Late Night
late night... jerry had just gotten off of work at the only local italian restaurant in middle of town. he kept glaring at his watch constantly as he made his way across the parking lot. "fuck, only got ten minutes."
The late shift
I said... he said "working late huh? i guess we all have to since it's the end of the month"... i responded "yes, there are some papers i need to finish, and i have been staying late all this week", it was thursday.
Late Arrival
Blade walks into the cabin silently, even with his steel hide hitting the floor. He approaches the bed where his love, his mate, his wife, lay asleep. He smiles and leans over her landing a soft kiss on her cheek. He gets down on his knees and smiles,...
Late Sex
"you've been sucha good boy lately," jessy said as shi crawled up over the shivering bunny's legs, moving up them until shi reached his burining erection and reached out her tongue to lick it"lemme show you my apreciation."
Late at Night
late at night by liam aether * * * disclaimer: according to law, you need to be of legal age in order to read this story. should you not be of legal age or be offended by material of male homosexual nature, leave.
Running Late
Wyatt was late, very late. mr. ayers was going to be waiting for over an hour. his employer was not a patient man. men of thomas ayers's power and influence are not normally accustomed to waiting for anything.
The Late Shift
"you're late jason!" came a shrill voice as the fox walked in. he looked over to the counter where a black lab was staring at him, his arms crossed and his eyes glaring at his tardy employee. "sorry..." the fox mumbled.
Late Show
The ram had a winning pair: a modest confidence that surfaced in toothy grins and a fat dick which bulged his pants like a weekend suitcase on a weeklong trip. Having coaxed the ram into an exhibitionist mood, with no paucity of praise, I had a...
Late for Work
**late for work** the morning commute: the epitomizing example of redundancy in a monotonous society of labor.
Always to late
So this is the second part to my previous story For Love Not Money, reading that first will probably make this story make a bit more sense.... although you don't have to. I wanted to get this done sooner but things kept getting in the way. Anyway,...
Too late
It was too late. - hello! he heard her voice. her beautiful voice. one last time. he wanted to say something, but it was too late. it all ended in a fraction of a second.
Late to Love.
#1 of late to love i wrote this years back. i think it used to be up here, but i kind of stopped posting anything here. i like the site's redesign, so i figure i'll start posting again.