Yep, that's me. I know. I know. You're humbled I'm here, feel like throwing rose petals at my feet, blah, blah, blah. No need, though. Just try and think of me as a normal guy -William
Gena ShowalterImpossible. I merely brought the essentials. Clothes, my favorite boots, face cream, makeup, a few books to read, a couple cans of caviar, lingerie, and my coffeepot. Plus a few other things a girl like me just canโt live without but canโt mention in mixed company because it would be indelicate. You know, because theyโre sexual.โ - at โlingerie,โ Hector and Dallas had stood a little straighter. At โsexual,โ theyโd moaned. Jaxon punched them both in the back of the head.
Gena ShowalterI'm highly aware that some impulses are harder to ignore than others. I'm aware that fear of consequences causes us to guard our secrets. But it's our actions when faced with temptation that define who we are. It's our courage in admitting what we've done wrong that makes us forgivable.
Gena ShowalterHe was in my nose, my mouth, on my skin, inside my cells, deep in the marrow of my bones. Just then, he was everything to me.
Gena ShowalterTo you I belong.My heart beats only for you.No other will tempt me,from this day and beyond.To you I belong.
Gena ShowalterHis frown was less dark and more confused. "What's new for you? Dancing?" And so much more, but all I said was, "Yes." "And you let some strange college boy grind all over you for your first time? That's stupid, Ali." Not going to be embarrassed, not going to be embarrassed. "First, he wasn't grinding on me, and second, you're no better than him." A solid minute of silence, then "You are terrible for my ego, you know that?" I could say the same to him.
Gena Showalter