“Just love me, Myrna," he whispered against her lips. "Please."~Brian "Master" Sinclair”

“Now you have all of me.~Brian "Master" Sinclair”

“I was dreaming about you.""Was it a good dream?""Not really. I was chasing you and you wouldn't stop running from me."~Brian/Myrna”

“I know you crave pain because I made you feel like a whore. That voyeuristic stuff was hot, Mryna, but I'd rather treasure you. I don't think you understand how beautiful you are. How amazing your lack of inhibition is. How wonderful..."He seemed to realize he'd said too much.~Brian "Master" Sinclair”

“You could knock,” Trey said. Brian paused in the bedroom’s doorway holding his towel around his waist. Standing before the long dresser, Trey wrapped his arms around the thin young man in front of him and plastered his body to the guy’s back. Trey’s hand slid up under the hem of his new friend’s T-shirt. The guy’s eyes widened and he caught Trey’s hands in his. “H-hey, Master Sinclair, erm, Brian. Can I call you Brian?” Brian shrugged and the guy flushed. “This isn’t what it looks like. I don’t like guys or anything.” He shook his head vigorously. “You will,” Trey murmured, inching the guy’s shirt further up his belly. “Trey, are you molesting virgins again?” Brian grinned at his best friend’s delight with his latest conquest.”

“She pulled away from Eric's grasp, knelt before Brian and looked up at him."Let me suck you off," she said. "Please.”

“Trey pulled the sucker out of his mouth. "Um, Myrna," he said. "You seem to be naked."~Trey”