Prompt: Torches and The Oars

"the criers?" he asked. "you sent them out." alessia replied. "the singers? the players?" danos counted off, one by one, "the food, the drink, the dance?"

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Werewulf short story preview

No one would see the crier boy. here he was free to be himself, and even then it was only under the cover of night. his vision was blurred by tears as he made his way to the swings, the structure metal and simple.

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Relation écailleuse

Brusquement et sans crier gare, je transformais mon tranquille roulement de bassin en coup de butoir. nos hanche s'entrechoquaient bruyamment et reine, en réponse à cette soudaine vigueur, me mordis l'épaule tout en gémissant. je grimaçais.

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Strait from the Sales Block

The crier was a blast from a bygone era, handle bar mustache, boots to his knees and top hat and a gaudy green tailcoat, a ring master who called to the desires of the bored and wealthy. 'why, i have several.'

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XXXMAS Day Fourteen - Prostitution

She smirked as she added, "is it me, claire, or have you been getting a lot of criers lately?" the bat rolled her eyes and groaned. "its been absolute torture. if it's not guys upset about cheating on their wives..."

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Toni gets Latexed

They had gone down the toilet and back up again, into the crier, leaving some cleaning lady one \*heck\* of a job this evening. (we have relieved her of her suffering.) "who said that?" there was no one else in the bathroom.

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The Lead Crown, Ch 4.6 Thaddius

Letter was two paragraphs in length, informing brother maynard that he was to take the second part of the letter in no less than a thousand copies, and that each copy was to be distributed to every bulletin board, every inn, every marketplace, and every town crier

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Summoned. Chapter 1.

Wuf, the folf, was far from a regal, her life and shire remained unaffected through all conflicts, her only knowledge of the politics out of the view of the hills was what the town crier would bark out every so often, her grey and black tail landing directly

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Healing Love - Chapter 33

"why am i such a crier . . . ?" "because you're my sweet little kitten." i blushed and giggled at his reply. during the shower, we took our time seeping the body fur wash into our coats. actually, we were downright washing each other at a slow pace.

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A Bronze Rising: Out with the Old

I also spoke to the town crier. he's spreading the news of what's happened around the village. everywhere is abuzz with your defeat of sir ronald." i rumbled in my throat, "it was knight-lieutenant richard who slew sir ronald."

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