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"Well," Tom sighed, "what other romantic songs do we have for Valentine's Day? More Dean Martin?" The little piano bar was more crowded than on some nights. It had been a shore day, St. Martin. No big production show tonight, just one of those juggling comedians that seem to find their way on to cruise ships. Washed up, like him, flotsam bobbing against the shoreline, but not quite, not quite stranded yet.

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Tara Pennington glanced up from the huge pile of notes and forms on her desk and sighed. The office was almost empty; everyone who could afford too had already left for the evening. Tara was staying till five today because she had already used up a lot of her sick time and it wasn’t worth it to leave early and get stuck in traffic anyway. The only other people left in the office were Ronnie and Tab.

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I picked up the buzzing phone absentmindedly, my thoughts on the contract before me. "Ms. Benton." I was so distracted I didn't realize it was on my private line. "Hi Aunt Becky, it's Cheryl. I hope I haven't called at an inconvenient time." "Well, hello you sweet young lady. It's always nice to hear your voice, you are not interrupting and even if you were, I'd always take your call. What are you doing these days?"

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"Fuck!" I swore aloud. I had just knelt to tie my shoe and my only clean pair of jeans ripped a hole right in the crotch. I stood up and examined them in the mirror. Front, then back; all clear. You can only tell there's a hole when my legs are spread. I laughed to myself and thought with sarcasm 'Today was the best day to wash all my jeans at once.' I grabbed my backpack and purse and headed for the door cursing school under my breath.

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I'm hearing words I never wanted to hear again, ever, in my life. Biopsy. Malignant. Cancer. I can't for the life of me remember leaving the doctor's office, but I'm sitting in my car, key in the ignition, door open, one foot on the concrete, and I can't breathe. The wound on my breast is throbbing, as if it knows that what was hidden beneath the flesh had evil intentions.

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Leah parked her Volvo, grateful for finding an open spot at the busy beach. She spotted her quarry at the far corner of the lot and her heart beat a million times a minute. Taking deep calming breaths she glanced down at her shaking hands. Looking in the rear view mirror she checked her makeup one last time before putting her Ralph Lauren sunglasses back on her nose.

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I am just another twenty something girl living her life in Portsmouth. Life here is probably typical of most places its always who you hang with that matters. I have lots of friends and am usually busy most nights hanging at the pub with my mates, enjoying a glass or two just passing the time as best as we can.

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Penny hadn't known Susan for very long; they met by accident one day at the supermarket when Penny's car had a flat; her spare was flat, and her mobile phone battery was flat as well. Susan happened to be walking past with her groceries when Penny realized her dilemma. "Excuse me, do you happen to have a mobile phone I could borrow?" she asked Susan.

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Once, when I was 18, I was home alone poking around the house with nothing really to do. I started snooping around my parent's room and found a box under the bed. I pulled it out and opened it. Inside was a pretty good sized stash of porn movies, assorted oils, lubes and a big12" pink vibrator. My eyes grew wide at this little discovery. Who knew my parents were so kinky?

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Ever since the Women Pro Bowlers had left town, Jessi had been feeling lonely. Okay, "horny" was probably a better word for it! Please see the story "Jessi Meets the Women Pro Bowlers" in the Celebrities section to see what happened then. She was definitely feeling that something was missing in her life.

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