tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13456339.post7932522974447820284..comments2023-12-30T03:54:06.864-08:00Comments on Sylvia's Literary BlogSpot: sin's Iniquity - Chapter 27Sylvia Hubbardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12058864162890325349noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13456339.post-61222490886401853082007-02-05T22:18:00.000-08:002007-02-05T22:18:00.000-08:00Sorry to hear about your car.
But...ROTFLMAO, oh ...Sorry to hear about your car.<br /><br />But...ROTFLMAO, oh goodness I needed a laugh like that today. That scene had tears rolling down my face. Sinclaire's a peeping tom, lol. Lena got her man but her and Chance need to learn to close the door...all the way. What if that was one of her kids. And Chance....damn, he's a man that's packing LOL.<br /><br />I fell out at this part right here: "Lena, clothed only with a black thong on, was down on her knees in front of him trying to stuff a fleshy thick bat in her mouth rooted between Chance’s legs." Now that's funny.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com