“Do you actually expect me to wander the world as if I were an addlepated bald woman escaped from the circus?” she would say.

Jimmy was going to help me with the prank, but he punked (out) at the last minute.

Linda is working her soft soft wet mouth gently against mine, letting me dream her tongue and meanwhile, below, she cups Mr. Genital in her hands and gives the triangle a firm squeeze, a rockabye side-to-side shake.

[…] how features are abroad, / I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,— / The jewel in my dower,—I would not wish / Any companion in the world but you […]