new game!

last time we took the train back from minot, we borrowed some of the fine literature from the sad little amtrak depot. following are some passages from these books that i have chosen by simply opening the book. this one comes from the harlequin american romance series entitled "Studs: The Marrying Type."

They stood facing each other in the amber light. The air was scented by he dense bouquet of white lilacs on the table, and by the salty sea aroma wafting in through her open windows. Steve's eyes reminded her of the sea, green and gray and full of life.
"Are you hungry?" she asked.
"Starving," he whispered, lifting her back into his arms and kissing her, feasting on her, devouring her. She sank against his chest as her entire body responded to the onslaught of his kiss. No other man's kissing had ever turned her on so thoroughly. No other man had ever made her so eager to abandon herself to him.
It took forever to get the shirt open, forever to reach inside and feel the sleek, hot skin of his chest, the flexing muscles along his rib cage, the taut surface of his abdomen.

i think we know where it goes from here, heaving bosoms and whatnot.