A chance meeting chapter 5
( drat, she will definitely notice that when she wakes up.. ) his thoughts raced, taking all of his willpower he rolled to his back, then slid off the bed. going outside into the cold night to let off some steam and take a quick swim to clean up.
Misstress Blob
Ok, lets see what i have **[\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*]** **selection:** magix freeze (3mp) | toast (5mp) \*\* | helix (8mp) \*\* **[\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*]** s: drat, helix sounded cool too.. oh well, and what the hell is mp?
The Best, Worst Show
drats! hazelnut came out of the hiding, while some of the hay mixed with grass stayed on his clothing. after standing up, before his eyes, was the most cartoonish looking ring leader he could ever imagine.
Kevin's Highschool Days
drat i thought to myself. okay so maybe i didn't get to talk to the human or see the mysterious 3 males, but i knew i could try again another time. maybe they'll be in my classes and i'll be chosen to lead them around the school.
Wild Cat Chase at the Museum
"drat." he said and then he threw the cigar into the opening of the armor, thinking it was a trash can. _'who does that guy think i am, a trash can?'
Fievel's Daughter
"oh, drats," she said, looking away. "i was hoping you would have suggestions on what i could get her." "no, i do not," he said, his voice fading as he moved closer to her. her uncomfort aroused him further. "how old are you, mayflower?"
A Doe in Heat: Unstoppable Lust
"drat. you came a lot harder than you did inside me, did you?" he gave a firm nod of his head. "wow. that tongue of yours must really get the job done to get your juices flowing so quickly. do you even need a female?
A Fresh Start
_'drat,'_ i thought bitterly, making my way to the seat and sitting, mumbling a quiet "sorry" only she was allowed to hear. she only glanced over her shoulder as a response, seeming almost unphased by my presence.
Sound and Silence: Extras 2
"drats- i mean, no, that's not it! i was going to host a birthday bash sometime on my birthday weekend and invite some of my friends over, is that cool?" "that's fine." "sweet!
A Fairy Story
drat, drat, drat! tit thought; stupid dragon!
Curse of the Crinkle Crate! | Chapter 3
drat! of all the days... he had thought to himself, as he ran from his front porch after locking the front door to his car.
He’s a Keeper
drat. my hypnosis is succumbing to the pain. at least his feet can't move now, or he'll fall over and make for a terrible statue. "relax." i force myself into his mind. "sink deeper into my trance." "it... hurts..." he's resisting. i push harder.