If your mom was here, she would flip her top over your grades." "Flip her lid," I muttered.

I'm William, but you can call me Sexy. Everyone does.

Sometimes, the loneliness probably got to be too much and anyone seemed better than no one.

No one could ever truly be free as long as they loved, and life wasn't worth living without love. So freedom? Overrated.

He planned to stick to her like pasties on a stripper.

Sighing, she shut the book with a snap. “All right. You need to vent, so I’ll listen to you vent. But do it quickly, because Rydstorm was about to plunder Sabine with his thick, hard—

What makes big boobs and perkiness so attractive to boys? I mean, really. Two round, mounds of fat and a fake smile. Yeah, winning attributes.