Look, How Come He Showed Up Now?

Who Wants A Bag Of Bones?” He Said, With Absolute Sincerity. “i Don’t Want To Hurt Myself On The Sharp Edges Of The Woman I’m Bedding.

Eric Was Holding My Hands, And I Was Digging My Nails Into Him Like We Were Doing Something Else. He Won't Mind, I Though, As I Realized I'd Drawn Blood. And Sure Enough, He Didn't. "let Go," He Advised Me, And I Loosened My Grip On His Hands. "no, Not Of Me," He Said Smiling. "you Can Hold On To Me As Long As You Want.

I Hate Witches. Humans Had The Right Idea, Burning Them At The Stake.

I Wish," I Said. "i Could Save Orgasms In A Jar For When I Need Them, Because I Think I Have A Few Extra.

All The Pictures On The Walls, They All White As Lilies And Smiling Like Alligators.