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"Have you decided on the next scene?" She looked up from her appetizer to see the question in his blue-gray eyes. She reached into her purse and passed him the slip of paper, looking away. Moments later she looked up at his comment. "This will take a little while." She shivered at how clinical he had become. Exactly as she wanted.

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N--- was a pretty young Asian woman. The first time we went out, I picked her up after she got off work at the restaurant where I had met her. We had made no particular plans, which suited her just fine. As we drove around looking for something to do, a dance song she liked came on the radio, and she closed her eyes and began dancing dreamily in the bucket seat beside me, her arms in the air above her head, her upper body swaying erotically to the beat. Her sweater-clad breasts, round and relatively large for her very petite frame, thrust outward as she moved. I began to believe this would be a very good first date.

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There they were. The Barbie Dolls. The bleached-blond, silicon-enhanced, daddy's-credit-card-endowed, anorectic airheads, aka the Popular Girls, aka the Cheerleaders. They took their seats at a table in the cafeteria, chittering loudly about the upcoming prom. Dresses, corsages, limos, dates…

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The lights low, his glistening contours barely visible in the mirror. I step closer. So does he. My eyes slowly adjust to the near dark, and I see me, staring back. Blue green eyes drinking me in, a closed circuit of self lust. I step closer. Six feet of rock climber, six feet of swimmer, six feet of dirty hot mind wrapped in a perfect body. I tilt my head. A shaft of light slashes across a sculpted cheekbone.

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She was waiting on the landing as I came out of the bathroom, a finger to her lips to indicate silence, her other hand on her partially open bedroom door handle. She smiled and raised her eyebrows in a silent question but my flushed cheeks must have given her the answer before I smiled back and nodded.

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We had been in a relationship long enough to begin to find it just a little too settled. Everything was losing its shine and things seem to be much more mundane than even two weeks ago. I remembered a conversation that we'd had about fantasies and what we would like to have happen sometime, but had never had the courage to ask for it. I couldn't see letting our life together get old and boring so I resolved to do something about it as I remembered one particular fantasy that I thought I could make happen without too much planning.

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"Sure" you texted me. It was a simple, unvarnished word, but in this instance, laden miraculously with the stuff of utter elation. I had arranged a trip out to the mountains on a pretext with the hope of seeing you for the first time. It was a very adult thing, I reflected on the flight over.

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Angela was a few years younger than me - well OK a good twenty. She joined our company straight from college and had other assets apart from being remarkably good at her job. She had long dark hair, perfect slim figure without being gaunt and pert young breasts that just looked perfect under anything she chose to wear. She'd been with us six months when her performance and potential were first recognised.

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I had known Janice for some time but never really talked to her. It's like that in a local bar; you see people but never really get to know them. Anyhow she worked at the hospital as a nurse and always wore the old fashion nurse uniform of white skirt and hose. Every time she came in every guy in the bar would stare. Now she wasn't the most beautiful woman but there was something about the way she carried herself that made her really attractive.

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It was a gorgeous, sunny day in late July just about a week before my birthday. I had just signed off on an incredible deal that was going to make my company millions and net me a signing bonus big enough to keep me in very expensive shoes for a very long time to come. As I settled into my high back leather chair behind the great mahogany desk that is the centerpiece of my office, I gave a little stretch and yawn and kicked off my four and half inch patent leather pumps.

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