Some men know that a light touch of the tongue running from a woman's toes to her ears lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between given often enough and sincerely enough would add immeasurably to world peace.
Crabbed and obscure definitions are of no use beyond a narrow circle of students of whom probably every one has a pet one of his own.
I have more in common with a three-toed sloth or a one-eyed pterodactyl or...
I walk every day with my dogs and force myself to run a bit but I hate...
I miss my horse. He's in Los Angeles.
