Erotica, Features, Musings Quote of the Week April 30, 2012 No Comments Boyfriends, she’d decided, were like seashells. Every once in a while you found pretty one to put in your pocket, but most were broken, some were sharp, some had a bad smell. Words of effing wisdom. From Layover, by Megan Hart http://www.fastemailsender.com Previous Post Next Post You may also like September 3, 2012 The Space Between Us by Megan Hart March 13, 2012 Dirty by Megan Hart March 9, 2011 To Write or to Read Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.