Be Prepared To Work Hard To Be

Don't Ever Be Afraid To Live. Because Though Dying Is Easy When Compared To Living

Moving Between Her Thighs, He Stretched Out Above Her, Then Thrust Into Her. Once. Because, As He Did Everything, He Acted Without Hesitation Or Apology To Claim Her Entirely. Her Eyes Went Wide And Her Breath Caught. Holding Her Gaze, He Pressed Himself Deeper, Barely Easing Back Before Pressing Deep Again.

I Love Being The Bad Guy, Simply Because I Was Always So Responsible, So Predictable Growing Up.

I Made Straight A's And Never Got Into Any Trouble, And I Still Impose Those Standards On Myself. So Writing Is My Chance To Escape And Become The Sleaziest, Scummiest Role.

He Won't Hurt Me. I Have A Secret Weapon.