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Down came the windows, though she knew that the interior would have a fine coating of gravel dust by the time she returned home. It was the first truly warm day of the year. The office had hired a couple of people to reduce her workload. She'd finally come to her senses and returned to single life after a string of two bad relationships.

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The soft patter of rain that began to pelt against the roof grabbed my attention, and I paused, setting my fiery-red lipstick back on the wooden vanity below me. "Shit." I muttered to myself, disgruntled. The weather forecast hadn't called for rain earlier in the morning, so I'd decided on a costume with more involved makeup. I'd planned on arriving at the annual Crowley Halloween ball dressed as a sexy version of Harley Quinn, my favorite character.

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What happened? My sweet little girl had turned into a monster. When she was twelve, she was sweetness and light. Sometime during her thirteenth year, her head popped open and her brain fell out. Now, six years later, she was still looking for it. She had graduated high school only after I threatened to beat her to death. After graduation, she had turned into a genuine bitch. My wife of twenty five years died suddenly of brain cancer and I was left alone to care for the spawn of Satan.

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The trip wasn’t long, it just seemed that way. Actually it was just a couple of hours. The jet engines roared as the pilot put them in reverse and the thrusters quickly slowed the plane down to taxi speed. The entire trip my mind was playing considerable scenarios over and over. My hands were sweaty and my stomach was churning so much I’d passed the in-flight meal.

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It's been a long, difficult day. The world has been uncooperative, as per usual. One of those days where nothing goes as planned. People specifically. People are the worst, once again, as per usual. Although now, finally, you're standing on the front step. A little sigh of relief escapes your lips, being able to let your guard from the world down a little bit.

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First a little information, Dean and Jennifer are a married couple who have a great sex life. They always experiment and hold nothing back. They are open with their fantasies and are secure enough in the relationship to try anything. Discussing everything including Dean's bisexual fantasies.

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She wakes, quietly but thoroughly, her hand cupping one soft, breast, the nipple hard and elongated beneath her palm. Her fingers sweep out and under, trailing butterfly touches along the sensitive underside of her breast. Squeezing gently, her eyes seek the stiff red tip, measuring the length of her arousal. Her dreams are wisps of ether, hints of sexual longings and sweet couplings. She already feels aroused.

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Authors Note: These stories are based on my life experiences. If you haven't read the first part of my story, I'd suggest that you do so... The names (or most of them) have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. By the way, in case any of you are wondering after the end of this story, the answer is: "Yes, Cheryl is still a part of my life – even if we aren't roommates anymore."

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After finishing work for the day I headed over to mom's, where you had spent the day cooking with mom. Since dad passed you had been going over weekly to cook and hang out. I walked right in and heard laughter right away. Apparently you guys had gotten into some wine and we're both a little tipsy.

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Every guy has had that one girl, the Wild One. The one that you probably still thinking about while fucking your wife twenty years later. The girl that your old buddies say "I wonder what happened to her. Probably ended up in porn or something." Lacey was that girl for me. We met as freshmen in college. She lived on the floor above me. I was first introduced to her by her roommate, Mary.

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