Exotic Slave Part 1
fifty million was more than most of the audience members had. the auctioneer looked at abram as if he was mad but slammed the gavel down and shouted loudly, "let the bidding begin at fifty million."
CH1: Full Steam Ahead
As the pressure rises i make a few minor adjustments, but it holds steady at fifty psi. soon enough the messenger comes back with a thumbs up. i open up the regulator to about fifty percent, and lower the others to the same.
Crazy Cat Lady
This woman couldn't possibly be in her fifties, with such long firm legs and slim thighs that tapered into a trim, shapely waist.
Skyfall Chapter 17
"two-fifty-seven?" she asked, shining a small light into my eye as her finger pried it open. "are you aware of what's happening?" i blinked furiously as she let my eyelid go and groaned.
Bargaining 101
"i could be persuaded to go down to one-fifty. fifty in cash and..._you_ can pay off the rest."
Meet Me at the Part 2 (Patreon)
The horse withdrew a fifty dollar bill from his wallet and pushed it wards the coyote. rich stumbled to grab the green note and stared at it with bewilderment.
Prologue
There is a war that has been tearing the continent of tentran apart for the last fifty years.
FoxTail ch. 1 pt.1
Grom is a gray wolf beast with some black fur and red eyes, he stood at six foot and weighed around one hundred fifty seven pounds; he also had a small piece of his top left ear missing from earlier in his youth.
Quandro Llegare Al Bohio? (When Is my Return Home?)
fifty years ago, those same americans had saved the cubans from spanish atrocities but they had backed the most corrupt government in history now and deserved what was coming.
Folsom Chapter 4: The Old Mask
fifty dollars for a hat felt too much like highway robbery to her. she did really like the hat, and tom hadn't let her down yet when it came to good s&m gear. she pulled a fifty dollar bill from the backpack, "sold.
Drake's Story: The Cost of Victory
The entire first floor was covered in the corpses of the fifty recruits. all of them bleeding and dead on the floor.
Good Afternoon Mr. Trefoil
"yeah, yeah... okay you crybaby, i'll give you fifty bucks if you win." the otter's face lit up, "now that's a deal. let's do this you walking omen of bad luck. i need a new pair of shoes."