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There is a drive-thru coffee stand near where I live, and I get my morning coffee there nearly every day. It is owned by two girls, I think their parents got it for them so they would have a dose of "real life," but they seem to do all right.

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"Just come over here!" My best friend, Cassie, could be so impatient at times, and today was no exception. Her voice rang out through my cell phone, "I have to eat some dinner and then we can hang out." "Okay, fine," I replied. When Cassie wanted to see me she always demanded instead of asked.

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The contract took effect at 5pm Friday night. The rules were simple; Janna, my girlfriend, was to do my bidding for an entire weekend. I introduced language to clarify the extent of the rules; specifically, that I could exert my authority via punishment. The limit on punishment was that there could be no injury imposed or lasting evidence of punishment, i.e. no mark, scar, etc.

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The bustle of life on the college campus always peaked just after finals. Students who had spent their last couple of weeks locked away in their dorm rooms or the library and stuffing all the knowledge of a semester into their heads at once finally emerged to face the sunlight and celebrate another successful term.

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Chapter 1 I hadn't set out to do it. I had never thought about it or planned such a thing. It just wasn't me, it was not my thing, well it had never been until then. Something must have changed, but was it with me, was it circumstances or what?

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Sarah wiped her forehead. Almost done, she thought. Just these three more outfits to be marked and logged into the store's computer and she would be finished. And that wasn't good. She was glad to be at the end of these last three weeks, working from whenever she started until whenever she quit, but at the same time she was worried.

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He came rushing through the kitchen. "I'm late." he said flatly, slamming his briefcase down onto the table. "Would it be too much trouble for you to be something resembling a wife? You know? The good kind, you wake me up with a smile, make sure my clothes are neatly pressed, have dinner on the table for me, as well as breakfast."

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It was late September early October and I was a first year college student. I was not your typical college student mind you. No I was 25 yrs old and it was rough, especially in my English class where most of the other students were fresh faced teenagers, we even had a couple of kids from High School. I dealt with it the best way I knew how; I sat in the front desk every Monday and Wednesday then left as soon as the period was over.

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The morning news from CNN bounced off my subconscious while I made coffee. (CNN)'....North Korea rattling sabre again....' I don't know WHY I was making coffee, other than it was a habit I'd picked up in the 15 years of my now-failing marriage to John Anderson. (CNN)'....Corrupt New Jersey cop sought in slaying....' I'd never enjoyed the bitter taste of coffee, only the smell.

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"I can't believe you made me come here. I'm not comfortable in the place." Sandi looked nervously around the room being careful not make eye contact with anyone. "Christ Sand, it's just a bar.,” remarked Jess. "No, it's a gay bar." Sandi whispered back. "What if someone talks to me?"

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