Chapter I: Proper Justice
Nothing a bit of whiskey can't help with." he says as he takes a swig of whiskey. "save some for the rest of us, hun." shira giggles at her husband as she takes the bottle and takes a swig of her own.
Enough
The whiskey had deadened his senses, and he became aware of just how long it was taking him to get off. that lexi didn't seem to mind suggested she was experiencing whiskey-cunt as much as he was experiencing whiskey-dick.
F&F:TY Chapter 1
Strange though, the color of the whisky was different from the last time, when i drank with my bro, clear and more potent, then again i've only drank whisky about five times, on the glass bottle was a lable that read, x.x.x.
Pound Town Panda
He took another gulp of whiskey, chasing it down with an even larger mouthful of mountain dew, before passing the bottle around.
Bone Dust Chapter 1 (short)
Setting it beside the bed on the table he grabbed the bottle of whiskey and downed the entire bottle.
Bounty Buster
His belly, already quite large from drinking gallons of whiskey, wobbled and soon hid even the boy's delicious ass.
chpt.4-God Help Us All
**chpt. 4-god help us all** as i rose with an aching head i looked around for what remained of the bottle of whisky, picked it up and walked towards the window to open the blinds.
Black Widow and The Tarantula Ten
He was holding a large hunting rifle over his shoulder while cradling an empty bottle of whiskey in his hands. shame, that; the whiskey would've made a decent molotov.
Drinks are cheaper at home - a vignette
He shrugged through a gulp of his whiskey sour. i had an old fashioned cupped in both paws. whiskey was the name of the night. "and you? i'm not usually one to judge appearances, but back in college i wouldn't've thought you were, y'know."
Chase
"can i have a whiskey, please?" asked the wolf as he sat on a stool. "sure thing, pal." chase poured him a shot of whiskey and handed it to him with a comforting smile. the wolf took it in his paws and sipped it slowly.
Changes [updated!]
He snorted again, and poured himself a small helping of whiskey. "cheers." "cheers," devin echoed, and the three clinked their glasses. parker downed his whiskey. "couple months after you two left, you got a letter from transbarnard.
Throttle's Night Out
The mouse stuffed the napkins into the pockets of his vest and almost as an afterthought picked the bottle of whiskey off the table too.