Predatory Discussion (Part II)
Little domestic shorthair kitties like you, however...maybe they're the ones you are trying to emulate, but you can't quite reach that magnitude of predatory skill.
Lifestyle Center part 1
In one, a mountainous, naked shorthair cat typed on a keyboard balanced on her immense bosom while stuffing slice after slice of pizza into her mouth. she noticed wendell staring and waved warmly before returning to her work.
Race Day
One boy in the group, a domestic shorthair tabby, had even planned to supercharge his box car by using metal wheels instead of rubber one. he figured it would offer less resistance on a wooden surface.
Toil and TG Trouble 2
The female white and tan brittany that ran the food stand outside the grocers wore a white apron with head covering, the grey shorthaired male pit bull butcher of the meat shop wore a bloodstained black apron, and the male dalmatian wore a flour caked apron
Long and Winding Roads Ch. 2
On the wolf's right was a sleek and lithe persian blue shorthair, his fur was immaculate, his clothes were immaculate, his piercing blue eyes...you guessed it...immaculate. he had a wry grin, almost constantly. the wolf spoke first.
Two Wrongs
She was a white shorthaired feline. she came up to jacob and helped him to stand, telling him gently to stand, leaning against the desk. jacob did as he was told so as not to incur any more wrath.
Building a New You
The shorthair cat fidgeted in her seat, the lyrca sport shorts that clung to her trim, athletic form squeaking against the worn nylon of the diner barstool. further down the lunch counter, lena spotted one of the chefs.
Appointment 5
File Name: Not-so Loving Bites One such appointment was a last minute one but, it sounded pretty important. Her name was Maeve she called during my meeting with Chloe, her dad and Rex. The reason behind her call was in regards to her husband an...
Dating Out. Chapter Five.
His body stunk of sweat and rain as he laid out over the feline, squishing the british shorthair against the cheap mattress. the springs protested at the weight. they groaned and corey did as well.
Mekid Chronicles: Chapter 10
He reached out, petting the shorthaired soft fur as the body flinched away from him as best as it could in it's lethargic state.
Working for BSI -1
He was fondling her a lot more, and a lot more meaningfully, than he petted his coal-black american shorthair mixbreed at home. and sally enjoyed the attention.
Crisis of Power, Chapter 1
In retrospect, she was a gorgeous shorthair calico, but what the hell kind of ten-year-old would find their mother hot? not me at least, at that time i just liked her pretty colors.