I'll call you, Manny said.You do that, my man. You frickin' do that.-Manny to V
Manny has swung with many men, but many men never seen Manny's blissful swing.
The hallway beyond was filled with males of the house, the Brothers and other fighters and Manny sitting on the floor with their backs to the bare walls, their legs stretched out, propped up, crossed...
Listen to me ... and I want you to remember this. Your legs are part of you, but not all of you or what you are. So wherever we go after tonight, I need you to know that you are no less for the injury...
The pair of them were staring at the computer screen like two dogs watching animal planet: very focused, but incapable of turning up the volume or changing the channel.-Manny and Butch
You are perfect for a female.Not where I come from.Then they're using the wrong standard.
As the syringe was filled, Butch stepped up into the surgeon’s grille. Even as incapacitated as the cop was from the inhaling, he was straight-up deadly as he spoke. I don’t need to tell you not to f*...
Her perfume or soap or whatever it was reminded him of sandalwood and something else.Oh, right...orgasms.
I don’t need to tell you not to fuck my buddy. Right.The surgeon looked around his little-glass-bottle-and-needle routine. I’m not thinking of sex at the moment, thank you very much. But if I was, it...
Because my patient just sat herself up--and I'm not talking about her raising her torso off the damn pillows. I wasn't there when she did it and I need to see how it happened.Red Sox seemed to stop br...
The phone went off. Private caller. Thank fuck, he said as he accepted it. Payne— No. Manny closed his eyes: Her brother sounded like hell. Where is she. We don’t know. And there’s nothing that we can...