M. Hollis > Quotes

“most people just consider her to be a twenty-one-year-old girl without a major, a partner, or any life plans. People keep trying to force this idea on her that if she doesn’t get her life together before her thirties, she will be useless to the world.”
― M. Hollis, The Melody of You and Me

“So you don’t like it… at all?” Lost”
― M. Hollis, The Paths We Choose

“But she still found a lot of these stories incredibly tedious. Many were about men rescuing women, or women falling in love with men in ways she couldn’t relate to. She couldn’t see herself ever falling for a man—but that’s how all the stories went, if they had love in them at all. Every single one. Was there something wrong with her?”
― M. Hollis, Ripped Pages

“I love men, women, and people who are neither or both at the same time.”
― M. Hollis, Ripped Pages

“Penetration. That’s what I’m talking about.” “Yeah, it doesn’t do anything for me, so why waste time with that? It’s not like I’m very patient in bed. Dragging it out for too long makes me lose the mood.” “Okay. I’ll remember that.” Does”
― M. Hollis, The Paths We Choose

“Lost in thought, Lily gazes at the bisexual flag above Mayte’s wardrobe.”
― M. Hollis, The Paths We Choose

“Thanks for not making a big deal out if it,” she says after a while. “About my ‘boundaries.'” “Everyone has them. Are other people not okay with that?” “It depends. Sometimes they don’t mind. Straight cis guys are always the hardest to deal with,” Lily admits, thinking about the time she had to leave someone’s bedroom with her pants down her knees. “That’s”
― M. Hollis, The Paths We Choose

“Wait,” Lily says as she moves away a bit. Mayte opens her eyes with worry, searching Lily’s face. “Everything okay?” Mayte asks. She removes her fingers and waits for a response. “Yeah, it’s just…” Lily sighs, wondering the best way to explain this. Her mind is still foggy from the pleasure. “I don’t like penetration. Like, it’s not going to do anything for me.” It feels awkward to say it out loud, but it’s better than faking it. The first time they had sex, Mayte hadn’t tried to finger her, only using her tongue and hands on her clit. “Oh. That’s fine. Do you want me to go down on you or something?” Lily”
― M. Hollis, The Paths We Choose