“Nancy pursed her lips. "Men are stupid." "Agreed!”
“And although we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid.”
“Mrs. Banks: [singing] Though we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid. ”
“I suspect Father Morrell's preference for food and merriment is much related to the size of his girth," Edythe murmured through her pursed lips. Silence followed.”
“He wrapped his lips around her finger and sucked hard as he slowly pulled the digit free, and that secret entrance deep between her thighs clenched like the mouth of a drawstring purse.”
“Her lips pursed. My palms went damp. Her fangs were out, as pointed and delicate as little bone daggers. "That’s disappointing, Solange."I was going to die because I couldn’t embroider roses on a pillow.”