Why Are You Always Smiling? What Do

Don't 'honey' Me In That Southern-fried Twang.

When We Grow Up, We Lose The Talent For Loving Without Restrictions.

Eve Talking To Someone On Her Computer And Having Trouble With The Language Translator....."i Have Two Like Crimes. Your Data And Your Input On Leclerk Would Be Very Helpful"marie Pursed Her Lips And Humor Danced In Her Eyes."it Says You Would Like To Have Sex With Me. I Don't Think That Is Correct""oh, For Christ Sake" Eve Slammed A Fist Against The Machine.

Once She'd Been A Victim- Helpless, Used, And Broken. Now, She Was A Warrior.

...if I Don't Have Twenty Or Thirty Books Right Here, Waiting To Be Read, I Start Jonesing. That's My Compulsion.