The Stuffing of Jenna Original Chapter Nine
crick got some waterproof ones. i can talk to her through this," aheela told leoi. leoi couldn't believe his ears, "crick! the old rush chairman of theta theta delta? i don't believe what i'm hearing.
Another Cliche Jock Story
"well aver," he whispered gently," the name's crick."
F is for . . .
Leon read his address, ears perking up as he mentioned a crick. "the long crick that split eastwood and west end?" ian nodded, "well you don't say? that's where i found mater here."
Movements
_thump tap crick, thump tap crick, thump tap crick, slide glide hoooo thump tap crick rustle_ po opened his eyes, staring at his lover with a spark of excitement "it's like-" "the night is making music with us po" the feline smiled
all because of a horse part #4
Nick got up and walked over to jason and said "you know you should probably lay down for a wile just to keep that crick in your neck out or harms way.
A Vacation of Wolves
On the crick-crack of bone. on the pull and push inside of his skull. on the slow-warping of his digits. on the – crack!
A Show for Master's Cheer
crick-crack went his neck, and as he stretched his arms overhead, his shoulders followed. “mmmph…okay, master. you want to be depressed?
The Pythons pet
James dropped his heavy bag on the floor and cricked his neck. "home at last!" he said with feeling he kicked away the pile of mail from the door and switched on some lights.
Omni-Pod Chamber I: Awakening
She woke with a start, sitting alone in a chair with a crick in the neck. the type one gets from sleeping in a chair and the neck resting at an odd angle for hours...
An Interpretive Reward
Ray felt the crick-crack-crick of his spine popping, extending, stretching. they both stumbled, him backwards to lean against the bed, her sideways towards the wall as she almost punched it grabbing for support.
Grant's Rampage 1.0
He slumped into his seat, rolling his shoulders to get the cricks out and moved to press the three magical buttons that would shut down his computer. "brady!" the thunderous cry could only have come from george delowski.
"Couch." (Lynn/Anon)
\*crek, crick, crach\* \>two pairs of boots walked in lockstep along the leafy path. \>"ha! that's incredible! you must've been upset!" a robust voice sounded from above the larger pair.