I didn't even breathe.
Keep on going and the chances are you will stumble on something, perhaps when you are least expecting it. I have never heard of anyone stumbling on something sitting down.
Each individual woman's body demands to be accepted on its own terms.
There is an applause superior to that of the multitudes: one's own.
I was pushed roughly but dispassionately onto my stomach and something went twice around my wrists and then tightened up as well, feeling like baling wire and biting cruelly.
The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues.
My home is not a place, it is people.