My Boyfriend Was Insanely Sexy,

You're Strong—you're So, So Strong. It's Why I Love You.

You Got Some Cheap Foreign Labor To Protect Lissa?

I Had A Standing Arrangement With God: I'd Agree To Believe In Him—barely—so Long As He Let Me Sleep In On Sundays.

Sometimes You Wake Up From A Dream. Sometimes You Wake Up In A Dream. And Sometimes, Every Once In A While, You Wake Up In Someone Else's Dream.

You…you Got Rid Of That Dress Fast," I Pointed Out Between Heavy Breaths. "i Thought You Liked It." "i Do Like It," He Said. His Breathing Was As Heavy As Mine. "i Love It." And Then He Took Me To The Bed.