Sometimes I wonder if I met everyone in my life in the wrong order.
Holding your stomach in when your clothes are off is not fuckable. Slapping your ample behind and inviting him to ride the wobble is.
First the fact that the only items on open display seem to be tampons, breast pumps, and douches, making one feel as a female more soiled and wretched than even two thousand years of Catholic catechism could do.
Time is limited and some opportunities never repeat themselves.
Don’t ever turn down pleasure because you were afraid of what other people might say.
Male egos require constant stroking. Every task is an achievement, every success epic. That is why women cook, but men are chefs: we make cheese on toast, they produce pain de fromage.
Hold on tightly – let go lightly.