Even She Agreed That A Woman Had

The World Would See The Beauty Of The Packaging, But Only I Knew The Man Inside It And How Precious He Was. His Intimate Smiles And His Deep Husky Laugh, The Gentleness Of His Touch And The Ferocity Of His Passion Were All Reserved For Me.

Why? Why Would You Do That?” "you Have Your Way Of Dealing With Jealousy And I Have Mine.

He Was The Kind Of Guy That Made A Woman Want To Rip His Shirt Open And Watch The Buttons Scatter Along With Her Inhibitions.

I Have One One Type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That’s It.” I Rolled My Eyes. “okay. Whatever.

We’ll Never Be Over, Eva.