Home
It's a cold house, and an old place, but i'm sure we can keep it warm here. ... ... ...
A House is Not a Home
A blue Sedan, a bit past its prime but still in good working condition, turns into the complex's parking lot. With a click of a claw, the engine's roar dies. He grabs his bag and loosens his red silk tie. "Day's finally done," he announces to himself....
House of Hunters
I can do this" the freshman responded, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he stood in the large empty hall that served as a private gym at the top of the frat house.
Mia's House
It went without saying that i'd never been by her house; her parents would never even have let me in the door. i accepted the invitation and then jumped in the shower to wake myself up. half an hour later, i found her house.
The House Mouse
I was to learn that being a house mouse meant that while the platoon was cleaning the squadbay, the mice were cleaning the duty hut, aka drill instructor's house.
House Arrest
"i think it's wonderful that you tried... and why i've been a bit more careful about what i keep laying around the house since then." dr. anthony smiled down at peter.
Mire House
"i don't know why, but the house is here-- across the vacant lot. it has followed me home, like a stray puppy... or a police officer." "they put the pile dwelling near your house?" "i don't know... i really don't know. it's a not a small house.
The House of Vaahn
The upper seating was divided into seventy two partitioned sections, each marked with the heraldry of a senate house.
House Party
It really was a mad a party, the frat house was filled to the brim with furs, and at this hour, things were getting wild, too, with a rather hot cougar standing on a table and swinging his shirt over his head while showing off his dance moves and his bare
House Partay
It really was a mad a party, the frat house was filled to the brim with furs, and at this hour, things were getting wild, too, with a rather hot cougar standing on a table and swinging his shirt over his head while showing off his dance moves and his bare
Empty House
Walking through the house a day later the emptiness in my heart, my soul the silence of the house deafening you aren't here anymore this has to be a dream.
The House of Bondage
There was no coffee table as there had been at george's house, so his briefcase was set on the cushion beside him.