This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that psychedelic mushroom.
Suzanne BrockmannForget about writing to Penthouse. This one was going to be a story for their grandkids.
Suzanne BrockmannI’m going to carry you now,” he told her, “so we can move even faster. I’m not asking you, I’m telling you. Any response from you is unnecessary and unwelcome.
Suzanne Brockmann