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Brandye and I had moved back to Philadelphia after a two-year stint in New York City. Moving around was driving me nuts. Every year or two, we moved. Usually it was a huge move, to another city, cutting ties, etc. It had been almost six years now that we'd been together and we'd moved five times. I hated moving. I absolutely hated it. But we had settled into our new apartment, a very spacious two bedroom in a swanky high rise.

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I enjoy working late. I am a transcriptionist, and can get more done when the hub-bub of a packed law office has quieted. One thing though, this old office building is about as tightly insulated as a bridge, and creaks as badly as my forty-mumble year old knees. I find myself getting up from my desk at least once an hour to see if somehow an earthquake hasn't hit, as my geology professor called it, the Laurentian Plateau.

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Prelude As Emily sank deeper into the simmering warmth of her tub, the candle on the vanity flickered with almost ghostly reflections in the mirror adding a virtually eerie ambiance to the bathroom. The scents of lavender bath oil beads that had melted in the water earlier coupled with the mulberries of the wafting aromas of the candle.

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'Take your hand and lift your skirt just a little higher, there's a good girl.' Megan sat back to watch me, smiling when she saw me hesitate and blush. 'You told me you wanted to be controlled, made to do things, just surrender to me and do what I tell you, Josie.'

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The view out the porthole was spectacular, and Jane could never quite get used to it. Earth, the blue, white and green bubble floating below in some surreal sea of black. This close you couldn't even see the stars unless you were on the night side; the brightness of the planet completely overwhelmed you.

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I was not in a good mood when I entered the bar. I had a real bad day and all I wanted to do was have a few drinks and then go home. I sat down in my normal spot and Lisa the bar tender asked me if I wanted the usual, I nodded yes to her. I was on my second beer when this brunette came up and asked if the seat next to me was taken.

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"Hey red, got four quarters for a dollar?" Melodie Taylor looked up quickly from her book of poetry at the sound of the loud contralto voice. Startled, she thought she would be alone here in the Westside Laundromat. It was after eleven PM and she didn't like being off campus this late, but it was necessary. Studying for her finals had put her way behind in her washing and her sorority sisters in Gamma House were using all the machines in their basement.

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Everything felt cold to Hannah, in these last few minutes of her life. The wind up on the roof blew sharply, swirling and gusting in a way that whipped her long blonde hair into her face and cut right through her thin dress like she wasn't even wearing it. She wished she didn't feel the cold;

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(Dedicated to my sweetheart Deni, and my precious Penny, who helped me to discover and appreciate my own sexuality. You both will always have a special place in my heart that no others can ever occupy.) It was another beautiful early summer morning in this land 'down under' ... in this wonderful picturesque land of Australia. When I first arrived here on 'assignment' for the corporation I was employed by in the United States, I was sure I would hate it.

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Thump, thump, thump goes the bed above us in the ancient rhythm of sex. I glance up at the ceiling with a look that is part annoyance, part envy and part wonder. (I wouldn't lose my virginity for another 4 years.)

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