Junkyard
The junkyard's main building was just like an ordinary house with an attached garage. it didn't smell like the garage and was otherwise a tiny little sheltered oasis in the middle of an arid plain.
Keeping Up
Even more people had begun to cycle into the garage, and it was also a kind of relief not to be the center of attention anymore. but it had been fun. a lot of fun.
Rough Day At Work
I sighed as i stepped out of the parking garage onto the busy sidewalk in the ridiculously slutty outfit. this was turning out to be a really rough day at work.
A Special Gift
I stood up and went back through to the single bay of the garage, leaving the doors open on the way through from my office to the garage where my destiny awaited.
Electroluxe!, Chapter Five.
\>her eye screens flick over to the garage door as it rolls itself open, the bright morning sun streaking from the exhaust fumes as it slowly creeps into the garage. \>"how about a tour of the town, huh?"
A Wolf in the Basement
The car pulled into the garage and let the garage door close before the horses ushered the wolf from the car into the house, leading him by his cock. "from now until we decide to release you, you are going to be our sex toy," said the palomino.
Lucky Thirteen: Happy Birthday Boston
In fact after only5 minutes, his father knocked quietly on the door from the house to the garage. "boston? you done in there?"
The Foxling
Shortly they pulled into a drive away, and dave opened the garage door, and signaled that eric should get out and walk into the garage.
Taking everything given
In the heart of downtown was the lite chauffeur garage, the stylized lc in a circle marking the garage to distinguish it from other multi-level garages all over the city.
Breaking Protocol
* * * after spending hours taking inventory in the garage, tammy opened the door to the lab room. harper and addison were inside. addison unpacked small vials of clear or white chemicals.
Bull Blowout 2
I looked around the garage area, noting all the tools and things that fill out what i would consider a standard garage. "yeah, stan said something about having a job, so i am guessing you are it.
Jak & Daxter: Right Tool for the Job
Sinking shyly back into his own fluff against the wheeled platform, he glanced around and verified they were still alone in the back garage of the naughty ottsel. a perfectly reasonable place for his lover to whip his sleek pink dick out.