Summer Heat – Chapter 2: Incompetent Teaching
It mostly said that females should stay out of the way of any male or wear the special underwear and the only other source zen found had been some techniques on a self-help website for females on how to relieve the stress of their heat.
I Could Do It In My Sleep
The portly tapir hunched over the self-help titles, curling and uncurling her snout.
Decisions
It was a flyer she found in the adult self-help center in town, she was there filling out another round of applications to jobs, not knowing what to do now with her life, when the flyer caught her eye. it was white with black bolder lettering.
Encounter In The Woods Part 2
A little self-help couldn't hurt could it? he thought to himself, and perhaps it might even attract the vixen if she were in range to smell what he was up to.
Mitsy's Interlewd
But she could still do some self help to pass the time. so, she got out her little pink notebook and a pen and watched about two hours' worth of cooking tv with her taking little notes on things to remember in the kitchen.
Not All Bullies Are Bad, You Know
This isn't about some self-help 'express yourself and get hugged' bullshit... this just about me and where i came from. my name is jack-daniels; yea... like the fucking alcohol.
1,825 Days - Chapter 2
She could be teaching one of those expensive self-help or sales courses as far as kurtis was concerned, so much did her faintly purring voice capture his attention.
Do the Locomotion
She briefly considered giving herself some self-help, before mentally chastising herself and digging the electronic book out of her purse. the reading would help take her mind off her quite healthy sex drive.
Welcome to the Family - New Brother Chapter I
Here i am, finally on my own, the rest of my sibs out of the house and off on their journeys of self actualisation or whatever bogus crap comes out of their latest self help book.
Between Worlds (Redux) - 1 - The Big Envelope
He had a raging erection now and not having sex for months with very little self help was driving his testosterone through the roof. he not only wanted this. he needed it. “she knows what we do," he pleaded. “she's walked in on us before."
Ch 1: Welcome to Camp
To russell, the comment sounded like one of those self-help tapes his mother listened to. "so..." the pit bull smirked, "if i don't give you a chance then you admit you're stupid? "funny."
The Need to Feed
Looking it over more carefully, it seemed to be advertising some self-help courses, offered every saturday at the town arena. it promised a new outlook on life and inner peace and fulfillment, the usual rhetoric from a self-help guru.