The Garden Chapter 4: The Wedding
The singer's voice wrapped around them like a warm blanket as they danced, “what if he's the only one i'll ever miss?" the singer serenaded them and the rest of the guests at their reception.
Replacement Part III
The singer's hot tears soaked into anthony's shirt, feeling strange and forbidden to the hyena.
The Revenge Of The Ice-Queen
Credit goes to the writers/singers/directors/who-ever is appropriate for the content from such artists like roxette, apollo 440, and jerry reed.
Rich Anal Types
With a coy swish of her tail, she asked the singer, "feeling overdressed?" one colossal mitt of kahnso's palmed haley's hip, slid around front and splayed its fingers on her belly.
Dirty Fight
She knew now that the singer was close to the edge. she could feel it, smell it, and see it in his body language. while he tensed his muscles and bit his lip, violet jerked with everything she had.
An Old Dog's Old Tricks
They didn't come for the soft dulcet tones of the cat, they came for the singer after him. the songstress, a vixen with a body that made all of the boys, say for him and a couple of his peers, crazy.
No More Regrets.
The spell-singer turned and gazed at the owner of the voice. it was a huge, young grizzly. greta snapped at him. "go away hertak! you know i don't like you!" the young male stood his ground.
The Demonstration
"she is still getting a 'second-place prize,' a signed copy of the as yet unreleased next cd of black dice, her favorite band, with a personalized letter from the lead singer.
Rock and a hard place.
"you never told me your dad was tom mciliad, the lead singer and front man for stand in opposition!! i'm sorry to meet you under these circumstances," he looks down to where he is joined with ayla.
JBIAF Opening Sequence
Offscreen singer: i'm goin' to acme acres, gonna have myself a time... robyn and ellen (wearing a brown-and-blue winter hat, and a green winter hat, respectively.): friendly faces everywhere, humble folks without temptation.
The Road to Midnight
"want me to show you why i'll never be a respectable singer again?" he brushes the front of my pants with one of his hands. already i can feel i'm straining against the fabric.
Captive Audience
The mustelid flopped the cd onto the counter, and the gum chewing till jockey behind the keyboard (who probably liked the pop singer) scanned it in with bored ease. i paid for the cd quickly, and we quickly evacuated the music store.