Are you defending Marcie?” He shook his head. “I don’t need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand…” I pointed at the door. “Out.

Boys everywhere take note: That was a kiss.

It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.

A girl could lather up in soap like that.

Maggots squirming in your eyeholes...and your other orifices, might be carrying things a bit too far." "This is why I keep you around, Rixon. Always seeing things from the bright side.

Killer skirt, deadly legs.

actions speak louder than words