Spirit Bound: Chapter Sixty-Five
Got all my homework done, good, but i better review the french lessons. maybe i should try speaking to dad in french. i think he said he can speak it. cleaning service is good, pool maintenance...'
You Are Leaving the American Sector
I was slightly discombobulated, and my french was all more than a decade old.
Nightworld 08: All Our Gods Are Martyrs
Your french is worse'n mine, innit? drill sergeant's gonna have your tail if he hears that." "i'm trying my best," jaro mumbled. speaking english so much was tiring enough, forget about learning french.
Cub Services | Chapter 7
french told you? that's absolutely fantastic!"
Siblings: The Series - Episode 3
While he could speak french, he was only literate in english. he took a sip of the small cup of coffee she served him and was instantly awake. his first experience with something called 'french espresso'. "woah!" "you do not like?" cerise asked.
Kovu's Family Fucking Celebration
Kovu closed his eyes and french kissed sarabi. while kion's style was clearly young excitement and speed, sarabi's age gave her a style of slow yet precise. she knew how to give a perfect tongue kiss.
Serenifi: Extra Credit
Luckily, their professor, a french skunk named pepe le pew, had offered the six girls a chance to gain the same credit they would get for acing the exams.
Serenifi: Extra Credit
Luckily, their professor, a french skunk named pepe le pew, had offered the six girls a chance to gain the same credit they would get for acing the exams.
A Fox, a Broken Heart, and a Tight Pair of Jeans Walk into a Bar
Renault's french ii; yes he could speak french, je peaux avoir un autre verre, garçon? the first drink: a dark 'n' stormy with grenadine and bitters, dubbed the "train to bistritz." cale's verdict: very good.
When Old Friends Meet Again
"they call that french kissing, people slip their tongues in someone's mouth when they french kiss, you want more fun?" said giran playfully. "okay." said goku happily.
Bad Nicknames
I sat at my desk in french class, staring forward blankly as mr. watley, a pudgy old dalmatian, recited short, basic phrases in french. with a quiet huff, i slumped further down in my seat.
The Lanchester Case: Chapter 1
I scrawled my number across the crumbled sheet and dropped it down beside the french bread in her grocery bag. "there." she smiled as i did so. "i can't wait! see you soon!" and as suddenly as she had come she was gone.