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He is in my soul and i am in his, and we are in bed but we are in a desert, and i do not know where he begins and i end - Mac
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Cincinnati
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Dude, the bush is ready. Why you still beating around it?” “I’ve lived a long time, kid, and I’ve never heard anyone mutilate the English language quite like you.
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And after I act as your intermediary and he takes you back to Faery, then what? Then all will be made right, and I'll be invincible again. She rolled her eyes. I meant, what happens to me? While you may be the most important thing to your egotistical little self in your narcissistic little world, guess what— so am I in mine.
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As his other hand began to slip around her waist, his body brushed against hers, and there was no mistaking the thick, hard ridge grazing her jean-clad bottom. Heavens, did that thing never subside? The rest of him might be mortal, but his immortal erection certainly didn't scan to have gotten the memo.
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In my experience, anybody besides your mom that feeds you is going to want something in exchange for it.
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A wing or a thigh? Ah, I'm afraid we don't have any thighs left.
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You, Ms. Lane, are a menace to others! A walking, talking catastrophe in pink!
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I felt the electricity of his body behind me as he reached around me and took the card from my hand. He didn't move away, and I battled the urge to lean back into him, seeking the comfort of his strength. Would he wrap his arms around me? Make me feel safe, if only for a moment, and if only a delusion?
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The two of you are getting downright chatty, aren't you, Ms. Lane? When did you last see him? what else did he tell you? I'm asking the questions tonight. If an illusion of control comforts you, Ms. Lane, by all means, cling to it.
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He was on me before my brain processed the fact that he was coming for me.
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When you know who I am. Let me be your man.
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Let's get something straight, MacKeltar. I am not going home with you. I am not going to bed with you, and I am not wasting one more moment arguing with you. I promise not to mock you when you change your mind, lass.
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He doesn’t beat me,” I said irritably. “I’d kill him if he did.” “She would. She has a temper. Stubborn, too. But we’re working on that, aren’t we, Ms. Lane?
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For the record, Irish, he informed her tightly, just in case she got the wrong idea, I kneel to no one.
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Either I can stay up here and freeze my ladycrackers off trying to find a falling star, or you can do something about it yourself. I— and my freezing nether regions— would thank you most assuredly. As would all of Dalkeith. Do something, man.” - Grimm
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It's a sponge and I'm a sponge and for a second there all our sponge parts are one and I don't just have square pants, everything about me is squarish because I'm part of a wall.
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I don't know about you, but I call impromptu vomiting harm.
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Sometimes I worry that there’s not enough room in my brain for both my dreams and reality that I’m a hard drive with limited gigabytes and one day I won’t be able to maintain the firewall between them. I wonder if that’s what senility is.
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