Spring Cleaning: A Talespin Fanfic
Rebecca picked up her purse fro the desk. "i'll be in town all day running errands for the company," she said walking out the door, she stopped in front of her son. "i want you both to stay here until i came back."
Friendly Direction: Chapter 4
Then she came back to their table, hung her purse on the back of her chair and sat down. he watched her the whole time like he was looking for a telltale action to give him evidence of a conspiracy. janet, now seated, stared back. "what?"
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Three)
I ask, sardonically pursing my lips at her. vanessa giggles silently. "to the café on luthuli drive of course. i did say i am peckish."
Chapter 12: The Controlling Shadows
#13 of pursed series xenorosth woke up in the middle of an underwater cavern. his vision was a bit blurry, but he could tell there were two dragons staring at him. one was small and green-blue. he was about seven feet tall.
Double Birthday Surprises ch. 4
Imani then walked into the room, holding her purse. "and what occasion might that be, dear?" she asked, an all-knowing smile now upon her face. he laughed gently. "why, welcoming lisa to the family of course!"
Danger in the city
Lea's mom stumbled over to her purse on the dining room table. lea's dad snuck up behind her and nibbled at her ears, growling lustfully. she lightly batted her husband away and walked up to sharon. she traded the money for the pizza.
A Simple Dinner
He pulled the chair out for her, and she sat delicately, keeping a paw on her blue purse. when troy took a seat on the opposite side, she dived right in. "glad to see you were on time.
Group Therapy (Pilot Part)
He pursed his lips as if he'd said too much. "just not as much as you do." ryan looked down at his lap. the craziest thing had been the blood, the taste of the iron washing down through his teeth.
Modern Magic - Shanice 1
"okay then," shanice said, and pulled out her purse, "so, how do i get it to work?"
On the Up and Up
The mental images made his lips purse. not that the people were bad, not by a long shot! just, what sort of image did it make, that the hero of the city, even if just for a temporary visit, was constrained in his ability to get places by bureaucracy.
On the Up and Up
The mental images made his lips purse. not that the people were bad, not by a long shot! just, what sort of image did it make, that the hero of the city, even if just for a temporary visit, was constrained in his ability to get places by bureaucracy.
Werecorgi [M / TF / SFW]
He pursed his lips as he considered them. "coarse salt? fleur de sel? hawaiian sea salt? ah, grey salt."