Chapter One - Sodomy, Murder and Afternoon Tea

Here,' i dug one hand into my pocket and flipped it over to van with all the carelessness i would have flipped a fifty pence piece.

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Untitled Goose Gams (F/M)

"now keep quiet for a moment, i need to make a call...oh, damn do you have any 20 pences?" "wh-what?!" he grunted. "i always forget to carry change silly me, do you have any?!"

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Art Class

"that's forty five pence." he handed over the golden coloured pound coin and waited to get his change back before heading out of the small shop and back towards the college. "at least the sky is clearing up." cyrus said to himself.

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Tira Bright and Friends: School Life

pence she got up there, dashie stood in front of her daughter bedroom door. as a good mother, dashie knock on her daughter bedroom door, to see if she was up. dashie writer: tira are you awake? tira bright: ......

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Unkillable

"it was miss pence, i think. she just had an accent..." miss dikk sighs heavily and turns to the two gnolls.

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Dirty Movies

"you did buy me dinner," he glanced at diciotto and smiled coyly, "and wouldn't let me pay even a pence on it." diciotto smiled back and winked. "i take pity on struggling minstrels." "struggling!"

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Wyraach Initiation - Hyper Dragontaur TF

At first he felt like he wanted to gag, the metallic taste of the crimson liquid hanging around in his mouth, a vile aftertaste to it, like he had just swallowed a two pence coin.

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The Useful and the Good

"spare a few pence, mate? ain't not e't since yesterday. they're not so charitable 'ere in the market. let me bloody starve to death, they would. kutsar's minions all of 'em. you's not, right?" "i don't carry money on me, i'm afraid."

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Things can only get Cheddar

If you want some privacy we have a couple of private rooms, ten pence extra though. however, you get the room to yourself, but if you want company just open the door.

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Unexpected Aid

The hands were little better, they looked like fancy-dress gloves that one could buy at the two-pence store.  it was, however, the face that most struck me. 

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Seaming Love

"i'll offer to mend it for eight pence. is that a deal?" the seamstress held out her hand, but the feline blankly stared at the offered palm. her ears wiggled impatiently.

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