A little bit of everything Chapter 3: Recollection I
Forgetting that bolt was riding in the same pipe as her, she was thankful for inner monologue. "yeah, i'm fine. i was just wondering about..." a large signboard advertising the 'bolt' tv show passed by, but bolt couldn't see it from his line of sight.
An Island Of Compassion In A Sea Of Slavery: Part Four
My inner monologue sounds like erotic fiction_. falin narrowed his eyes in concern. "something the matter?" i waved my hand dismissively.
Locker Room Fantasies
No one will ever want to--_ celden's inner monologue is cut short when thomas pokes his head around the corner. curious at first, the pup's face pulls up into a broad smile. "whoa, cool! i didn't know you liked jerkin' off, celden." "what?
Wind of Change: Chapter 4
Yet, despite of his inner monologue detailing the lie, dairyu wasn't easily convinced.
Nothing Never Ends
Somewhere deep in the most primal recesses of the dark servant's mind, he could hear his own inner monologue howling in rage. demanding that he act, that he cease being such a fool to this parlour trick of obvious hypnotism.
Sex on the beach...
I could almost hear his inner monologue, willing his erection to go down so as not to cause anything embarrassing between us, as well as willing his hand to not move any farther up my thighs.
How It Goes - Part 11
A couple of old faces resurface, a couple of names are dropped, the closest thing to an inner monologue, and who can forget, embarrassing yourself in front of your parents?
Behind Bedroom Doors, Chp 2)
His inner monologue went on for a while until he finally nodded off, weary from a long day. as he slept his little brother would occasionally nudge an arm or murmur a whisper, stopping it from being a good night's rest.
Thrown to the Lions
Aaron had continued "called it," clyde's inner monologue continued. "...two of them swim..." clyde was a little happy to see they weren't just into contact sports. "... and my youngest even runs track." "really?"
Aeaea OG
Before continuing his inner monologue, he stopped dead in his tracks when his gaze came up upon her; this hot brunet whom he's never seen before. she was nice and tall, had amazing curves, and size c breasts that would put any model to shame.
Birds of a Feather (F on M) [Comm]
Thus came the inner monologue of a particular snowy owl, who looked down to see an almost ridiculously frilly pink diaper cover adorning his crinkly underpants.
Spilling Over
Clara continued, oblivious to max's inner monologue. "ah..." she began. "yeah i'll go hang out for a bit. i am kinda nervous though." "like i said, it's perfectly understandable.