Sorry, you're on the ride now, and there's no getting off in the middle.

Fine, dandy, she thought. Then lose the shirt, peel off those leather pants, and lie down on my tile. We'll take turns being on the bottom.

Her perfume or soap or whatever it was reminded him of sandalwood and something else. Oh, right...orgasms.

But looking at this closet, so nice and arranged with their crazy lives at rest among these carefully placed clothes and footwear, she felt good about where they were. "Normal" was not a bad things in this lunatic world; it really was. No matter how it happened to be defined.

Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors.

I'll call you," Manny said. "You do that, my man. You frickin' do that." -Manny to V

All right, big guy, down you go." Oh,yeah. Bed. Bed was good. "And look who's here. It's Nurse Vishous.