J.D. Robb Quote
That Chippendale is a coffee table, Lieutenant, not a footstool.How do you walk with that stick up your ass? She left her feet where they were, propped comfortably on the table. Does it hurt, or does it give you a nice little rush?Your dinner guests, he said, curling his lip, have arrived.Thank you, Summerset. Roarke got to his feet. We'll have the hors d'oeuvres in here. He held out a hand to Eve.She waited, deliberately, until Summerset had stepped out again before swinging her feet to the floor.In the interest of good fellowship, Roarke began as they started toward the foyer, could you not mention the stick in Summerset's ass for the rest of the evening?
J.D. Robb
That Chippendale is a coffee table, Lieutenant, not a footstool.How do you walk with that stick up your ass? She left her feet where they were, propped comfortably on the table. Does it hurt, or does it give you a nice little rush?Your dinner guests, he said, curling his lip, have arrived.Thank you, Summerset. Roarke got to his feet. We'll have the hors d'oeuvres in here. He held out a hand to Eve.She waited, deliberately, until Summerset had stepped out again before swinging her feet to the floor.In the interest of good fellowship, Roarke began as they started toward the foyer, could you not mention the stick in Summerset's ass for the rest of the evening?
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