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It has been a long and busy day at the office and I was handed a major [paper to read and comment on to take home with me. My boss needed my report first thing in the morning. I left a little early – after I called you to let you know – and you promised an early dinner so I could spend a quiet evening completing the task.

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Tomas was going to spend his senior year of High School on exchange. He had decided to go to America to work on his English and he had always wanted to visit there. His friends assured him that American girls are easy, the school work is easy and he would have a great time. Tomas ignored them, for the most part. He knew that girls are pretty much the same in Spain or England or Japan. He was not interested in an easy girl, but instead thought it would be nice to find a really cool American girl.

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Sometimes on warm summer days I like to get out and hike in the sunshine and fresh air. One of my lady friends, Doreen, is an avid hiker and often joins me. We both love hiking in the hills outside of town where we can get our exercise but still enjoy privacy. A few days ago I picked her up at her apartment and drove to a remote hiking trail. We followed the trail for a while then left it and headed for a spot where nobody else ever goes.

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She's got long, straight blond hair that always smells like coconut, a pair of legs that make up two-thirds of her height, and a round, narrow little ass. She also has an insolent, self-satisfied swagger, a pert, better-than-thou smirk, and a fifty-dollar manicure. I've taught a few like her before, and I know the way it goes. She's seen how I look at her. She's slacked off this whole term. I can tell she thinks she can scam an A out of me by shaking her ass.

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Standing in line at the meat counter of the little family owned market, I couldn't keep my eyes off the attractive young woman waiting ahead of me. She was wearing Capri pants that perfectly displayed her fine young form. Over the years I had met far more interesting women in food markets, fabric stores and garden centers than in bars. "Have you shopped here before?" Not terribly original, but it was a start.

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* Chapter 1 * Jenna and I had been seeing one another for a few months and I couldn't be happier. She is bright and thoughtful and she has a genuine concern for the well being of others. She wants to help make this world to a better place, and is studying to be a counselor for those who have fallen on hard times. She has a pretty face with bright blue eyes, long blond-brownish hair, wears glasses, and is around five-feet-four inches tall, a few inches shorter that I. She's a bright, normal woman. A very special bright, normal woman.

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PRELUDE It was 3:00 PM Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving and the office was empty except for Cathleen and me. The office had closed at 2:00 PM and although I had agreed to join some of my colleagues for a drink after work, I had business to take care first. Cathleen, my admin assistant, was sitting on my lap riding my cock a position that she loved.

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Ok, I have been putting it off for about two weeks; I'm just was having a very difficult time bringing my self to call Dr. Steins office for my annual prostate exam. Maybe the doctor's name will give you some idea about how much fun these exams are, would you believe " Frank N. Stein", pretty scary eh? I've got to be fair about the Doc though he is a really good proctologist, but the help he hires to draw the blood for the PSA test---- HORRIBLE at best. They usually have to stick you 3 times before the blood sample is taken, OUCH!

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Jessica was new to the city. She was a fresh faced 24 year old from the suburbs who recently moved to San Francisco to attend law school. It was the first time in her life that she lived on her own. Being away from her family was hard. None of her friends were there with her, and she didn't know anybody at her new school.

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"Come on. Tell me!" "Nooo," April whined as she walked past me, leafing through the plastic wrapped costumes hanging from the wall. "And stop asking me." "Fine," I conceded, turning back and selecting a skimpy school girl outfit from a nearby rack. "How about this one?" "Ummm," she said, eyeing my chosen costume with sceptical reluctance. "That's a little too slutty."

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