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[Lizzie Bennington to a reporter who has asked for her opinion about Jack Archer's celebrated thighs.] __hen you come back from a set down and bring the match to a final set tiebreak and are a point away from winning the match, only to have what looks like an extremely fit player call a time out because of a cramp and then watch that player sit back and casually converse and laugh while you do your best to keep your mental focus and your body moving so you don__ grow cold and cramp yourself, I hardly think you__ concern yourself with his burgeoning manhood, let alone his thighs!

He was working that charm right now on the trainer who kneeled before him and touched his thigh as though it were the thigh of David, Michelangelo__ glorious statue come to life right here on court.

Well, with that filly in my line of vision blushing like a virgin, something in me was bound to stand at attention. And my walking legs were occupied.

So you__l cheat to win, huh?_____l use any means necessary to win.__er breasts ached at the smoky tone in his voice, like he__ reached out and rolled her nipples between his fingertips.

But baby, you started this._ The hand on her hip tugged her closer, her inner thighs brushing against the smooth fabric pulled taut over his long legs.She tugged at the fingers on her hip, wriggling at the same time, desperate to escape. __nd now I__ ending it._____l decide where it ends,_ he said.

Focus. She__ Maddie. Your friend. Would you eyeball Keith or Dane__ butt like that? ~ Zach

You__e like this frosting._ She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip. __retty, momentarily pleasurable, but with no real substance or sustenance.

This kiss was different from the first one under the olive tree. That one had been unplanned, she was pretty sure. This kiss had intention and hunger branded all over it. It was like one of those kisses you read about in fairy tales__ut Alana had never imagined that such a kiss could cause bone-trembling shivers as well as bliss. She__ never considered the downside of the awakening kiss, of how the princess felt when the hero tore through the thorns or scaled the tower and speared heat and sex and life-changing energy into the princess__ world.

Are we going to be stupid?_ she whispered.__efine stupid.___nything that involves either one of us exposing our favorite body parts._ Or their hearts__ want to hear about your favorite body part,_ he said. __n great detail.

Look,_ she said, __pparently you bring out my inner slut. I__ not going to thank you for that.__yatt smiled that sexy smile of his. __ could make you.__he pointed a finger at his nose. And then lowered it so it was pointed at another part of his anatomy entirely. __on__ even think about it.___h, I won__,_ he said silkily. __ut you will.__nd she knew he was right.

Can we have breakfast now? No matter how sweet it is, a man can__ live on pussy alone.

Until that night, she__ categorized multiple orgasms with unicorns, the Holy Grail, and free parking.

Let__ dispense with the preliminary round of __ill we or won__ we_ so we can get down to the when will we.

Naked. Waiting. Go.

My inner Jiminy was screaming at me to stop playing with fire again, but I was a moth drawn to a flaming hot drummer.

He picked the one Cinderella on earth who would smash the glass slipper and cut off a few toes to keep Prince Charming from finding her.

Lift your hips for me, love.

She__ set herself up to fail. On purpose. In the most basic way a woman can. I shaved my bikini line and wore my best underwear.