“
That’s how babies are made!”
I reeled back and knocked over a chair. “Aunt M!”
“Sex kills!”
“M, seriously.” Mom walked into the kitchen and rolled her eyes.
My aunt patted her belly. “It killed my waistline.
”
― Drop Dead Demons
― Drop Dead Demons
“
Mystique saturates, gluts the air,
Adventure’s even more than rare,
Excitement’s everywhere to share,
And Novelty’s beyond compare.
”
― HOT STUFF: Celebrating Summer's Simmer and Sizzle
― HOT STUFF: Celebrating Summer's Simmer and Sizzle
