“My belief is to achieve success in any scheme one has to make oneself master of that scheme, know it inside and out, know every detail.”

“He holds out his hand, and in his palm are two shiny silver balls linked with a thick black thread … Inside me! I gasp, and all the muscles deep in my belly clench. My inner goddess is doing the dance of the seven veils … Oh my … It’s a curious feeling. Once they’re inside me, I can’t really feel them—but then again I know they’re there … Oh my … I may have to keep these. They make me needy, needy for sex.”

“Inside, I'm doing graceful cartwheels in my head, knowing full well that's the only place I can do graceful cartwheels.”

“I see your pain. It's hard knowing that I'm the one that has made you feel this way.”

“I don't know any other way. Anastasia. This is who I am.”

“If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.”

“You love strapping me in, don’t you?” “In any form,” he says, a wicked grin playing on his lips. “You are a pervert.” “I know.” He raises his eyebrows and his grin broadens. “My pervert,” I whisper. “Yes, yours.”