A review by lilyfcoffeen
Fanny Hill, or Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure by John Cleland

2.0

Well, I read this because it was on a list of books to read before you die. I'm not really sure why, except that it's pretty shocking that such blatant pornography was written in the 19th century. I started zoning out during the sex scenes and didn't really care what happened to Fanny. It tried to have a good message at the end, but felt tacked on and completely opposite to what the rest of the book seemed to be saying.