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“Tilly… is that a neon dick? You put a neon dick on the front door?”
“I got a great deal on it,” she says, and I raise my eyebrows at her. “I’ve never been able to pass up a deal on dick.”
the last few days of September shouldn’t feel like a front-row seat to Satan’s armpit.
“Is that a stripper pole?” “Sure is. Why? You want to take it for a spin?” Tilly asks innocently. “My weekenders love it.” I bet they do.
relieved to hear she’s not getting married… I mean, uh, that she’s not here for a wild weekend designed to drive me insane.
Can’t say I love the décor choice, even though I do admire Tilly’s literal balls-to-the-wall execution of a theme.
Store and home burned down? Check. Moved into an inexplicably flamingo pink and dick-themed house? Check. Was told to fuck off by a seriously angry and sexy shirtless man? Check. Could actually fuck off thanks to the silicone monster cocks glowing faintly in the dusk? Absolutely.
I shiver, unsettled. Unsettled by a haunted sex toy. Yes. Absolutely.
The Dracula themed room is a bit too fifty shades of red for me,
Yeah, that’s the weapon I want in case of an intruder. Dried herbs. Perfect.
I hastily tap out a message of my own before I find out exactly what “or else” means. I’ve had enough “or else” already today.
but I cannot find one fuck to give. All out of fucks.
“Aren’t you lonely?” “What I am is none of your business,”
“It’s fall. It’s a crime not to have a pumpkin latte, and iced sounds perfect.”
And when our lips meet, I forget how to breathe.
we reached for the same set of butt plugs at the same time. It was love at first anal encounter
You can be really nice, you know?” She gives me a small smile. “When you’re not telling me to go fuck myself.” “Nah,” I tell her. “I’m not nice. I’m not an asshole, either, though. Not full time, anyway.
I don’t think I’m pretending with her anymore. I haven’t been. Not since I kissed her.
“I’m afraid. I don’t want to stay out there alone.” “Come home with me,” he says, his voice hoarse. “Stay with me tonight.”
“Ward Carlisle, are you asking me to leave my Pussy Palace?” “Tara, I’m asking you to let me worship at your pussy palace every night.”
