SENTENCES
She wore woolly tights in the winter. They were always black.
For the life of him he couldn't figure out what she meant.
Ho couldn't get into the book no matter how hard he tried.
He fell into his bed - it felt so good.
No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get it to work.
He thought - should I have a cognac or a Manhattan? He hated choices.
He had an overwhelming desire to kiss her fanny.
If he did would she like it?
Would she get a fanny flutter from the kiss?
Her feelings were complex.
He saw the opera on opening night.
The park never looked better.
He bought another book.
The laundry needed to be done.
Of course your my best friend.
It rained all day.
He couldn't sleep.
She marched off with a purpose.
I stopped by the bookshop earlier.
He enjoyed walking along the river.
After the service he walked slowly back to his rooms.
She told him she liked his ass best.
He was looking forward to the New York trip.
He often felt he had wasted the day when he slept in late.
After the incident he saw her in an entirely new light.
On the train to Boston the girl across the aisle was obsessed with her looks constantly looking at her image in different poses in her phone camera.
The party in New York was good fun but happy to be home now.
