“ On a wing and a prayer. (After being asked how the angels make love in Milton's Paradise Lost). ”
The Angel of Death is always a young person, or a group of young people, you'll begin seeing them left and right soon.
~ Benjamin R. Smith
Madness doesn’t get off wearing gloves. It needs to feel skin on skin, smell the blood and shit as it brings itself off.
Writing Vampire Erotica is like writing sex scenes for porcupines.
Several things ran through my head as I watched this silent ballet: First, I was running low on pears, my favorite morning fruit. Second, I, as a woman, am much smarter than men, I having displayed foresight this male apparently lacked in regards to trash day. And finally, I desperately needed to see more of this man in his boxers.