conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you know a description for a book titled Sweet Possession about USA, Today, NYT with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Erotica?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: the author is the USA Today and NYT bestselling author of over thirty novels.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you know the first five paragraphs for this book?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Sweet Possession
  Pop Malone scowled at his son, Connor. "Watch your mouth. I can still wipe the floor with your scrawny ass."
  Connor wiped his hand over his short hair and clamped down on the top in an effort to pull it out. Nathan Tucker had the right idea by shaving his head. It was something Connor was going to have to look into if he kept getting bombs dropped on him.
  Pop huffed, crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against his adopted daughter's desk. Faith stared wide-eyed at her father and brother but didn't say a word. She was too glued to the conversation.
  He flopped into one of the chairs in front of Faith's desk and waited for his father's latest harebrained scheme. Not that his father wasn't a smart man. He was one of the most intelligent and cunning men Connor knew. It was the cunning part that bothered the hell out of him right now. He wasn't sure how, but he knew he was fucked. And it looked like he was about to find out.
  Faith lifted an eyebrow. "Why the hell would she willingly vacation in Houston? I mean, a girl with that kind of money ought to go to Paris. Or Italy. Maybe a beach house in the Caribbean."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you know three more paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: She no longer even knew what she needed. She needed him. Just him. It was a stupid thought but it was all that echoed in her mind.
  As if realizing just what the admission cost her, he looked down at her tenderly as his hand went to part her thighs. He settled one knee between them and then he reached over her body to pick up a condom she hadn't realized was resting beside her pillow.
  He gave a slight groan as he rolled the latex over his cock. "God, I'm so close to coming and I haven't even gotten inside you."
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conversations.value: Reverse the sentences.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: ". "God, I'm so close to coming and I haven't even gotten inside you.
  He gave a slight groan as he rolled the latex over his cock. He settled one knee between them and then he reached over her body to pick up a condom she hadn't realized was resting beside her pillow.
  As if realizing just what the admission cost her, he looked down at her tenderly as his hand went to part her thighs. It was a stupid thought but it was all that echoed in her mind. Just him. She needed him.She no longer even knew what she needed
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you know the last four paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Love and so much joy flooded her soul. Tears glistened in her eyes as she stared around at the friends—family—who meant so much to her.
  And then the girls all crowded around her, shoving Connor out of the way as they wrapped their arms tightly around Lyric.
  Serena rolled her eyes. "Oh, I'll wimp out like Angelina and have to name you all. Poor kid. He or she won't have a chance."
  Lyric gathered them to her again, or as well as she could. Her eyes were all goopy and she probably had mascara everywhere, but she didn't give a damn. She was with... family.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Delete the first sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Tears glistened in her eyes as she stared around at the friends—family—who meant so much to her.
  And then the girls all crowded around her, shoving Connor out of the way as they wrapped their arms tightly around Lyric.
  Serena rolled her eyes. "Oh, I'll wimp out like Angelina and have to name you all. Poor kid. He or she won't have a chance."
  Lyric gathered them to her again, or as well as she could. Her eyes were all goopy and she probably had mascara everywhere, but she didn't give a damn. She was with... family.