Beginning Memories
Looking over, his alarm clock read only five minutes past noon, plenty of time to clean up the heavy scent of sex that clouded the room.
Shandow Manor(Commissioned by Deiser and pappagobbastoppa)
Considering the clock seemed to be just made up of a broken clock face and pendulum, it was a wonder how it worked at all.
Making new friends
Running his fingers through the nice coat of hers, he looks at the clock and smiles. leaving her like that, he steps out of the room and watches some tv.
Corporate Sex Slave 1
You look to the clock. it's 5:30pm you can clock out now if you want since your hours are 9-5. so, you log out of your pc and head to the break room and swipe your pass across the reader.
Teaser: 30 Minutes or Less
"not yet," she chided, looking at the clock. twenty-eight minutes. that's why, when she heard the knob turn and a loud _click_, she _jumped_, her neck-fur bristling. had it finally happened!?
Nocturnal Temptations
Looking at the clock again 4:25 burned through the dimness of darkness around it. mathew cursed silently to himself again and closed his eyes almost tighter than before.
Life on the Farm 3- Destiny
He looked at the clock, it was five o'clock. sarah should have been calling him soon.
The Birthday Dog
The muffled scream wasn't even enough to be louder than the clock now striking 12:30. her pain only masked by pleasure, she felt the dogs penis slam into some kind of wall within her.
A Hero's Reward Part VI: Emo Does Not Exist
Heaving a heavy sigh, he slowly turned his head to see the clock on his nightstand. the glowing face of the digital alarm clock read 12:45 a.m.
Chocolate Chip for Santapaws
The precious pup said looking at the clock. 8:58pm. now he only had to stay up for a little more then three hours and he would see santa, making his christmas perfect. the house was deathly quiet.
Typical Monday
I toss a lazy glance at my digital clock on the dresser, and give a heavy sigh. 12:38pm. fuck, i think to myself. so much for an early start today. monday, here we go.
Discovering what it's for... (Resubmission)
Love, mom he looked up at the clock, it was two now. he now had three hours alone! this was becoming a great day! he was being a big boy!