Okay, You're Right About That. But This

Once She'd Been A Victim- Helpless, Used, And Broken. Now, She Was A Warrior.

Getting A Room's Not Always Enough. Sometimes You Gotta Close The Door.

She Could And Had Faced An Armed Laser In The Hands Of A Mad Mutant Mercenary With Less Fear Than She Faced Such Unswerving Emotion.

What Do You Think? Does Everything Look Right? " " You Really Expect Me To Look At Anything But You? " She Laughed Even As Her Pulse Jittered. " Boy, I Must Be In Bad Shape When A Shopworn Line Like That Hits The Mark. " " I Mean It, " He Said And Watched Her Smile Fade. " I Adore Looking At You. " Laying A Hand On Her Knees With A Long, Slow, Thorough Kiss. " Beautiful Margo. Mine. " " Well, You're Certainly Taking My Mind Off My ... Kiss Me Again. " " Glad To.

I Don't Want To Be Expected To Fall In Passively Someone Else's Plans For Me. That's What I Don't Want. I Don't Want It Assumed That I Simply Don't Have Any Personal Goals Or Wishes Of My Own. Or Any Basic Competence Of My Own. That's What I Don't Want!