We will not make love. You’re in this bed as a friend. Why make things difficult?” I was hot all over; his body was perfect, strong, welcoming and oh-so-alive.

Is there no easy way to taking this dress off you? Am I going to have to rip it off?

I don’t like salad dressing. I prefer salad undressing. I’m a health freak. And I do mean freak.

I like undressing women with my eyes, but I just can’t quite figure out how to unstrap their bras with my eyelids.

I took my pants off slowly, thinking if I did it too fast I’d possibly rip a hole in the center of the universe.

Thomas! What are you doing!” and I gestured, “I thought this was Nothing,” covering myself with one of my daybooks ,and she said, “It’s Something!

Undressing myself had no fun in it, now I had undressed her.