“I could never see his face, didn't know his name but I remembered how he smelled, what every touch of his hands felt like all over my body, how his lips tasted... whoa! Nympho alert!!” — C.L. Foster Copy Share Image
“I wanted to write some words you'd remember. Words so alert they'd leap from the paper, crawl up your shoulder, lie by your ears,… — C.L. Foster Copy Share
“How am I friends with them? Oh yeah, just smooshed together through life, and ended up sticking together. I guess I am stuck with… — C.L. Foster Copy Share
“Her violet-rimmed-grey eyes began to plead when she realized she had my full attention. "I want to see some lights, food, men! Let's get… — C.L. Foster Copy Share
“I could never see his face, didn't know his name but I remembered how he smelled, what every touch of his hands felt like… — C.L. Foster Copy Share
