The Guardian posted a digested read of The Bad Girl that does more justice to the novel than I could:

“I’m working as a translator and interpreter now,” I boasted.

“That’s a rather obvious metaphor for someone who lives his life through others,” she [the bad girl] observed.

“I’ve been in love with you for 10 years,” I swooned.

“Well, you’re a complete idiot then,” she said, “but if you want to go down on me, be my guest.”

(Found courtesy of Bookslut.)