"What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?"
"He was half again my size, but when we embraced, I felt like I was holding him up, and it was all I could do to remain standing. He buried his face in my hair, his body shaking against me with the spasmodic rhythm of unrestrained sobs. It was almost more than I could bear gracefully."
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Source: Rachel Vincent (2010). “Stray”, p.550, MIRA
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