“Drazen’s lips were more than lips; they were the physical memory of myself before I shut out sex to pursue music.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“He kissed me at the base of my neck. His lips were full and soft, more than lips; they were the physical manifestation of every taste of longing, every tingle of desire, every scorch of ambition.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
