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I like sex for breakfast, kid. I eat early and often.

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
Breakfast
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Kids
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If he were any other man, I might have suspected him of substance abuse, of being coked up or something. But Barrons was too much a purist for that his drugs were money, power, and control
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Those who were so long imprisoned in ice and darkness seem to find the sunlight jarring, painful. The longer I walk around with this grief inside me, the more I understand that. It’s as if sunshine is a slap in the face that says, Look, the world’s all bright and shiny! Too bad you’re not.
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When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for more of him. With every kiss, every caress, every thrust, I'd just needed more. He'd touched me, I went nuts. The world dwindled down to one thing: him.
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Don't leave me, Rainbow Girl. Rainbow Girl. Was that who I was? It seemed so long ago. I smiled faintly. Remember the skirt I wore to Mallucé's the night you told me to dress Goth? It's upstairs in your closet. Never throw it away. It looked like a wet dream on you.
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Even now, my back was still arched with sensual invitation, my bottom was questing up like a cat in heat, and my every move was supple, sinuous. I was one great big come-hither.
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