“Your problem is that you are looking for the perfect way to make love. There is no such thing. Lust, like food, or any other appetite, has a desire for variety built in. Having the same sex repeatedly, no matter how good, would become boring.”
“You assume that one would need sex after discovering the perfect act. I believe that once achieving it, I would be sated, and remain abstinent after that. That’s one way it differs from food.”
He had surgery to sever the nerves to his facial muscles to give himself a perfect poker face.
They insisted on going to war on their own, even if it meant leaving the confederation, even though without the confederation’s backing they would be defeated and most likely wiped out. The faction members of the confederation assembly hosted a large party in the capital on the eve of the war.
Let’s hold hands and both jump in this well.
Oh I didn’t really jump? Sorry about that. Okay I’m letting go now.
We were working on using impurity-driven defects in crystal growth to produce lenses which bent light in a way that made robotic vision easier. We didn’t understand how it made vision easier, and the robotics team wouldn’t tell us. They just reviewed our results and gave us new requirements.
Every night the small imp would creep from the dark wicker basket deep in the hold to paint the crew with jaundice. The ship’s doctor directed them to port after port looking for the ingredients to reconstruct a stimulant he thought would be a cure.
Were these terrorist appeasements dressed up as ultralight sabotage, or the reverse? It was impossible to tell, but his bosses were expecting a definitive report.
In their prestorm cuddling, they marveled each other that the gale was to the breeze as God’s full power was to anything they could comprehend.
He grew furious because my interest in our latest business, a yarn shop, was interfering with the bankruptcy fraud which he had by now almost perfected. He said I was only interested in the women who came to shop there, and he wasn’t entirely wrong.
Is it more childish that he destroys the spring rolls every time I order them, or that I order them anyway knowing full well that he will destroy them?
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