Workplace Harrassment
He figured it'd be audible, so he braced, and then smashed through it into the station's back end, making a lot of racket.
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 09
"it's a gang specializing in protection rackets," simon added. "i know what they do," aaron snapped, "they're mine. caboly's been jockeying to take over. i've been letting him because it keeps treble sharp.
Time for Reflection
But before he could reply, one feminine voice exclaimed:_**"for goodness' sake, what is that racket?!" **_the mustelid returned around to see a deer in dressing gown, the open door. a bit awkward about this footing, he simply said:_**"err... evening."
Death's Blood Ch. Twenty-Nine: Conflicting Resonances
Those people are slavers and racketeers, the crime syndicate with a tighter grip on the city than the rest."-- i climb down from one house, to the corner of the sidewalk. i look up, smiling at the sight of my raven friend in the distance.
Going to war
He opened the curtain and saw his salamander was sitting up amongst its fellows making an almighty racket. 'what is it glade?'
Heat Stroke.
He reluctantly asked himself, missing the entire point of having made a big racket. instead of a menacing roar as he was expecting however, a soft voice glided through the wind and made its way to his ears.
The Fraternity of Phi Alpha Gamma -Chapter One-
Neither one cared about the racket they were making or who might have heard them. they were to preoccupied with how good each one felt and how much pleasure they were receiving form one another.
The Girls' Pt. 5
She wasn't quite so great at the game-- but the last time he'd beat her, she'd thrown her racket at him. so he took it easy, and took the time to admire the view. he was a nice guy like that.
Recapitulation, Part 1
Heh, with all the racket i made, it was no wonder i'd ticked off every asian family of scorpions for miles around, since soon i was swimming in those little critters. i got stung again and again, heck, i should've died. but i didn't. i was saved by dr.
All's Fair - Part 13
"young man, stop that racket immediately," a stern voice said a couple minutes later, interrupting my tirade.
Locker Room Quickie
The caribou smiled fixedly and endured the throb of pain in his eardrums until the racket died down enough to be comfortable, though the world about him still spun dizzyingly.
Phoenix Coven - Chapter 34
Jet set his table tennis racket down and walked up to mick placing an arm around his shoulder. "honestly, i don't blame you. looking at those scars... ooohmph, i bet he's really rough in bed." mick's face reddened more from anger this time.