“He’s winning.Something stirs inside me. That means I’m losing.I hate losing.The game isn’t over until you’re dead.”

“I look over the back of the chair to make sure he’s still asleep. He is. And he still has an erection. I can’t stay in the room with him like that all night. I’m liable to give myself finger cramps from playing with myself.”

“It was nothing like the spy films with exotic locations, heart-stopping danger, and smokin’ agents with telling scars.”

“Most of our trainers said it was up to our discretion, and that we never had to use sex unless we felt it was necessary. Wink, wink. They also said that we should do whatever it takes to get the job done.”

“I’m so tired of pretending like my life isn’t perfect and bitchin’ and just winning every second, I’m not perfect, and bitching and just delivering the goods at every fucking turn. Because look what I’m dealing with, man — I’m dealing with fools and trolls. I’m dealing with soft targets.”

“I love him. He’s not just a star, he’s the whole fucking sky to me.”

“She reaches up and ties the strip of black cloth so that it covers my dead eye.“Now, go Arrghh.“Arrghh.She nods.“There. You’re a pirate.”