Invisible Monsters

This book is like having good sex. It's back and forth. Literally like a waltz. Slowly you're getting closer to the climax. Back and forth. You're surrounding it. Taking shortcuts, sneaking peaks at alternative routes, but still always towards the climax. You don't want the pleasure to end too quickly, do you? Your hands working, your eyes focused, your mind blank except for the the input in front of you...