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The air was alive with excitement as the Southwest passenger jet left the tarmac. My older sister, Alana, and I were seated together toward the back, huge grins on our faces as we looked out the window, watching the city lights drop away. It was a red eye flight that we had booked at the last second when we learned that our scheduled flight the next day would have to face a potential delay or cancellation because of a huge winter storm that was rolling in.

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Tina and Alice had been lovers for almost six months now, after first meeting each other at a dyke bar off-campus one night. Two sleek and frisky Literature majors, they confessed to each other that even though both young and older men had been drooling over them for as long as they could remember, it was pussy, rather than cock, that got them steamy. Soon they managed to arrange things so that they could share a dorm room.

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Tonight was the first 'culture night' that Lee suggested they add to their dating routine. Annika had agreed, but she was less enthusiastic than Lee. She preferred going to bars or dance clubs. In fact, that's where they had met five months ago. The initial activity was the offbeat Artomatic exhibit. It was a Washington, DC open admission art event.

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This was the first Summer we rented a house down the Jersey shore. My husband and I never really having a chance to take a good, long vacation. It was needed and well deserved. But, of course, just when we thought a little time together could happen, he was called into work.

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Jen burst into Christina's room without a least bit of forewarning or hesitation. The ice princess was lying on her stomach on her overly stuffed frilly bed staring at an art history textbook with a blue highlighter between her French manicured fingers.

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I looked out at the brightness through my frosty window. From the guttering, icicles descended, glistening in the wintry sunshine. I opened the window slightly, inhaling the crisp air. “So beautiful” I whispered as I snapped off the longest icicle and dropped it, watching it spear into the snow below. “Mmm, perfect murder weapon!” I giggled.

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The bus was just creeping along, it was snowing like crazy and the roads were super slippery. Tess and I were sitting alone, way in the back of the bus, trying to stay warm. There was a heater vent back there, but it didn't help much. All the boys on the trip were sitting a few rows ahead of us, and they were making a lot of noise.

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"What do you think?" I asked Maria, pirouetting on my toes in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom. "Its nice, but I still prefer the Versace," she answered, lounging on her bed. We had been trying on clothes all afternoon, raiding her mother's and elder sister's wardrobes. "Would Theresa let me borrow it, do you think?"

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She smiled as she looked out over the deep blue expanse. Her hair fluttered in the western winds as the ship made a gentle turn. Her smile widened as her sandy brown locks caressed her face, able to do what the wind could not. The gentle spray of a crashing wave misted her face and her eyes closed as the gentle touch was nearly too much.

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I took another reading off the compass Velcroed on the thwart in front of me, and changed sides on the paddle. My arms were feeling a little tired. I’d been paddling for almost an hour and the shore was coming up slowly. I veered a little to the side to round a point and hit the cove I was paddling for. The canoe hissed softly in the wonderfully blue water of the White Partridge Lake. I was far up in the Canadian Province of Ontario in Algonquin Provincial Park

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