Wrong Bride, Right Groom - Shooting Through the Walls of Heartache
Next to him was a large elephant, much younger by comparison, who was dressed in similar robes, only not as ornate.
Jahaliya
John glanced down at himself and blushed, but soon his gaze returned to the doe, lingering on her plush breasts, currently flattened against the silver platter beneath her.
The Dragon In The Dungeon: The Wind That Carries
She gave a startled squeak, holding the platter up over her head. then she started laughing, wriggling against the grasp of the dragons tail. she managed to toss the platter over to her friend who caught it, and grinned wickedly at the dragon.
A Case of the Flutters
Gustave entered the room while pushing the same wheeled cart as before, although the four platters were covered with silver domed lids. "my sincerest apologies for ze wait. but it is as zey say. you cannot rush art!"
A Porn Star Vacation
"i could use a caesar salad and a deep fried veggie platter, myself." she picked up gere's tablet to put in the order. "honey, did you not take this with you today?" she held it up. "no, why?
Dark city
Tristan felt warm and comfortable, and as the orcs spoke of their plans, tristan could hear the metallic clink of silver coins hitting the wooden table top.
In a Manor of Speaking
Mercifully, it was a short affair, with a comparatively light supper of summer salad with thin sliced sweet meats on platters and fresh loaves of bread.? ?
Kindred Suns
silver chic giggled at my confusion while i turned my gaze towards celestia.
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Silver Rain and Crimson Blood
When she popped it open, i saw to my surprise it was actually filled with a variety of coins of all types, as well as ornate silver drinking vessels and candelabras. "what do you think?" "i think this really _is_ treasure," i murmured.
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Echoes Of Sin
The place seemed quite gloomy though a multitude of lamps and lanterns hanging from elegantly curved wrought iron poles and ornate sconces helped keep it from becoming too dismal.
The Musician: 1st movement - Anastasia's Rebirth
platters of refreshments and the rack that housed her now deceased husband's sword collection, all resided at the edges of the room to provide no obstruction or distraction for those simply wanting to rest their weary heads for a short while.
Tales From Apartment 232-20: Deal With the Devil
I want this fox found, and i want his head on a fucking silver platter so spectacular martha fucking steward would sing it's praises from her jail cell." fabian cringed and lowered his gaze.