Findings:
- By Appointment to Her Majesty The Queen
- Association of Her Majesty's Inspectors of Taxes
- Her Majesty's British Government Trains and Supports Military Army in the West Bank
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs
- Her Majesty's Government
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- On Her Majesty's Service
- Her Majesty
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- His Majesty at the Swamp
- Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- watching her dance
- Don't tell her she's beautiful
- Every beautiful woman has someone who is tired of her
- Reply (Crumpled on Her Desk)
- Ozma and Her Friends
- Ask her if she's got an answer
- We can meet her for you wholesale: a dreaming girl's singularity
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Catwoman: Her Sister's Keeper
- Her Space Holiday
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- Leaving her lipstick on a glass as a reminder.
- Her smile, thinking about you
- If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
- Somebody somewhere is spilling her secrets
- Mom takes off her cape
- putting on her makeup
- Her name was Natalie
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
- after her, I took my coffee black
- You want to reassure her, but you don't know where to start
- Sheila and her Dog
- Even the moon likes to change her colors
- Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
- I seduced her with late night laboratory thunder!
- The one the queen keeps her eye on
- In Her Shoes
- Fear Her
- you can't call her wifey if you met her at the freaknic
- tell her your feelings
- Emily's Legs and Her Shoes
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- Heads of Six of Hogarth's Servants
- a total loss of control over her life
- A woman and her Cock
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- The world is her sketchbook
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- when I touch her I hope it's you that smiles
- Telling Anna you love her the first time
- Her name is Rebecca
- Give Her To The Monsters
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- Don't tell me about her
- GammaGirl, Nothing can slow her down
- It has all the majesty of butterflies emerging from their cocoons, and all the sounds of Aphex Twin
- Ribbed for her pleasure
- What do I call her?
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
- Herr Geist (user)
- Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves
- I kissed her in the hair
- A Woman of Her Tribe
- Maid Marian and Her Merry Men
- I do not ask for her secret.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- The Madame Retrieves That Which is Hers
- So couch, I hear you've been sleeping with her
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- blood and carnage and her slow ascent
- And she's walking as if her feet hurt
- How the bitter old fart chased away the last fair child with any kindness in her heart and declared himself in the greatest ghost town ever created: a parable
- A Servant to Servants
- The Lark Burying Her Father
- I daydream of her
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- forget her (user)
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
- September is hers
- Shelley Breedlove and her rare identical quadruplets
- Her picture in my wallet, fading, fraying, the face that launched a thousand emotions
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- Inches away from her face
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- Federation of International Civil Servants' Associations
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- Since I left her
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
- I fell in love with her first
- thinking about her
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
- So her hat does not blow away
- Her Violet Eyes
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- How Marsha Davis got her boyfriend
- Her name is Claire
- Her strong enchantments failing
- Small bits of glitter accidentally left on her eyelashes
- what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
- Her disconjugate smile
- Servant Salamander
- Her braid; I obeyed
- Her back
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Herr Bob (user)
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- To Her Face
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- I dream that I walk with her
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- Her protestations notwithstanding
- I will kiss her blemish
- she had already found her party
- the sonnet what I wrote her
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
- Herr Riedel (user)
- the Egyptian cotton sheets and silk of her
- A Faithful Servant
- The Woman and Her Hen
- His 'N' Hers
- Pig on her back
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- From Her to Eternity
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- The naked woman raises herself on her elbow and continues her monologue in the direction of the bath
- I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
- A Leela of Her Own
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
- Their Satanic Majesties Request
- servant (user)
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- I do not see her
- Meant For Her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- Her Voice
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- These things matter to her
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
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