Kiss Me Sadly

Kiss Me Sadly

by Maxim Jakubowski
     
 

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This is the tale of two parallel lives. He is a man who loves women too much, but still seeks to fill the puzzling emptiness that eats away at his insides. She grows up in an Eastern European backwater, in a culture where sex is a commodity and surviving is the name of the game. They travel down separate roads, both hunting for thrills and new emotions, until

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This is the tale of two parallel lives. He is a man who loves women too much, but still seeks to fill the puzzling emptiness that eats away at his insides. She grows up in an Eastern European backwater, in a culture where sex is a commodity and surviving is the name of the game. They travel down separate roads, both hunting for thrills and new emotions, until coincidence brings them together. The encounter between their respective brands of loneliness is passionate, heartbreaking, tender, and also desolate. Sparks fly and lives are changed forever, until a final, shocking epiphany. Maxim Jakubowski is owner of the renowned Murder One bookshop in London and author and editor of a number of books, including On Tenderness Express and a number of popular “Mammoth Books,” including Illustrated Erotica and Pulp Fiction.

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Publishers Weekly
Likened to Henry Miller and heralded abroad as "king of the erotic thriller," the author of this unblushingly pornographic novel published earlier this year in the U.K. is previously credited with such quixotic titles as The State of Montana and The Erotic Novels Boxed Set. From the opening lines of his latest ("She said pussy. I said cunt"), the author purposefully sets out to arouse and exploit the prurient proclivities of voyeuristic readers. Unfolding as a series of (generally) alternating parallel narratives, the novel chronicles the psychosocial evolution of two sexually obsessed main characters, both addicted to vicarious phone and cybersex. Jack, a rather sophisticated London bookseller and writer, is contrasted with Milduta, a comparatively innocent young Estonian woman raised from early childhood by her grandparents. Emotionally scarred since his student days after discovering that a French girl he is tutoring has betrayed him by having sex with a rival classmate, Jack is doomed to a repetitive pattern of possessive relationships with a series of female partners only to be ultimately rejected. Milduta develops a talent for fellatio, which she performs on a rather undistinguished m nage of men she meets in bars. Inevitably, she is deflowered before she encounters Jack via the Web and the unraveling of their Freudian threads is set in motion. Although the steamy New York City tryst promised at the start is strangely missing, this blatantly prurient, edgy, perverse morality play will hold even the most jaded reader to the shocking end. (Nov.) Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781562014889
Publisher:
Running Press Book Publishers
Publication date:
11/09/2005
Pages:
228
Product dimensions:
5.30(w) x 8.02(h) x 0.66(d)

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So, imagine my surprise when, towards the end of a routine e-mail one day in late spring, Milduta wrote me that she had just shaved her pussy.
Three weeks earlier we had been in New York, staying together at a small hotel on the borders of Greenwich Village. We had spent almost a week there, her first ever visit to Manhattan, and between feverish bouts of fucking, had walked miles, browsing shops, me gleefully buying her clothes and silk thongs from Victoria’s Secret, eating too much Japanese food, seeing movies, visiting museums, hunting down bars where they served fresh carrot juice which she could down by the gallon, discovering to our mutual surprise how well we fitted together sexually and emotionally. During our sex games I had often trimmed her, taking voyeuristic pleasure in thinning her pubes so that her meaty gash was openly revealed in its full glory behind the protective curtain of her curls. I had, almost jokingly, suggested not for the first time she shave her genital area. She had declined with a knowing smile, yet again pretexting the discomfort of the hair growing back afterwards and how her skin often reacted with undue irritation and unseemly pimples.
She’d had experience of this when she had briefly lived with a Swiss banker in Zurich. A dominant personality, he had required her to be shaven below. She had, initially, obligingly played along with his desires, still at a stage when she was testing the nascent relationship, unsure whether it held the prospect of becoming a permanent one.
With a laugh, she had also revealed that the banker shaved around his cock and balls, so that their smoothness had matched. An image that often fanned my erotic imagination.
My first reaction when I read her mail was to guess she had met another man.
Surely, when a woman reveals her intimacy so openly, it is for a man. Why him and not me? But she assured me she had only done it on a whim. Waxing her bikini line in the bathroom one morning, she had miscalculated and depilated unevenly. Getting rid of the rest was just a way of putting things right, she said. And it felt so sexy, she added. Not like in Switzerland where it was part of sexual compact. Now it was just for herself and no one else. She felt so naked below when riding her bike to the nearby town where she did her food shopping, and arousal came so easy in the knowledge of the secret she harboured down there. She sounded both amused and amazed that it should be so. I could have told her that long before, my fascination for smooth pudenda having steadily progressed from airbrushed models on pornographic playing cards to hardcore movies and evocative nude photography.

Meet the Author

Maxim worked for many years in book publishing as an editor and launched the Murder One Bookshop, which he owned and ran for over 20 years. He now writes, edits and translates full-time in London.

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