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Real Good Man Quotes
Real Good Man
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Real Good Man Quotes
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“I’m just sitting over here with a fake dick and a dream.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“A small container of Rocky Road lands on the counter next to me.
“I figured Rocky Road was appropriate to pave the way to brown town,” she says with a laugh.
The man in front of me takes his receipt, and the cashier, a younger woman, reaches for our purchases as soon as Banner starts laughing at her own joke. The cashier’s eyes go wide when she comprehends.
“Brown Town? Is that up in the foothills, Logan? I’m not sure I’ve heard of it,” a familiar voice says from behind me.
Oh, for Christ’s sake.
I turn around to face Mrs. Harris, her hands full with a box of tea and a bottle of melatonin, but when I open my mouth to respond, nothing comes out.
Banner smiles sweetly and says, “It’s just south of Pussy Ridge. At least, I’m pretty sure it is.”
I choke, and the cashier’s face turns red.
“Pussy Ridge. I haven’t heard of that either. I’ll have to ask Mr. Harris to get out the Rand McNally so we can take a drive there this weekend. I do love my weekend drives.”
I have no idea how Banner is keeping a straight face, but she replies, “I love a good long ride too. Especially when it gets a little rough.”
The older woman smiles. “Me too. Emmy has never been a fan, though. She’s always gotten carsick at the littlest bump.”
Banner finally grins. “That explains so much about her.”
The cashier’s eyes are tearing up as I shove money at her before I bag the ice cream, Doritos, and lube myself.
“See you later, Mrs. Harris. You’ll have to let us know how that drive goes.”
― Real Good Man
“I figured Rocky Road was appropriate to pave the way to brown town,” she says with a laugh.
The man in front of me takes his receipt, and the cashier, a younger woman, reaches for our purchases as soon as Banner starts laughing at her own joke. The cashier’s eyes go wide when she comprehends.
“Brown Town? Is that up in the foothills, Logan? I’m not sure I’ve heard of it,” a familiar voice says from behind me.
Oh, for Christ’s sake.
I turn around to face Mrs. Harris, her hands full with a box of tea and a bottle of melatonin, but when I open my mouth to respond, nothing comes out.
Banner smiles sweetly and says, “It’s just south of Pussy Ridge. At least, I’m pretty sure it is.”
I choke, and the cashier’s face turns red.
“Pussy Ridge. I haven’t heard of that either. I’ll have to ask Mr. Harris to get out the Rand McNally so we can take a drive there this weekend. I do love my weekend drives.”
I have no idea how Banner is keeping a straight face, but she replies, “I love a good long ride too. Especially when it gets a little rough.”
The older woman smiles. “Me too. Emmy has never been a fan, though. She’s always gotten carsick at the littlest bump.”
Banner finally grins. “That explains so much about her.”
The cashier’s eyes are tearing up as I shove money at her before I bag the ice cream, Doritos, and lube myself.
“See you later, Mrs. Harris. You’ll have to let us know how that drive goes.”
― Real Good Man
“Thank you. That means a lot. You probably didn’t realize that I was a little jealous of the fact that you’re a successful business owner, and I’m just sitting over here with a fake dick and a dream.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“I don’t mean to interrupt your gossip free-for-all, but do you know if there’s a non-GMO or organic section in this grocery store? This New York skank has some standards.”
Two faces pale, as expected when caught in the middle of an epic gossip session, but the brassy blonde straightens her shoulders.
“You’ll probably want to go back to New York for that. Here we just have normal-people food and none of that fancy crap.”
“I’m not leaving anytime soon, so I guess I’ll have to ask Logan to help me find what I need.”
All their eyes widen at the mention of his name.
“It sounds like he already found what you needed,” the blonde says in a snotty tone.
“My G-spot, my clit, and the back of my throat? Absolutely.” With a smile, I turn my cart around and push it in the opposite direction.”
― Real Good Man
Two faces pale, as expected when caught in the middle of an epic gossip session, but the brassy blonde straightens her shoulders.
“You’ll probably want to go back to New York for that. Here we just have normal-people food and none of that fancy crap.”
“I’m not leaving anytime soon, so I guess I’ll have to ask Logan to help me find what I need.”
All their eyes widen at the mention of his name.
“It sounds like he already found what you needed,” the blonde says in a snotty tone.
“My G-spot, my clit, and the back of my throat? Absolutely.” With a smile, I turn my cart around and push it in the opposite direction.”
― Real Good Man
“I want that big cock in my mouth so I can remind you just how hard I can make you come.”
Fuck . . . this woman.
“You think I forgot?” To myself I add, No way in hell, Bruce. I lean back and watch her face. “But a reminder wouldn’t be unwelcome.”
My taunt spurs her on. “You’re also going to want pussy for dessert, so you better save room.”
And I’m officially done. I drop my fork on the plate with a clang. “You’re killin’ me with that dirty mouth of yours.”
“I may not be able to keep your stomach full, but I can keep your balls empty.” Her lips turn up in a catlike smile. “So, what are you waiting for?”
― Real Good Man
Fuck . . . this woman.
“You think I forgot?” To myself I add, No way in hell, Bruce. I lean back and watch her face. “But a reminder wouldn’t be unwelcome.”
My taunt spurs her on. “You’re also going to want pussy for dessert, so you better save room.”
And I’m officially done. I drop my fork on the plate with a clang. “You’re killin’ me with that dirty mouth of yours.”
“I may not be able to keep your stomach full, but I can keep your balls empty.” Her lips turn up in a catlike smile. “So, what are you waiting for?”
― Real Good Man
“We’re going to get to know each other. I’m going to take you out on dates and show you what we’ve both been missing. You’re gonna fall in love with me, Banner. That’s where we’re going from here.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“Yep. A box of dicks, if you will. Actually, that’s how I got fired.”
“What do you mean?”
“I screwed up and had my prototypes sent to my office. The boxes got piled up outside my cube, and a coworker of mine decided she had to know what was in them, so she opened one. Apparently she wasn’t used to being wrist-deep in dicks because she freaked and dropped one on the floor, which of course turned on and vibrated its way just far enough into the hall for a senior VP to trip on. He landed face-first on the floor, broke a wrist and chipped a tooth, and I had to explain that my dick was the culprit.”
― Real Good Man
“What do you mean?”
“I screwed up and had my prototypes sent to my office. The boxes got piled up outside my cube, and a coworker of mine decided she had to know what was in them, so she opened one. Apparently she wasn’t used to being wrist-deep in dicks because she freaked and dropped one on the floor, which of course turned on and vibrated its way just far enough into the hall for a senior VP to trip on. He landed face-first on the floor, broke a wrist and chipped a tooth, and I had to explain that my dick was the culprit.”
― Real Good Man
“No more dirty texts. Just dirty thoughts.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“Still, I’m a gentleman, and I’m not going to make her buy the lube.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“Why are you still here? And why won’t you give me back my key, dammit?”
“Because your daughter asked me to check on you five years ago, and for some reason that I can’t explain, I really enjoy that arching thing you do with your eyebrow when you pretend to be shocked by things I’m saying. Very Maleficent of you. You can admit it—you watch the movie and practice, don’t you?”
Myrna’s frown deepens to villainess levels at the mention of her daughter. “Ungrateful child. Never comes to visit. Too busy with her superficial life to even remember the woman who gave birth to her.” This isn’t the first time she’s said it, or even the twentieth time.
“Yep, she’s really superficial, what with being a member of Congress and all.”
“I’m sure she slept her way to the top.”
Ouch, Myrna is especially pissed today. I play along with her anyway, because at least this way I know she’s getting her heart rate up. Being pissed off is about as close to cardio as she gets.
“You know, I’ll have to check. Chances are she really did—with every man, woman, and tranny in her congressional district. She’s going to need surgery to tighten up that cooch of hers.”
“Get out!”
― Real Good Man
“Because your daughter asked me to check on you five years ago, and for some reason that I can’t explain, I really enjoy that arching thing you do with your eyebrow when you pretend to be shocked by things I’m saying. Very Maleficent of you. You can admit it—you watch the movie and practice, don’t you?”
Myrna’s frown deepens to villainess levels at the mention of her daughter. “Ungrateful child. Never comes to visit. Too busy with her superficial life to even remember the woman who gave birth to her.” This isn’t the first time she’s said it, or even the twentieth time.
“Yep, she’s really superficial, what with being a member of Congress and all.”
“I’m sure she slept her way to the top.”
Ouch, Myrna is especially pissed today. I play along with her anyway, because at least this way I know she’s getting her heart rate up. Being pissed off is about as close to cardio as she gets.
“You know, I’ll have to check. Chances are she really did—with every man, woman, and tranny in her congressional district. She’s going to need surgery to tighten up that cooch of hers.”
“Get out!”
― Real Good Man
“The best way to ruin a fantasy is to meet the reality, right?”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“I don’t like to be told what to do unless I’m naked.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“Close your eyes and put out your hand."
My first thought is maybe he'll put his dick in it.”
― Real Good Man
My first thought is maybe he'll put his dick in it.”
― Real Good Man
“Are you serious? You’re the one who’s worrying I’m gonna lose interest, when I’ve got to compete with the entire borough of Manhattan to keep you here, and I’ve only got my cock and some seasoned fries from Mr. Burger as motivation.”
I lean”
― Real Good Man
I lean”
― Real Good Man
“I glance up and see myself in the mirror. All the color has drained from my face, and I’m doing a great impersonation of a drowned albino rat. That is, if albino rats had fabulous colorists.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“As Sofia returns to the table from the bathroom, her sleek brown eyebrows knit together. “What do you mean?” She looks down at the empty cocktail glasses between us. “And what happened to my drink?”
“I drank it. This was an emergency.” I hold up my phone. “I basically told him I think about him naked.”
Sofia’s blue eyes widen as she stares at me. “I thought you said no drunk texting?”
I shrug and peer down into the empty glass. “You left me without adult supervision.”
― Real Good Man
“I drank it. This was an emergency.” I hold up my phone. “I basically told him I think about him naked.”
Sofia’s blue eyes widen as she stares at me. “I thought you said no drunk texting?”
I shrug and peer down into the empty glass. “You left me without adult supervision.”
― Real Good Man
“Logan’s just being himself, and somehow that’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever encountered in my life. And I want to ride him like a rodeo cowgirl on the back of a bull.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
“...you're so fucking far out of my league, I should be back in my truck heading for the highway."
My mouth drops open. "I'm out of your league? Have you not seen yourself? Do they not have mirrors in Kentucky?”
― Real Good Man
My mouth drops open. "I'm out of your league? Have you not seen yourself? Do they not have mirrors in Kentucky?”
― Real Good Man
“but in a way that seems like he truly wants to hear what I have to say. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced it before, because I had no idea how sexy it is.”
― Real Good Man
― Real Good Man
