This is the owner of Dark Haven. Master Xavier. Call him ‘my liege.’” Xavier sighed. He had no idea who’d first given him that title, but the submissives took such delight in it, he’d allowed it to continue.
George Kittredge: But a man expects his wife to... Tracy Lord: Behave herself. Naturally. C. K. Dexter Haven: To behave herself naturally. [George gives him a look] C. K. Dexter Haven: Sorry.
Tracy Lord: Dexter, say something. C. K. Dexter Haven: Well, I... Tracy Lord: Oh, Dexter, I'm such an unholy mess of a girl. C. K. Dexter Haven: Well, that's no good. That's not even conversation.
Put me down.” “Nope.” He held her snuggled to his bare chest, tipping her up so he could rub his cheek against hers. “I like carrying you.
When Mitt Romney says he wants to reform the tax code, hold on to your wallets. We know Mitt Romney never met a tax haven he didn't like. But his new favorite tax haven is actually not the Cayman Islands - its Paul Ryan's budget.
C. K. Dexter Haven: Hello friends and enemies. Uncle Willie: Young man, remove yourself! C. K. Dexter Haven: How are you, sir? Uncle Willie: I don't know. Get along! Get along!
C. K. Dexter Haven: Orange juice, certainly. Tracy Lord: Don't tell me you've forsaken your beloved whisky and whiskies. C. K. Dexter Haven: No-no-no-no. I've just changed their colour, that's all. I'm going for the pale pastel shades now. They're mo...
Cages, spanking benches, sawhorses, bondage tables. Scene after scene. Throaty moans, high screams, whining, whimpering, and groaning. All his cop instincts shouted for him to get his cuffs out and start arresting people.
Leah: So, are you going to go to Haven Brook or Women Now? 'Cause you know, you need a note from your parents for Haven Brook. Juno MacGuff: Yeah, I-I know. Ummm... no, I'm going to go to Women Now, just cause they help out "women now."
C. K. Dexter Haven: Sometimes, for your own sake, Red, I think you should've stuck to me longer. Tracy Lord: I thought it was for life, but the nice judge gave me a full pardon. C. K. Dexter Haven: Aaah, that's the old redhead. No bitterness, no recr...
HELP!” I race to the square, crossing it, looking all around, listening out- . . It’s empty. Viola’s breathing heavy in my arms . And Haven is empty. I reach the middle of the square. I don’t see nor hear a soul. I spin around again. “HELP!...
With you. I'll be with you.
Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: I remember your honeymoon quite well. You and she on a little sail boat, the "True Love", wasn't it? C. K. Dexter Haven: Yes it was. How did you know? Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: I was the only photographer whose camera you didn't...
No, no, I don’t want that.” “I didn’t ask.
Reagan has turned America into a tax haven.
What are you doing?” “Whatever I want.
I think the number one safe haven where people put their money is to invest in yourself first.
You have a gorgeous ass, and it holds handprints beautifully.”
I didn't choose to write a military man as much as Vince Haven chose me.
When I was in high school, there was no safe haven, there was no outlet for you to speak your mind.
Why had she set limits like no sex? .
