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Good vintage, and i've had it open for the past hour or so to let it breathe. i'd hate for it to go to waste, so if you'll kindly help us finish it, i would appreciate it ever so much."
Behind Yellow Eyes: Chapter 14
The vintage is old and french, red bordeaux. it's got more alcohol than normal wine, around 30%, so it burns... but it's very tasty.
Toontown - a learning experience
They were of dramatically different art styles, one a vintage hand drawn toon and the other 3d, but were both about the same size, thigh high to him.
Finding Himself
He looked over towards the front door of his apartment, past the mixture of sleek, modern and vintage furniture that comprised the living room, standing by the front door to the apartment, was his roommate and best friend charla.
Gift horse
The walls were adorned with vintage posters of famous musical acts from the past, creating an ambiance that transported its patrons back in time.
The Ranch Hand, Part 1
The old half-rusted white vintage clock, that always hung by boss man's desk in the stable corner, showed it well past the hour appointed for the arrival of the stranger: hired to care for the young filly. she scratched at the stable floor, irritated.
Companions Chapter 14: The Reception
After taking a sip of the crisp, dry vintage, i assisted rovaun with his glass, but the bubbles made his nose itch, which then made his eyes water when he tried to suppress the oncoming sneeze.
Another Dragon Story
What i gave was just a good vintage of wine... my experiment was to see what it took to seduce a dragon. for that i needed a willing subject.. and you certainly were! now i can finish my article." the animal was turning red.. "you mean you.. we..
A Birthday for Mike
He couldn't believe ben remembered that off-the-cuff story as he tore the shimmering wrapping paper open to reveal a beautiful, vintage acoustic guitar!
Alternate Interrogation Techniques
_if this works i'll have to send that old mage a bottle of fine vintage._ "j...jon m'lord." that took ves off guard. _is he mocking me? if he thinks he can i'll have his fucking cock!_ "you still address me as your lord?"
Red Sheets for Valentines Day
It certainly does for my incredulous palate, like an finely aged vintage of blood and roses. finally, some valentines day dedications: to lupinestar: 'its been a helter skelter romance from the start ... days come and go ...
On Our Last Date
This story is nearer to my true writing style, the vintage, nostalgic, and rather decadent narrative voice, than most of what can be found on this account.