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Dawn Garth took a deep breath and pushed open the door. She took the five or six steps down that led through a curtained archway and into the spacious room. Nervously, the blond woman scanned the entire area. Her eyes swept over the bar, where a few stools were occupied, to the couples on the dance floor. She took in the row of tables on the far side as well as the booths scattered against the back wall.

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Leah parked her Volvo, grateful for finding an open spot at the busy beach. She spotted her quarry at the far corner of the lot and her heart beat a million times a minute. Taking deep calming breaths she glanced down at her shaking hands. Looking in the rear view mirror she checked her makeup one last time before putting her Ralph Lauren sunglasses back on her nose.

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Here I was, in the huge backseat of a restored '57 Chevy Bel-Air with a woman whose name I couldn't remember; her mouth, tasting of whiskey and tobacco, kissing me, her callused, sure, hands slipping off my panties. My wide hips tipping up to let her, my mouth slack and open to her demanding, slippery, tongue; my head tilted, eyes open, staring at the rivulets of rain streaking the fogged side window.

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Serana, It's time for us to part ways. Not permanently, I'd imagine, but there are some things that fated warriors are meant to do alone. I let my new friend know that I'll be back at the castle should I be needed, but I kind of doubt that I'll be needed immediately.

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Dr. Terri Childs has been dating my brother for the past three months, the exact time I have been diligently touring the country with my band. I know it's a strange way to start a story but I think you'll understand better once I take it from the beginning and go from there. My name is Jaime Shepherd and I am a musician.

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Carol and I have known each other for a number of years now. Our husbands grew up together and have been best friends as long as they can remember. When I started to date Peter, Dwayne was already going out with Carol. Due to their friendship we were forced together and became great friends ourselves. Carol and I even were in each others bridal parties. I would now consider her to be my best friend.

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Excerpt from Part l: Mara was silent for a while as she sat watching me in my indecision. Finally she spoke. "Jaz, I want to give you something. I want to show you a little of what it could be like with me. You intrigue me. The way you kissed me, I know inside you there is a woman waiting to love, to give and receive. I want to be that person.

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"Just like that?" Jill asked incredulously. "Pretty much so, yeah," the blonde responded. "Depends on the woman of course," the brunette added. "And on how much she's had to drink," the small redhead behind the camera added with a smile. Jill took a swallow of her drink. She was sitting at her usual table at Natalie's Place. She'd been a regular ever since Nat opened the club.

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"For the last time; I don't KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!" "Oh I think you do. I just don't understand who or what you're protecting." "Fucking cucaracha, do you have any ears?!" "And again, with the feistiness...Just tell us what we want to know." The room was poorly lit for effect, but the redhead didn't know that. She was blindfolded and cuffed to a cold steel chair.

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In the morning, Mel and I didn't mention what had happened between us. It didn't feel awkward, but something was definitely different. We were both acting coy, almost like we were daring each other to mention something, or make a move, or whatever. It felt like foreplay.

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