The Slayton Solution
Some canned food on the kitchen counter, and some old, discarded, camouflage jackets on the couch of the living room with the only evidence that slayton could be the owner of this trailer is the vintage '80s smut magazine labeled "possum puss" on the living
Encounter #1: The Gym in the Office
The figures began to lift off the page and float around me as the vintage jukebox in the corner turned on with a loud clunk and started playing pink floyd's "money". "blake...?"
Swole
There was a country tune accompanied by various squeaks and rattles that pierced through the monotone buzz of summer as the vintage vehicle bumped along.
Out of the frying pan for good pt.1-A tragic end calls for a bad beginning
Scott was streaking down the road in his vintage 1960's orange pontiac gto. the car had belonged to his foster dad, who had poured a lot of money into getting it restored.
Shifter time
The lion shifter looked down on him from his high vintage point, then yawned, and lied down. he proceeded to lick his own malehood slowly, as if he was savoring the taste, leaving jake to himself for a long, peaceful minute.
Bear Survival [Commission]
"you'll survive this, just stay strong..." he said, addressing the vintage vehicle.
Judge Not Lest Ye Be Judged
I've already got stretch johnson gathering a few folks with vintage iron. but let them know there will be horse crap on the roads if they want their wide whitewalls to stay sparkly white.
Highball (2021)
It was a quick success, and its successes brought further growth, and more vintage aircraft.
Cedric & Cecil: A Continuation of How Sandy Met Robbie
Cedric had a tv yellow les paul junior, while robbie had bought cecil a vintage sunburst finished guitar of the same model. "guys got any requests?" asked sandy. "how about 'funk #49'?
No Thanks Required, Part 7
It was the hardest thing i ever did in my entire life, picking up the corpse of this dead boy i'd killed, and stuffing him into the passenger seat of his prize vintage car. i used my cap to pick up his gun and tossed it into the trunk.
Angel Devoured
"mmm, a fine vintage," he stated in contentment, even as he turned himself, lifting his heavy talons from selene's splayed arm-wings.
The Smuggler and the Bartender
She took in the familiar scent of her lover's work, the light smell of alcohol that wafted through the air, the soft music that played on a vintage jukebox he managed to buy off some human trader when he was visiting earth, all of it gave the place a feeling