Character: Eve Dallas

In any case, there is such a theory that you either learn from what happened, or everything is repeated anew.

The face of the poet and the body of a warrior. Neither give nor take - a fallen angel.

Brothers and sisters are constantly clinging, but they usually trust each other.

A person is laid not only the color of the eyes and the shape of the nose, but also the makings of a person, mental abilities, type of temperament.

Time really has no power over some things. For example, over love.

It is better to fight than get along with someone else...

Plan to fuck buying lace panties.

Some huckster for drugs nature to take - but this is business, this treason would not be considered. Sex is a business.

- As told to here, it's not her first Rodeo.
"Yes," agreed eve. - It is not the first year in the saddle.

- About "can" not know, - handed it to Roark, but personally I can.
- Pomniki me more.
For you - indefinitely. Now sit down, and you real clever. And I still bring cookies.
- Cookies? - protested eve.
- That's it. I want cookies and coffee.
- GM.

She felt dizzy in the heart, the stomach, the head. And could feel her growing anger. And the glory of God.
Anger gave her strength.

Oh, for God's sake! At least close the door if you're going to cry. I think I would be pleased if the guys from "the paddock" hear somebody crying? They still think that it's me.

- You, as always, was late.
For a moment she looked at him in silence while stupefied from fatigue brain tried to comprehend the phenomenon. Tall, bony, nasty. Oh yeah, he's back. Eva found the strength to pull off the shoulder linen jacket and throw it over the railing in spite of the enemy.
It's amazing how this simple action has improved her well-being.
- How do you go through a metal detector at the airport with that a steel pin stuck through the back? - Ordered myself not to fall, eve bent down and scooped up the cat, striving certainly to get caught under her feet. She stroked the head of Galahad. - You see, It's back. Have I told you not to change the lock code?
This shame you call a car, do not place in front of the house, and the Somerset two fingers lifted her jacket from the railing, this is not the place for toilet.
- Well, bite me. - And, stifling a yawn, eve headed up the stairs.
Somerset took her eyes dry and smiled at her in the back. Still, good to be back home.

- You have not only nice Boobs but also a good working brain.
- Well, thank you. I have good legs.