Zero Point: Chapter 3- Baptism By Fire
'_ his internal monologue had a point. how the hell did she know how to work the safety on his pistol? but... his adrenaline-fogged senses tried to figure things out. actually, she _had_ spoken to him in english. what the hell?
Murder Becomes Her
But before her internal monologue got around to asking them, she was distracted by something more pressing. specifically, pressing against her bra, which her chest was doing quite tightly.
Stud on the Market
She stopped my internal monologue by leaning in and giving me a loving smooch and a more than generous helping of pancakes and fruit. i smirked at her back as she bumped my shoulder with her large rump. "oopsie, sorry honey.
Belonging - Fable Pt. 1
Fable shook the assorted doubts and confusions from her head, bringing peace to her internal monologue, and cast around the room. for all its opulence and splendor, she didn't feel any better for being in here.
Selective Memory IV
I answered myself, internally cursing for validating my theory of madness before switching back to my internal monologue. 'you've worked so hard to become so many different people that you don't know which one of us is the real you.'
A Mare's Tale Chapter 2
You haven't done anything any other mare in your position wouldn't have done, and there is nothing he can do to you" "oh, there is so much he could do to me" i put the thought down, my internal monologue ending in precisely the fashion it always does, but
Love Lost, Chapter 11a: Excesses.
"my wife would take offense to that sentiment, human velasquez," carlos felt echo in his mind so loud that it obliterated any other internal monologues that might be vying for conscious contemplation.
Keeval-da: Trouble At The Inn
I do agree though... sucha fine figure shouldn't be wasted hastily. " keeval-da found herself giving an internal monologue -when this is over she is a dead woman. dead! why am i staying to protect that bitch? what is wrong with me?
Part 3: Out of The Frying Pan...
I really need to stop having internal monologue when my dragoness needs me. she on her back already wtih her legs open, inviting me in. not wanting to keep her waiting any longer, i move up to her, bringing my head to her crotch.
Louder Kinds of Quiet
His thoughts, his internal monologues slipping away. as he said, "you must be nearing your 'peak' ... yes?" a hesitation. before she nodded. "what were you going to do?" he whispered. "tell me the truth ... " " ...
Magnetism, Maybe
Turning off her internal monologue. she shifted her weight from one hip to the other, standing contrapposto. she was as beautiful as any ancient sculpture, truly. marble could not capture her form, her features.
1.7 - Black and White All Over
The door chime sounded, interrupting her internal monologue. the feline groaned and reached for a robe. she wasn't wearing much. just a lacy bra and a thong. i was expecting privacy.