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Sunday, November 28, 2004 Michael called from the airport earlier than when he was expected in so we sent Simone, Monica and Katrina to retrieve him from curbside. It's about a 20 minute drive from where we are to the airport so it would be a quick trip there, but a longer drive coming back as Monica and Katrina had a special gift to give to him for the ride home.

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While in college, as well as now, I was not "open" about being bisexual. I went to school for, and now work in law enforcement…not exactly an open minded group of people. That being said, I've got to admit, still love a big hard cock just as much as, and maybe a bit more than, a nice juicy pussy.

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Late one afternoon a few summers ago, and just before dusk, the door bell rang. I must tell you that I was a pretty miffed at the time. My wife, Betty, was away visiting her sister in Boston -- we're both retired -- and I had the house all to myself. I was enjoying some really hot porn on my computer, which I usually have to sneak around to watch when Betty is home since she finds the stuff disgusting. So, the interruption was not welcome.

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Bill and Beth carried their bags into the luxurious San Francisco hotel room. Both offered flattering remarks about the room and the view as they walked through the living area, past the wet bar and into the huge bedroom. They threw their bags on the bed and met at the large window overlooking the ocean. Beth placed her arm around Bill. “Isn’t this marvelous?” she asked her husband. “This is going to be SO much fun.”

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I had been lost in the woods for more than two hours when I finally saw the gate of the infantry brigade's garrison I was stationed in. It was about 1.30 in the morning and the silent emptiness surrounding me felt ghostly and hostile. It was snowing heavily. I had left my coat - and along with it my wallet containing all my money and papers - and my fur hat in the bar I was thrown out of, and I was cold, sick and exhausted.

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An unexpected business trip brought me back to the area where I grew up, the Philadelphia Main Line. I called a couple friends but none were around and so I thought it might be fun to visit one of the nicer haunts where my friends and I used to drink when home from college. It had been 20 years since we were trying to score in this place and except for a name change; it was pretty much the same.

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I had been seeing Steve for about three months. For 'seeing', read 'fucking'. Of course. He was okay, but certainly not Mr Right. He was becoming serious and I was becoming, if not exactly bored, certainly not ready for serious. I would have to dump him. Things had not gone as expected since my spectacular one nighter with the lovely Malcolm, my plans to re-enter single life as a sexual predator had not achieved fruition.

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Do you know what is worse than being married for five years and not having sex for the past six months, finding out that other men have been having sex with your wife in your bed? My name is Robert, I am 35 years old, five foot ten, thick black hair that starts at the top of my head and doesn't stop until it reaches my toes, green eyes, and a pretty naturally fit body, all compliments from my Italian heritage.

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Jennifer and Derrick rode in the cab holding hands. She had been living in the city since graduating from college just over a year ago and, in that time, had not had much of a social life as she put her energy into writing for a regional magazine. On occasion she dated but most of those had been setups by well meaning friends. She had been in only two serious relationships, both back in college, but that seemed forever ago.

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As a deep sleeper I will often be oblivious to the outside world while I'm tucked up in bed. All sorts of catastrophes can take place outside the bedroom window and I would be none the wiser, indeed they could happen inside the bedroom and the same would be true. This particular day was no different to any other.

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