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Pretty girls don't have ugly mouths.

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
Ugly
Girls
Pretty
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Mouths

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You have splendid breasts, lass, he purred, cupping the plump mounds. Splendid, he repeated stupidly, and she almost laughed. Men loved breasts any shape or form, they just loved them. -Drustan to Gwen
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In that you're wrong. I choose, I adhere, I pursue, I commit, I attain. That - that, my errant friend - is an absolute. - Hawk
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Gah, some chicks should be shot. Put out of everyone else's reproduction pool.
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Hard. Fast. Deep. When I'm done you'll know you're mine.
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