Ch. 3 -- Chassis
He slapped his taloned hand down on the counter with a metallic 'clink'. when his hand lifted, three large blue metallic coins lay on the counter. preston goggled.
The Iceberg Bar
Clint growled jumping at the counter. jean had climbed onto the nearest mug and jumped as clint smashed into the counter. as clint lay behind the counter dazed jean pushed the mugs her had positioned and they each broke on clints head.
It's That Special Sensation
"here we go, ma'am," i put the frilly package down to the counter and reached for a suitable bag from their storage hidey place, one of the many mysterious hidey places under the counter.
Meryle's story (part II)
Her tongue out slightly as she let the side of her face lay against the counter top while she panted hard. "mnnn!"
Who’s Gonna Pick You Up Tonight
Soon, a series of rumpled paper slips dropped onto the counter, followed by a few more once he dug into the compartment meant for storing cash...and then some more...all dropping to the counter like snowflakes on a grey-clouded morning...whispering cold air
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 80: Twenty Seven Kinds Of Wrong (A Grim Present And A Darker Future Part One)
**_"y-yes counter earth c-cosmetics is made up of two hundred employees across two locations.
Desperate for a Discount
He yanked the raccoon over the counter and the gun that had been sat over rocket's shoulder slipped from his grasp, clattering to the floor on the other side of the counter.
Power To The Players!
A quick, eager pace that rocked the wall of display games attached to the counter.
Fine Dining
Snap was on the move as the tigress spoke, racing around behind the counter and grabbing at not one but several clean dish-cloths that lay in a drawer on his side of the counter.
Story Segment -- Convenience
I saw the two human guys behind the counter nudge one another after the pup went past them. i lingered just long enough to be a few seconds behind the husky when he returned to the counter.
Modern Magic - Shanice 1
Taking the mirror from her and placing it on the counter, he asked, "how do you like your hair?" "what," shanice asked, "what's it to you?"
"You're Acting Like a Child!"
"be good for mama," eliza called, stamping out the cigarette butt as she walked over to the counter.