All this overt heterosexuality amused me. If only they knew.

It was a real party of swells.

It was a fungal party hellscape.

They’ve got as much sex appeal as a road accident.

being seduced is a pleasure in itself. One yields for the sake of yielding.

A party is like a sausage machine, it grinds up all sorts of heads together into the same baloney ...

But I am thinking like a lover, or like an ass: which I suppose is pretty nearly the same.

She approached me with enough sex appeal to stampede a businessmen’s lunch

Oh, it was a trap — not designed but deep — to my imagination, to my delicacy, perhaps to my vanity; to whatever in me was most excitable.

I once made love to a taco shell stuffed with rancid meat and watery tomato bits. It was the best sex I’ve ever served to an unsuspecting customer.

She had a lively, playful disposition that delighted in anything ridiculous.

It's always new and astonishing when it's yours. Infatuation; sex; card tricks.

Sex was like Disneyland to her: an allotment of organized wonders and legal mischief.

And the fascination I experienced was probably very close to a certain kind of love.