Greg stands up, wiping his mouth. I saw your mother's trial in the paper, Sharpe. I know you're just like her.If I was, I would make you beg to blow me, I sneer.
Holly Black
Greg stands up, wiping his mouth. I saw your mother's trial in the paper, Sharpe. I know you're just like her.If I was, I would make you beg to blow me, I sneer.