When you hold a child to your breast to nurse the curve of the little head echoes exactly the curve of the breast it suckles as though this new person truly mirrors the flesh from which it sprang.
Diana Gabaldon
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I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I dinna understand myself.
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A hedgehog And just how does a hedgehog make love he demanded.
No I thought. I wont. I will not. But I did. Very carefully I replied giggling helplessly. So now we know just how old that one is I thought.
- Diana Gabaldon