Café Plaisir: Canid's Adventure #2 - Firenze

Canidae sat back in his chair, his long grey tail slipping from side to side behind him, the white underside appearing gold in the light of the bar. He lifted his glass to his lips and took a drink, the sweet, alcoholic liquid slipping into his wet...

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Café Plaisir - A Little Bit of Trouble

Consider, if you will, Café Plaisir. Nestled deep in the heart of rural america, ten miles from the nearest village, surrounded by deep forest, shaded glen, and nature in all its splendour, this little hotel-slash-brothel-slash-studding farm is heaven...

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$5 Commission - Cafe Plaisir - Leon Therma

A young, anthropomorphic quilava finally gets to visit the place he's always wanted: the cafe plaisir. he also gets to do more than just meet his idol from the cafe as well.

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The Punisment

We continued walking for ten minutes before we reached the library and i noticed she was feeling a little overcome, so i decided we should get a drink at the cafe on the ground floor.

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A Mere Caress

The mouse beamed as she slipped into the cafe a short while later, waving warmly to the older woman behind the counter.

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A part of my story saga/chronicle/chapter

The school's cafe was a bustling place full of eager, and not so eager, college students passing time and commingling with their friends in a general setting. the usual brown set made it seem like a cafe, but it was a cafeteria.

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Titan's Championship League Week 1 Story

The mustelid was slinky and silent, able to weave between the close tables of the cafe's outdoor portion with ease. "no, thank you," the rat said.

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GBL High: Chapter Six

He wanted to go into that cafe, to give that fucking friend stealing feline a hard punch, but he was still in shock. the husky shook his head and padded back into cafe.

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Chapter 3: Ordeal

She shivered and made her way to her car, parked just outside some cafe. "i don't even like coffee..." "yuko," came a familiar voice, "have you forgotten?"

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Perception

He picked up his guitar and was already out the door, heading for the cafe across the street. now, it didn't happen very often, but just as yesterday, the cafe wasn't serving any patrons at that particular moment in time. odd.

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Oh, To Be Loved.

With the second breakfast finished travis pays the bill and then we head out from the cafe.

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Three little pigs

Or the cafe cake? no! no, i... you're a liar! [starts kicking and wrestling a chair] look, um... i watch a lot of dad shows on tv... isn't there supposed to be a-... isn't there supposed to be a good dad?

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