‘The Brass Bed’ – Jennifer Stevenson (Ballantine Books)

I’m pretty much burnt out from a week of ‘paranormal romance’ (currently slogging my way through ‘The Host’) so I’ll say right now that this isn’t a review at all. However, I thought it was still worth a mention as not only am I all about the romance this week (so thought I’d point this out to fans of the sub-genre) but my wife had a quick read and it made her laugh out loud. More on that in a bit…
Here’s the synopsis,

THE CURSE: Satisfy one hundred women or be trapped in a brass bed forever. Lord Randall was a lousy lover in 1811, so his magician-mistress turned him into a sex demon. Lucky for him, the bed fell into Clay's hands.
THE CON: Sex therapy for women on an antique brass "treatment bed" Clay has the perfect scam going, until that pesky, foxy fraud investigator Jewel comes sniffing around. Lucky for him, she has a soft spot for hunky con men.
THE CHOICE: Sex demon or sex fraudster? Jewel is Randy's hundredth woman. Now he says he's her personal sex slave, and her case against the con artist is dissolving in a hail of hormones. Lucy for her, she's a tough cop with a lusty libido.

So I’m sat at the computer playing Tetris and my wife decides to take a closer look at the sort of book I’ve been reading this week. I don’t hear much from her for a little while and then she bursts out laughing. This line was what gave her the giggles…

‘Her tingly bits were doing a conga dance. How long would it take him to give her a hundred orgasms?’

The sex demon with a case of Stockholm syndrome also sounded funny but… her ‘tingly bits’? This sounds like a book that won’t be taking itself too seriously so if you’re a fan of that kind of thing then it might be worth a look. I don't think much of the cover though...