"I get in that kind of situation all the time, Comrade. It's not a big deal."Anger replaced my fear. I didn't like being treated like a child. "Stop calling me that. You don't even know what you're talking about.""Sure I do. I had to do a report on the R.S.S.R. last year."
"Do you think I'm pretty?I think you're beautifulBeautiful?You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes."
"If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you."
"You…you got rid of that dress fast,"I pointed out between heavy breaths. "I thought you liked it.""I do like it,"he said. His breathing was as heavy as mine. "I love it."And then he took me to the bed."
"Did you see that dress?” "I saw the dress.” "Did you like it?” He didn't answer. I took that as a yes. "Am I going to endanger my reputation if I wear it to the dance?” When he spoke, I could barely hear him. "You'll endanger the school.” I smiled and fell asleep."
"Hey Mason, wipe the drool off your face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time."[...]"This is my time, Hathaway. I'm leading today's session.""Oh yeah?"I retorted. "Huh. Well, I guess this is a good time to think about me naked, then.""It's always a good a time to think about you naked,"added someone nearby, breaking the tension further."