1. Caption On a balmy evening came Don home and looked around, took off his jacket. He then made himself a cup of tea and a sandwich, he sat down at the table and ate it with pleasure, and drank the tea. When he was done, he gave everything in the dishwasher. Don heard noises from the living room and followed them, he smiled when he saw Meryl and went to her and hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek tenderly and asked "How was your day my dear?" You "I had a pleasant day" kissed him on the lips and stroke gently down his cheeks. She looked up to him and pulled him down to her. Don laughed as she pulled him down on her laps. She chucked and said" I missed you honey " Don looked at her and smiled before he is kissing her . He wrapped
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Couldn't resist but share the charms...it brings memories of the xenophobic attacks. I woke up one morning in 2008 with the television and lights on, thinking what's going on I walked to the lounge and found my father and a couple of adeero.
" You may claim such, but your body is responding favorably. " Ixchel proclaims, removing his hand from her still pure womanhood and it's shameful display or need, infused due to his uninvited touch. " You'll have your first tryout tomorrow, you'll loose your virginity then ! " he announces, moving back towards his table where he procures a black, near metallic looking ring, a collar of sorts that seems devoid of any mechanism to open it up.
Once upon a time there lived a family who was returning from a ceremony on a curvy mountain route. In the car, the family was chatting very loudly. “Emily get up. We are going t o reach our house”said Karen. Suddenly, the father was distracted and didn’t notice a sharp turn in the road. The car flipped and drove off the mountain, as the family screamed.
Songbirds flutter outside, singing their warm tunes of the autumn season. Ayra, a woman who lives in a small cozy home within the village, squints her eyes tighter as she drags herself out of slumber. Light shined through the window, exposing the suspended dust that floats delicately in the air. Oddly it was very relaxing, almost impossible for Ayra to pull herself out of bed, but she managed to eventually. She just went ahead and changed from her sleepwear to her daily outfit. Her daily outfit was a shapeless dress that was fastened by the waist with a simple girdle, her shoes were boots that weren’t heavy duty but enough to cover her feet. She grabbed her shawl and sat down at her desk to brush out her hair for the day. She just stared at her reflection, brushing out her auburn hair. She didn’t put makeup on like the other women in the village, her skin was a natural ivory and speckled with freckles across her nose bridge and cheeks. Her deep blue eyes really complimented the look as well.
A few grains of sand tickled their way down her skin as Meghan took off her goggles. The desert stretched out beyond the horizon. The larger dunes looked like mountains in the late noon sun. As the sand continued to works its way down to the ground, she felt her skin prickle up, causing her to run a hand across her arm. Those bumps reminded her the cold.
In a far far away village called Lugglepalooza lived the Luggles. The Luggles lived in a seemingly perfect world. They spent their days at Mystic Garden listening to the roses sing while the Flutterflies put on brilliant shows of flashing lights and neon colors. They ate fruit from the Marigold tree which grew in the middle of Mystic Garden and swam in the sparkling water from Luggle Falls. Every Luggle in Lugglepalooza had chocolate brown hair and bright purple skin. Everyone got along just fine for nothing ever went wrong. But one day a baby Luggle was born with platinum blonde hair. The Luggles in Lugglepalooza didn't know how to react. The newborn Luggle angered some while others were frightened of what it might become. The baby was banished from Lugglepalooza along with it’s parents who wouldn't dare part with it. From then on out any baby born with blond hair was banished from Lugglepalooza…
Roan was spending the night on the roof of his house, alone. He had a cigarette hanging out his mouth as he stared up at the dark sky, thinking about nothing and everything at the same time. Music was playing through his Walkman, and he swayed along to the rhythm.
Still, he doesn't know who to blame for that... if there was anybody to blame... Maybe it was timing; they were living in a present, but the impending future was pushing the burdensome past too cruelly for a normal outcome of the situation.
Excited burbles permeated the kitchen while Sakura skimmed through the morning paper. Nothing thrilling occured where she was stationed… then again that was likely a good thing. Peacetime was cherished widely because no one knew when it would end. At least, civilians never did.
Everything was all good November 12th. It was a cold day outside where I wasn’t in my best mood to get up for school so my mom thought it was ok for me to stay home with her, I wanted to look forward to spending the day with my brother deundre and my sister kyala once she got home from school. However, that day I had planned ahead of us didn’t go so good everything went the way I didn’t want it to go.
Once in an old time, there was a princess named Shaelyn. She lived in a castle with her two parents King Craig and Queen Angie. She was a short 15-year-old brunette that didn’t have many friends. She was very shy and would have much rathered sit in her room alone all day instead of going out. Her mother had recently fallen ill and died unexpectedly. Shaelyn and her mother had a very strong bond, they were like best friends. When her mother had suddenly died she was devastated that she would never be able to see her again and would have done anything for one more goodbye.
I squinted my eyes as the ray of the sun blinded me. I took a deep breath and inhaled the fresh air. Tears of joy and laughter filled the atmosphere. I looked back as a familiar voice rung in my ears. "Hey, you excited your up going up next." It was Lacey Zamarai. Her divine black hair seemed lighter in the sun. Her eyes were tainted darker than usual revealing how on edge she felt.