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“Language is the dress of thought.”
― Samuel Johnson

“When we were arguing on my twenty-fourth birthday, she left the kitchen, came back with a pistol, and fired it at me five times from right across the table. But she missed. It wasn't my life she was after. It was more. She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother.”
― Denis Johnson, Jesus鈥� Son

“I know not why any one but a schoolboy in his declamation should whine over the Commonwealth of Rome, which grew great only by the misery of the rest of mankind. The Romans, like others, as soon as they grew rich, grew corrupt; and in their corruption sold the lives and freedoms of themselves, and of one another.”
― Samuel Johnson

“I don鈥檛 think one stalker is allowed to call another stalker a stalker.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Dove tried to take her mind away from his man meat, but it was like her brain was paralyzed by dick osmosis. Johnson鈥檚 feet were big, which meant鈥�
He has a monster cock.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“He apologized profusely. 鈥淚 knew that frog position was too freaky. I鈥檓 sorry.鈥�
鈥淚t鈥檚 not that, Johnson. Did you notice that like every third thrust I was like a virgin? That was my asshole.鈥� Dove put a hand on his shoulder.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Dove held out a hand to Johnson, and he took it鈥攏ot because they were fleeing a fire and not because she was holding a million dollars. He took her hand to wrap his fingers around hers.

His long, long fingers.

Her knees went a little watery. Johnson placed a hand on her lower back to steady her. Her ass went a little watery. The trip up her stairs took longer than Ulysses on his epic journey. Johnson took the keys from her hand and opened her door.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Do me a favor, Ro,鈥� Day said calmly.

鈥淲hat鈥檚 that?鈥� Ronowski peeked around Johnson again.

鈥淛ohnson won鈥檛 be with you all the time. Remind me to kick your ass later,鈥� Day said.

Ronowski came to stand in front of Day, looked at his watch and smirked. 鈥淪ure, what time works for you?鈥�

Day looked at his watch too. 鈥淯hhh, let鈥檚 see. How鈥檚 five thirty, is that good?鈥�

鈥淚 just remembered I鈥檓 busy at five thirty.鈥�

鈥淪o what time can you be there?鈥�

鈥淚 can do five thirty-five.鈥�

鈥淒amn, that鈥檚 cutting it close. I might be a little late, but wait on my ass whippin鈥�.鈥�

鈥淲ill you dumb asses shut up? Lord help us鈥hey鈥檝e bonded.鈥� The captain tried to suppress his laugh. 鈥淕od, how the hell do you put up with Day鈥檚 mouth?鈥�

鈥淚 got something that鈥檒l make him shut him up,鈥� God said in a deep voice.

Everyone groaned and scrunched their faces up in disgust.

鈥淲e don鈥檛 want to hear that shit, God. Ugh,鈥� the captain said while pouring his cup of coffee.

God looked at Day and saw he wasn鈥檛 the slightest bit fazed and if he knew his lover鈥攚hich he most certainly did鈥擠ay would not let him get the last word.

鈥淚t鈥檚 all a mind game that I play with God. He thinks he鈥檚 shutting me up鈥ut when he鈥檚 finished with my mouth鈥 start talking again.鈥� Day winked.

鈥淚鈥檓 leaving. I should write your asses up for inappropriate conduct in front of a superior.鈥� The captain hauled ass out of the room.

Johnson and Ronowski were shaking their heads too and telling Day 鈥渉e sure knew how to clear a room.鈥�

鈥淚 got to get back across town,鈥� Johnson said and bent down and whispered something in Ronowski鈥檚 ear that made the man turn red.

God tried to pull Day away but he refused to budge. When Johnson said good-bye to them and left out the room, Day mock whispered to Ronowski. 鈥淚 told you. One good pounding is all you鈥斺€�

鈥淔or fucks sake, Leo,鈥� Ronowski groaned, grabbing his soda hightailing it out of there before Day could finish his sentence.”
― A. E. Via

“Oh God. We鈥檙e talking about me being naked, in the shower with cooter cream. Please world, end. Kill me.

鈥淚 know it鈥檚 not soap. I just鈥� if it鈥檚 scented鈥� I can鈥檛 do scented. Flowers and stuff like that. Fruit-flavored soaps make鈥� things鈥� burnish.鈥� She could tell from the peeks at his face Mr. Fitzwell had never stepped foot in bath and lotion store, wanting to try the array of fun fragrances. Nor had he purchased Peppermint Candy shower gel, foamed up his nether regions, and felt like he had dipped them in lava. Dove crossed and uncrossed her legs at the memory.

Mr. Fitzwell seemed concerned. 鈥淥kay, just a heads-up. It鈥檚 definitely not good to put any fruits or plant life near your genitals.鈥� He made a V with his hands and formed his own pretend vagina in front of his pants.

Dove covered her eyes and tried to defend herself because now she could hear the sickly older woman beating her supporters with a purse.

Dove鈥檚 mumbling got louder with her embarrassment. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 put weird things down鈥� there. Just make sure that the cream鈥檚 vagina-scented. Just plain. For vaginas.鈥� She kept her eyes on the counter.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“God came up and kissed Day on his forehead. When Day looked over at Johnson, who was still slowly sipping his soda, the guy did look lonely as hell. Before Day could say something kind, his other headache strolled in.

鈥淥h hell. What the fuck is going on in here? This must be the officer鈥檚 gay alliance club meeting.鈥�

Day blew an exasperated breath. 鈥淎nd now that you鈥檙e here, Ronowski, all members are present and we can begin.鈥�

Day smiled as God and Johnson practically spit their drinks out laughing.

Ronowski fumed. 鈥淒ay, you鈥檙e going to stop calling me gay! I have never been gay! I will never be gay, and I don鈥檛 like anyone that is gay! So stop saying that before people start believing your bullshit!鈥�

Day clapped his hands together once. 鈥淥kay everyone those are the notes from last week鈥檚 meeting, now on to new business.鈥� Day leveled Ronowski with a stern glare. 鈥淩onowski, you are gay, man. You鈥檙e tightly closeted. But you are indeed gay, ultra-gay. You鈥檙e fuckin鈥� Marvin Gay. You crash landed on Earth when your gay planet exploded.鈥� Day moved away from God and stood in front of an openmouthed Ronowski. 鈥淐ome out of the closet already. It鈥檚 so bright and wonderful out here. Dude, I鈥檝e seen Brokeback Mountain too, don鈥檛 believe that bullshit. No one cares who you fuck鈥a know鈥ike you tell me every. Single. Day. Of. My. Life,鈥� Day said exaggeratedly.

He stepped in so close to Ronowski that he could smell the body wash he used.

鈥淟et a man bang your back out one time.鈥� Day leaned in to the man鈥檚 ear and felt Ronowski鈥檚 body give a fierce shutter. 鈥淚 mean pound your ass so hard that you can鈥檛 walk straight for a week, and I guarantee you, you鈥檒l want to march in the next gay pride parade, wearing nothing but a glitter jockstrap and a fuckin鈥� hot-pink feather boa.鈥� Day stepped back and saw the beads of sweat that had popped up on Ronowski鈥檚 forehead. Satisfied he鈥檇 proven his point he refilled his coffee and left the break room.”
― A.E. Via

“Kisses that danced with smiles tasted amazing.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“So are you going to tell me why Ronowski pulled you into the break room when we got back today?鈥� God asked watching Day closely.

Day shook his head at him, smiling wickedly. 鈥淚t was about sex.鈥�

鈥淣o fucking way. He came to you about sex?鈥� God said, not hiding his shock.

鈥淲ho else is he going to ask鈥is priest?鈥� Day said and quickly dodged the piece of garlic bread God threw at his head.

鈥淒o I want to know?鈥� God said.

鈥淚t wasn鈥檛 too bad. He wanted to know the best way to pleasure Johnson.鈥� Day laughed when God balled up his face and made a gagging sound.

鈥淭here intimacy has been pretty one-sided from what I could understand. Ro was still pretty shy about telling me stuff, so I was mostly guessing.鈥� Day wiped his mouth with his napkin before continuing. 鈥淏eing the stud that I am鈥 gave the kid a few pointers.鈥�

鈥淪tud, huh?鈥� God smiled.

鈥淵eah. I don鈥檛 mind taking the little tike under my homosexual wing and showing him how to fly.鈥� Day grinned.

鈥淵ou鈥檙e twisted. And isn鈥檛 Ro like the same age as you,鈥� God said.

Day blew an exasperated breath. 鈥淩egardless of age, Cash. I have more experience. Way more. Way, way, way more experience with fucking men than anyone I鈥斺€�

鈥淚 fucking got it, Leo.鈥� God scowled at him.

Day laughed hysterically. 鈥淚 told him all about how I make you scream my name every night.鈥� Day chuckled and bolted up from his chair when God took off after him. Day ran back into the kitchen, jumping and gliding across the kitchen island on his hip and racing into the den. God was hot on his heels.

鈥淚鈥檒l catch you, you quick little bastard. And when I do, I鈥檓 going to show you just how loud I can make you scream,鈥� God said in his sexy rough-hewn voice.

鈥淥h fuck.鈥�

Day was laughing so hard he could barely just keep out of God鈥檚 grip. He dodged him in the living room, leaping over the coffee table heading fast toward the stairs when he was caught around his waist with a strong arm and dragged back down the two steps he鈥檇 cleared.”
― A. E. Via

“You are governed by incompetents.”
― Steven Magee

“That鈥檚 sweet. Nice of you.鈥� Johnson put his hands in his pockets. Dove couldn鈥檛 help but wonder if he was massaging a sore bag of testicles. Dove looked around, and Johnson shuffled his feet. It seemed neither knew what to say, but she hoped neither wanted to part ways either.

Johnson鈥檚 default was always medical.

鈥淗ow鈥檚 your infection?鈥�

Die. Die. Kill me.

鈥淚t鈥檚鈥� cleared up鈥� nicely.鈥� Dove twisted her hand into her hair.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“No, I was just thinking how much I like hearing you talk about numbers. It鈥檚 soothing.鈥� Dove was tempted to lean her head back in a friendly way and clamp on his cock like a toothless, sucking pit bull.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Dove sat between his legs for a few more seconds, trying to come up with any feasible reason she could stay there.
I want to sniff his balls. Just once.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“It couldn鈥檛 be good to want something this bad. Want someone this bad. I鈥檓 just me. Oh God. I鈥檓 me, and he鈥檚 him.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“He shrugged and laughed a little. 鈥淚t was a stupid idea. Who takes a girl to a funeral as their first date?鈥�

Dove fought through her gown so she could find his hand and hold it. She wanted to lick it, too, but restrained herself. 鈥淵ou do. It would be my honor to go to this old fart鈥檚 funeral with you. Except pretend I said that like a person with a heart.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Me, too.鈥� Dove looked at him and smiled.

Johnson missed his mouth when he went for a sip of wine, so Dove passed him her napkin. He began to blush, stammering, 鈥淪orry, your smile made me forget where my intake orifice was.鈥�

All my orifices know where you are鈥攅specially the ones that grow hair.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Your nipples are like Novocain.鈥�

鈥淵ou鈥檙e at a distinct advantage because I have no idea what controlled substance your nipples are like.鈥� He ran his tongue across his top teeth.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“A put together Johnson made her vagina purr. Sloppy Johnson made it roar.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“Johnson leaned down and added his lips to her hopeful little pile of human tissue and transformed her mouth into a moaning, begging megaphone for her vagina.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“I want to knit each of your sperm a little jacket so they never get cold. I need a repeat of our night together. I want you to check out my prescriptions to make sure there are no conflicts. You. I want you.鈥� Dove lifted her hand very slowly to Johnson鈥檚 face. It seemed sexy and sweet, but really she just wanted to make sure she didn鈥檛 poke him in the goddamned eye.

Johnson looked as if she鈥檇 spoken a hundred languages at once. But then his expression transformed. She could tell he understood that she wanted to be with him all the time.

鈥淒ove, me? Really? Duke鈥檚 got the hugest arms.鈥� Johnson held open his arms for her.

Dove jumped into them and snuggled the love of her life鈥攁nd vagina鈥攕o hard he gasped. 鈥淵es, but you have the longest fingers.鈥�

Johnson pressed her back against the half-wall and braced his arms on either side of her waist. Dove gasped as the thrill of being so close to the edge of the roof ran through her. He ignored the drop and watched her eyes.

鈥淢ay I kiss you, Dove Glitch?鈥� His lips were inches from hers.

鈥淎nytime you want.鈥� She waited as he brought to her lips the kiss that ended her story as an unlovable outcast and started a new one as a lovable outcast.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“That鈥檚 cool, Leo.鈥� Johnson was damn near standing on top of him as he spoke, but he鈥檇 be damned if he was going to back up.

鈥淪o just talking would be nice鈥ould you like to come over to my place tonight for a glass of wine?鈥�

鈥淣ot even if Jesus was pouring it,鈥� Day responded quickly. He heard God let out a loud laugh and it made him turn up the corner of his mouth at the sound of it. God rarely laughed鈥攈ell the man rarely smiled鈥攂ut somehow, Day could make him do both.”
― A. E. Via

“Fuck you. I know Day is just showing off for you.鈥� Johnson turned back to look at Day. 鈥淚鈥檒l be sure to catch you when you鈥檙e alone.鈥�

鈥淚鈥檒l be sure to have my rape whistle,鈥� Day retorted”
― A. E. Via

“Day鈥檚 thoughts were interrupted when Detective Johnson strolled into the conference room and announced proudly, 鈥淒etective Day, you are going to love me, handsome.鈥�

鈥淥h yeah, you finally got me that date with Channing Tatum?鈥� Day quipped.

Day heard God huff with annoyance, not bothering to turn around and face them.”
― A. E. Via