Ayame's Chronicles- Summer Plans
The pocket was glowing slightly. takami carefully placed ayame's head down on a pillow, which she snuggled into promptly. he dug into his pocket and pulled out an object that looked like a rounded triangle.
Grad-Bash Part 7
My phone chirped in my pocket and i waited a few moments before i fished it out. it was a message from blake, saying he was here and asking where i was. my head shot up and scanned the food court again. i saw no leopard.
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 5)
\>a smile creases your lips \>mike looks like he's seen something wretched \>you dig into your back pocket and draw out two neatly folded sheets of notebook paper \>you unfold them — sam's drawings from tuesday — and hold them up for everyone to see, like
Chapter 5 - Finding Work
Tri put his hands in his coat pockets as we walked. "this place used to be nothing but a stopping point for people looking to make it rich on gold.
Things vaginas are called
The things that vaginas are called copher, cunt, pussy, twat, cooter, beaver, fish lips, taco, camel toe, muff, snatch, fuck hole, garage, oven, love button, penis glove, cock sock, cock pocket, jj, hoohah, bajingo, cum dumpster, sperm bottle, goop chute,
Chapter One: A Fine How Do You Do
When the finnish cellists played their final note, he reached into his jacket pocket and turned off his mp3 player without bothering to pull it out, unplugging his headphones and wrapping them around his fingers before slipping them into the same pocket.
Almost Let Go
He was walking along a dark alley just off campus, now, paws in the pockets of his leather jacket (the empty coffee cup was taking a long vacation in a trash can outside the chem building).
Grad-Bash Part 8
I dug in my pocket for my wallet and withdrew two twenties, which she took in her large paws. after giving me the change and putting the flannel and receipt into a plastic bag, she smiled and handed me the bag.
1 : Obscured
He remembered his extra straw and reached into his pocket, but elliot was looking at him._how'd he feel if i just blatantly said "i don't want to drink after your nasty-ass" by taking out a straw that i had in my pocket?
Alfred Alfredo's Rainbow Playhaus - an Alfred Alfer fanfic
Daniel pointed to the tupperware before alfred could pocket it, and their eyes met as alfred lent an ear. dan explained, "it's spoiled garmonbozia. use it if you need to."
Foggy Ewe Chapter 1
I check the pockets of my coat. fucker kept my wallet but didn't touch my phone. 66. 67. the time was 10:30. the moon was right over my head, a soft blur through the clouds.
Welcome to The Real World Chapter 2: Q&A
Cyrus answered, extracting the device from his hoodie's pocket. it had the same shape as jason's, although it was white with blue buttons. ten minutes later, cyrus parked near the store.