Lonely Oak Chapter 48

It was like being an ant in an indian camp ground; the tipis were large and covered concrete slabs.

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Pawford, Ch 2: A Camp Story

I took in a deep breath and slowly let it out, "oh yea... now this is camping."

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Because of Camp, Chapter 4: If the Boat's a-Rockin'

He hadn't even seen the pup's brown eye, but the intensity of everything and the hormones wafting around for the entire time at camp made pete wish for more. he found himself trying to grind his own swimming trunks.

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The Song that Broke the Dam, Part 1

The deep yellow lion smiled warmly and replied, 'since you left camp...i've been behind you the whole time...' galileo masters has been figaro's friend for so long, they'd almost forgotten how they met.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 73

"we could go on a few camping trips. maybe our moms would let us then." she leaned against him more, beginning to purr. his hand took a break for a moment, but stayed upon her shoulder.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 69

There was _no way_ that prissy girl would ever dream of getting too dirty at recess, let alone go camping for almost a week without a proper shower.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 62

She was to be good at something; that was the purpose of being at camp connalake to begin with. she was good. there was no doubt about that.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 59

One week every month, camp connalake holds a tournament in one of the ranges. the tournament is just for fun, there're no grand prizes or anythin', so let's all be good sports, ye?" no one spoke.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 51

It was still gray out. A sheet of clouds covered the sky, colored between violet and blue. It was damply quiet, the only sound the grunting of toads as they lumbered in the wet morning grass. Lyza sleepily walked down the hill. Her brother and she...

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Lonely Oak Chapter 41

There were only three on each side, enough for two families and maybe some friends; this was a family camp site after all.

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Last Night Under The Stars

"...is he asleep?" Wrylarys didn't turn to move. She didn't have to look, after all. She had felt Reiandyl's breathing slow down as Taz'hazar monologued, and the gentle movements of his body against her shoulder told her everything she needed to know....

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My Lewd Dragoness

camping** it's summer and a nice time to go for a camping trip.

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