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I took a seat at the back of the classroom, hoping that she wouldn’t notice my presence amongst her regular classmates. While far from full, there were many students already there and I was glad that I was in time to choose the seat I wanted. I had worn a cap with the school logo on it, and I figured that with any amount of luck even if she did see me, she’d take me for one of the students that she didn’t don’t know very well.

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To this day, years later, Nancy wakes up at night, her long, slim hands rushing to her totally flat chest, slender fingers covering her tiny nipples, breaking out into a cold sweat. Her eyes open, she realizes she is safe, and a sudden stream of wetness flows between her legs reminding her over and over again how her orgasm under Janet’s control was the Mother of All Orgasms.

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Alicia had peeled open Robert’s soul and made a home for herself inside. Now he couldn’t live without her. It was pointless to try. But, still his male pride struggled for control. It was a difficult thing to reconcile himself to complete surrender to a woman. But, he had no choice. Alicia demanded it and Robert knew she would always get what she wanted.

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Jenna Merriweather couldn't understand why she was so nervous as she opened the gate to let herself into the neighbors yard. Old Mrs. Jourdan had been a recluse and when she left her house to relatives, they had left the eight-foot cedar fence up around the property. Jenna had never really seen the Jourdan house and she was surprised to see a fresh coat of dark green paint that matched the curtains covering every window.

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He found himself pacing back and forth from the picture window to the door and back, several times, since he'd hung up from that phone call that informed him his gift for services rendered was on its way; and that it was coming by limo from the airport. He lived about an hour inland from the International Airport that was on the outskirts of the city he lived in.

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Another long day at work is at an end. It has been a week of non stop demands at work and I am ready for some relaxation. Tossing my clothes as I head for the bathroom, leaving a trail of laundry to be picked up later, I stop to stare at my reflection in the mirror. Unable to resist, I pinch my nipples to hard peaks, moaning softly in the quiet of the house. Bending to put the plug in the tub, then start a nice hot bath, spilling some bubble bath in, inhaling the scent of wild strawberries.

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It was a non-descript ordinary beige trenchcoat with green plaid flannel lining. My father had left it behind when he moved out, and my mother had given it to me, thinking it might ease my pain to have something of his around. I always thought of it as an odd symbol of abandonment, of unfulfilled dreams of what a father should be in a daughter's eyes.

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Preparing for a job interview always gets me excited, even more so now as the economy is worsening and worsening. I know that I'm not the most skilled employee out there and god knows, there's thousands of women trying to become PAs, so getting to the in-person interview stage after hundreds of different applications is pretty exciting for me.

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Feeling the butterflies rise in her stomach, Penny tried to distract her mind by looking out of the window as the train rattled along; after travelling for more than an hour, she was now just ten minutes from her destination, Glanford, which was the next stop. Nervously drumming her fingers on the table, she was now seriously having second thoughts about going through with today, but it was too late to back out now and besides it had taken her a while to arrange it and get the money together.

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Rachel stretched lazily on the lounge chair and shifted so the sun could kiss other areas of her body previously shadowed. It was a perfect day in May and after a whole week of work, she felt she needed a day just to unwind and enjoy herself. She finished reading a trashy romance novel, her dark sunglasses giving relief from the bright glare of the sun. She normally didn't read these kinds of novels, but she just wanted to let her brain relax and enjoy the sensuality of the hero and damsel in distress.

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