V'lane: Are you busy tomorrow MacKayla ? Barrons: She's working on old texts with me. V'lane: Ah. Old texts. A banner day at the bookstore. Barrons: We're translating Kama Sutra...with interactive aids.

That part of his body was simply uncontrollable, apparently functioning in accordance to a single law of nature: She existed--he got a hard-on.

Punch me." "Don't be absurd." "Come on, punch me, Barrons." "I'm not punching you." "I said, punch--OW!" He decked me.

Even I don't know what you're doing, and I know everything.

So how did he look at me?" "Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.

It seemed Barrons had finally gotten his cake and eaten it too.

Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love