Ghost Chapters 22 and 23

Yet another day of my personal hell. Yay for John Ringo.

Chapter 22

So Mike takes them shopping and for some reason they get bathing suits, high heeled shoes, hats, and sun shirts, but nothing else. So here's what confuses me: Pam and Courtney came to visit and they've been on the boat pretty much the whole time. They wouldn't have brought all their belongings. So...their stuff is in a hotel somewhere? And they just forgot about it? And I guess they're just wearing one outfit everyday. Well, this is a Ringo novel. I should just learn not to ask questions.

He made chicken paprikash—chicken in paprika and sour cream sauce—and fettuccine Alfredo with fresh parmesan, asparagus on the side.
Yum, that sounds really good.

Most stuff about BDSM with a little bit about anal sex. This is where I start to skim.

Oh wow. Okay, I'm not even reading now. I wish I had someone here with a stronger constitution than mine to tell me when it was safe to read again. Kind of like when I watch horror movies and have to cover my eyes and someone tells me when it's okay to look.

"You've got a nice voice, Mike," Courtney said, snuggling into his chest and yawning. "Aren't you the one who's supposed to go to sleep?"

"I will," Mike said, "in a bit. Coast into the arms of Morpheus," he said softly, holding them both. "Good dreams."

"Are you my lover or my father?" Pam asked sleepily.

"I'm your master," Mike said gently. "Nothing more nor less."

I CAN'T...IT HURTS.

I can't fucking believe this. THE WHOLE CHAPTER was about Mike, Pam, and Courtney doing BDSM.

Chapter 23

Blah blah, some political stuff, blah.

I love how every time Mike mentions he has some coeds with him, everyone's like, "Ohhhh *snicker* *chuckle* *knowing looks*."

"Glad to hear it," Pierson said honestly. "I'd been getting a little worried about you down there doing your Travis McGee imitation."

"Travis who?" Mike asked, confused.

"Oh," Pierson said, chuckling. "I'd assumed it was intentional. Look up the Travis McGee books, some time. "
I don't know what this means. Good thing there's Wikipedia to help me! Travis McGee is a character in a book who is a beach bum and lives on a boat. My first thought was that McGee had taken a vow of celibacy or something and Pierson was making a joke about how Mike hadn't had sex for awhile, since Pierson saying "Glad to hear it" refers to the two coeds living on Mike's boat. But look at that! An expected sex joke never came to fruition (heh). Ringo keeps on surprising me.

More BDSM. Some lesbian stuff. Skimming, skimming, skimming.

Lmao, I have never seen any book so full of Author Appeal. Mike talks at length what kind of music Ringo he likes and it just sounds shoehorned in. The writing gets really unnatural when that happens. Even TWILIGHT wasn't this bad in that respect.

Thank God, it's the end.