I Loved The Way He Kissed Me,

I Swayed Into Him, Drawn To His Obsessive And Insatiable Raw Need For Me, Which Reflected The Depth Of My Need For Him

Your Craving Should Be For Me, Angel, Not An Orgasm. For My Body, My Hands. Eventually, You Won't Be Able To Come Without My Skin Touching Yours.

My Heroines, More Often Than Not, Are The Ones Who Are Troubled And Resistant.

I’ve Always Seen You, Angel. From The Moment You Found Me, I’ve Seen Nothing But You.

Actually, You Know What? You Keep Thinking I'm God's Gift To Women, Angel. It's Better For Me If You Believe I'm The Best You Can Get.