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1 " Good dog! Nice fetch!" " He wasn't fetching." " Bring her here, boy. Good job!" The dog looked from Zack to me." I've been training him," Zack said. " Up till now he's brought home only dead rabbits, but I guess he's finally getting the hang of it. "
2 " I know what I want to hear. I want to hear the " Believe it or Not" song. I want to play that shit loud. Really belt out the " Should have been somebody eeeeeelse" part, with a little bit of Zack de la Rocha venom. That would be pretty awesome right about now.But the other part of me, the part that wanted to be cool, knew that it was a much better idea to say, " Let's play the fucking Misfits." Because that's what you say to the cool guy in the combat boots who wants to smoke in your house. Because he's going to snarl-smile at you and say, " Fuck yeah!" And you're feel cool by association." Let's play the fucking Misfits," I said.John snarl-smiled and saluted me with rock horns. " Fuck yeah." Told you. "
3 " My decision to become a teacher suddenly seemed even more appropriate. Life had just become that much more unpredictably precarious and ill-suited to long-term planning, and it felt that much more necessary to spread love and knowledge to those who would one day have to manage this messy and painful world of ours" Also in Zack Love's " Stories and Scripts: an Anthology "
4 " Trevor cupped his hands around it, felt Zach's heartbeat throbbing between his palms. The skin of the shaft was textured, slightly rippled beneath the surface. The head was as smooth as satin, as rose petals. Trevor rubbed his thumb across it, squeezed gently, heard Zack suck air in through his teeth and moan as he let it out. He could see blood suffusing the tissue just beneath the translucent skin, a deep dusky rose delicately purpled at the edges, crowned with a single dewy pearl of come. It was as intimate, as raw as holding someone's heart in his hands. "
― Poppy Z. Brite , Drawing Blood
5 " At times like these, size really does matter," I point out, at I extend my ginormous umbrella over her in a way that stops any rain droplets from falling on her.My Best Valentine's Day Ever, A Short Story by Zack Love "
6 " Maybe they were born of karma, their own or their parents', Zack thought; maybe the universe had a purpose for them, and they were what they were because the world needed them to be that way. "
7 " If she's really psychic," Zack said when he saw Tanisha's photo at school, " why does she need a doorbell? "
8 " I was convinced that there was at least a seventy-three percent chance he was gay. I bumped it up from sixty-eight after our third game. Zack showed up wearing a light pink shirt that was tighter than usual. "
― Kyle Adams , Dirty Play
9 " Steve's throat swelled with tension as the intimacy of the moment became more tangible. He moved his eyes from the dark, reflective river, to the dark, reflective pupils in Diane's eyes. They seemed to quiver with tenderness - but then they would grow distant. He found himself continually surprised at the " aliveness" of the person standing just a foot away from him now. She wasn't inanimate: she would flinch if he pinched her, and answer if he asked her. And she was beautiful." -- From " The Grand Unified Story" -- a short story in Zack Love's Stories and Scripts: an Anthology "
10 " Dont shave,I like it..It helps with one of my new fantasies." " Yeah ?" Zack shifted a little to the center on top of him for maximum pleasure." What new fantasy is that ?" Lucy grinned,the sleepiness in her smile melting into guile." The one about the innocent schoolteacher and the vicious,uncivilized cop.Want to play ?" " Sure." Zack ran his hands up her back." Who do you want to be ?" " I,of course will be the innocent schoolteacher" Lucy batted her eyes at him." Which makes me the cop.All right you have the right to remain naked." Lucy laughed. "
