My name is Mrs. S—well, not really. Everyone calls me "S"—pronounced like the letter—without the "Mrs."; nobody uses my actual name, which could be Sonia, Silvia, Sol, or any name that starts with the letter S. Whatever you choose is fine by me. But the real reason for my "nickname" is simply a representation of what I love most... having SEX, loads and loads of it.
Yes, as you've probably figured out from these few lines you've read, this book is about sex, and of course, about me—your adorable hostess who will show you what it means, according to psychologists, to be a person with hypersexuality, or what was formerly known as nymphomania.
What's curious about "nymphomania" is that it was only diagnosed in women and not in men, but now, women are no longer considered nymphomaniacs, which is... great, I think.
Anyway, some of you might think this book will be a copy of "Diario de una Ninfómana," but that's not the case. To begin with, I don't have to teach readers any lessons or give you some message that's useful for life—you won't see that here.
If you want some existential book... well, go to the self-help section, or just read Paulo Coelho, because as for me... I'm not going to spout a bunch of nonsense that might or might not be interpreted correctly. Besides, there's a reason the category is Erotica, right?
So yes, this book is simply a tribute to sex, so ladies and gentlemen, take a seat or lie down and prepare yourselves for a relaxing moment of just thinking about SEX—there's nothing to analyze, nothing to understand, just let your bodies and your most primitive desires emerge within you.