Mrs. Jackson

Ginny sat in a wooden captain's chair by the back door, sipping pink lemonade and watching as teams formed and dissolved, ranging all over the back yard and into the woods.

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Drachenmagd #4

She not only smelled like lemons, she tasted like lemonade. does that make any sense? the saliva that oozed into his mouth carried with it that sweat and sour taste of lemonade, but no, it tasted better than any he's ever had.

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What's Fair?

Sometimes though, you can do that old tired out saying of making lemonade with the lemons you're given, but that doesn't guarantee you get sugar. for me, the stillwaters were my lemonade, and clark was definitely the sugar... my sugar.

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Alien Negotiation Tactics

Want lemonade?" "i... uh..." stitch bolted before he could answer, and the only thing left to do was to follow him inside. for a house that had been wrecked so many times, it was in pristine condition.

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Bottoms Up

"on lemonade? pffffah." "seven bottles of 'lemonade.'" he pointed to the train of empty containers leaning against the edge of the couch. "i've only had two!" "what can i say?" he booped malu's nose. "i'm a horse."

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Damned Babies

Bernie opened his mouth to retaliate, but was silenced with an outstretched finger from jessie, quieting him as she took a long sip of her warmed lemonade.

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Day at the Beach

He tasted vaguely sweet, with a hint of the lemonade hiding in his manly, doggy flavor. i felt his fingers pinch down on my nipples, my back attempting to arc but unable to, pinned as i was.

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A Backyard Visitor 3: A New Garden Friend

But at the same time, the kangaroo was content just to sit, enjoy his lemonade on a gorgeous summer day, and idly watch the eggs he produced float in the water of his pond while dragonflies buzzed and hummed overhead.

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Chapter XXIII: White darkness

She had brought him a puppy bottle of lemonade and some cookies. while the collie was usually calm and collected, she almost dropped what she was carrying when she noticed what her charge had been doing.

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My Cousin Kaito

Apparently a buzz bomb is a lemonade flavored drink in a small spherical transparent container with a can top. it tasted like a mix of vodka, rum, and rubbing alcohol with a dash of lemon and hint of broken dreams.

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Wolfholme: Lincoln and Roderick

They sat in silence for a long moment with only the sound of mark sipping his lemonade loudly. it was the sort of thing lincoln would chastise his son over but on the big, buff, clean farmer it was sort of cute.

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