It was just a kiss – " "Yeah, and King Kong was just a monkey.

He supposed he knew, rationally, that she wasn't the prettiest woman in the world, but if his eyes saw any imperfections, his heart didn't care.

It was just a kiss – " "Yeah, and King Kong was just a monkey.

By morning, she was raw and sore, and knew walking would be an effort. By morning, she could barely remember what it had been like to not know his body, not to have felt him inside her and held him in her arms and absorbed the power of his thrusts as he came. By morning, she was his.

Oh, is that what's in the box? You threw my engagement ring at me?

If death turned out to be a lack of being rather than a lack of consciousness, well, then, that sucked.

Honey, the only experts in PMS are men. That's why men are so good at fighting wars; they learned Escape and Evade at home.