November Challenge #2: Wishful Sacrifices
Wishful sacrifices november 2nd: the wishing well gareth hated the wishing well.
Down the well
The well was deep and i am alone.
The Dark Well
Depressing.. but how i feel im affraid a smashing feeling to my head as i looked on in dread waking in a darken well feels like i cant rebel trying to escape i grab the rectangle shape slipping back down into the
Well Wished
Lola insisted, "with somebody as strong as you we'd get finished sooner, and i'll pay you well, kitten!" "wuh-well, huh...? but are you sure, lola?"
The Wishing Well
A luscious black dress adorned her body, fitting it as easily as a well-made glove.
Well, that happened.
"oh, well then," she said. "i'm just going to sit here and watch my boyfriend and his friend hold hands, and be cute."
Ancient Well
She walked towards the well slowly. the well was wide, deep and she could not see the water.
All is Well.
He looked at her, and his eyes....his eyes were like deep wells. he said, 'it is done', and had walked into the cave.
Well Suited
He was certainly a lot bigger than he was used to, as well. surely it'd drive his girlfriend wild.
Wishing Well
Silver lights shimmer in the wishing well, striving to become myself without you.
Well Wishes
"well, you're not dead, at least." his voice was well-weathered, a slight rasp tugging at his words as he spoke. "though, you ought to find a better place to sleep the night."
Well Matched
_This work of fiction contains a display of public male masturbation. You have been warned. Anything else isn't my fault._ # _Well Matched_ Dragonchild It started at a train intersection on a cold January night. Tyler, a young yellow Labrador...