Marcus Lane - Chapter Twenty Three
He wriggled out of the sleeping bag, climbed as quickly as he could down the ladder (almost falling off the bottom rungs in the process) and bolted to the hedge.
Marcus Lane - Chapter Three
Frank stood still for a moment, wondering whether to try jumping through the hedge again or take the front door. the front door was probably a more polite and dignified option.
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When the master comes, it's an official hedge wizard. he approaches in a cloud of steam, dressed to the nines.
A royal affair in Purple and Bronze
Queen alena of the kingdom of the hedge ignored the funny looks the guards gave her as she passed by. all except for the one guard who looked as if he was about to stop her.
The Feather- An Anthro Owl MtF TF/TG
Fencing and hedges at once caught him, forcing him to struggle instead of glide towards the owl, and he soon lost sight of it.
Disturbance In The Paddock
He crept to the very back of the paddocks, where there was a long line of tall hedges, perfect for hiding. he found a good spot, and crouched behind the bush, peering over the top.
Poem #80: Ghost
_ghost_ there is something in the air something i cannot see i feel the passing there she has been torn away from me someone i cannot see listen to the reasoning of the blissful child running through the air blustering where the hedge is wild
The Give in...
H_e pulled out a set of hedge clippers with long, sharp blades that could slice a stallions cock and balls off easily._ "just imagine these sliding between a colts legs from behind... getting his fat, beautiful horse nuts nestled in that sharp v..."
I'm Still Ready For My Closeup
Instead of going straight to the main entrance, art took us towards the hedge maze like he knew the way, which made me think how many times that insanely stunning young man was in this rather ominous establishment.
A Keen Eye for Treats
The main entrance of the building was just in front of the public road, but on the other side there was a garden twice as large as the house itself and surrounded by tall hedges.
Prelude to the weekend
The trio trotted along the fence for a couple of minutes, coming to a line of huge thorn hedges.
Rest stop, fifteen minutes!
The hedge-pig moaned in outright frustration. eyes dancing with delight, the cat pushed that small flesh hood back all the way, baring the bundle of nerves to the cold hard air, and rubbing with due pressure.