Sasha Distan
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Thanks. Tension and need. I should write a story with that as a prompt.
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glad you're enjoying it. 'struggle' is such the right word for what about to happen.
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i love Tom Spanbauer. his first book is nigh impossible to get a hold of.
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Great-Granddaddy's Gun
Sasha Distan commented on Sasha Distan's story chapter in Great-Granddaddy's Gun
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thank you hun, and you're welcome. Kurt is basically good, but he is also basically wild.
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you're very welcome. I like your idea that Kurt might see that he hasn't lost anything, but i doubt that he'll see it that way.
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Degan Canon had been surprised to find the two wolves wrestling in his back garden. Granted he wasn’t surprised they had yet again come to blows over their relationship, but to find Kurt pinning the big blond wolf to the ground in his yard had been unexpected. Now both wolves limped into his house, bleeding. Tahryn hung his head in dejection, and Kurt tried not to let the pain in his front ankle show as he walked. Degan wasn’t Alpha for nothing and he could sense the boy’s pain with senses keene
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We represent! *does stupid gangsta style hand gesture and feels instantly silly* I have this mad plan to try and get in there seven times in one week. i think such a thing is wolfly-possible.
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you ever seen a new john deere with fresh paint? they almost don't exist - they're that rare.glad you liked it.
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thank you. cute is what we aim for. sorry, no second chapter. American Songbook stories are always shorts.
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thanks hun. sorry, no second chapter. American Songbook stories are always shorts.
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Direct Confusion is on hold - possibly for a while. I like working with the lyrics, it's quite relaxing. there is actually a bit of "Helluva Life" in there too. thank you hun, i love your praise sorry, no second chapter. American Songbook stories are always shorts.
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“Hey Marshal!” A sandy blond head appeared from behind the wheel arch of the big black truck. Complete with chrome trim and jacked up suspension, the vehicle had no trouble hiding all six feet five of Marshal Roman in his work jeans and cowboy boots. He tipped back his baseball cap and a soft frown became a wide smile when he recognised the speaker. “Morning Dustin.” “Dude, it’s nearly four o’clock, did you stop for lunch?” Marshal looked out along the new fence which lined the field the lat
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Spring break, and everyone is back from college for some good Southern partying. For those who never left, like Marshal, their friends coming back means booze, girls and hanging out on tailgates with a bigger crowd. Marshal is happy to spend his evening lusting after a man he can't have, but someone else has other ideas.
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dude....
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Pacific Rim: is you have cool laser cannons, just weld four of them together and suspend them from helicopters near the portal thing rather than waiting for the alien monsters to get within spitting distance of a city.
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there's a whole WWE thread in the Sports Forum, you'll find yourself s like minded people there. Welcome to the fold.
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sort of becoming my favourite feel-good song
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if i get old, take me out back and shoot me. also, Mark is right, it's the lounge. i've had plenty of lounge based discussions which are just thought sharing.
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thank you so much. personally i think it sort of unrolls, every time i think i can sort of see where the end will bed, it goes around a corner and there's more happening.
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V. D. Vivisection vs Dissection?
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see, i told hubby that i could totally educate someone. Haptic technology is the science and study of touch, and you can describe a person who experiences the world primarily through touch as a "haptic". Touchy-feely people are haptics.
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Dinahei whined and scratched at the closed door of his room. When this elicited no response, he turned, pointed his front feet and leapt onto the sleeping form of his brother. “Oof, fuck.” Dinahei barked, nosed around in the quilts until he found Kinai’s bare skin and slobbered on his brother. “Go away Dinahei…” Kinai emerged, blinking, into the brand new morning and growled softly. “Fuck! Did we miss it already?” “No.” The husky shook his head. “If we’d missed it I’d be biting some rather a
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glad you're liking it. but just think, now you only have four days to wait until Mush. see, not so bad.
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Kurt couldn’t remember the last time he’d actually felt nervous. Not properly nervous, anyway. There was tension before a hunt or a fight, the floating knowledge someone could get hurt. That was very different from what he felt now. Kurt Smith had never understood the phrase ‘butterflies in the stomach’ and he still didn’t. What was going on in there he had no idea, but it was like a deer was stabbing its hooves into his insides. Dominant wolves didn’t get nervous; at least that was what he trie
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