White Otter
I saw a white otter down in the courts today, and i doubt very much there are many white otters here on station, let alone in the g-ball circuit." the words were articulate and cut well into corey's foggy brain.
Chapter 12- “River Dancing” in the Pool
Johnny accused; he stood up and faced the white otter, his smile moving up higher on his face. "well, then this must be the otter "nathan osworth".....i'm the head coach, here....i run the swim team here: you're here to join, right?"
Tropical Revised - Chapter Nine
"nope, i can't, i already saved it," said the white otter triumphantly. "then i'll delete it for you," promised rye jumping on top of the white otter beneath him.
Tropical Revised - Chapter Ten
"there's a path up from the water so we don't have to jump from the tree branch," rye informed the intimidated white otter.
Tropical Revised - Chapter Seven
His eyelids grew heavier while he gazed down at the white otter until rye followed him into the realm of dreams.
Autumn Woods - Chapter Eleven
With the white otter grinning, he urged the other otter to open the portfolio.
Tropical Revised - Chapter Six
And yet he feared revealing his true self to the white otter he wished for himself. step after step, the white otter refused to look at him. while he drew closer, rye's heart started to beat faster and harder.
Tropical Revised - Chapter Eight
The white otter obviously felt uncomfortable about making space for himself in rye's apartment but he never said anything, even after he lied down on the couch with rye.
Clear Waters of the Ocean
He quickly caught up with the white otter and walked beside him on the way, carefully keeping his eyes locked on the white otter that looked to be about his age, if not younger or older.
Tropical - Chapter Two
The white otter soon surfaced near rye. "that's a simple dive," rye smugly said. cloud laughed.
Autumn Woods - Finale
It took him a few seconds to recognize the white otter next to him and holding his paw. the white otter was sitting in a chair next to the bed, with his head resting on the edge of rye's mattress, sound asleep.
Coy Bait
Rickie thrusted into the white otter twice and waited so he could smack ganley's fat behind again. he just loved the way it jiggled.