The Grotto of Ice
My mother angrily glared at me, holding a small pottery plate in one paw and a rag cloth in the other. "what-" "what nothing! i told you to clean these plates hours ago! why are they not done?"
Erika Whitehoof - Chapter 17
I was laying in the shards of broken pottery and was laying in a puddle of some foul liquid. going back in i found the rest of my team... all of them had been torn apart. it was... horrific.
Panther Cream
The walls have various paintings, pottery and weapons on it. the short hallway from the front door leads into the larger main room which has a circle shape. the floor is carpeted and has a chandelier in the middle that hangs down from pyramid ceiling.
The Waking Hunger - Part 3
"pottery, miss! i have such lovely vases here! this exquisite glass one has been blown by the great hektar, himself!"
Identity: Chapter Seventeen
Olympia's house was a moderately-sized, oriental-style place, with the curved, pottery-roofed style of architecture common in chinatown itself and in the neighbourhoods surrounding it.
Apologia III
I think i spent most of art class trying to get sally jervis to like me; my pottery was more successful than my flirting. sitting in the oval rooms of the l'orangerie, surrounded by monet's water lillies, something finally clicked.
Kioga: Diaplomacy 1 - A Celebrity in His City
Lugo attempted to glare at evan, but the stone-dead face was dry as pottery in death valley. lugo failed to maintain his giggle. kioga threw a shotgun burst of peanuts at evan. "fuck you, man!"
The badger and the viscount
It woke occasionally to drink from a pottery dish of water the guards filled and twice it squatted over the smelly hole in the floor.
Danceroom Balling
Bringing the books home wasn't going to do any good, not unless he could pull his mom away from her pottery classes long enough to practice with him. "everything okay, sir?"
Home in the Woods
But lance crept to the threshold of the hut, picked up a rock, and threw it a piece of pottery behind the horse. it shattered, and lance darted away and into the surrounding woods just as he saw the chief's eyes flick open, cock still in his mouth.
Caged
Twisting her body on the head like a man trying to turn clay into pottery, the chestnut squirrel began to drench my entire cock with her juices as freely as her mouth shouted moans and commands of pure hunger.
Dream Factory Episode Four: Stiches and Witches
She pulled out the red dress and laid it down on the counter with all the care of holding a one hundred thousand gold piece of pottery. jade took one look at the dress and covered her mouth with her hands. "the horror.