A Different Path Chapter: 9
What was the difference, he wondered, between being evil and _pretending_ to be evil? what was the difference between being evil and killing someone versus _pretending_ to be evil and killing someone?
A Different Path Chapter: 8
#8 of a different path special acknowledgement: first and foremost i would like to thank soildier for his help in preparing this chapter!
A Different Path: Chapter 7
"the point is," she continued, "that you have to live your life by a different set of rules when you're undervalued and given a short straw in life.
A Different Path: Chapter 6
#6 of a different path special acknowledgement: first and foremost i would like to thank soildier for his help in preparing this chapter!
A Different Path: Chapter 5
#5 of a different path special acknowledgement: first and foremost i would like to thank soildier for his help in preparing this chapter. i am indebted to you for the time you've taken. author's note: this chapter was a tough one to coordinate.
A Different Path: Chapter 4
He looked down at the thing in his paw: it looked different from his own collar--it was somewhat larger. he let out a sigh. there was nothing more for him to do: the wolves had done their job well.
A Different Path: Chapter 3
What was different was what lay up ahead of him: there was a suburban development spread out before him that he would have sworn hadn't been there before.
A Different Path: Chapter 2
When she stopped at the nearest red light she took the opportunity to look around, observing how differently things looked.
A Different Path Chapter: 1
Tonight seemed different somehow, though. having sex with her, or trying to at least, felt like the right move.
A Different Kinda Birthday Party
A/N - It was a certain pussycat's birthday recently and I figured he needed a party. So I stole his club and made him one. Roland, Gruffy, and the Buttonhole Club belong...
A Different Kind of Work out
I'm sort of different." erika stepped off and grabbed diana's hand, pulling her to the weight bench. "different?" diana asked, watching the beautiful yet muscular giraffe lay on the bench. "yeah.
Faux Pas: A Different Breed
Randy moaned, and this time bruce thought that the ribbon around the tod's mouth wasn't making a difference in his eloquence. when the tod was finally done, bruce's mouth was dripping with cum, some of it spilling down his chin.