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It was pouring rain as I pounded on the door to my best friend's house. The lights weren't on and her car wasn't in the driveway, but I was so enraged that I didn't care. I was about ready to give up on the door and just crash through the front window when the light in the front hall came on and the door flew open. "What in the hell..." Ashley's dad looked furious until he saw me. His jaw dropped as he looked at me, and he was silent for a moment. "Nicole, what's going on?"

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Jamie sat in his kitchen, studying the woman across from him. He squinted through the smoke from his pipe and, for a moment, saw her as she had been when they met. He smiled at the memory. She had been 19, he 35. Neither had believed the other could be interested in themselves. Yet they were. Then she had been young, pretty and immature.

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Clear, warm waters and azure skies did nothing for her. There had been a holiday, once, where she had sat on one of those white sanded beaches whilst grinning Caribbean boys brought her drinks under a "made in china" palm parasol. The heat, even in the shade, was sapping.

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Catherine was blushing furiously. Looking anywhere but at Briana she murmured, “You know, I feel like going for a drive somewhere…” “So have you?” Briana asked quietly, still grinning. Catherine looked up, her eyes wide. She had been hoping to change the track of the conversation. “Have I what?” She asked, pretending. Briana was a little flushed, but she was making lots of eye contact.

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My name is Bob. I have never considered myself to be gay at all. However, I would occasionally glance at other guys and wonder. Well, one day I found out what it was like to be gay. I am about 5'9" brown hair, green eyes and 31 years old. My dick is about 8" long, 3 inches wide and I have a strong sex drive. I had been eyeing my boss for a while, his name was Jay.

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1. When she was nineteen, two bandits dressed-up as Indians killed Molly Sheridan's father and her three younger brothers, and burned their ranch. They carried her off, but hadn't tied her hands properly, perhaps because they'd got so drunk, perhaps only because they didn't imagine she could give them any trouble, bound or no. Thus as they were riding, she was able to get hold of one of their pistols, and shoot the men dead.

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In all honesty, I've never been an openly accepting or versatile person. I grew up in a traditional, Christian family, and was always the pretty little blonde in the second row of pews at Sunday service. I played with my dolls, had mock tea parties, braided hair, and had sleepovers every Friday night. I was the epitome of the wholesome girl-next-door image.

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All Ron had told me was to meet him in room 109 at the Amerisuites. I had been emailing Ron back and forth telling him my secrets, my fantasies. He promised to help me break out of my shyness, and I’d done some things since that I’d never thought I’d do before. After many secrets exposed, Ron convinced me to join him in a private chatroom, where we started to have cyber sex.

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Halloween fate brings an anal hungry coed her fantasy Terry looked over her shoulder at her butt in the mirror turning it side to side and said to Anna, "Do you really think wearing a G-string will make a difference?" Anna was her long time loyal roommate. They had both been at the college together for three years now. Anna giggled, "Listen, if he is at all interested in anal sex, this will definitely push him over the edge.

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The warmth of her body next to mine was sublime. I could not sleep. I softly stroked her silky skin as my mind constantly replayed the exquisite sexuality of what we had just shared. I knew I would not forget this night. Never. I had never dreamed of such extraordinary things happening to me. Or of how abandoned and wanton I would become. Before I was… Well, I was young, unsure, and little scared.

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