The Lost Tribe
It was one of his strongest weaknesses as an anthropologist... but his ears were picking up other noises that perplexed him... almost like music.
Initiation...the story of the dragons...
I have a very open mind and am completely able to shift societal views at the drop of a hat; i have to be to be an anthropologist.
Isle of Foxes | Part One [Comm]
Eager to see for herself, the anthropologist stopped as she spotted the back wall of one of the huts about a hundred meters away from her.
Prideless
They were a miraculous group of furs, cut off from the rest of the world, they were an anthropologist's dream come true. an unmarred view of ancient days. and sean had been chosen to see them for himself.
The Lost Temple
She caressed the petit breasts from behind before inching the plain cotton panties down over the anthropologist's firm buttocks and down her long, slim legs.
The Muscle Tree
Strangest of all was that he couldn't access any of the records he had stored of the anthropologist's diary.
Isle of Foxes | Part Four [Comm]
The female fox, who was now balling up the diaper that janet had been wearing the night previously, appeared to be handling the item with a degree of separation and disgust that puzzled the anthropologist for a moment.
The Sons of Quetzalcoatl
The anthropologist froze, looking back into the trough below him as the water slowed and stilled, the ripples fading away.
The Woman's Other Bible
Despite the vast amount of protection used to maintain the actual scripture's public absence, this rough translation was discovered among the deceased anthropologist's belongings by no one other than his own granddaughter.
Anthropology II: Field Research
But what problems lie ahead for our intrepid young anthropologist? note: although this story does contain some m/f sex, it is really, \*really\* gay, so adjust your expectations accordingly!
24-Hour Challenge: The Snow-Black Fortress
Edward was an anthropologist. he stuck another mouthful of snow on his tongue as he passed the pair of gargoyles that stood at the very end of the bridge. there was slight relief on the other side, but only just.
The Jungle Fever
The only problem was that the anthropologist - a wolf by the name of jorn ericksson - had gone into the jungle and disappeared. guy was nearing the end of the route posterity had recoded ericksson taking.