It is real, Lass…. You are mine as I am yours.
—Terry Spear
Dear Elizabeth, you cannot know how much joy you bring to my heart…
Every bit of you, Lass, that’s what I want…
You can’t fault me for ensuring it’s in working order… what if I hadn’t used it and from this use it had fallen off?
Tell Hugh,” she whispered.Tell Hugh your freaking self! He’s right here! And you’re not going anywhere.
—L.J. Smith
She exuded sexuality almost tangible, like ink obscuring the waters around the octopus before it strikes.
—Travis Luedke
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