Oh no, Hulk alert. Not my chips!

“You are a fucking naughty girl,” I told her.“Or just a naughty girl you’re fuck…”

“So, what would you like to drink?” “Aside from you?” I laughed anxiously. “You …”

“Please, angel. Make me your home.”

“If I thought I was head over heels for him before, this time I was so far gone,…”