Star Gazing: Introduction
If a man were to try and count the number of kites flown and picnics had under that tree, he would lose count miles away from the true amount. those are just memories, they've moved on from that.
Big Dude Wrestling #2
"1 . . . 2 . . ." the referee counted but rico was now the one getting his shoulders up off the canvas.
After Hours
On the count of three you go, then i'll follow later, okay?" at her friend's nod of confirmation brynn started counting. "one...two...three!" she continued counting to eight before diving in after sara, with barely a splash.
Betting your Butt
Monferno’s counting began as riolu bobbed his head slowly, sucking on monferno’s half-hard meat.
Working Hard part 1
He reluctantly took my hand, not so much squeezing it as hovering just near enough to count as contact. "my name is valmick fosttorn." "trent. nice to meet you." i took out my phone. only three minutes late. hell, i'd count this as early.
Minimum Wage Wrestling #6
_ aaron rolls himself over on top of his opponent and goes for a cover as the referee counts, "1 . . . 2 . . . 3! that's it!"
Chapter 15: Anoran Literature
I bet you didn't know i can count all the way to twenty. i can count to like a hundred. you know how many numbers there are? i don't but i bet there's lots. renno stops him. "to the point, how does it work?"
The Competitive Edge
He grinned, and began to count. "three..." beside him, taylor joined in. they counted down in unison, until... "_two. one. g-go!_" with the same fevered vigour, the two frat bros began to compete. to masturbate.
Blutwelt
Several human and chiropteran attendants served the count's every whim. "welcome noble paladin. i am count vladmir des mondfluch." rolland followed the count into the banquet hall. he was to be seated at the table of honor.
Lessons Learned
Before too long she was down to cloud-watching and counting-games, vestiges of the desperate. she counted stones, boards, bars, clouds…eventually she tried counting hours, and even dates.
Seat Training [Commission]
Even though the count had bestowed him a place to live as well as a modest wage, eryn could never fully stomach serving a horse.
Rubbed The Wrong Way
Prince lost count of just how many times the boar had teased him to the point where he felt so desperately close, only to be inevitably let go and left to stagnate without that last, final push.