A woman’s lust is addictive, " he murmured, marveling at the wetness coating his fingers as he stroked her. She trembled and her breath hitched in response. "It inspires a man to touch and to taste.

Try this:Wake up and say thank you to the universe for all the good things you have in your life. Appreciate.

Solve this, pink-haired lady.

The moon was sewn into the sky that night

Wisdom in groups is earned by gathering useful data, exploring diverse perspectives, respecting different viewpoints, and then shaped through critical reflection on behalf of tangible outcomes.

I don't mind praying to the Eternal Father, but I must be the only man in the country afflicted with an eternal mother.

A night journey is essentially a thing of possibilities.

The only certainties that don't break down are those acquired in prayer.

Philosophical questions and modes of thought just seem natural to me. They mesh with the way my mind works.

I think I was just too young to even understand what was going on. When I was still living in South Africa, there was still so much racial tension.

Whether we like it or not we are consideably bound to Europe.