A Quote by Sabine Baring-Gould
The whole of society is like a cabbage-stalk covered with caterpillars, and none is satisfied till it has crawled to the top.
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She crawled on top of him, naked and warm and soft, smelling like a miracle that had saved him from a lifetime of aloneness.
The sun rose like a stripper, keeping its glory well covered by cloud till it seemed there'd be no show at all.
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Burn, baby, burn,” she muttered in a hard, satisfied voice. I cleared my throat. “As much as I hate to interrupt the supreme satisfaction you’re taking in watching the mansion blaze to the ground, I’d really like to get out of here before the whole house collapses on top of us.
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