Just one Line.

“I’m thinking of becoming a kept woman,” said Anjali, as calmly as if she’d been commenting on the quality of the café’s coffee.

Or perhaps:

On this occasion, that person was me, and the words I happened to be saying were “…no thanks, I wouldn’t do her with a rented dick.”
 
"Hey, I'm restoring a classic. I don't want your fancy "new" anything. Cars today, can't put your hands in them. They're like an expensive wom—" Jackson froze and stared at the curious eyes staring at him. She was a lovely thing, small body, huge tits, with guileless eyes watching him closely. "Yo, you didn't say you were bringing a girlfriend."
 
Well, Meathead had been dumb enough to promise her, early on, that he would never come in her mouth.
 
"Life isn't all sunshine and roses, but it isn't all thunderstorms and thorns either."
 
"Yeah, I know," Roxie said. "You'd think I was the one with the pants in our relationship. But it turns out he's the one with the balls."
 
"Seriously, Anne Jackson?!? Her legs are harder to close than the JonBenet Ramsey case!"
 
It sounded lame, but it was hard to think straight when your topless mother was playing with your dick.

The above is an example of the many times over the years I've written a line, then sat back and wondered if there's something seriously wrong with me.:eek:
 
“Oh yeah right, hey Mom, I just fucked Carol down at the strip club she works at.”
 
"I can balance my bird on my tits. Do you think there's a kink community out there for that?"
 
“Once you’ve cum I’ll play the victory fanfare from Final Fantasy VII,” she grinned.
 
Claudia thrust the wand back up against Kirsten’s pussy, causing the young blonde to jump against her bonds and squeal in delight.
 
“Hey,” added Brenda, “this group already has girl-on-girl, so guy-on-guy’s only fair. Equal rights mean equal sights.”
 
"Now I’ll see if all those people who cursed me to hell are going to get their wish."
 
"The summer after high school graduation, before the Army came and got me, I decided to hitchhike across the country."

Comshaw
 
So it's a paragraph.

The maitre d’ at Mario’s followed me across the restaurant. I ignored her. Who pays attention to the hostess anyway? I searched the dimly-lit rooms for Mom, and she wasn’t hard to find. She was the woman in the pearl-colored dress. She pushed back from the table and away from the guy the size of a Volkswagen—you know, the old ones. No wonder she thought Uber might not help.
 
from "The Two Davids"

The true good times are when, despite the darkness all around, you realize you have each other, and that's more than enough light to illuminate you both.
 
From Infernal Fornications

Spectacular frisson results when two intellect-driven individuals indulge in carnal amusements.
 
She was pretty sure that Ethan would lie for her if she just beat Jon senseless with her laptop, but not too confident that attorney-client privilege would prevent Lewis from talking to the cops.
 
“Mark, I swear to God if you don’t open this door and give me what I came here for, I’m going to shove that money down your throat just so I can take it out of your ass!”
 
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