Self Indulgence 4
A well dressed otter had taken the adjacent seat, a throbbing erection pulsing out of what had to be rather expensive slacks coupled with a consummately stylish waistcoat-oxford shirt combo. "nice throbber ya got there," the otter announced proudly.
'A Light That Never Goes Out'
That had all been very well during boyhood, but now that he had, some months ago, finished his degree at oxford, the question of he ought to do with his life loomed ever more pressing, as if demanding an answer.
Smoke & Mirrors, Prologue: The Crisis
From there, his surprisingly keen intellect had carried him all the way to the prestigious oxford university on scholarship.
Tina's story moves to Sofurry
He wears gray flannel slacks and a blue oxford shirt. his hair is a sandy brown, and he wears half glasses...he comes with a box in his hand... > > "donuts?" he asks, opening the box > > "these are krispy kremes!" tina enthuses > > "and they're warm!"
Policeman's Ball
Gravel crunched under well oiled, leather oxfords as the officer walked toward the yellow vehicle. dark blue slacks with a light blue stripe on either side of the seam clung to well muscled thighs.
Like Glass
They teased him about his peculiar fashion, ripping his vest and oxford bags. they pushed him around, mocking his delicate, twenty something looks.
Lion, Tiger and Bears, oh my, part 14
"it was part of a lot oxford lent to the smithsonian in nineteen ninety and it's still there according to their records." "why do you want to look at it?"
Relic
Something she took as a minor in oxford but never waned interest in, especially in her line of work: archeology. going to alternate worlds and learning of their histories really buts a whole new perspective on her own of what could have been.
Junior Minister
Then there was some fumbling of paws at his blue oxford shirt and black leather belt.
Pages Torn and Burned, Incompletely
Passing resemblance to the local branch of hyaenidae, though my ancestors traded begging at the heels of uncaring leonine kings for scraping at the somewhat fertile dunes circumscribing the gulf of suez, or thereabouts--though in any case i was made for oxford-raised
Edge Walking. Chap 3: Applicant
Why jamie was thinking gaudy neon during his day-long walk from hartranft to this oxford circle location, he didn't know, but he sure felt foolish now that he thought about it.
The Last day of summer; a Gray Muzzle story
Around two that afternoon, i put on my clean pink oxford shirt, and my dressiest chinos, and walked to her front door. i knocked. after what seemed like forever, she opened the door. "well, hi, neighbor...."