Quote by Joyce Carol Oates

“I thank her for starting that rumor in my brain that I was lovable. I thank her for her one-woman cult of blood, cum,…

— Lynn Breedlove

“She was warm and silky. Delicious, really. I wanted to take her like a drug. All at once, in one gulp. I wanted to…

— L.J. Shen

“The tiniest bead of sweat had formed at her hairline and the swell of her bust rose and fell rapidly, teasingly. A glimpse of…

— Christina Boyd

“But despite the gloss and sparkle of the job (champagne breakfasts, gift bags from Bergdorf's) the hours were long and there was a hollowness…

— Donna Tartt

“She was all cotton candy and pink champagne --- legs that stretched out for five or six miles, and one of those laughs that…

— Linda Bloodworth-Thomason

“I was in love with a beautiful blond once. She drove me to drink. That's the one thing I'm indebted to her for.”

— W. C. Fields

“When I look at Mari now, it’s like I see her in layers—the burning blonde with the ribbon over her mouth, the princess tearing…

— Erica Cameron

“She wept for her hardheadedness, and for a world that couldn't just let her be both, a woman in love and a woman with…

— Sandhya Menon

“You are very cross tonight, Hart. Perhaps the lady disappointed you." Hart stared at her over the glass he'd started to raise. "What lady?"…

— Jennifer Ashley

“Uncorsetted, her friendly bust Gives promise of pneumatic bliss.”

— T.S. Eliot

“I remembered letting a cozy little blonde talk me into another champagne cocktail. I remembered the blonde but not the cocktail.”

— Arthur Wallace

“After a half an hour of inaneness, the chairwoman of the event, Linda Whaley, came to steal Sam, leaving Taylor cruising the room by…

— J.T. Ellison