She Couldn’t Very Well Let

My Weaknesses Are Women In High Heels, Freedom Under Siege, And Ebay. (steele)

No Offense, But I’m Getting Stir-crazy. Can We Please Go Downstairs And Hang In The Bar Or Do Anything That Keeps Me From Sitting Here Bored Out Of My Mind While The Three Of You Watch Me Grow Eyebrow Hair? I Mean Really, I Am Fine. I’m Not Going To Spontaneously Combust Or Do Anything Else Freaky. Promise. (tory)

Hmmm, I Bet You’d Be Really Cute With Hornays. Not That You’re Not Cute Right Now, But You’re A Bit Young. You’re Only What? Four In Human Years? Oh Wait, That’s Wrong, Isn’t It? You Ninety? (simi)

I Love Him. (artemis) How Can You Say That? You Don’t Even Understand What Love Means. Love Isn’t Being Ashamed To Be Seen With The One You Care About. It Isn’t About Punishment Or Hurt. Love Is What Gives You The Strength You Need To Face Anything No Matter How Brutal Or Frightening. It’s What Allowed Ash To Be Beaten Rather Than Tell His Father About You. It’s What Allowed Him To Be Gutted On The Floor At Your Feet Rather Than Publicly Shame You. And You Spat On Him For That Love And Tore Him Apart. For A Goddess, You’re Pathetic. (tory)

Well, I Should Like A Plan That Doesn’t Result In The Death Of My Heir. (eli) Would A Good Maiming Be Considered Over-the-top? (varyk)