“I've been locked in my own world for a really long time," he says. I have an excuse to keep people away, because of my disability. And then I saw your tattoo..." I turn his wrist over and trace my… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“She grabs my arm and lifts it toward her face, studying my tattoo, running her fingers over it. “It’s not scratch and sniff, sweetheart.” “What is it?” I lean close to her and whisper, “It’s a tattoo.” She scoffs. “I… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“Those boys are like my family. When I didn’t have anyone, they were there.” There’s a story here, and I really want to know… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“She brushes a lock of hair back from her face and winces when she tugs through a snag. “Oh, my gosh. I must look… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“When we’re both sated, he covers my belly with the flat of his hand. “I thought I was happy, with there being just the… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“Every woman is someone’s daughter. Someone at home loves her. And you devalue her and every other female by referring to women as bitches… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“I should have seen it. All the signs were there.” He flips me onto my back, yanking my pajama top over my head during… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“I get in the car and go to complex A, and look for room 23, and then I knock on the door. The door… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“I’m not usually this emotional,” I say. He shrugs. “All women say that. It usually precedes an episode of batshit craziness.” — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“Excuse me,” I call to his retreating back. I sound like I swallowed Kermit, so I clear my throat. “Excuse me,” I call again.… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“It was so much easier lusting after Friday when I thought she liked to eat pussy as much as I do.” — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“How was your day?” he asks between kisses. His cold hands slip beneath my shirt and I hiss and draw back, but he just… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“The first thing you have to remember is that you can’t fight with a woman unless what you’re fighting about is worth it. You… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“I want a family, Friday. Not just a fuck. Tail is easy to come by. You, on the other hand…” He lets his voice… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“You sorry fucker,” Paul says. “If I didn’t love your sorry ass so much, I’d have to hate you.” — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
“Thank you for bringing me out here. If I never see you again, I want to tell you that I had a really great… — Tammy Falkner Copy Share Image
