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I met Tracy my senior year at The University of Texas in Austin, what we all considered to be the 'real' U of T. She was a year behind me and was also a business major though she was headed to finance and I was aimed toward marketing and advertising. So, she was a numbers drone and I was a 'flack.'

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I could give you a lot of back story, a lot of detail, about how my wife Jen and I have ended up in this little club in Prague, sitting with Katerina, the sexy blonde Czech jazz singer who finished her last set a while ago, and Milos, her sexy blond actor brother, who's definitely appreciating the way Jen's generous tits are almost falling out of her lowcut top, but hey: it's what may happen next that really counts.

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I can never remember being alone. Even when by myself, there was this feeling that I was there beside myself. Such is the feeling some identical twins have. My name is Alan, a few minutes older than my brother Brad. We have shared everything in our 20 years. Actually, counting the time we shared the same amniotic sac it's been more than 20 years.

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I had been an on-site manager of a large apartment complex for over three years at that time. What was about to happen to me on that extremely hot Arizona summer day was definitely a first, but fortunately not a last. The apartment complex was nothing special. It had enough pools to serve half the state yet I could not see enough hotties laying out in their bikinis.

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Once upon a time, in a place far away but not so very much different than it is here, there lived a young woman who was just voyaging out on the journey of her life. She was pretty, but not so pretty that you'd expect to see her on the cover of a magazine. Her hair was sort of blonde and sort of brown, and every once in a while she'd put a red rinse in it that made people look twice, but it never would last long - hair dye never did with her.

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I put the finishing touches on my makeup and step back to get a good look at myself in the hotel bathroom mirror. "Not too bad..." I say, smiling at my reflection. "This oughta get somebody's attention." I step out of the bathroom. You're standing by the window, your back to me, wearing only your boxers. "Well, what do ya think?" I ask. You turn to look at me and a broad grin comes to your handsome face.

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I boarded the plane at Boston's Logan airport for the long series of flights to Hawaii. My company had won a contract with a container shipping company and they wanted me in Honolulu as soon as possible to conduct an inventory and audit. I packed lightly knowing that I'd be back in only a week. As an amateur photographer, I was delighted that I'd be able to spend a full weekend on the island of Oahu snapping some the world's most majestic mountains plummeting into a gorgeous blue ocean.

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"Look, they really are the same, isn't that cool?" Listening from the hallway, I could hear Maya's voice in the bathroom with my girlfriend, Lyn. I stopped cold and listened as once again Maya was comparing her breasts with Lyn's. The bathroom door was not closed and I could just see, through the space between the door and the frame, the sweet curve of Maya's breasts.

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Pat dressed up for Halloween like I had never seen. She was a cross between a sexy Hooter’s cheerleader and a 100% slut. Starting from the bottom of her lovely legs, she had on a pair of white sneakers; her legs were bare with just a tan and so smooth and toned. The cheerleader shirt was Hooter’s orange and white and it was shorter than any cheerleader’s skirt I’d even seen.

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Amy stormed into her dorm room and threw her books on her desk. "Damnit, I'm freaking failing this class!" Her roommate Carey looked up at her, wide eyed, from her computer. "What class is it?" she asked, eyeing her rather angry friend. "Stupid Computer Science! I fucking hate it, but I need the stupid credit!" Amy snarled, her voice sharp.

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