TP 12/2/10: Migration-Not There Yet
The webpage listed retirement community after retirement community, promising freedom from life's little worries and a return to your younger years.
Bonnie's and Clyde's Last Strike - Draft
We could finally retire how we want to. jasmine _(jasmine sits down at one of the chairs at the table.)_ i wanted to be done the last time you said we were done. we have enough money. i want a family jemoth. i want us to be normal.
Retirement
I know konrad is getting old because he has started thinking about retirement." “doesn't he always joke about his retirement?" “normally yes.
Considering Retirement
"fara....i think i'll retire." "really?" "yeah...these missions are getting more extreme each time and...i've been spending less time with you and jewel...i haven't been fair to you."
Purgatory: Prologue - Contacts From The Past.
The rain was pouring down behind the cheap blinds. It was a Monday evening. He hated Mondays. For most people it signaled that a new week full of work was begining, for him it simply meant that another worthless week was starting. Oh yes, he hated...
Borrowed Time
You owe him his retirement. but it doesn’t look like he’s going to get it.
Not So Retired Any More II
#2 of not so retired any more okay here comes chapter 2 critique is very welcome. also: adult story! ye be warned! dead furs tell no tales (except in csi: furry)!
Not So Retired Any More VI
#6 of not so retired any more comments welcome, sorry for the shorter chapter.
Not So Retired Any More VII
#7 of not so retired any more this chapter is...well, you'll see! note: violence ahead. if you decide to keep reading, don't blame me for your anguish.
Out of Retirement (A1, B2, C7)
**chapter -7- out of retirement** _midnight san francisco, california_ ... ** nathanial carrington drew his foot back** and kicked a door. his leg glowed with the power of a lightning bolt.
Not So Retired Any More XVIII
#18 of not so retired any more chapter xviii - sailing into the storm _great. hot chopper landing under sniper fire. in the fucking rain._ arlen held a paw over his eyes, trying to see through the sudden downpour.
Not So Retired Any More XXII
#22 of not so retired any more chapter xxii - iron rain the rangefinders read 960 meters, which buck told him in a whisper so quiet the tiger could barely hear it - even with the sound amplifiers in their lashes - over the sounds of bombardment going