“I’m sick of everyone thinking I’m Miss Goody Two-shoes, with my perfect grades, and days of the week panties. You know what? I have my Wednesdays on today—it’s Saturday—and that’s a pretty sad way of rebelling, huh?”

“I hated feeling like I was using him for my own pleasure, but I knew he wouldn't let me return the favour...if this was the only way I could provide comfort to him and chase away his nightmares, then so be it. Selfless, I know. Mother-friggin-Teresa, right here.”

“Why are you here? What do you want?" he whispered against my lips”

“You may not have been who I picture myself with, but you're exactly what I need- someone I can let loose and be myself with.”

“I know I shouldn't, but God I want you”

“You said you wanted to know how to please me? Consider this lesson number one. Don't be afraid to ask for what you want. Hearing you say it is a major turn on.”

“There’s a man masturbating in your bathroom!” She grabbed an umbrella from the foyer and held it in front of her like a weapon, poised for battle. “Ashlyn! Did you hear what I said? Call the police!”