Wasteland Survivor – Aftermath - ch10
While watching it intently, i murmured, very quietly, "eighty five and a half, and counting..."
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Twenty One
"justin, row fifty seven," lena told them, "spot three hundred eighty four." justin looked down to see that they were standing at row fifty seven. the squares in front of him were numbered three hundred eighty to three hundred eighty nine.
Innovation - Prologue, Project Innovate + Chapter 1, Magnetic Sequencing
[me] "exactly nineteen thousand, six hundred, and eighty three." casper slid a calculator my way to show me. "and you got this, how?"
Choose Your Own Adventure - A Waking Dream
Leave her alone and head out of the barn - **section eighty-two** stay and see what happens - **section eighty-seven** * * * 017 - she is startled, but only for a second, and then she hungrily drinks down the mixture now flowing into her mouth.
Milestones
"eighty-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-_eight_," she cooed with satisfaction, lowering her long, strong leg to the floor, "and eighty-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-_nine_." t'lak's cock gave a plaintive throb. "o-one to go!"
Global Defences, Part 2
"okay guys, the shuttle bound for station eighty nine leaves at 0600 hours, so take my advice and go to the watering hole, have a couple of drinks and try to sort out the frostiness that i know is between you both" we both acknowledge the admiral and head
Shelly on World History
---------------------------------------------------------- there was the disco era after the sixties, largely regarded as 'the great expanse of nothing' where a lot of cocain was made and much of it snorted, but not much else happened, then there was the eighties
Feeding Dinner
He unrolled a tape measure in a manor that made a crack in the air. the lion shuddered, shying away from the cool yellow ribbon, t tickled a bit "mmm... seventy eight... seventy nine... eighty... eighty one..." the hyenas grin grew wider with the bloating
Teaser - Just a Loser Pothead
eighty dollars and a blowjob - not a bad profit for a ten minute drug deal with oscar. i sat down on the ground, grateful that the school had such a convenient, unused hideaway.
Open Season Chapter 18: Hen Party Part 2
Besides, working eighty plus hours a week doesn't leave much time for dating." kel looked shocked. "no way, eighty plus hours a week? how do you do it?" kacy regarded the vixen a moment before answering.
Astral High - Chapter 44
Basically, he took a semi and sent it flying down mainstream at two hundred miles an hour with an extra eighty tons of force behind it.
The Ashen Monument
The once sleepy town -- the eighty-five percent of it that was left -- became a buzz of activity. donation stations dotted the two main streets that crisscrossed the town center.