Be a good guide, tell me what you see, are sure is that?Please try to describe the picture as much vocabulary as possible!

You're lucky. I'm always conscious of myself __n my mind. Painfully conscious.

And there is my payment the rubies in your cheeks. Are you properly scandalized by your wicked behavior? If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to. Do you remember making me swear to repeat all those naughty actions agian, no matter what you said this morning?" Now that he brought it up, I did recall saying that. Great Betrayed by my own immorality. "God, Bones...some of that was depraved." "I'll take that as a compliment." He closed the distance between us."I love you. Don't be ashamed of anything we did, even if your prudery is on life support.

Sometimes, I am my own worst enemy.

For an occurrence to become an adventure, it is necessary and sufficient for one to recount it.

Poetry creates the myth, the prose writer draws its portrait.