Villains Are Meant To Be Hated.

Defeat Held No Honor.

I Don't Actually Listen To Much Music Since I Need Quiet To Work.

What Is A Friend If Not Someone You Feel Close To, Someone You Like Being With, Someone You Can Confide In And Share Pleasure With. -jeremy Malory-

Anthony: Now Lower Your Dress A Little- Roslynn: Anthony! Anthony: This Is No Time For Offended Modesty... You're The Distraction. Roslynn: Och, Well, In That Case. Anthony: That's Quite Low Enough, My Dear... Roslynn: I Was Only Trying To Help, Anthony: Commendable, But We Want The Chap To Ogle You, Not Bust His Breeches.

You Aren't Even Angry With Me Anymore, Stefan, So Let Me Up." He Didn't Budge. "it Would Be A Misconception On Your Part, Little Tanya, If You Are Thinking I Have To Be Angry To Make Love To You." His Head Bent, His Lips Grazing Her Cheek All The Way To Her Ear. With His Warm Breath Sending Tingles All Over Her, He Continued In A Whisper, "i Wanted You Last Night, Today A Dozen Times, Right Now More Than Ever. Tell Me To Love You, Tanya. Demand It Of Me!