“He tugged my zipper down like he was unveiling a gift, spreading my pants open. “Yeah. There it is. You have a nice fat dick. I would have never guessed it." “I’m Italian,” I said inanely.” — L.B. Gregg Copy Share Image
“What will they say, Ce, when we dance together? I want to do that. I want to hold you in my arms, in front… — L.B. Gregg Copy Share Image
“He tugged my zipper down like he was unveiling a gift, spreading my pants open. “Yeah. There it is. You have a nice fat… — L.B. Gregg Copy Share Image
“Warning: This book contains graphic language, sex, lies, intrigue, clowns, kleptomania, anal sex, oral sex, mutual masturbation, bad driving, good cooking, and the missing… — L.B. Gregg Copy Share Image
“Startled, I flinched "What are you doing?" "Keeping you from going postal." "You're doing it wrong.” — L.B. Gregg Copy Share Image
