
Let me sum up this book for you:
"In a world where vampires are an accepted minority, I am a small town, virtuous, girl. I can't even bring myself to say the word 'sex,' in normal conversation, even though I work at a bar. I say things such as 'by golly,' and 'Shepard of Judea.' However, I have a secret. I can read minds! I am a virgin because I cannot have sex without hearing my partner's thoughts. Well, I was a virgin until I met my boyfriend, a vampire whose thoughts I cannot read. While I am sexually inexperienced, he is sexy and my instinct never steers me wrong in the bedroom. He must be my dangerous soul mate, if vampires have souls."
This Stookie Stackhouse character is just as naive as whats-her-face from Twilight, and she's supposed to be an adult? She can't even talk about sex without turning purple with embarrassment, and every time someone looks at her funny she bursts into tears.
At least the vampires don't sparkle?