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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a stand-alone story but the characters are the same I used in my story 'Get A Room'. It's not a sequel but more another episode of the same show. Let me know what you think about it. - Rose * "What do you think you're doing, young lady?" The deep, booming voice sounded angry.

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"You still trying to seduce my husband?" Mrs. Anderson whispered. "I thought I told you to fill up those cups with ice?" Sara jumped. The older woman had snuck up right behind her, pinning her to the table without making a sound. "I'm not - I'm not" Sara stammered. "Sed. . ." The thought had never crossed her mind.

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Kelly Carlson was a beautiful and vivacious 24-year-old first grade teacher. She was 5' 7" tall with shoulder length blonde hair and sparking green eyes. She had a lovely smile, an infectious laugh and was well liked by students, colleagues and parents alike. While she was slim and shapely, she was endowed with rather large breasts that were firm and sat high on her chest.

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"Fuck is that the time, I have to go" he said pushing back the sheet and climbing quickly out of the hotel bed. "Why, what's the hurry?" I asked sitting up my full tits flopping around all over the place. "Oh bugger," he said as he caught his fingernails on the bathroom door. "I er, um, promised my son I would pop in this evening." "What for, it'll be very late?"

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Pam is my neighbor of 4 years and over time we've become good friends. In fact there is nothing I wouldn't do for her. We're both in our early 30's and married. I have two kids and Pam just had her first. It was her pregnancy that brought us even closer together.

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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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I saw the cutest guy walking down the hallway of my building and I had to do a double take. Being from Covington Kentucky means that I see more hicks and rednecks than anything else. Yeah, I know that I'm born and bred here myself, but I'm no hick! As a black girl I'm the wrong color to be a hick, right? Not that I really think in terms of color. All of my life I heard that I was a white girl in a black girl's body.

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Laura kissed her husband on the lips and watched as he turned, picked up his carry-on bag and headed down the tunnel to the waiting plane. She still couldn't believe that he was going to Florida and leaving her in Minne-fucking-apolis -- in January! In prior years she'd gone with him to his partners meetings. But not this year.

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This is a true story, the names of the woman involved has not been changed because she approves of this account of my experience and this story is a tribute to her and her unrivaled understanding. My name is Amanda and I would like to tell you about my first sexual experience with another woman, I was much younger and quite inexperienced compared to her, but it was a special time in my life that I will always remember and treasure.

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I looked across the long pub table at her, a beautiful woman, full of life and the vibrancy of the young. She had just sat down, opposite me. She had the longest, blondest hair I'd ever seen, and a beautiful, shy smile, and a cuteness in her voice that was not practiced or affected in any way. For some reason, I was suddenly acutely aware of the smell of the foliage from the trees around the courtyard, the sharp scent of beer, and the heat of the evening.

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