The Days After
She had donned some sort of g-string, made from an old indiana state flag, the bottom of the torch directing one's eyes to her thighs. more accurately, the two-inch-wide gap between them. "anderson!" "yes?!"
Ripples From My Mane - Chapter 1
For a moment he flashed on indiana jones and the possibility of booby traps, but considering that he saw nothing in the chamber that could be construed as valuable, there didn't seem to be a point to it.
The Fox's Path (Ch. 4)
"so he's like a real life indiana jones!" "who?" the twins said confusedly. taylor mentally slapped herself.
The Fabric Shop
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Discrete Details: Part 1
"this is indiana," wes countered angrily, "i can consent. you think my dad would have send me here if this was illegal? hell no."
Tristen discovers something strange (wanderer part 1)
The 16 year old folf was very happy that he was finally going to get out of the house for a few days and travel to indianapolis, indiana for marching band national finals.
Quiet Exceptions
And, oh, yes, it had been very quiet in this quaint, indiana farm-house, on this very wet, dreary new year's day. it had been so quiet.
The Need to Feed
Once his seed was in her, it would be curtains for the young indiana jones impersonator. the man followed helpless and as dutifully as a puppy follows around its mother. they exited the bar and walked out in the cool, brisk evening.
Rammin' On The Road
Normally it was to be expected mid-december in indiana but it was uncharacteristically balmy this week. “you take care, girl!” he called out after her, getting an over-the-shoulder glance before bethany left them.
Love Checks In, Trips a Wire
"you live in sheridan, indiana," was ma's response. a slight nod from the beaver. "that explains it, i guess." a pause. his broad, flat beaver-tail slap-slapped absently at the damp grass.
Endangered Species
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Billy the Kid
And so instinctively, after bidding his mother good-bye the goat fled on a train, not even in his teenage years to a series of temporary dwellings, including a farmstead in indiana where the goat found some decent work as a stable-boy.