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Let's just say that I didn't get much sleep that night. Hannah turned out to be insatiable in the bedroom. Usually they say that the girl can't remember at some point how many times they have sex. But in the bedroom of her lakeside cabin, I lost track after five times.

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My Aunt Jessie had been threatening for several weeks to call me over to her house for me to give her another massage after I'd massaged both her and Mom with baby oil in our back yard one afternoon and she finally did it. I got home from work and was showering in the mud room when, as usual, I heard Mom call out, "That you, Hut?"

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Officer Chris Milling woke with a start and sat straight up in bed. He quickly tried to process everything as he looked around the strange bedroom with wide eyes. Suddenly it all came back to him as he looked to his left and saw the hot, tan, young blonde sleeping next to him. It was a dream come true. He couldn't believe he was actually here with her. He had wanted this for so long for this. He had masturbated to these moments so many, many times. He had promised the universe he would make a difference in the world if it would only grant him this one wish.

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I am the main character. I am 18 years old. My sister is Sally. She is younger than me but also 18 years old. We are both of the age to legal consent. Even though incest is still illegal anyway. Deeeerp. Now I tells story...

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For years I had been driving my mother up to visit her girlfriend. Ever since I had turned sixteen, gotten my license, I'd taken mom on her monthly pilgrimage to spend the day visiting with her long time friend during the summer months. It wasn't like it was a cross-country trip, but mom hated driving on the freeway. And I didn't mind taking her as Valerie; mom's friend had a couple of sweet looking twin daughters.

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David Miller got home that Friday evening from work to find his wife of twenty-two years waiting for him. It was obvious from the expression on Michelle's face that something was wrong. As he sat down in his recliner, David wondered if he'd put the toilet seat down that morning before leaving for work. But whatever the problem, he'd learned over the last two decades that his wife would tell him in her own good time.

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This story is entirely fiction. All characters are over the age of 18. I have come to the conclusion that there is no such thing as a friendly divorce. People either use every opportunity to continue punishing their ex, or simply avoid the opportunity as a dealing mechanism. Thankfully, our situation was the latter. Hannah and I were married for twenty two years. We had only one child together, Zoe, who is now 19 years old, and a beautiful young woman. In retrospect, having Zoe is about the only thing we did together.

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My father was doing roaring business selling oil seeds in Gulburga, before shifting the family to Mumbai after my only sister got married. Our new house in New Bombay was luxurious to say the least and my father was making more money, quicker than what he did in our hometown, thanks to his new passion in the stock market. My mother who used to be a timid housewife at Gulburga soon started changing herself to the surroundings of Mumbai and within a couple of years after reaching Mumbai, my mother looked like a typical Mumbai modern lady with her short hair and excessive cosmetics.

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Jake was surprised to see his sister waiting for him when he left his socials class, but he said nothing and followed her out of the building and onto the football field. Safe from ear shot, Jill stopped and turned to brother, "God, Jake, I want to jump into your arms, I want to hold you and kiss you and touch you. How did you do it?"

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"Hey, Zoe, why don't you and Peter do that walk over the hills? That should get him fit and brighten him up a bit." Over the hills that form a backdrop to our city there is a chain of hostels, each about a days walk apart. To walk the whole distance took about a week and Bern and I had done it a couple of times, but Peter had never been with us.

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