Quotes by : Tom Conrad

When people pose the question, are you “coxom”, Tom Conrad? I like to pose a question back at them:....

Lust fades after climax, love lasts until breakfast!

Detective Inspector Eccles sighed. He may ordinarily have met his sigh with the question of why the newly....

The punter sweated on top of Marina, his lips all over her young body, his tongue slipping out from rows....

He grumbles incoherently, opens the window a fraction and continues to smoke away. It’s like every....

The banana flavour of his accidental conception, and the banana theme of his accidental death, now all....

I’d once again see that bob of blonde hair back on my pillow, that pink hot smile beaming toward me....

I'm a struggling writer, I'm struggling to convince people I'm a writer.

I was, a near grown man, sat in his dank, dark and rickety digs, feverishly hovering about the glare....

For a more than miffed Midnight, fate was for emperors, fools and soppy lovers: - fate was the self-important....