He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.
You can never have too much money.
I felt like an animal, and animals don't know sin, do they?
Killing animals to make a fashion statement = a sickening + cold-blooded vanity.
Please, touch me, I pray.
I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.