You Have One Mord-sith And One Mother

There Would Be Nothing I Could Do To You That Would Harm You More Than What You're Already Doing To Harm Yourself...you Are Never Going To Amount To Anything. You Will Always Be The Worthless Muck People Scrape From Their Shoes. You Only Get One Life And You Are Wasting Yours. That's A Terrible Shame. I Doubt You Will Ever Know What It Is To Be Truly Happy, To Achieve Anything Of Worth, To Have Genuine Pride In Yourself. You Bring It All On Yourself, And I Could Do No Worse To You.

Nothing Gained Without Cost Is Valued. Freedom Has A Cost, And All Will Bear It So All Will Value And Preserve It.

Knowledge Is A Destination. Truth, The Journey.

Cara Waggled A Hand Over The Two Of Them. "it Works Better With Your Clothes Off." Richard Frowned. His Voice Came As A Hoarse Croak. "what?" She Seemed Mystified By The Question. "i Believe You Will Find Such Things Work Better Without Clothes." She Put Her Hands To Her Hips. "i Thought You Would Know At Least That Much.

Teasingly She Took The Apple From His Mouth. Juice Ran Down His Chin. Slowly, Deliberately, She Leaned Over And Licked The Sweet Juice From His Chin. I Will Have To Admit Though, That I Will Never Look At An Apple In Quite The Same Way.