Merlin's Revenge Chapter 22
Paul kensington had been a busy man the past couple of days. his position on seattle's city planning council had always been a sedate low key background job. he liked it that way.
Pocket Fox: Vacation
"kensington foxes fishing trip begins!" === it was the mid-afternoon on the first day of their fishing trip. corey was sulking in his room and frank couldn't find his dad.
CapÃtulo I Primer DÃa de Escuela
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How I Met My Master, part 3
After a few changes and a brief ride on the tube, we emerged once again above ground at south kensington, and we padded down the pedestrian tunnel to the museum. i'd always been interested in science so the massive museum was sure to be a hit.
Pocket Fox: Objectification
"kensington, what are you doing here?" the cat intoned lazily. frank gritted his teeth and dared himself to not look away. "morning, lance, i work here, how about you?"
Lonely
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No Regrets
An adorable marine mammal commutes to kensington of london for a rendezvous with her dear tiger boyfriend. for this story, i had two inspirations. the first was from anhes's abandoned comic "just go on" for the sex on the balcony.
Patterson: A Heart as Warm as His Padding
kensington?" called a teenager's voice. "or mr. kensington, you all here?" clark moved to an intercom on the wall, a cheap but efficient set-up that their computer nerd spouse had slapped together.
Patterson: Take It All In, Let It All Out
"i ... may seriously love this." he asked, imagining how silly the name 'patterson kensington' would look on his papers. "no one else for now?" "no one else for now," said susan.
Paws, Slow Down, Stop - Chapter 6
We still live in the same flat on the kensington road, and i started work with klaus a couple of weeks after i arrived. would i change anything? not on your life! and besides, i still get to take trips down memory lane every now and again.
The Cupid Club: Ch. I
He was cold, agitated, his rump had been asleep since kensington, and he was starving...and not just for food. the carriage turned down a number of back alleyways before stopping in the middle of a dark, deserted back street.
The Fugetive
Address 352 kensington drive, apartment 5b. i'd like backup, the perp is armed and probably dangerous." "you're dating a fucking cop now, dev?" mike sneered, "that's rich. what are you, scared that i might come back for you?"