"God could no longer see the faces of the men, only red and orange hazes. He heard taunting voices in his mind spurring him on, calling him a “pussy,” and old, hairy hands reaching out to grab him. His..."
- A.E. Via
"Good afternoon, Detective Godfrey. I like your hair when you pull it back like that…it looks sexy.” She smiled and ran her thin fingers through God’s chestnut waves.Day didn’t give God a chance to res..."
"That’s cool, Leo.” Johnson was damn near standing on top of him as he spoke, but he’d be damned if he was going to back up.“So just talking would be nice…would you like to come over to my place tonigh..."
"Fuck you. I know Day is just showing off for you.” Johnson turned back to look at Day. “I’ll be sure to catch you when you’re alone.”“I’ll be sure to have my rape whistle,” Day retorted"