Odd Jobs around the Farm
But i'd managed to claw my way back up the ladder, and i'd just gotten to the point where i could afford to split an apartment with a couple of buddies when i got word that one of my longshot job applications had been accepted.
Love Letters - First Letter
I passed two middle-aged cougars on my way out to the ambulance yard, unable to look at them while i rushed out there, only clad in my scrubs, and collapsed to sit on a bench near the ambulance loading doors.
Brother or Lover?
Was all i said before turning and making my way out of the window.
Feline wars chapter 2
Once all the food was gone, i bid adieu to petal and made my way back to the camp. this process repeated itself every day for the next week.
The Escape chapter one the beginning
I made my way out and back to my hotel the job done.
In Your Arms (Part 2)
Shane looked my way and i quickly turned away from his gaze, not wanting to meet his eyes just in case he saw me staring at him. i cleared my throat and nodded. "let's go."
Canine-Run
On my way home... that's when it all started. on my way to and from school, i had to cross a number of alleys, if i didn't want take a long route around the block, just to avoid them.
Somno Woes
Slurping my way off of his shaft, i pulled my muzzle back, watching his cock flop back over his hip as i struggled to collect myself.
Another way/Changing paths Chapter 6: Too much work.
I made my way out of my room now sporting my black bag as well. i also had a belt that contained both diamond and osha's pokéballs'. once again making my way down the hall i notice that brandon door was open.
The Wizard's Apprentice
I walked away from her, heading my way to the barn. i went through the entrance and made my way inside it. there were several stables in there, but no horses. but for my best friend, she sleeps just in one stable, but we don't close the door on her.
Discovery
I couldn't help but smile to myself and stood up making my way to where the music was coming from and to my surprise, mr. thompson was sitting there playing a very lovely melody.
Allison's Journal I - Diamonds Are a Coon's Best Friend
I pocketed it and ran, pretty-much shoulder-barging my way through the cellar door (which i regretted in the morning) and hopping the fence, scrambling down a hillock and around a lake that led me vaguely into the city market where i picked my way back to