Reminds Me Of The Red Dress You

…he Murmured. “of Course, You’re My Favorite Ride.” “aw, That’s Sweet, Baby. And You’re My Favorite Joystick.

I’ve Died And Gone To Heaven

We Knew Our Strengths And Played Up Our Assets. But We Couldn't See What Made Us Unique Enough For Someone To Really Love Us.

Angel, Getting You Off Is Ninety-nine Percent Of The Fun For Me.

I Had Never Seen Hair That Purely Black. It Was Glossy And Slightly Long, The Ends Drifting Over His Collar. That Sexy Length Was The Crowning Touch Of Bad Boy Hotness Over The Successful Businessman, Like Whipped Cream Topping On A Hot Fudge Brownie Sundae. As My Mother Would Say, Only Rogues And Raiders Had Hair Like That." (eva About Gideon)