Eight Years Ago
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Ten, Nine, Eight...
"eight...ah yeah bill. imagine, this could have been you if you hadn't been such a douche." i watched as the soft leather of his sheathlips pulled a single runnel of drool from frank's glistening fur. "fuck....frank..."
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P'rao adjusted his angle and dropped like a stone until his talons just hovered over the wispy grasses. He flexed his claws and twisted to see Meech on his right, just now descending to a skimming altitude. Beyond his friend, the green wall that marked...
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An Eight Legged Alliance
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There was exactly eight dollars missing. "guess you got your beer money after all, cowboy," he said, grinning. predictably, the silent apartment offered no response.
The Model - Chapter Eight
My head was spinning a little after drinking the wine last night. I had spent most of the morning laying in bed cuddled up to Kurt. The Doberman held me as I wrested my head against his chest. "Our shoot is at one pm this afternoon," Kurt explained...