He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?

The dungeon image helped. "You need to let Maximus go," I stated, my voice stronger now. "No. Wine?

Next to her, I felt like Carrot Top in drag. Cat re: Annette

Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...

Some things we need to talk about, but not here. I'll see you later, darling." "No you won't, nut muffin!

Of course you are. Then you're going to give me multiple orgasms and pay off my mortgage too. I saw this movie, pal. It was in the fantasy section. (Isa)

I was sitting cross-legged in bed, trying without success to pretend I'd misunderstood the image I'd glimpsed. Yeah, right. Because Vlad had been between my legs looking for a set of keys he'd lost.