Chapter Two
The calico leapt out of his seat and slammed open the desk side door and then stared into the skylight for a moment, as if awaiting approval. joel backed up; this guy was odd, to say the least. "is everything alright?" he probed nervously.
Easy Money
The calico and the vixen converse in quick bursts of french, a cacophony of clipped syllables and silent, slurred vowels that makes me feel more important than i really am.
Corsi INC 21
The calico was obviously flirting with the gentleman. lone was obviously too dense to realize as he replied. "very well then.
Smart Poisons - 3 - Psychology
She was small, mousey for a feline, a calico cat. she wore a dark brown dress suit with a white blouse underneath and a pair of dark heels.
Spider House
The calico feline felt suddenly dizzy in the elation that suddenly overcame her. weak at the knees, she fell against the closest support -- the terminal behind her.
Exposed
The calico feline was a tad on the small side for her age of nineteen years; nonetheless, in her blue eyes she managed to impart a measure of confidence and control that was more usual to people a few decades older. the page refreshed.
Acceptance
She owed her calico markings to her mother and the length of her fur to her father's side. how chris was lucky enough to land her i had no clue, but the pair had been inseparable for years.
Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #11- Mid-Season Suspicions
"calico's trying to get one of the keystones' 1st round pick in the upcoming draft.
Starbounding Vixen - Episode 6
The calico disengaged warp as the ship slowed back down gently to impulse speed. junon stood to look over the view before her, seeing the white star in the distance.
Third Date
"i can take the bus," rosco waved in the direction of the tree-lined boulevard that was the main artery of the calico mall. he didn't have to.
Another Closet Case
They all wanted a piece of ass on a handsome, twenty-nine-year-old male calico with heterochromia eyes--one blue on my right and sunset orange on my left.
That Which Is Desired :: VII: break
Licking his chops, xynon let his gaze linger on the lithe form of the calico jester, the firegryph's presence momentarily forgotten. he stepped forward, kicking the door shut behind him.