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He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?

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Jeaniene Frost
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: June 13
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the United States of America
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Catherine! Get out of my way. I need to have a word with that thing. Since she usually called Bones filthy animal, I assumed thing meant Ian.
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First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creep vampire myth I've ever heard.
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Any situation was better faced with an empty bladder, a clean body, and a lack of morning breath.
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Tell me, Kitten.” That deep, smooth voice brushed over me like a physical caress. “Shall I leave now, or wait until later?
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Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I was going to squirt tears. How unprofessional.
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Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.
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Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?” Bones asked, getting back to the subject. “You to take me,” she replied at once. “Not gonna happen!” I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That’s when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand.
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Bubbles. On a scale of one to ten, a bubble bath has to rank zero as far as things I'd expect an older-than-dirt-badass vampire to indulge in. The only thing that would surprise me more would be if you pulled out a rubber ducky. -Kira to Mencheres
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I told you once before,” I said, the words husky from remembrance. “Everyone holds their sins close to their skin.” Fangs gleamed for an instant before Vlad bit into his wrist, pooling up two deep crimson holes. “Then come,” he said, holding it out. “And taste mine.
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