- Book Title: Dirty Talk
- Book Series: standalone
- Author: Joey Jameson
- Publisher: NineStar Press, LLC (August 1, 2016)
- Book Length: 212 pages
- Genre: Drama, Contemporary, Mystery
- Reviewed by: Erin
- Rating: 2.5 Star
So super campy. Like John Waters campy. Kind of fun though. Definitely not a romance as it is billed. A weak mystery, yes. Romance, not even a little.
Vegas is a phone sex operator who lives with his best friend who is another phone sex operator. One night at work he starts getting strange, very specific creepy calls. He kind of blows them off, but they get more frequent and more alarming.
Even though he lives with his best friend and seems to have a lot of work friends, Vegas is a quiet guy who really prefers to be home on the couch instead of out clubbing all night. He kind of reminded me of that quiet housewife type person who write erotic novels on the side. Because when he is in phone sex mode he is DIRTY.
There is a pretty big cast of characters, unfortunately almost every single one has a place as a name. The aforementioned Vegas. His ex-boyfriend Bronx. His friends and co-workers London, Jersey, Austin…. And so many of those characters were campy caricatures of every over the top gay stereo type there is. Eye rolling.
There were some serious editing issues as well. There’s quite a mix of American and British slang- one minute he lives in an apartment, the next it is called a flat. He’s a vegetarian but wants to try someone’s home made chicken pot pie. Poor editing like that can really ruin a story for me. I get that a lot of people wouldn’t mind it, but it’s like continuity in a movie. Most can gloss over errors, I cannot.
Believe it or not there is not a lot of sex in this book, save for a huge chunk that was dedicated to his ex-boyfriend Bronx. Way too big of a chunk, in my opinion. It was mostly unnecessary to the story.
Like I said, this was a mystery that started as a stalker mystery, then a stalker and an attacker, then a stalker, attacker and a murder. And while I was surprised by the ending, it left me feeling cheated as we didn’t get that whole story or what happened after.
Vegas is a hot phone sex operator who knows just how to make your deepest, darkest fantasies come true either with a gentle whisper in your ear or with a rough growling command. When he’s in control, you know you’re in good hands. Vegas can tickle or scratch whatever itch or fetish a caller can throw at him.
But his job at the exclusive ‘Black Vanilla’ has its dark side, which becomes all too clear when Vegas receives a call one night that hits a little too close to home.
Somewhere out there, someone’s watching him. Someone who’s taken their fantasy one step too far. It isn’t long before Vegas finds himself entangled in a web of dark and dangerous obsession. An obsession that can only end one way.