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You ask me what I'm looking for, and I outline you.
you don't recognize the shape, offer other names.
you say my time will come, and I hope.
I asked if I could touch you and kiss you, and ye agreed. Have ye changed yer mind?"
"No." Her heart thundered in her ears. "But ye're moving so fast."
"Sweetheart, I doona count time in millennia like you. I'd like to get started. In this century.
a mystery to make men mad.
You've got to keep an open mind.
I was born curious.
You know what else I find really interesting?"
"What?"
His head lowered until I fellt his nose brush mine, and I tensed. "It's interesting how much I like waking up with my hand on your arse and my leg between yours."
"You were awake!"
He grinned. "Maybe.
Think and let think.-- John Wesley
Tell me, and then again show me, so I can know.
I'm still not certain on the nature of the spork, whether it is a fork and a spoon, or a fork and a knife mixed together, or maybe a fork and a fork on top. Life is full of mysteries yeah man
The answer almost unmanned me.
Dig into it deeper.
Ridges of his thumbprint. He touched me. As I said
Are you smelling me?" After yesterday I suspected that my body was giving him all kinds of information I didn't want him to have.
"Don't tempt me," he murmured.
Hush, self, let me think.
A Kiss," said Mogget sleepily. "Actually, just a breath would do. But you have to start kissing someone sometime, I suppose."
"A breath?" she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed too forward.
I'm trying to think, but nothing happens!
Think, think, think.-- A.a. Milne
Ultimately, I'm not so sure that, as a person, I'm all that interesting.
What do yo think human flesh tastes like?
You see something you like?
I love it when you look at me like that,' he murmured, his fingers kneading into the plump flesh of her cheeks, 'How am I looking at you?' she managed. 'Like you want to eat me alive, but you don't have a spoon.
Let some things remain mysterious.
I'm very open-minded.
Were you thinking about eating me?
Dive deep and make your discovery.
I have to keep testing myself.
Now he was kissing me, not in a scary way, not with hostility, but with warm, seductive intent. In a hayloft, in the barn, in the middle of the night. This scene brought to you by the letters W, T, and F.
I hesitated. Karla once said that men reveal what they think when they look away, and what they feel when they hesitate. With women, she said, it's the other way around.
You watch and see!
Curiouser and curiouser!
You promised me a kiss," she whispered.
"A rash comment in the heat of the moment." His face was so close she could feel electricity snapping between them.
"I think I'm still feeling that heat."
She tilted her hips. He groaned. It was enough. His mouth captured hers.
You see boring. I see brilliant. You see brown hair. I see brown hair with honey highlights. You see normal pale-pink lips. I see bubble gum." "Bubble gum?" She smirked. "That's what you taste like." I nipped her lower lip with my teeth. "Damn bubblegum that never loses its flavor.
My mind is clouded with a doubt.
Should we play Twenty Questions?"
"How would that work in this situation?"
"I could try to guess your preferences."
"My preferences in a kiss?"
I nodded, our faces still very close together.
"My preference is simple - you.
If its deep mystery we would sound;
Are you going to do it?" he asked. "Maybe," I said.
Don't 'maybe' me, baby. It's written all over you. I'd almost be willing to go along, you know. Of all my relations, I like sex the best and Eric the least."
I lit a cigarette, while I considered.
strangely ambivalent about
**** A 2 A.M. CONVERSATION****
"Is this yours?"
"Yes, Papa."
"Do you want to read it?"
Again, "Yes,Papa."
A tired smile.
Metallic eyes, melting.
"Well, we'd better read it, then.
Come, Watson, we must really take a risk and try to investigate this a little more closely.
I JUST TOOK SOME GIRL SCOUT COOKIES OUT OF THE FREEZER."
"Oh, that's okay," Blue said. "As you smelled, we just ate."
"I'll take one," the Gray Man interjected. "If they're Thin Mints.
Yes is too obvious,may be always incubates curiosity
I am not going to guess, at five o'clock in the morning, with my brains frying and sputtering in my head. If you want me to guess, you must ask me to dinner.
I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that I don't know the answer
I watched as he raised his hand to run a finger down my nose to my lips, then traced my mouth.
The feather-light touch made me shiver. "What are you doing?"
"I'm drawing you, so that I'll have you in my fingertips while you are gone.
what we were both looking at.
19 m Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
The question is a curious collection of words.
Color me intrigued, Martin.
though waiting for someone to make a move. "I
And are you trying to tell me you aren't a little bit fascinated by me?
is another possibility.
I can't tell you. I would say that if I did, I would have to kill you, but that wouldn't be polite.
I can give you a definite perhaps.
His eyes were closed, waiting. I tilted my head, slowly taking in every detail of his face.
And suddenly, something remarkable happened, like a switch turned on deep inside my chest. Instead of wanting to make out, to have a summer fling ... I wanted to fall in love.
I don't taste and tell. Don't worry though. I'm very selective
I see something - some conjunction of forms - which dominates all others. There is a sudden recognition that in what I have been looking at there is contained a unique series of rhythms ... A shiver down the spine arrives to prove the validity of such an encounter.
Interesting things happen in the dark ... sometimes.
I'm not really thinking much ... Just sort of, trying to feel.
well hold on a minute!
You used to stir my imagination. Now you don't even stir my curiosity.
I am a firm believer, that without speculation there is no good and original observation.
You're getting your weird all over me.
Wrapped in the scent of her warm, tempting skin? When a human is ... transformed
Are we witnessing a mating?"
"Mm-hmm."
Brilliant.
This is awkward.
Could be worse.
How so?
They could be having sex.
You want to be interesting? Be interested.
Some there be that shadow kiss; Such have but a shadow's bliss.
I'm not much into speculation.
So you love me," said Petra softly when the kiss ended.
I'm a raging mass of hormones thet I'm too young to understand," said Bean. "You're a female of a closely related species. According to all the best primatologists, I really have no choice."
That's nice," she said ...
I am interested in a hundred things, but only slightly.
she was thinking about
Read and find out.
Know what I like about mysteries? They're mysterious.
I'm not that interesting of a person.
And what am I to do?"
"Well, that depends. Do you like the girl?"
"Like her? I don't know. How do you know if ... ?"
"It's very simple. Do you look at her furtively and feel like biting her?"
"Biting her?"
"On her backside, for example.
I have two. You'll answer them, and then we'll be all done with this subject.' 'Hardly, but go ahead.' Somewhere between being angry with me, then trying to seduce me, he settled on being amused. I would rather the anger.
Question 6 asks you
I'm weary of conjectures.
A sensation, hidden in the depths of my emotional memory, was suddenly revived: what if ... What if for me The Variation is not dead? If The Variation is alive?!
Do you want me to answer that?
A prolonged silence ensues. The reason for the silence is our growing interest one for the other. No one is aware of it, no one yet; no one? am I quite sure?
I don't know what to think until I see what I've said.
I say, let's learn more and then speculate.
A hand in mine.. hot. Breath on my neck ... sweet. The feel of lips on my own ... forbidden.
I'm ever curious about the world.
Everybody is interesting when they are interested in something.
If you think I haven't been fantasising about your mouth around my cock, then you're crazy
Oskar's lips are only a few inches away. "But I'm not scared of you."
The corner of his mouth curves up, and then he brushes his lips over mine. They're cool and soft and it's over way too soon. We stare at each other. "Can I do that again?" he whispers ...
thought a little, and suddenly laughed a
Special kinda warm,
My opinion has changed."
"About what?" I asked, as my lips teased his.
"About the ocean and the moon ... they both crave each other," he spoke, breathing out one last breath as he took control of my lips.
turned to me, told me I should do the
I am intrigued. I am fearless.
Gentlemen, I am tormented by questions; answer them for me.
My mind is reeling.
When do we start?"
"Give me a minute to change from vanilla guy to kinky guy.
Nissa stirred as she felt the soft brush of something -- lips - tease against her neck. With her eyes closed, she smiled. Thomas' spicy, masculine scent was unmistakable. "What are you doing?" she murmured.
"If you have to ask, I must be doing it wrong.
I didn't think; I experimented.
Some of you may think I'm a freak. While others may think I'm intriguing. Hot, some might say
I squinted at the cue ball, then at the triangle of balls farther down the table.
"You're a tiny bit off," I said.
I felt him smile. "How much you want to bet?"
"Five dollars."
I felt him give a soft shake of his head.
"Your jacket."
"You want my jacket?"
"I want it off.
Remember how when we were little?" I whisper. "You'd chase me around before midnight."
"You always ran out of breath."
"I wanted you to catch me."
"I thought so."
"Catch me," I whisper.
"I already have," he murmurs.