As is often the case, the longer you can hold off, the more likely you’ll be screaming in pleasure at the end.
There’s suffering all around us. Why not take some pleasure from it?
If I do not please, I cannot seduce. If I do not seduce, I cannot influence. If I do not influence, I repent.
For some, the pleasure is in the pain.
There’s never a dull moment, or any rest, where youth and pleasure meet.
That’s one of the pleasures of dying. I can finally admit my mistakes. It also makes it easier to ask for favors.
I get no pleasure from your anxiety. I trained Vaun and the others to be better, they failed us. I’m here now. I will stop him.
