Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?
Karen Marie MoningHe was sexual in a way that made women think of deeply repressed fantasies therapists and feminists alike would cringe to hear tell of.
Karen Marie MoningI wake up wating you. I fall asleep wanting you. I watch a magnificent sunrise and can think only of sharing it with you. I glimpse a piece of amver and see your eyes. Jillian, I've caught a disease, and the fever abates only when I'm near you.
Karen Marie MoningIrony, perfect definition: that for which I want to possess it, I would no longer want once I possessed it.
Karen Marie Moning