Does this really matter? Well...just so long as you know I wasn't in on the "Most Bratty" vote.
Are you about to be whisked away by a UFO? Might be nice. I could use a vacation.
Have I drunk too much wine? How many fingers am I holding up?
Does this really matter? Well...just so long as you know I wasn't in on the "Most Bratty" vote.
Are you about to be whisked away by a UFO? Might be nice. I could use a vacation.
Have I drunk too much wine? How many fingers am I holding up?
One kiss, and each spot of soreness - each little tender contusion - was transformed. Instead of pain, each bruise was filled with pleasure. It was as if . . . as if a clitoris sprang up in the place of every bruise, and when he kissed me I climaxed, again and again." -- The Door to December by Dean Koontz
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