Traci and Heather were discussing whether or not Karen Cambell would show up at their five year class reunion. They could hardly believe that the 'bitch' would show up after what had happened just over three years ago. But if she did Traci had some three and a half year old pictures that would insure a memorable reunion for her classmates.
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I'll admit it: the first six months after my divorce I was like a blind dog on Viagra , ready, willing, and able to jump on anything female. You see, I'd been married for almost 10 years to a good-looking but very uptight and very frigid woman; at 37, I was finally free and clear and happy. I was determined to have a good time, and I did.
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Kay sat nervously in the boardroom as the panel of five interviewers filed in. Comprising of three ladies and two men, the group settled down around her on the oval table.
Interviews, especially job interviews, were not a favourite of Kay's but she had no real reason to be nervous about this interview. She had the job in the bag.
She looked her interviewers over, decoding them by what they wore and how they looked. Were they married? All but one, the skinny middle aged lady that wore glasses and a straight pleated skirt, had a wedding ring around her finger.
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After my first little escapade with Suzy, I decided we needed to go shopping. Suzy, you'll recall was my first spinner – a petite, lightweight, young-looking, nasty little slut you can spin around the end of your dick. I decided she needed to fuck a little more publicly than she'd done the previous night, when she'd blown three guys on the hood of my car, in the street, while I fucked her tight little ass.
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You walk into the room, and immediately you feel that something is different. Its a room you have been in a thousand times, but yet you can't quite place it.
Then you see her, and you forget what it was you were thinking. Not that there is anything different about her today, she just smiles her usual smile as she walks towards you.
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The windows of the car were already steamy as she climbed into her boyfriend Steve's vehicle, passenger side.
"Hey, Katie. How ya doin?"
Who was that?
Katie looked into the back seat of the car just before she sat down, then she looked over at Steve, a look of concern on her pretty rounded face.
"Hi, Trevor," she said over her shoulder, trying to sound casual.
"Katie, you don't mind Trevor hanging out with us, do you?"
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"What the hell was that," Jake Armstrong said to himself, as he walked passed the closed office door on his way to the copy machine room. The long corridor was empty, as most of the staff was out to lunch, and Jake wondered who could possibly be using the vacant office at this hour. Well whoever it was, they sure as hell were making quite a racket in there. Jake put his ear to the door, listened for a few moments, and then slowly turned the handle and pushed into the supposedly empty office.
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So it was New Years eve, the time to party, to celebrate, and with any bit of luck, get laid. And in the past I've had absolutely no problems getting laid on New Years Eve. Sometimes it was because I was lucky, others it was because I lowered my standards, or alcohol lowered them and I got laid. In either case my main goal of having sex has been accomplished on NYE since I turned 18, and I'm now 29. So I guess I am at least guaranteed to get laid once a year.
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Aimee wandered absent mindedly around the crowded room, smiling slightly in greeting to this person and that. She was having a very difficult time concentrating on the party. She knew very few people here, but she knew she had to be here. Kayla wanted it. And what Kayla wanted, Kayla got.
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I look at the clock. It's 8 p.m. It's a Thursday night and I'm still at the office. My report is due Friday and I've got at least 2 hours left on it. My whole team has gone home, and my interest in working for another two hours is waning. It's been a long hard week.
My stomach starts to rumble. Good idea, I'll get some food. It may motivate me to get this crappy report finished.
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