“I guess we should get to it.” Wade said, reaching down to pick up my skis. Yes please, my evil side thought, before being whacked over the head with a sledge hammer by my inner angel.” — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“...she's just an Italian momma. She worries a lot." "Dude, whenever she knew you had a date, she'd call during the day while you… — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“Shut off the door and don't let the light hit you in the ass on your way out.” — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“I snatched up the cardboard cup, plastered my lips to the plastic sippy-lid and sucked down a scalding hot mouthful. It burned, but I… — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“I tore off another chuck of muffin and stared down at my chest. I shrugged and dabbed the muffin in the cum and popped… — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“Not with a mother like mine.” I let out a sigh. “I can hear her right now. ‘Boone, do you have to kiss like… — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“And hey," Gabe added, "I don't even need the second bedroom, so we could set that up as a guest room, then you and… — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“He tasted all minty and fresh, and lord knows I had to have tasted all rotten, full of hate and frustration.” — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“See what I mean,” I raised my hand into the air as if offering proof. “He’s pissed and all he can think about are… — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
“You cant ever know anyone completely, can you? I mean, we're ever changing, maturing, growing...Each day we're confronted by new outside influences that have… — Ethan Day Copy Share Image
