Under The Lights
Her heels cracked against the tile like the keys of a madman's typewriter. "where's angelica?!" stefan yelled behind her as she closed her door. tanya threw herself onto her couch with her arms spread over the back.
Silver Lining (Chapter 6)
\>when she emerges, it's with an intricate brass instrument a little bigger than a typewriter. \> "the fuck is that thing?" \>she sets it delicately onto the bed and starts fiddling with dials, looking more than a little self-satisfied as she works.
Looking For Love
I retorted before making my way to the typewriter at the far corner of the front of the house. although i could barely bring myself to type anything.
Impure - Chapter Six
A reading lamp sat at one side of the mirror, while a brand new typewriter sat at the center of the desk. near the desk was a small countertop bar.
(:emptyroom:)Chapter Stylistic variant
The y and the z keys are switched, in an odd maneuver, and the keys of typewriters were nowhere near this... phantasmagoric.
Red Twilight: the avatar Awakend Chapter 6
Blake grips the sides of the rv to hold his balances “is that a chicago typewriter?”
A Hundred Miles Traveled
I sit here now at the typewriter in my room. it was such a simple dream...
Sam and Max Temples Tentacles and TITS
The paper on his desk in front of him in the old fashioned manual typewriter reading "help, i'm stuck using old technology!" along most of the page. he glanced at the clock. "i dunno, max. do we have enough money? we haven't gotten a case in days."
Low-Light Date-Night
"that's why there's a selectric typewriter priced three times more expensive than it should be sitting on the front desk." joanne offers a gentle hum. "does he ever use it?" she asks as she takes a few shots of her own.
Darlene
I was looking at gay porn and writing a novel on "satan's typewriter," as my mother called it, and wouldn't you know it, she busted in and saw what i was doing and the steamy butt-drilling i was doing it to, and that was that.
Trepedation
As such, please be a little gentler with any critique in that respect...i'm rather new to the world of smut literature.3rd place winner in the 2013 golden typewriter challenge...erotica division all characters (c) ken j.
The Perfectly Average Boy
It looked like it was made by a linotype machine or a typewriter or something. "did you do this?" she asked, her voice cracking as she asked it. "yes," he answered. "w... what is it?" "it's, uh..... math," he answered. "ok.