“Is he nuts?""I think the expression used to be 'touched by God'.""So that would be a yes.”

“Do you think he would?""I think he'd give his left nut to get in your pants.""Very nice," I told him. "So elegantly put."Dan laughed and leaned forward to nuzzle my neck again. "Yes, Elle, I think Jack would love to fuck you.”

“Yes, I-- I think I love her. Is that nuts?”

“But in truth there was more expression in the flower than was yet in the face. The flower expressed what God was thinking of when He made it; the face, what the girl was thinking of her self. When she ceased thinking of herself, then, like the flower, she would show what God was thinking of when he made her.”

“Those swords are mine! Touch them and I’ll use ‘em to slice off your nut sack! For a coin purse!”

“Yes, he said, taking her hand. And now I think I finally understand that old expression - a sight for sore eyes.”