Tiff

“The Kissing Game goes like this, Shortcake. Press, retreat, tilt, breathe, repeat. Use your hands to angle just right. Loosen up until it’s a slow, wet slide. Hear the drum of blood in your own ears? Survive on tiny puffs of air. Do not stop. Don’t even think about it. Shudder a sigh, pull back, let your opponent catch you with lips or teeth and ease you back into something even deeper. Wetter. Feel your nerve endings crackle to life with each touch of tongue. Feel a new heaviness between your legs. The aim of the game is to do this for the rest of your life. Screw human civilization and all it entails. This elevator is home now. This is what we do now. Do not fucking stop. He”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“I hope it's not too forward of me to say, but your eyes are incredible, Lucy. I die when you blink.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Watching you pretend to hate the nickname is the best part of my day.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Ladies, it seems, seldom have strong feelings and, if they do, never never let them show. God’s thumbs! I always have strong feelings and they are quite painful until I let them out, like a cow who needs to give milk and bellows with the pain in her”
― Karen Cushman, Catherine, Called Birdy