I recently procured Delta of Venus by Anais Nin because I’ve been experiencing a hankering for some vintage erotica. On paper. Not on a screen. I need books!
This dirty little collection of horrendously taboo stories has my cheeks (and other areas… depending on the story) blushing and my salivating mouth gaping in shock and horror. Oh goodness me!
I don’t read as often as I used to, so it felt good to hold and feel a book in my slightly idle hands.
I can’t wait for the other two books to arrive.
Until then, I will snicker and gasp my way through this one.
That Hungarian adventurer is so cringey, omg.