You Gave Me A Promise

The problem; squall had taken cloud with him and zack could do little but wait patiently trying to search for any hints to their location. zack's eyes were red and swollen; his lips a bit dry and his drooping in depression.

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Bad Girls Just Want to Have Fun

But the mornings had a crisp hint to them, promising of school to go back to soon. stacie gave me one of her grins, raising an eyebrow. she knew how much i tried to get the boys to notice me, but being such a small little thing, and flat chested to boot.

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Chapter 1

I thought that you got the hint to leave me alone!" i growled at him. "and i don't want her!" i said indignantly, i knew i sounded silly, like i was arguing too much. he laughed at me.

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Daughter of a Devil

That was a long time ago and he left no hints to himself, "hey... do you remember how i taped my brain back together?" the reaper looked sad, "yes, but you asked me not to tell you." "smart, i predicted that i would wonder.

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Masterstroke

"yes, it's a hunter industries design, very sophisticated, they've clearly been keeping it off the market but there were enough hints to show me who had made it." "oooh hunter, they are bunnies aren't they?"

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I Think I Won This Round...

John ignored the hints to recommence their study session, which had been going on for hours before he fell asleep against the bed. behind him, john imagined that his tail had begun to wag as he got excited about the topic on hand.

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Highschool Secrets pt 2

. ~~~~~~~~~~ the next monday at school while the three of us were in the first 4 classes of ours brian keep giving me a hint to tell ryan. but at lunch i told him that i'll tell him after lunch when he's at his appiontment.

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The Feral Lust

It indeed had some animal hint to it. his tongue lapped over her pussy, and she shivered, clutching the blanket. she tasted as good as she smelled; although her juices were intricate, vaguely sour. the girl trembled and moaned under his tongue.

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redden my white fur

I began to wonder how long i had been there and what time it was, there were no windows to give hint to the time of day. i was left stranded until someone came back and that thought scared me to death.

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Nine Days Denying

I was fucking pathetic, just like she hinted to me every day, a little more at a time. why was i letting it happen? "..._ahhh_... _nnnmmmhh_... yes puppy. _yes_..." i used to know myself. whoever i was now was not me.

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The Guilded Cage, Ch 4

In many ways it reminded him of his own past life: there were little hints to how it must have been in its heyday but, for the most part, it had gathered dust and remained in the shadows.

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The Slaves: A Documentary Following Toilet Slaves and Their Masters

We quickly realized that his fur was stained with piss and shit, it took over 3 hours of non-stop washing before his fur turned back to white, yet it still had a brown hint to it. "fucking. worth it," the crew member announced. "best night of my life."

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