The increasingly poor decisions of Greg Colica.
Chapter One. He was as tough and romantic as the city he loved. Behind his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat. Oh, I love this. New York was his town, and it always would be.
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i liked your untitled work. im happy your writing, even small things. =)
ladykilla
It’s like a Greg and Jordan convo.
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ladykilla said:
i know lol i gave them your voices in my head while i read it =)
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