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Sure, I'll let you in. If you're smashing!
Today on the chopping block is a new guy in my social circle/book club, named MTBias. Through a truly tragic string of luck, coincidence, and divine providence (really me just saying 'screw it ill take him' when his assigned partner needed to take exams) he was given my lovely self to be paired with. All according to plan.
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Unfortunately I may have overplayed my scheme as he cleverly foresaw long ago, before ever meeting me, that his day would come and initiated a plot. He put to pen a story that which would be my weakness and downfull. My Kryptonite! The source of my greatest agony! A torture for which my eyes were not meant to uphold!
Erotica!
How clever... How did he know I was autistic? How did he know I get about as much out of such things as a snail taken to mayonaise?
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TLDR; The book is actually a trilogy of 2-3 chapter books that are half-romantic and half-erotic. Explicity so, so far as I can tell at a glance.
Extra: My first thought going into this was 'why the hell didn't you just make it one story?' Each one is short. The second and third carry on minutes after their previous book. They have a shared plot and shared characters. It feels like a lot of extra work to split it into such bite size pieces. Its not something I see 'technically' as bad, but it is really weird to me. Like going to the store three seperate times for three seperate things you could have just bought all at once the first time. If you wanna take the time to do that, by all means. It has no bearing positively or negatively.
