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Fiona applied the last of her mascara then started to pack her make up away. The doorbell rang and she walked into the hallway. "Darren, the babysitter has arrived are you nearly ready?" She opened the front door. "Evening Ying, come in and make yourself at home." Ying, the daughter of a family friend, was now Darren and Fiona's regular babysitter for their two-year-old son Joshua.

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Kendra Mercer untied the strings of her Missoni bikini and let them fall away from her shoulders, leaving the tiny triangles of fabric perfectly balanced on her firm, perky breasts. She let her body sink into the plush, cushioned lounge chair with an indulgent little sigh. Life was almost perfect. After several years of dating Luke Prescott, the son of one of the most important and politically influential families in New York, she was finally engaged. Kendra glanced down at the 5-carat platinum sparkler on her left hand, admiring the way the sunlight bounced off the diamond.

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I was dreading the thought of going to work. Normally I enjoyed my job but for the next two weeks I was going to have to work with the companies auditors. Great, I thought, instead of flirting with the attractive women in the secretarial pool, I got to work with a couple of stuffy accountants. I arrived at work, dejected, dropped my briefcase off at my desk and went to the boardroom to meet the auditors. When I looked through the window into the room, I stopped.

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We were dining out one evening with Marie and Jean-Pierre and the conversation turned to upcoming vacation plans since it was only a few months before the holidays were upon us. We mentioned that we had made plans to go to Aruba and spend the holidays laying around on the beach and just relaxing when Marie suddenly exclaimed, “Aruba!” and went on to explain that they know a wonderful couple, who were close friends of theirs in France, who are now living in Aruba during the winter months and we must make it a point to contact them when we get there.

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From the moment I woke up I began to stress out, thinking of what lay ahead for the day. I don't like confrontation, and I really hate being the bearer of bad news. My wife and I retired from the 8 to 5 rat race in our late forties. We pooled our money, bought a small apartment building and became landlords. We have kept the occupancy rate up with fairly good tenants and enjoy a comfortable income, although maintenance will start eating into our nest egg if we don't stay ahead of the game. The building is getting older, so we need every rent check we collect.

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It was a very non-committal e-mail answer to my ad but intrigued me enough to reply and set up a meeting. Bob not only sounded nice and lived not too far from me but he had enclosed a photo of his equipment which immediately captivated me and he was interested in the same things I was, so I e-mailed and asked him if he could meet me around noon the next day at a coffee shop around the corner from my apt.

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"What are you doing?" I asked quietly as I glanced furtively from side to side, making sure no one was looking. The subtle wobble in my voice betrayed my nervousness as his hand rested on my knee just below the end of my shorts. He looked at me and flashed a bright knowing smile. His fingers inched subtly higher and I felt a familiar tingle between my legs. I'd never had a sexual experience with a man before and for most of my life I hadn't even considered it an option but in the previous two years I'd begun to wonder what it might be like.

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It was a stormy night in Atlanta. My bones rattled with chills as I struggled through sheets of rain that slapped against my body. My thin windbreaker failed it's only job, as I felt the dampness soak into my clothes which sucked onto my skin. It was a terrible night, but this struggle of the elements was worth it. For tonight, I would meet my angel, and nothing would warm my drenched body more than her embrace.

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Well, a little about me first. I'm curious as hell, but my sexual experiences have been extremely limited. Since I was 13 or so I've struggled with weight. I haven't weighed below 220 since I was about 10 or so. But with my new job, a lot of physical activity is required. I am now down to 185 to 190. It's still not great, and I still struggle, but it gets me a little bit more looks from women than complete ignorance these days.

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Prologue Julia was happy with her life. It wasn't a great life by any means, but she always told herself that she could be a lot worse off. She had a reasonably well paid job and was regarded with respect at the office. Being single meant that she wasn't tied down and could devote the necessary hours to her work. She did feel a little lonely at times, but she tried to keep herself occupied and not think about it too much.

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