Winter Help – Chapter Eight

The ceiling fan kept the air circulating around us, but wasn't enough to keep from sweating in the ninety degree heat. when the sounds of the grand ole opry started coming out of the radio at seven we went inside, hungry and tired from the heat.

, , , , ,

An Average Day part 3

That will be six hundred eighty five and ninety four cents please" tom used his credit card as the cashier started to bag the clothes. "here you go sir, have a nice day and thanks for shopping at 'clothes fur you'."

, , , , , , , , , ,

Kurt's Klub

He turned ninety degrees to the left, and then to the right. his scales were wet from the solid workout, but that just made his muscles stand out all the better.

, , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Serenifi: The Drama

The last thing i need is for it to be shoved in my face on every 'best nineties' cartoons list. besides, we all know how bigger an impact 'the simpletons' was, right?

, , ,

Halo: RODST (Chapter One: Mission Complete)

The missions always have no less than a ninety-eight percent chance of total loss of whatever assets are sent.

, , , ,

Shore leave

But at the same time, i hated sand and ninety percent of the island was just sand. oh well, no real loss since the ship had all the comforts i needed. i gave all the other commanders time off for the full six days.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

City Mouse: 3 of 7

"thirty-one thirteen, put that back, oh, sir, i'm forty-three sixteen, where's thirty-three ninety?" she shook her head slowly, sending her red hair swaying.

, ,

Other Perspectives

It gave me a ninety-five percent success rate; better than my father's ninety-two percent, but he had lots more mares."

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Life at another time and planet part 2

Mike will be in his early nineties before he can walk on the planet without a containment suit. the human looked up at her with a grin. "if you're going to earth, can you pick up a late 1960's chevy camero?"

, , , , ,

The Farmer's Favor

The smallest of the other pigs had weighed in at two hundred ninety-eight pounds. had i really been moved, so quickly, to the bottom of the heap? leds flickered on the digital readout as i stood on the scale's surface, before they settled on 295.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

A Manhã Mais Lasciva

I got up, standing with my ninety centimeters of height. i couldn't resist and began hitting my diaper front, softly, as if it was a bongo, feeling the vibrations that the thick and comfortable undergarment gave me.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,