The beauty of the franchise is that people buy a brand and a system. With a franchise, you pay a fraction of what it would cost to do it on your own.

Power and beauty come from a very deep place.

It's part of our code of honor.

This is the truth: we all desire to conquer the comely one, because it affirms our own worth. Speaking for the men of the world, we want to own the beauty of the woman we're fucking. We want to grasp that beauty, tightly in our greedy little fingers, to well and truly possess it, to make it ours. We want to do this as the woman shines her way through an orgasm. That's perfection. And while I can't speak for women, I imagine that they-whether they admit it or not-want the same thing: to possess the man, to own his rough handsomeness, if only for a few seconds.

You know, people who met her once didn't forget her. Jenna had an effect on each person on and off the field.

I think the only necessary conclusion is that we are too beautiful, because being not beautiful at all just doesn't make sense.