A Thanksgiving Embarrassment
"guess what time it is, free-baller!" melissa advanced on him in an instant as adam tried to wriggle away. "time to leave adam alone?" he tried to kick at her to drive her back to give himself some room to get free, but it soon backfired on him.
Growing Pains: Alex
Growing pains is a simple, silly anthology series, featuring a slice of life look at the random moments from the daily lives of some of my curious times series characters.
An Afternoon Off
Besides, it seemed like every time a bunch of young male coyotes started roughhousing in the bathing pools, someone took a knee in the puppy makers. arrd laughed and pinned his ears back. at least it wasn't him rolling around on the riverbank last time.
A New Holiday
Melissa tried, sharply jerking her knee up several times in a row. each time, james just barely avoided the eruption of pain it promised. the third time, melissa caught his thigh hard enough to make him yelp, but just missed the husky's nuts.
Time After Time
With time ticking away he didn't have time for subtlety, heading to the back of the empty store and kicking down the back door.
In Time
In time (05/23/2018) in memory of shane.
There was no time
Mess i try to spin it back in shape i stuff it down, i hide away i tell myself i'm fine there's no more thread, no yarn to spin no tale where one could just have been i know this feeling, it jabs my chest i'm sorry, hope i didn't waste your time
This Time
Maybe not this time. but... next time, claire. next time for sure. i'll make you cum harder. i'll make you cum faster.
In Time
"and we won't take her to another world, but rather, to another 'time'; she would still technically be home, but to a much 'newer' home." "aaah, i see, do you suppose it's time to revisit some old young friends?"
Time
He introduced them one at a time. the person on the left was named tyrone shakkor. he had a black robe with a black hood over his head.
Time
When a friend of mine wanted a time-travel story as a commission, you'd better believe i was very excited. what follows, dear reader, is a love story lost in time. i'm hoping when you get to the end, you're close to tears.
Time
The taste of time, a faint stain which makes you aware, which does not fade away, but only becomes stronger, now that time rolls on, the change caught up with me, when i never saw it coming.