Is it because I'm a girl?"Reluctantly, Bill nodded his head.She looked at him for a moment, her lips trembling, and Richie thought she would cry. Instead, she exploded. "Well, fuck you!" She whirled around to look at the others, and they flinched from her gaze, so hot it was nearly radioactive. "Fuck all of you if you think the same thing!" she turned back to Bill and began to talk fast, rapping him with words. "This is something more than some diddly shit kids game like tag, or guns, or hide and go seek, and you know it, Bill! We're supposed to do this, that's part of it! And you're not going to cut me out just because I'm a girl, do you understand? You better. Or I'm leaving right now!

When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.

You look like you should be on a Wheaties box with this haircut.

Do you know how long I__e waited for you to look at me this way?_ She assumed he was teasing her. __hat are you talking about? You didn__ even like me for most of the time we__e known each other._ He bent his head before turning to go, his voice low and confident in her ear. __r maybe I__ just that good of an undercover agent.

Since you__e obviously in need of something to do, instead of shouting at me through this whole drill, isn__ there some tree you could fell with your bare hands, or a boulder somewhere that needs tossing?

What about you? Girlfriend? Wife? Kids? Perhaps a gaggle of towheaded, extra large boys who already excel at sports and know how to make fire with the ass end of a lightning bug?