Men Didn't Respect Beauty...they Used It.

Sometimes It’s All You Can Do,” He Murmured. “fight Back; Run Wild, Until You Get It All Out.” “sometimes There Is Nothing To Fight And Nowhere To Run.

I Don't Believe For One Moment You Can Write Well What You Wouldn't Read For Pleasure.

‘was That Like A Cookie?’ She Wondered. ‘hmmm?’ ‘you Know, Have A Cookie. You'll Feel Better.’ She Put Her Hands On Either Side Of His Face, Lifting It As He Laughed. ‘were You Making Me Feel Better?’ ‘i Certainly Hope So. It Worked For Me.’ He Dipped His Head To Kiss Her Lightly. ‘i Wanted You. I Always Do.’ ‘it's Funny How Men Can Wake Up With Their Brains In Their Cocks.’ ‘it Makes Us What We Are.’ Still Chuckling, He Rolled Her Over Him, Patted Her Butt. ‘let's Take A Shower. I'll Give You Another Cookie.’

Eve-"in The Name Of All That Is Holy...it's 2060, Not 1760. Can't They Figure Out A Better Way To Handle This Process?" Roarke-"amen

Look, If Some Guy Dressed In His Mother's Clothes Breaks In, Fight Him Off Until I Get My Pants Back On.