“Helen’s words had hit Quentin like a weed whacker stuck down the front of his underwear and turned on high. And not the wimpy electric models, but the four-stroke gas engine that produce enough RPMs to turn his junk into… — Jay Barry Copy Share Image
“Helen’s words had hit Quentin like a weed whacker stuck down the front of his underwear and turned on high. And not the wimpy… — Jay Barry Copy Share Image
