Nothing in my beliefs tells me to let my relationship with the divine interfere with romantic love, the friction of sects never getting in the way of the friction of sex.

Beyond these moments, she could hardly count the fumbling ministrations of boys in high school who, even to her senior prom, never went beyond sticky pleasantries. With one exception, it was just a sort of half-clothed handshake for bragging rights, none hers.

Lovers are not meant to be trusted, as our bodies are lying to our brains via rushes of hormones. Once these are more settled, our brains return the favor, assuring the body it is comfortable and wouldn't rather sow wilder seeds and plow more fields.

We will be old and gray before ten Maine minutes go by. Mainers invented tantric sex when they had a quickie.

Making love, sensing how he felt about her in the high tide of passion, seeing herself through his eyes, brought her to an ecstasy beyond words.

There is little worse than when the person to whom you want to apologize is having great sex in your room.

Aw, so he used you as a penis cozy and then left? Guys are pigs.

Sex is usually cleaner than a blood sacrifice.

Private moments held not a candle to coitus, not even the expensive kind of candle that made the whole room smell of far off seasons.