Seems to me you could do with a bit of training from a girl like Desdemona.

I was waiting for Desdemona to get back from college.

"Because that means you know how to get Desdemona back."

It's important to see Desdemona as a product of her times.

Desdemona and I stood up then, to be on the same level with the figures.

By no means should Desdemona be played as a victim.

Does Desdemona know that she will need such strength before the night is over?

She would go to Desdemona and beg for a place.

It brought back Desdemona, her beautiful body all over mine.

I was running towards Desdemona, trying my best to reach her.

He promises Desdemona that all will be well, and the women leave.

He and Desdemona managed the mine for nearly a year.

We wonder when he's going to realize that Desdemona doesn't love him and never will.

It was that old Desdemona look of love and lust.

Desdemona also faced discrimination when she and her family moved to Washington in the late 1930s.

Othello goes inside, probably to tell Desdemona where he is going.

When has Desdemona had time for "stolen hours" since yesterday?

Next thing, Desdemona was screaming, and the pleasure turned into pain.

Maybe Desdemona was just living on, inside of me?

She looks a lot like Desdemona, a little like me.

During the 1890s, agriculture was important in Desdemona, particularly peanuts.

"But she'll never get married," said Desdemona, all pretty surprise.

This is how we lost Desdemona, and found the Thing.

Desdemona and I, all alone then, against the world.

But maybe from there I could find a door through to Desdemona.