Broken Words: Chapter 15
Pulling out a five, he placed it on the counter remorselessly and grabbed the two iced coffees.
Road Rovers: Where are they now?
Exile: did you get my ice coffee? hunter: yup. exile: thank you comrade. blitz: so you're heading out to work? hunter: yeah i'll be back soon okay trying to kill each other before i get back home. exile and blitz: no promises.
Bestialist Professional
And then ice cream and ice coffee, ok? - for me, just fruits! - protested lou. - no ice cream! - si, senor. we chatted about politics for a while.
A New Job (10 AU)
However, it was her treats like the homemade ice cream, iced coffee and milkshakes that were the best tasting, as they were made from fresh milk, which was a wonderful tasting experience.
Loosening Up - Finding yourself
One iced coffee please?" he said. "dine-in or take-out?" "take-out" "your name please?" "call me faith" he said, grinning to the feline.
Dance
Just a little stream of consciousness piece i wrote last weekend fueled by iced coffee and contemplative longing
Journal Entry, First Day
With one large, thin paw holding the iced coffee and mp3 and the other, in a rather forced, yet hoping to look natural, feminine movement of smoking the newport red,
Coffee with friends
Melissa, like her little brother, enjoy having caramel flavored iced coffee with a rather unsettling amount of sugar. it would be enough to give a child a sugar rush.
Tiny Eros Chapter 7
Amy said as penny noticed the iced coffee in front of her. "thanks amy, what do i owe you?" "i've got it this time. more importantly, did you bring proof?" penny nodded as she took out her phone.
Change of Plans: part 2
If that's not your flavor of iced coffee, don't read any further. \* \* \* =============== change of plans: part 2 by. neptune wolf =============== the sharp sunlight awoke me. it stabbed at my sleep like a slasher film's victim.
Addiction Therapy: First Session
That was what a mocha iced coffee was for. those too, however, had fallen victim to falling stock prices. just another in a growing list of personal luxuries he could no longer afford.
My Blind Son
She handed me a cup of iced coffee, smiling, and even though i can't see it through her fur, i think she is blushing. "that was really nice, what you did for your son." she said. she had a nice smile, i can't help but smile back.