As I was cleaning the house Sunday, I noticed one of Jared's books sitting on the shelf. I picked it up, turned to the first page and sat down right on the floor in front of the bookshelf. I didn't move from that spot, it was such a page turner and three hours later, I had finished the book. The first page started out unlike any other book I've ever read....
Holding the gun in my left hand, I stuck the barrel between my teeth and half-gagging on it, I placed the steel muzzle against the roof of my mouth. Without hesitation I slid my right thumb into the guard and pushed the trigger.
The hammer snapped but the shell didn't fire. I held my breath, unmoving for moments, tasting metal and oil and a sudden nausea. My heart started pounding against my ribs. Its loudness beat in my head as if knuckles were knocking on bone. I hadn't wanted any thought - any pause; no second thinking in the process of blowing my brains to the far side of the sun.
Fetish Blonde, John Gilmore, 1998
This is definitely one of the more outrageous books that I've read, very dark with graphic depictions of sexual sadomasochism. I couldn't help but wonder what would happen next. This book is not for everybody.