We meet every Wednesday at five.
No way that you're going to nag or whine.
My ring is gone.
No, that bitch will never know.
Tonight, you're mine.
We're going to make things.
Your legs will part and make way.
Sacrifice ourselves to the gods and feel the lightning through our souls.
Baby, now you ought to know that we are not a thing.
Why can't we just have some fun?
Every time I'm with you, darling, I feel like I'm free.
Would you ruin that?
Shit now it's what I've got to do just to save my life.
You won't leave well enough alone. Now it's window killing.
Drag you across the floor as you beg and cry and scream.
Across the sill and then I just hear Aaaaaaaaaaaah!
A lovely body resting on a sunny day.
Barely a sign in her eyes.
Her silence stunning. Nothing more to say tonight.
It's all because of what you wrought.