Mfm Quotes

Accept Your Own. Be Yourself.

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A three-way?” Garrett asked. “You’re kidding, right?” “Ménage à trois,” Jack said. “Don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it.” Britt turned to face them, her hand still on the doorknob. This conversation was starting to get interesting. The two men faced off like snorting bulls, ignoring her. “We do her one at a time,” Garrett said, “and I get her first. When the hell did you do a three-way?” He raised two fingers. “Follow-up question—two girls or two guys?” Jack raised one finger. “College. Duh.” Another finger. “Two girls. It was awesome.” “Well, I’m not doing a two-guy three-way,” Garrett said. “No way.” Britt spoke up. “Afraid it’ll turn you on?” “The hell kinda question is that?” Garrett said. “I’m a hundred percent straight.” “Because you didn’t seem like a guy who’s insecure about his sexuality,” she said. “You know, when we met at the club.” “Do not try to play me with that ‘insecure’ crap,” Garrett said.

Was it possible to be in love with two people at the same time? It wasn’t something I’d ever considered before. My Barbie never married Ken and G.I. Joe, the idea had never crossed my mind.

The moon to me has always been a guiding force. Just sitting there so quietly and peacefully, glowing and hanging low in the sky with it’s brilliant elegance. It settled my nerves and waves of calm flowed over me while I drank it in. Sometimes I wondered if I too was like the ocean, my tides being constantly pulled by lunar forces.

I looked up into the sky and above me, the moon hung in it low, like a giant and shining light guiding me. There were very few clouds that night, and stars dotted the space above me. I felt like I was in a limbo between two heavens. The sparkling blackness that sat above me, and the shining blue sea at my feet.

The chemistry between these three is phenomenal. — Christine Reese

I recommend this series to anyone. — tammy jones

Indescribable. Raunchy and Unforgettable. — Margaret Smith

Outstanding romance! — JoAnna

Scarlett has another hit series on her hands. — Donna

I didn’t want to die but would accept death if it came.

more frightened. “Why did

What can I offer you? Coffee, fresh juice? Something harder?” His grin is unmistakable and utterly distracting and I wish he would just stop flirting with me and take this conversation seriously. “I’ll have a cappuccino, please,” I say, turning to the petite woman who nods and walks away.

Spicy, I can do that,” I reply nonchalantly while moving to the back of the large room. “Like Tuscan garlic chicken on a bed of fettuccine? Or a zesty crescent casserole with Italian sausage instead of ground beef? He walks closer, his every step measured, careful. “Like something decadently rich and flavorful. Sinful.

On your knees, beautiful,” Giovanni says and I don’t need to be asked twice as I lift myself off the comfortable bed and get on my knees in front of them. “You know what to do.

Amber’s body quaked as Slade’s hand slid inside her damp underwear. His fingers lightly brushed her trim pubic mound before falling