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I sat on the wide polished piano bench. Late afternoon sun cast striped shadows as it streamed through half opened blinds; golden motes of dust danced silently in the air. He sat, as he always did, next to me. Years ago, I had begged my mother to learn to play – we had a baby grand at home – and she finally relented.

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Mother in laws come in many shapes and sizes, and mine [ of some 3 months standing ] had a very voluptuous shape, a good nature, a sense of fun, was tall, slim, and in her early forties. My wife had hinted as to her having a roving eye and perhaps some affairs & not without the knowledge of her dad. He was Ron, a senior civil servant who was often away from their home in London.

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I teach at a small university in the Midwest, in a small town, the usual place where gossip spreads faster than the common cold. Those of you who live in one know exactly what I mean. My department moved into our new building after a year of construction and got two new secretaries about the same time. Our secretaries used to be spread all over the building, but now were concentrated in one room.

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'Drink?' 'Sure!' – 'Yes please!' Heather and Kate spoke at the same time. They didn't really need another drink; they'd both had plenty at the nightclub. It had been several shots ago that what would happen tonight had become inevitable. Perhaps Kate was still a little nervous.

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I had just graduated at Wesley Women's Academy and along with five other girls was taking a summer course that was a combination of horseback riding and sex education. We had finished our morning ride and were standing in one of the barns dressed in our riding gear listening to Miss Chambers our sex teacher. She was a tall woman with a broad ass and huge tits. She wore her usual costume: comfortable shoes and a long, white lab coat over a knee length, blue skirt.

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Mark is 5'11", 180. Firm muscular build, brown hair and eyes. Has a charming baby face but well endowed and definitely attractive. Single at the moment, a friend to Nathan. 20 years old. Brian is the opposite of Mark. He stands just over six feet tall, 210, athletic and firm as well. Sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes.

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Jessie and Linda coolly eyed their latest catch with a practiced look as Tom made his way through the crowded bar to where they sat in a corner booth. Tom was the cute new guy on the fifth floor of their company’s office that some of the girls had been talking about. One girl, in particular, had gone out with him a couple of times, and had reported that he was a quiet guy who carried a big stick.

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Some people say, that the reality never lives up to the fantasy. Usually that it true, but sometimes reality can go places you never dreamed could happen. I was back to my home state. After my tour of duty on the East coast. Was in the best shape of my life. Confident and sure of myself, like no time before or since. My girlfriend Susan, and I had rekindled our relationship over the phone during the previous month.

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As long as I have been working as a school librarian, I have traveled every August to a convention the state's Education Department sponsors for teachers, administrators, and anyone else involved in schooling. Usually, my husband, Dan, accompanies me on these trips, and for the last eight or nine years, we have been joined by Janice, a Spanish teacher at the high school where I work, and her husband, Bill.

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My name is Frank, and I'm a thirty three year old, six foot tall white dude with sandy blond hair that dangles around my shoulder. I consider myself an open-minded heterosexual with occasional bisexual urges. On a recent trip to Peru, I discovered more about my sexuality than I had ever imagined.

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