Open Office

He suddenly ducked down and wrapped his maw around the otter shaft. ian howled, grabbing onto the wolf head. he opened his eyes long enough to look at himself in the mirror.

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Open Minded

Liz opened her mouth and poked at the dragon's muzzle with her tongue. danielle opened her mouth, allowing the wolf to slurp all over her tongue.

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Opening Bids

opening bids a rattler, a frog, a rabbit, a horse, a cougar and a grizzly sit around a table playing poker, texas hold 'em style.

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Open Ocean

Compared to open ocean, the shallows held an irresistible heat. sunlight in open ocean sinks through the water, weakening as it goes, burning off its energy.

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The Open Couple

No clubs were open, he could go visit a restaurant for some light brunch he supposed, but daniel was in the mood for something else.

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The Open Door

It's open!"_ _ _ indeed. i turned the door handle with my elbow and opened it to admit myself into the musty room.

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Eyes Open

**eyes open** we are born, new to the world, without a care to think of. very soon, we open our eyes and gaze upon the world around us. we grow , learning, failing, trying, crying, hurting. we age, celebrate the highs and weep during the lows.

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Open Audition

Mitch was standing there by the door, propping it open with a cardboard box as he smoked a cigarette. kurt forced a friendly smile and headed for the door. he nudged it open further with an elbow to head inside.

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The Open Party

Clicking the door open on the apartment, i was more than happy to see rebecca sitting on a stool by the counter. "hey, wolfy."

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Eyes Open

He suddnely felt a paw pulling his eyes open. john's panting face filled his sight: the lion's aburn mane was wetly plasterd around his face. sweat was clinging and curling around ever inch of him. "eyes open." the lion rumbled.

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Open Poetry

Yeah, the staircase, oh, i'll tell you about the staircase, because you see the first stair is where they get you like a police baton to your knees, and that bitch screams pain and surrender and i'm not even to the other stairs yet which open you raw and suck

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Do Not Open

But he never got it open, probably, he thought, because he had absolutely no idea what was in it.

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