“I frowned. “Are you sure about this? It’s a bit short.” “So? It’s poetry, not dick size.” — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“Are you sure about this? It’s a bit short.” “So? It’s poetry, not dick size.” — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“Knut, this is Jude. Remember I told you about him? He writes poetry.” Knut looked my half-Japanese self up and down. “Haiku?”… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“You never did...anything else with Ren?" I knew he wasn't talking about me painting him and stuff. "Why would I want him when I… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“He gave me a kiss and said good night.” “He didn’t! The bastard.” “Yeah,” I muttered to the tabletop. “He said he’d had a… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“His gaze kept sliding in my direction, then zipping back to Phil, as if he’d heard you should make eye contact with people you’re… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“That’s my darling little doggie. Bubbles by name, bubbles for brains. You’ve got to love him.” — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“Alan:I used rabbit-skin glue to size the panels. I got it from the art shop. I don’t know if they use real rabbits in… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“Look, I really appreciate you bringing me here, but I think there’s something you ought to know about me.” David smiled. “If it’s that… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“We did sixty-nine that night. Larry went on top so he didn’t get squished. He’s really good at sucking dick. I wondered if he’d… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“I was thinking of Cambridge, and then I got a bit homesick for a minute, ’cause I never been this far away from home… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“I gave the wretched beast a look that said plainly I’ll deal with you later. He flicked his tail at me, cat-speak for Do… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“I thought my mum would be probably rather have us round for tea in her room, but Larry said he wanted to take he… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you got to make a stand on something, even when the thing itself isn't that important. It's like the difference between painting and… — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
“It's sad to fall asleep. It separates people. Even when you're sleeping together, you're all alone.” — J.L. Merrow Copy Share Image
