Post-Rock
"You _really_ couldn't wait to get your pants off, huh?" "They're tight!" Rog gave a rogue-like grin, rolling onto his back as he hooked both thumbs into the waistband of his black jeans. "Listen, babe -- I'm not sure you appreciate how difficult...
Post vacation
--- post vacation -- mars sat in his car, looking over at the university that he used to work in but lacked the usual myriad of students walking around campus, probably because it was the weekend and most of them would be sleeping in after a
Post-Workout
The clock that hung in your small apartment ticked and tocked for what seemed like eons. The cheap couch begins to itch, making you squirm as you wait for the clock to reach 7 PM. A quick glance shows it's only 4:30. Waiting for what's been advertised...
First Post
Creamy puffs of white cloud drifted lazily overhead as Jeremy lay on his back on the grassy green hill, looking up at the sky. He imagined what it would be like up there, in the bright world between sun and sky. What adventures awaited those who...
POST SCRIPT
post script hunter couldn't understand why his body failed to respond. he struggled to open his eyes but they refused to comply. he could not raise an arm, feel his legs, or wiggle his toes and it was beginning to frighten him.
The Witch Post
[insert all that legal stuff] This is also only called cub because the people are under 18. They're 14 and 17. A loud knock sounded from the wooden door of Jeniffer and her younger brother Jason's house. Jeniffer went to open the door, since...
Post Workout
Especially if it's a late saturday night and you get to go home and rest afterwords; but that's not even the best part, the best part for me is the post workout. i just love the feeling of sweat dripping down my body and the scent it produces.
Blog Posts
The fire tiger changed the blog title to my life is a lie edit 8: [http://www.moneybagstealers.com/](http://www.moneybagstealers.com/)posts/dra-76348294 now i'm sure. how did this happen...
The Post-Game
"Fuck!" he yelled, his thick voice resonating even above the sound of his racket crashing against the metal of the locker. He probably dented both the locker door and his racket, but he really did not give a fuck. He slumped his body down on the bench,...
Post Received!
I squeaked! My wings buzzed! The door, the door! The door was a being knocked! The door was being knocked! With nary a moments more delay, I leaped onto my legs, and dashed to the thick wooden door. Barely a second later, I open it with glee. The...
"Humping post."
He asked: - will you continue being my good humping post?
Post-Epilogue
Much like marvel's superhero movies, consider this the post-credit scene. ~~~post-epilogue~~~ _~the next day~_ it was a lovely evening in the post-apocalypse with a nice breeze blowing, something always welcome after a particularly sunny day.