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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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I met my best friend Alexandra when we were both ten years old. Alex and I played together all the time as kids, and have continued to chill together as teenagers. We know all there is to know about each other and being eighteen there are some juicy secrets that Alex has shared with me that I wish I didn't know.

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Hold on to your hat, it's gonna be a bumpy ride! Yes I have to admit that mostly, I like to be the dominant partner under the sheets. So, you can imagine the exertion of retaining control when you get involved with, and live with, a partner that shares the same sexual drive and proclivities. On any one particular night; morning; afternoon; quickie before leaving for work; who was going to retain control? "Mmm, tis a beguiling sensual mystery!"

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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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I guess it was during my senior year in high school that I had begun to look at other girls a little differently in more than a friend sort of way. I still liked guys, and dated quite a bit, but there was always something missing with them, and something inside of me that made me more attracted to girls. Little did I know that a few years later a close relationship with my best friend would turn into something much more than I could have ever hoped for.

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~This is a story of fiction based on a real life relationship between two people who love and care for each other. These characters interact in a manner that not all readers may be able to connect with, but stays true to the dynamic that exists between the real life players behind it. Please take this into account as you rate and comment, hope you enjoy.~

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I really had no good reason to go back to Baltimore. The woman that I thought I loved, that I thought had loved me, was past tense. (An icy telephone call, my words falling like snow, my emotions kept cool by distance and the warm memory of another woman).

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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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"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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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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