Over the weekend, I read this book Back Roads by Tawni O’Dell.
It was pretty good – well written and engaging. But there was a part of the book that was completely unbelievable. I mean, it’s fiction, right? But it’s supposed to be believable.
The guy is 19 turning 20, and he’s got custody of his three sisters and life pretty much sucks. He’s working two jobs, he’s never been laid, and his mom is in prison for killing his dad.
He finally gets himself some, from an older woman, and that boy is hooked.
Things start getting pretty crazy (you’ll get no spoilers from me) and for whatever reason, he stops showering. It’s June, and he won’t stop wearing his dad’s hunting jacket, and did I mention he works two jobs? So he gets pretty rank, pretty fast. He even mentions that when he touches his hair, his hand comes away so oily it’s slippery. gak.
He gets so nasty, one of his bosses tells him not to show up without taking a shower.
Here’s what’s completely unbelievable: all that filth and oil and stink, and yet we’re supposed to believe that the older woman he’s involved with willingly and joyfully gets down between his legs and gives him head.
Oh, HELL NO she didn’t go there.
If it was a teenage girl, I might be more inclined to believe it, but not an experienced older woman.
Eight hour shower rule, am I right? Cause that’s just all kinds of nasty.
{Saying HI!}
