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My first wife and I stayed together for too many years. There were the signs in the first two years that we had made a mistake. We married young. I had just returned from the first of two tours in Vietnam. She was being driven batty by her mother. We were young, lonely and needed to be needed. In her case, I have always believed she would have been more self confident and self assured if she'd taken that job with the airlines rather than getting married.

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Why was my best friend telling me this? God, why couldn't he keep his mouth shut? I sat back against the hood of his car and sipped on a beer. On Javier's front lawn was a grill and flames were shooting up from the charcoal we'd just lit. We were both nineteen. I don't remember how the topic got started, but the sentence I've committed to memory was:

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One of the most beautiful women I know is Danni Davis. Melissa is the only lady friend I have who might be better looking, and that would be a matter of just barely. Fortunately, neither of these gorgeous ladies has ever asked me to judge a beauty contest between them, because I really don't know who would win. Let's just say Danni is the most beautiful blonde and that Melissa is her Titian haired counterpart, and leave it at that.

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A hotel room in the Midwest Matthew Roderick pulled his pants up while looking at his latest prize, a six-foot blond of maybe 120 pounds and a figure which looked at best like a stretched hourglass, very stretched. She looked undernourished, especially up close and naked. Up until eight hours ago, when they finally hopped into the sack together in his hotel room, two travelers looking to end their latest business trips with a bang, she'd looked rather exotic, though a bit scantier than Matt's usual prey.

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Her lover had been so naughty lately. Even though, she knew it wasn't really his fault, he had been spending way to much time away from her. He knew when he didn't spend time with her how horny and mischievous she got. When she had too much time on her hands she would think of ways to get even for his lapse of attention to her needs and he knew she was a very needy lady.

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He entered the room like a wild cat stalking his prey. She was instantly on alert, the hairs on the nape of her neck standing up. He scanned the tables, seeking her out. She slid down a little farther in her chair, hoping to delay the inevitable. His eyes locked on her, and his powerful stride brought him to the table. She sat up straighter, cleared her throat, and huskily said, "Hi Jon, how are you?"

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His hand pushed down against my spine, holding me flat to the mattress. As I turned my head to look round at him he thrust downwards, pressing me deeper into the springs. My heart thudded heavily. For a moment I was so intently aware of the air against my exposed skin, the shock of cool hitting wet that I shivered. It drew a groan from him. A low and desperate sound.

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Over the past few weeks my secretary Christine has been telling me about a girl she met at a dress boutique. She stopped there one night to do some shopping and met this girl Heather who worked there. Ever since then, Christine has been talking about her. You see Christine has this fantasy. She constantly wonders what it would be like turning a sweet innocent girl into our little plaything. Now we really didn't think that we'd ever meet anyone to make that fantasy come true, but it was nice dreaming about it.

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My name is Erin, and I'm going to tell you about my first anal experience – well, actually my first four anal experiences! It happened last year after had just turned 18 and was a junior in high school and dating a guy named Kevin. It all started on the bus rides home from our volleyball games. We girls would get to talking and eventually the conversation would always turn to sex.

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It was hellishly hot, the wind made a halfhearted effort to blow the dust from around Sally's feet but the effort was too much and the dust scarcely lifted. Five kilometers down the road Sally had abandoned her car, water pump failure, shit, on this Godforsaken stretch of road of all places. No-one ever drove alone here, the only reason she had come this way was because the distance was shorter.

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