“I don’t agree. The morning fog makes the graveyard beautiful, soft and sad as a voice humming a lullaby, but I don’t tell her what I think. She’d call me a weirdo.”
“It’s almost as if all the sleazy men in this country attended the same seminar, where they learned that all American women go to Italy to sleep with them. The teacher at the seminar told them, “You don’t need to learn English to seduce an American woman, you only need to learn one word: ‘bella.’ If you say it, their belts will snap and pants fall from their hips.If I ever find that seminar teacher, I’m going to kick him in the shin.”
“A small smile plays across his full lips. Straightening his posture, Andras unbuttons his shirt.I stuff a large chunk of bread in my mouth and battle to chew.Andras shrugs off his white-collared shirt to reveal his smooth, tan unblemished skin. His muscular arms and stomach have very little hair. The only hair trails from his bellybutton down to his… The bread is paste in my mouth, as I swallow.”
“I’m tied up, gagged and about to be bludgeoned to death by a lawn ornament. Jeez, that’s depressing.”
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