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Carole looked up from untangling the lace on her hiking boot. That woman was staring at her again. She had been watching her since the two hiking clubs decided to traverse a section of the Appalachian Trail together. Each time Carole returned the gaze, the woman would grin at her with an occasional wink.

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The morning rush had already been hectic, and squeezing through a throng of people equally hell bent on making the same train, to the same station, at the same time; Amy Lynn Steele felt glad to just have a seat as she plunked herself down on the hard plastic and watched the outskirts of Boston zip past. She had done it now for the past sixty five days, and while she was beginning to get used to the routine, she was also getting used to seeing the same people aboard the crowded train.

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I have a pantyhose fetish. There, I've said it. I've never flat out told this to anyone before. You mention any type, color, or style of pantyhose, and I've got it. And more than one pair of them too. I've loved pantyhose as long as I can remember. I like how sexy they are on me. I like how they feel against my skin.

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I met Lisa for the first time just after finishing a workout at the local gym. Over the next few weeks we ran into each other on a regular basis and ended up going to out for a few pints. Spending time together eventually put us in bed together and we decided out relationship was best left as a friends with benefits situation.

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Sam and Matt are regulars at Pete's - a seedy bar for drinking and not much else. Trains pass every half hour on the three sets of tracks behind the building. Occasionally a crew parks a locomotive near and have a drink, the rumbling engine shaking the building the whole time.

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Bowness is a small delightful tourist town on the banks of Lake Windermere in the North of England and it is there that a Solicitor's is located in the high street. Paul is employed as a junior lawyer working there for 2 years now and sharing the open plan office with Mr. Rowe, Mary Hopton, Carol Wise and Jim Clark. Today was the last day for Mary as she was retiring and so late in the afternoon a small party was held in her honour, she had been with Chambers & Rowe for almost 26 years so it was a bit emotional for her to be leaving.

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I've owned this lingerie shop for years; no one ever shops past eight at night. It is now eight-thirty and, I really need to change the hours of the shop. Tomorrow I will make a new sign showing the altered hours from closing at 10 PM to the new closing time at 8 PM. As I start the motions for closing the shop early I walk around the store picking up things people left behind.

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It was a cold day. A light dusting of snow covered the sidewalk as I walked huddled over to keep warm. My eyes focused on the ground so I wouldn't miss something that would hurdle me downward. Stuffed in my pockets for warmth, my hands remained cold. I was going to be late for work - again. I had left dirty dishes in the sink so I could stare at some new pictures of amputee men for a few minutes before leaving.

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I told the young man we were to meet in a motel room. We both love meeting that way. There is something particularly sexy and forbidden to me about motels. I've always admitted a peculiar fetish for them. The fact that it’s neutral territory. No real life interruptions or distractions. The knowledge that untold numbers of other people have had sex in this same room.

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I lay on the bed beside Sarah in the warm afterglow of amazing sex. Our passion when we are together burns as hot as a thousand suns, and I always loved those relaxing moments afterwards. I was prone on my belly as she gently stoked and rubbed my shoulders and back, her gentle administrations and soft, loving words caressing away my stress like gentle waves caressing a secluded beach. My lover knew what she was doing, and I often found myself wondering how I'd been lucky enough to find her.

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