My traumatic childhood opened the doors of curiosity to me, and when I walked through, I became a full-blown nymphomaniac teen. Yes. I was addicted to sex like a drug addict to drugs. I had to have it. I actually want to fuck right now. However, as an adult, I am practicing celibacy, and until now, I've never told my secrets to anyone. Truthfully; I tried to forget them. In my mind, they served no purpose. -Lissa ReneeThis book is a revelation of raw, lustful, truth. The author; Lissa Renee, fearlessly strips herself naked, and bares her innermost secrets to the world. Without pretension or shame, she vividly details erotic scenes from her life. Each chapter or scene is an experience in aphrodisia that delves deeper into the "figuratively real" realm of The Red Room. The Red Room is more mental than anything. Once entered, a mixture of pleasure and pain ignite the flames of desire in its victims. At first, pain was my everything. Without it, I couldn't function. Now I realized that I covered up my pain with pleasure. But I quickly learned that pleasure wasn't enough on its own. I had to have both. I wanted my pussy to be beaten up with pain, but I also wanted to feel the pleasures that came with it. No longer fighting or denying my addiction, I finally embraced it. In the Red Room, I turn myself on. I am Erotica in human form. -Lissa Renee