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Chloe was her name, she had worked with Lucy for a quite a while now and the two got on so well. Lucy had liked Chloe since they started work together; she was about 5½ feet tall, with shoulder length blonde hair and a slim curvaceous body that were topped with a good-sized pair of 36C breasts. Both were 18 however Lucy had long brown hair and about the same sized breasts as her friend and workmate.

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It was the middle of the semester and since I didn't have very much work due, I decided to take a night off and go to a show that included a few of the singing groups on campus. I was meeting my friend Jessica there, but she always ran late, so I had to wait in the lounge for a while for her. I was pretty bored sitting by myself, and just watched people walking in and out of the lounge and into the auditorium. I didn't really give anyone a second look, I was just people-watching in general. Until this one girl walked in.

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I sat on the couch staring into the fire and feeling very content. A light snow was falling outside, making the small house feel even cozier. The only light in the room came from the flickering flames. It was a perfectly comfortable evening, one that I wished could last forever. And at this moment, in my mind, I knew it would.

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Regina wasn't sure why she was going to see Linda today, other than because Linda told her she should come back. She certainly didn't look forward to these "appointments", if that's what you could even call them at this point, and her back *was* feeling much better. Yet here she was, walking slowly towards Linda's house for another treatment that she didn't really need or want.

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As most of you know my relationship is coming to an end with Bob. I've been trying to find a place to live but nothing has struck my fancy. I want to live on the island where I work but fear that once the economy comes back that the real estate market will be out of my price range, or worse that I will purchase a house and not be able to afford the property taxes.

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Chapter One So, there I was sitting in my middle class living room, in my middle class life being bored as hell. I always thought the phrase bored to tears was just a euphemism, but oh no – I was genuinely struggling to fight back tears of pure unadulterated boredom.

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"Oh, my family has a cabin on a lake!" I blurted out without thinking about it. My friend Shira had been talking about how much she had liked camping by a lake. It seemed her entire childhood had been spent camping, at least until her parents' divorce. "Really?" Her whole face lit up. "Can we go? Our only Friday class has been cancelled."

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“Turn over for me, darling.” “Mmm – I thought you’d never ask!” Bobbi flipped over on to her stomach and wriggled back across the bed towards me. Her beautiful ass gleamed in the candlelight, and the curve of her smooth back caught the flickering shadows.

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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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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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