time traveler's wife

[verbicide]

The problem with a really great book is that I now never want to read anything else ever again.

I think my favorite passage from a book ever will now be the following:


"Imagine yourself as open; empty. Someone's come along and taken out all your innards, and left only nerve endings." I've got the tip of my index finger on her clit.
"Poor little Claire. No innards."
"Ah, but it's a good thing, you see, because there's all this extra room in there. Think of all the stuff you could put inside you if you didn't have all those silly kidneys and stomachs and pancreases and what not."
"Like what?" She's very wet. I remove my hand and carefully rip open the condom packet with my teeth, a maneuver I haven't performed in years.
"Kangaroos. Toaster ovens. Penises."
Clare takes the condom from me with fascinated distaste. She's lying on her back and she unfurls it and sniffs it. "Ugh. Must we?"

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[rolypolypony.livejournal.com]

See, it's not that I never want to read another book again, it's that I now insist on reading that one like every two months!

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

I may have to do that,too. Because: *loves*