One can recognize Catherine M. smooth writing, easy style and considerations on its surprising sexual life. But reading this book gave me most disagreeable impression of being a voyeur at the service of exhibitionism that unbalanced woman. Catherine M. visibly lives with sex and gender, she recounts her feat by pushing the luxury of detail on the edge of scatology. Little fun this reading is removed and it is rather deep disgust that assails you. Curiosity may attract you, this book has a catchy title and eloquent, but really, it's not worth it!
