Am I horny enough to hump a bedpost?" Mica asked. "Not quite yet. Should I consult with you first, Doctor?" Sarcasm lay thick and heavy in her voice. "I believe a consult would be a good idea." Ely nodded with mocking solemnity as Mica lifted herself onto the gurney. "You never know what you may end up hurting if the act isn't done properly.

Don't go there Rule" Lawe warned him softly. " I don't think your horoscope declared today to be a good day to die.

It's easier to ask forgiveness than to beg for permission.

It can happen like that. It can build slowly. It can come like a gentle rainfall, or it can slam into you like a tsunami. You are my tsunami, love.

You are my mate, Ria. In my soul. You are my mate. ~ Mercury

There are much better ways to handle the delicate male ego. With a two-by-four? Only as a last resort and never in public.

Sweetheart, all men are animals. Feed us, pet us, and use a firm hand, and we'll worship at your feet.