“I felt woozy, like I'd gorged myself on pleasure, an orgasm OD. Could a girl die from that? Deadly delirium?” — A.J. Aalto Copy Share Image
“Have we met?” I asked. “Because I don't recognize you at all.” “Then by all means, allow me to introduce myself,” Harry… — A.J. Aalto Cold wind Copy Share Image
“Baboons, I observed. One with a big gun and the other with a big mouth, and both with alpha-sized, flaming pink asses.” — A.J. Aalto Big mouth Copy Share Image
