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"Hello, Frank." I turned and smiled. I expected to see at least a couple of my old teachers when I decided to stop by my old high school, but I was still surprised to see Mrs. Ross standing there. What was even more amazing was that she looked just as hot as I remembered.

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Bob was a retired public school teacher who had begun a second career in carpentry. He liked working outdoors and had always been good with tools. He found that without advertising he could stay very busy. He began by building a deck for the bank president and "word of mouth" had kept him busy for over a year. He could pick and choose his projects and found that he especially enjoyed building decks and porches.

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I knew the coming discussion would change my life, yet I debated with myself whether it was for the better or worse. My wife decided that we could not live together anymore and filed for divorce. The court served papers on me today. I spent most of the day packing my clothes and personal belongings into a small U-Haul. The discussion we began was how to split joint property. I knew she wanted the property in town with higher real estate value.

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"Whoa, what's this?" exclaimed Gary to himself as he was sorting the laundry for washing. He had retired early from his management position and had taken on the duties of "house husband" to fill his time. For the past month he had faithfully done the wash, including folding and delivering it to the various rooms of the members of the family. Until this load, the only non-white cotton undies had been his partner's, who tended toward the colorful, but sensible cottons and occasional silks. Now staring him in the face were several pairs of thong bikini panties.

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She had been my English teacher, she was my next-door neighbor. I had known her for years now though we had always maintained a neighborly relationship. Had she known the private fantasies I'd indulged my self in over the years, not only might she have been surprised, but shocked by the numerous times I had climaxed just imagining being with her. I had had one of those school crushes with her, though I had of course never acted on it, not in reality anyway.

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"How long has it been Carol?" He asked her. "Thirty years?" She pondered, trying to think back all those years. He held her at arms length and looked at his long lost friend, as they danced slowly around the dance floor. She was still very attractive, with her now gray short hair, but as ever with that inviting smile, and those wonderful breasts. Ah! Her wonderful breasts, now a little heavier, but they were as he remembered them, always her crowning glory. "You look wonderful." He told her with relish, meaning every word.

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"No! Fuck you! I'm not doing it, and you can't make me!" I could hear the girl next door screaming at her parents again, and I knew that this time, it was about me, or rather, the deal that I had offered her parents. Amber was 18, very beautiful, a bit thin for my tastes, but a raging bitch and brat. An only child, she basically got what she wanted, and when she didn't, she yelled and screamed.

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Lisa was 18 years old, blonde and perfectly filled out for a young woman. She drove over to her old neighbour's house, Mr Wilson. Mr Wilson was getting on in years and had called the house asking if she could come by and help him out a bit. Lisa and her family had known Mr Wilson for years. He had been their neighbour and had helped her and her family on more than one occasion when they needed it.

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"Going anywhere nice this month Mr. Tunny?" the nurse asked as she watched Harold get his coat on and head for the door "Oh just for a stroll and maybe to the shops nurse" the old man smiled back as he put his hat on and went to kiss his wife goodbye before he went out. Harold Tunny was 73 years old and lived with his 78 year old wife Angela in a cosy little retirement home, over the course of their lives they had made some good money and could have stayed in their house which was rather spacious,

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Over the years lots of things had changed in my life. Marriages had begun and ended, kids grown up and left home, houses bought and sold, eyesight got worse, and my once fit body betrayed me. Here I was at 61 with only one vestige of my youth, my sex drive. And, because of medical problems, I couldn't get a hard on to save my life.

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