Saturday Night
saturday. saturday, saturday, saturday. saturday was a good day. a very good day indeed. saturday meant a morning shift at the coffee shop with his best friend sheek, and then a nice and relaxing evening doing...well...absolutely nothing.
Saturday Mornings
saturday mornings (short story) "c" arthur & philomel-a 2011 **saturday mornings by: arthur & philomel-a** saturday morning, one of a cub's favorite things in the world.
It Started on a Saturday
For me, breakfast comprised of: a homemade omelet, two strips of bacon, a glass of milk and the saturday morning news.
The Delights of Saturday
Ah, saturday. the beckon of the outside world could not be farther away, unheard by the snoozing stallion. there was nowhere for him to be, nothing that required his immediate attention.
Saturday Matinee
This saturday night, like every saturday night, she pulled up to the theatre's parking lot, located on the edge of the city's industrial area.
Saturday Morning
saturday dawned bright and clear, the sun streaming through the window right into your eyes so there was little chance of you getting any more sleep. stumbling you made your way to the bathroom and did the necessary.
Saturday night
"the first saturday of each month we get a rush of gay furs" the bar tender says filing another glass. "i didn't know that" the fox says turning around and looking around the room.
Saturday Rituals
The cum enema i was getting was basic standard for a saturday morning from master, and nothing ever pleased me more than to have him reach a sexual peak so powerful to mark my insides with his massive pup maker.
Just a Saturday
It was a normal saturday evening, the orange sky signaling the end of fall, a thing she adored. fall was never really her favorite season, it was such a slow ride to the end of the year, besides, orange wasn't exactly a pretty colour in her eyes.
Mr. Saturday
saturday, and thank you." i whispered as i fell.
A Saturday Together
There they found a small footpath that led to a small cafe that was hidden away and away from the saturday crowd. "think this will do?" azria asked lilith, making sure she was fine with it. "looks quite nice. let's go in," she replied.
NightShadow's saturday
Early morning saturday: the phone rings "who is it this early in the morning" complains night. the phone rings a second time and night gets out of bed. "im coming, im coming.... sheesh".