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My god she is beautiful. My wife Sharon has just got out of the shower and her long dark curly hair is cascading down her back. At 39 and three kids later she is still a stunner. A small mummy tummy is all that is can be seen, and that only by a trained eye. This morning before we arrived for our friend June's 40th birthday I shouted her a facial, wax and massage at an exclusive beauty parlour here in the Blue Mountains.

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Betty turned off her computer and rubbed her eyes. She listened to the noise from downstairs. She shared the house with her boy friend and three others, but sometimes she felt like she had forty roommates instead of four. All four of them were wildly popular in their different "cliques" and everyone came to their house. It was THE place to be. Which was cool in a lot of ways. They always had the best parties.

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My wife Liz and I were enjoying our new found freedom. The worries and problems of child rearing, mortgages and financial concerns, were largely in our past. We were living a life more centered on each other. Our vacations were now of our choice, we enjoyed walks together after dinner, we dined at nice restaurants instead of fast food outlets, and our sex life had blossomed.

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"Slutty Nurse, Kinky Bunny, Slutty Pumpkin, Horny Devil, Fallen Angel" I read off the labels as I flip through the costumes. For the hundredth time I think, who invites some one to a dress up Halloween party with only 2 days notice? Nasty Pussy wait, this one's interesting... Oh, just cat ears, a body suit and a tail, for the bargain price of $99.

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Do you ever get those moments when something so totally unexpected happens and turns your perceptions and beliefs about yourself completely on their head? I had a night that did that to me, last weekend, and I really need to talk about it, to get things straight. I do hope you'll listen. Firstly, a bit of background. Sally Ann and I have been married for almost ten years now. She's lovely.

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"Can I help you?" the woman at the front desk of the hotel asked. "I have a reservation. Tonya Benton." The woman's smile faded a little as she clicked away on the computer. After a few seconds, she said, "I'm terribly sorry, but we don't have any rooms available." Tonya gave a shake of her head, tossing her red curls, in disbelief of what she'd just heard. "What? I have a reservation. I made it a month ago."

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Sometimes life really sucks! Fifty-four years old, married thirty years, and then zap! It’s all over. My wife, now ex-wife, decides that she wants someone younger, fifteen fucking years younger. As I mentioned I’m fifty-four; bald; salt and pepper beard (as well as my chest and around my dick); six-foot and about one sixty-five in weight.

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One night Jasmine, my wife now, and I were at home she had just gotten out of the shower when the phone rang. It was a friend of ours Paul. He asked us to come over to his place for to see what he’d found. It seemed he had cleaned up a house for a local realtor and had come across as he put it tons of clothes he thought might be fit Jasmine. Since we weren’t really doing anything but sitting around anyway.

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My phone buzzed. Looking down at it, I saw that it was a text message from Emma. Looking in the rearview mirror, the blue and red flashing lights of the state trooper that had just pulled me over spiked into my eyes and the high beams made my eyes water. Pushing the button on the phone, I read the message. 'Where are you?' it said.

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It was nearing six o'clock. Jason glanced at his watch for the third time. "Honey? You about ready?" he called up to her from the stairs. He chuckled to himself. Denise had been primping herself for well over an hour. Not that that was a bad thing, she was just a little nervous. And it wasn't that she'd been worried about choosing the right outfit to wear for the evening, she wouldn't be wearing one.

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