Twice the Evil, Half the Calories!
Tina had never heard anyone call her beautiful, which was one of the problems of being deaf.
It was the Breast of times, it was the long hard brat-Wurst of times.
She was fire and ice, life and death, the yearning of his soul, the only woman he'd ever been inside; he called her Mama.
Jackie loved Rolf, not for the fry-cook-boy that the was, but for the shift-manager-man he longed to be. Beat that, bitches!
Not sure I could beat you Hyperion...but here are a few...* It was a dark and horny night...* He snapped my bra like a Concord taking off, and I was unhooked for love.
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats, it's spurs and latigo, it's the ropes and the reins and the joy and the pain...
Jane watched Harry put on his Pajamas for bed, hoping against hope tonight she might get another Dutch Oven.
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