Word: lustful
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...much of a moral improvement on women, proving Daisy's dictum: "Men were all alike, though, of course, some were more alike than others." Dirk Dolfin, a one-man Dutch conglomerate with wavy blond hair and dazzling teeth, possesses the two essentials of a De Vries hero: galloping lust and crawling remorse. He is as briskly efficient at lovemaking as he is at self-reproach. After a romp among the paper clips, Dirk's afterplay consists of pillow talk about eternal damnation. Then, subsequent to monologues on, say, the doctrine of supralapsarianism, the old Dutch cleanser marches...
...film and the other characters sweat with her. Perspiration stains the satin sheets as Ned and Matty make love; and after, there is dew on the down of her back as she caresses and coaxes him. She is the mistress of these ceremonies, leading Ned on by his lust toward acts of love and murder...
...former President blamed Khomeini, who was once his mentor, for "the appalling disaster that has befallen the country. Said Banisadr: "We must try to find a quicker way of overthrowing the absolutists who lust after power only." The remarks upset French officials, who reminded Banisadr of the terms of his exile and forced him to cancel a press conference...
...Cardinal Sins is about as good a novel as it is a pun. The lives of its four leading characters, Greeley explains in a foreword, are shaded by one or more of the traditional seven cardinal sins (pride, covetousness, lust, anger, gluttony, envy and sloth). Greeley follows Patrick Donahue, his friend Kevin Brennan, and the two women in their lives, Ellen Foley and Maureen Cunningham, from a pre-seminary adolescent summer to the slopes of middle age. As a priest, Kevin is a controversial writer and social scientist who bears an unflattering resemblance to the author. Donahue, clearly more fictional...
...Probably from the Ukraine. The Intern and the Foreign Car Driver had never been to the Ukraine, and hence took it on faith. One of the models was beautiful enough to build one's life around, but the two figured there was no way to talk to her without lust implications, and it was too early for crudity. Instead they sat in the foyer, and watched the mob gather outside, waiting for the doors to open. The receiving committee was already inside, and they surveyed the mob with looks of pleased smugness--they were official. At first they had looked...