Undisclosed Desires: Chapter 3
After all, his job now depended on them to get the mail delivered on time; mr. conner made that vividly clear.
Maybe It’s Just Stress!!
It was simply odd, ridiculous, even, the wolf thought as he growled and tossed the mail down to the little table in the hallway.
Golgo 13 and reincarnation
Yet, it intrigued me, a simple e-mail, harmless in theory but until the day i die i shall never regret knowing what i do now.
Chapter 6
As the computer powered up, i logged onto my account then checked my e-mails. most were spam/junk mail, the rest were from my college friends worried about me. it shocked me to learn they were online at the same time so, i opened a group chat room.
Forest Goddess
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Pack Mentaility Chapter 10
At veli's house it was early november vali was setting the table while her mother was putting the last touches on their supper when pat walked in with the mail.
Genetic Children-Log 01
At this point he noticed there was mail sticking out of the mailbox, probably bills as always.
Herdnan- Chapter Five
He kicked the door closed behind him as he shuffled through his mail. he yawned, and tossed the pile on the counter. he continued through the house, dumping his bags on the floor in the bedroom.
STORY ONE
**_"mail call, mail call" said they mail boy._** **_i have been waiting on my wife's letter for almost about 2 months._** **_what the letter contained was the gender of my baby well our baby, and nothing is going to stop me from getting that letter._**
Everyone Could Use a Bigger Penis
._ chapter 1 - the e-mail without junk mail, the internet would definitely be a lot less noisy than it is today. every day i must get about five or ten messages begging me to get a home loan or buy steak knifes.
Acceptance
She didn't know, not yet, how to have more than a surface-level relationship with someone that she was around - like chatting to customers at the bar or nodding to the mail worker when they were collecting the mail to ride out to the next town.
Bad Eggs.
_ amelia began to close out of everything, but stopped when she noticed she had a new e-mail. it was probably more junk mail but she opened her inbox regardless. one ebony brow winged up. there was a message from someone named e. bunni.