“He couldn’t believe how badly he wanted to spank that sexy little ass in her faded blue jeans. Squeeze it and spank it and rub it. And bang it. He wanted to bang Beverly Anderson. Jesus H. Christ.” — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“He leaned forward and bit her bottom lip. It was just the right size. He hated women with thin, judgmental lips. Smeared with dark… — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“I don’t want to see Bev get hurt. Not after all those years of shoveling Roger’s shit, and um…this is awkward. I’m just wondering—”… — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“Trish decided to go to New York for grad school, and I decided to join her. I wanted to study library science and work… — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“He couldn’t believe how badly he wanted to spank that sexy little ass in her faded blue jeans. Squeeze it and spank it and… — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“I’ll bet you taste like strawberries. Do you taste like strawberries, Beverly?” — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“I guess I’m a late bloomer.” “I sure like you blooming with me, Bev.” — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“ What…are you doing? ” She barely got the words out. “Kissing you.” Tom leaned forward again and held the bottom of her chin.… — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“Ami leaned into his side and inhaled the fresh scent of man. “Uh, no. Sometimes my biological clock threatens to explode like a ticking… — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
“I'm no light weight, mountain man. It'll take more than a couple of frou-frou Vermont microbrews to get me trashed." She leaned forward and… — Penny Watson Copy Share Image
