A Work of Love: Prologue

The peach trees on the left side fell away and the ruts flattened out until they were twin tracks of hard-packed dirt dotted with low weeds and grass.

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Roberts Did Not Remember, Bobo Had Other Ideas

She found herself to be unnecessary and rutted, and she chided herself when she was. "c'mon, c'mon. we have to be going back 'fore you two ruin everything!"

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Gamer Tea: Part 3

As the truck pitched and rocked over ruts in the field, he found himself thinking back to teeba.

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A Shifters Tale

Both of the sakuyamon had a strange look on their faces as they looked at me then serra spoke, "when you say rut don't you mean you let her make love to you?"

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Revealed: Chapter 1

Here was my chance to get out of this rut and do something with myself. i hoped that i wouldn't blow it. "see, not so pessimistic anymore." he patted my back a few times. "now onto business now that i'm sure i have your attention."

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Just What You Do

My paws left trails in the fresh dusting of snow, but my pacing ruts were everywhere up here. it wasn't a pacing day, though. not a _thinking_ day.

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A Pit Bull Love Story Part 3

"well i've been in emotional rut for the past 2 weeks and i really needed something to get me out of it. and you asking me that really helps." he hugs me and i hug him back. ~wait, did he call me puppy?~ um how old are you? "i'm 15" he smiled.

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Poor People

You are firmly stuck in a rut. we shouldn't judge people because of this. yet, we still do due to privileges blinding us. i hate this part of the world. the unfair and corrupt kind known as "good". why can't you people see?

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North

The ice shards they cut and cover the ruts nothing is clear and so grows the fear windows dark and cold, absent of life.

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Love Locks (Commission)

The heart-shaped bed squeaked under their rutting, no doubt used to this and more. a challenge caleb decided to go above and beyond. the crack of palms against flesh mixed with their passion as caleb turned her wife’s bum red.

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Munduri

That was because this rut was not mean only to be a place to live in, but to be a place of training.

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Preying on the Past - Ch. 3 Demons and Angels

Trundling my truck down that rutted path again, the truck stayed silent save for my truck's protestations and our breathing for just a moment or two as i got the truck onto the main road, pointing it back into town.

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