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I notice her as soon as she enters the room, but then who wouldn't? She's a hot little number, about 5'4", I'd say, early thirties, all pink and blonde. Her hair falls in soft waves just below her chin and she's wearing the classic black dress that always looks so good on a someone like her.

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A very big thanks to CarsonShepherd, Impressive, English Lady and Vella for all of their help! As I was packing my bag to go home, I once again said a silent Thank You to my editor for giving me this assignment. It was Valentine's weekend and I had been filled with dread as I thought about spending it moping around my flat watching television and eating ice cream out of the carton.

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Author's Note: This is a very quick little snippet of girl-on-girl naughty, a sort of experimental sensual snack, that I wrote awhile ago and picked up this afternoon for kicks. As always, everyone is over eighteen. You are too. Anyhoo, hope you like it and you remember to do the vote thingie.

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I was worn to a frazzle. My 7-year old twin boys were driving me up the wall now that school was out. "What are we going to do today?" each one asked over and over. Finally their dad took pity on me and took them off my hands for an extended weekend. They left early on Wednesday morning to spend time with Craig's parents. I went back to bed.

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After I graduated from college in 1985, my parents rewarded me with what would be the greatest present of my life, a trip to Europe. I was 21 and full of life. My itinerary included Paris, London and Rome. I was over the moon when they told me that I could take my best friend Constance. Her parents had already approved it. We went to Europe on the Concorde.

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Jennifer awoke that next morning to the most incredible sensation she had ever felt! She looked down to see Robin wallowing between her legs under the covers, her tongue bathing Jen's cunt with her warm wet touch. As Jen screamed a little sigh Robin popped her head out from under the covers and smiled at her with wet creamy lips.

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It all began last Sunday morning. The sun streamed through the white chiffon curtains on our bedroom window and warmed random places on our bodies. Brilliant gyrating and ever changing light events blasted around the room from the crystals she has hanging in the windows. Her warm and supple body against mine gave off such a gentle scent that filled my senses with pleasure and deep satisfaction. The perfume of her body lotion fading but strong in random and mysterious whiffs, mingled with her natural scent and mine.

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Anne was the typical all-American girl. She was smart with a sassy attitude. Her mother had raised to be a career driven woman, and she became just that. It wasn't long until she moved off to San Francisco in pursuit of a good education.

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The bass is hard. The temperature is hot. "Bar in the front, dancing in the middle, pool in the back...thankfully Aussie pubs aren't much different from American bars." I don't really attract that much attention until I open my mouth and order a coke. Then every eye is on the American with the weird accent ordering a decidedly "wimpy" drink. I shake off the stares with a smile as I peel my glasses off.

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I hadn't been to a concert in quite a while, so it was special when my wife surprised me for my birthday with tickets to go see one of my favorite bands. The concert was in another city, so she had planned a weekend trip. The band plays heavy metal, so we both dressed accordingly. I dressed in black jeans, a black t-shirt and my leather jacket. Sarah, my wife, looked great in a black t-shirt, black skirt, black stockings and matching boots. I wanted to jump her in the hotel room, but we didn't have the time.

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