I know, you have forgotten those June nights on the Riviera, where we sat 'neath the shimmering skies, moonlight bathing in the Me...diterranean! We were young, gay, reckless! The night I drank champagne from your slipper--two quarts. It would have held more, but you were wearing inner soles!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He made for the door, automatically resuming his glasses and leaving in front of her, on the floor, his right slipper in token of ...his speedy return. Then, his desire exposed and his eyes wicked behind their strong lenses, he attempted to push her toward the bed.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I swear to thee by Cupid's strongest bow, By his best arrow with the golden head,... By the simplicity of Venus' doves, By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves, ... By all the vows that ever men have broke (In number more than ever women spoke).LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »