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There's a standard joke when the UK is hit with cold weather - that we're utterly unable to cope. Even a sprinkling of the white stuff brings the road and rail networks virtually crashing to a halt. Schools close, people can't get to work, supermarkets are swamped by panic buyers and tabloids declare 'SNOWMAGEDDON!'

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After our evening with Sophie and Marc, Jen and I decided to extend Kate's training to include activities outside our circle of swinger friends. One evening Kate came to dinner and confided to us that Sabine, a coworker of hers was coming on to her at work and had asked her if she would like to "party" one evening with her and her husband.

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Really?" Bill, my husband said when I said 'ok' to a question he had asked many times. "Yes Bill, really," I said probably sounding more confident than I felt. It was a Sunday afternoon. We were lying on the floor of our lounge. We were both naked as we had just had sex. It had been good, in fact it had been very good; I so love being fucked doggy style with me on all fours and with my lover draped around my body.

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Jenny Tidwell, president of Pi Phi, had one basic rule in life. Anything good that happened was her doing, and anything bad that happened was someone else's fault. Her plan in life was also simple: marry rich, make her own money and live life at the top. It was her senior year, and she was dating Chase Carlisle, the former president of Chi Sigma, now graduated from college and away at law school but close enough that they kept their relationship going.

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The first package was innocent enough when it arrived. She was a little surprised to see a courier at her door when she answered the doorbell at the early hour of 9 am. Since her first class wasn't until eleven she had actually just woken up. The courier collected her signature and then handed over an oblong box. When she opened it she saw a miniature rose bush with a dozen yellow roses inside with a note.

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I woke up and looked at the clock, it was 8. Today was my 40 birthday. I was divorced, lived on my own and had an 18-year-old son who was at college 200 miles away. I heard the post come through the letterbox so I got out of bed and went downstairs to see if they were cards for me. There where two, one from my son Greg and the other was from my best friend Susan.

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For most people, December 31, 1999 meant the end of one millennium and the beginning of another one. Even though it was common knowledge that the 21st century didn't truly begin until the year 2001, this night was still supposed to be the biggest party ever. Like moths to a campfire, people were drawn to this night with the thought of forgetting the past and starting over with a clean slate. I was no different, but little did I know what a great new start I would have.

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An interesting thing happened to me this weekend. First, I will introduce everyone a little. My wife and I live in Suburban, USA. Nothing unusual ever happens here. That was until, Tom and Felicia moved in next door. They are an attractive couple. Both of them are in their middle twenty's. They don't have any children, yet. Although, I think they are planning on it, soon.

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After a long week at work, I think I was just as happy not to have a date: changing into a t-shirt and sweatpants, ordering a pizza, opening a beer and watching the ballgame on tv sounded like a pretty good plan. Then in the top of the eighth inning, I heard a loud crash from the apartment next door.

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Dana and I worked out a plan to get Sandra to join our little intimate group. Sandra was totally different from Dana and I, physically. While Dana and I were of medium height and full-bodied, Sandra was tall and slender. She had a model's body, but more like a Victoria's Secret model.

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