A review by amy_haynes
Fanny Hill: Memoirs for a Woman of Pleasure by John Cleland, John Cleland

1.5

The only reason I finished this book was so I could tick it off a list, if it was any longer i would have given up. I cannot believe it got written. I cannot believe it got published. I cannot believe it made it on to various "books to read before you die" lists. It is literally a bunch of explicitly described sexual encounters glorifying all sorts of immoral and these days illegal pairings. The sentences also were incomprehensible long, I counted more than 20 clauses in 1. The only value of this book was showing me a world I would otherwise not encounter. 
Definitely not a book I would recommend. To anyone. Ever.