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I lurched into my dorm room and sat heavily on my bed. Natalie looked up from her studying, and raised an eyebrow. We had only been in school for three weeks, but living together 24/7 we had already bonded as friends. She knew I was upset. "You're back early, Emma" Natalie commented. "It's not even midnight. Did Jimmy get drunk?"

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"I dread coming to the office everyday". We were sitting eating our lunch in the common area of our shared office space. Me and the two other women in the office doing our twice weekly eat, gab and gossip session in the lunchroom. "I thought you loved your job Maggie. Don't tell us you're thinking of leaving," responded Leigh. I would miss you so much."

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So the lesbian feelings, the desire for other women, the bisexuality or whatever. Is it still there? Yes it is, but as they say, it comes and goes. Sometimes I will go weeks without thinking about it and at others it is in my mind constantly. Occasionally as I masturbate Emma, Jane or Amanda will be in my mind or a vision of being in bed with Kylie Minogue, Sharon Stone or kdLang will suddenly come from nowhere.

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It was Susan's first full day at college. She decided she may as well check-out the student coffee-shop and common room. She she saw her neighbor Nicole across the room, sitting amongst a group of girls. Nicole saw her at the same time and beckoned her over. As she arrived at Nicole's group, Nicole welcomed her, 'Hi Suzi, meet everyone: this is Jeanette; Sally; Jean; and, sorry I've forgot your name', 'Melonie', answered the redhead in question, shyly.

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We were throwing the party of the year. Me and three friends had moved into an apartment together, the first time the other three had ever lived away from their parents. I had lived by myself before, so I was used to it, but they wanted to celebrate. I've never refused an opportunity to get ridiculously wasted, so I enthusiastically helped make plans and invite people.

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"Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It has been four months since my last confession. I've tried to lead the life I should, but now Father...now I truly fear for my soul." "There's a woman Father. A woman so bright and beautiful the very sun shies away from her. And I have such thoughts of her Father, such lustful thoughts.

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Susie enjoyed the congratulations of her teammates. She loved being a part of this soccer team. They accepted her for who she was, no questions asked. It was of course, her talent that had led them to accept her at first. But at least they hadn’t judged her because of her looks. Not that that would get her to shower with them. She really disliked the way she looked and desperately wanted it to change.

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Oh my god, its HER. My breath catches so suddenly I have to put out a hand to the wall and steady myself. My right hand of course. My left hand is holding my Champagne glass and although I want to catch her attention, the sound of breaking glass is not how I prefer to do that.

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I love banking. I love it. The adrenalin. The buzz. The intellectual demands. And - the money. Wait a moment - why did I use the present tense? I should have said, "I loved banking." I loved it until the discrimination suit which went in my favour, but which also meant I was out.

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"Redhead by the bar," I nudged Michael. He raised his eyes, found her, then winced. "Too sexy for me?" He nodded, "Too sexy for you," then slowly sipped his soda. "I thought so." She looked again in my direction. I froze, caught staring for the umpteenth time. The first time I noticed her was earlier that night. I was sweeping the pub with my eyes when they landed straight on hers. She smiled, nodded discreetly, and turned away, leaving me confused and embarrassed, as if I had been the one snooping.

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