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I was getting tired. The drone of the two Pratt & Whitney Wasp Jr. engines was hypnotically seductive. I was almost to my destination. I directed the air from a vent at my face. It was chilly and helped quite a bit. I blinked the sleep from my eyes and checked the GPS. Almost there. Time to be alert. I reached to the copilot seat and opened the cooler and got a icy wash cloth. I rubbed my face and eyes and felt lots better. I could see the lake ahead and pulled back on the throttles a bit and dropped the nose some.

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Slowly I moved over to the stereo and pushed play so one song would play on repeat. I turn to face him my pale blue eyes focusing on him as I suck in a slow breath as the song "the fragile" by nine inch nails begins to play. I wear only a pair of tight fitting jeans, thong panties and matching red lace bra. Slowly as I walk toward him my hips sway in a slow sensual motion as I let my mind get lost in the moment and the rhythm of the music. I take another slow breath as I stand before him looking down upon him as he sits in his chair with a smirk.

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I'm a sixty year old retired widower with completely gray hair, a little paunch and live in a very nice three bedroom house in Wichita, Kansas. I drive the obligatory, for guys of my age, late model Mercury Grand Marquis. Everyone tells me I am a good-looking guy who has aged well. If I were trying to describe my interests I would only have to mention two. Travel and reading. I got away from buying the Book of the Month selections and now get most of my reading material from the nearby public library.

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I love playing The Game with You. Sometimes You pick a man for me to fuck. Other times I have to find a girl for You. It gives You so much pleasure. And Your Pleasure is my whole life. It is my task to choose a girl today. When I began my search through the shopping mall I was certain I would find just the right one. But now I am getting a little anxious. There have been one or two "possibles", but I have not yet seen The One. If I fail, You will be angry and You will punish me.

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I was concentrating on the road ahead as I drove my 'toy hauler' Motor Home through the stormy weather. The speed limit was 55 but I was only doing 35 because of the weather. I saw something black alongside the road ahead. It appeared to be moving so I lifted my foot off the accelerator. It was someone on the side of the road. I slowed more and saw the person turn to look at me. He was apparently clad in a black garbage bag.

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My summer was off to a great start. I had just landed a new job in the computer field in an up and coming company. My prospects had never looks so good. I would be going to Germany in the next few months to live, perhaps for the several years. I hadn’t really spoken any German for a couple of years, not since I had been there in the Air Force, so my comprehension was less than desirable.

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"Okay Heather if you want to be like that, fuck you! I'm not gonna stand here and take this shit. We're done." "Fuck you back you asshole! You damn right we're done! I want a man that treats me well!" "You mean you want a man that's whipped, that caters to your every idiotic whim, that hands over money because he's your personal ATM. In other words, you want a chump. I'm not a chump, nor that desperate. Besides, you ain't even that good. Goodbye."

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As I begin this account, let me say that it is all written in English even though many of the events transpired in French, the true language of love. A good friend of mine, Amy, runs a series of language immersion programs for college age students and adults. Some of the programs are tours abroad. Others are at a camp in the mountains that Amy leases during the late summer. Amy called to tell me that if I was available, she had a spot for an assistant French instructor.

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My senior year in high school, it looked as if it were going to be a bigger bore than all the rest. I had just turned 18, the weather was getting warmer and here I was with no job, no car and that meant no girl. On the rare occasions my father let me use his; I'd head to the local drive-in restaurant. I'd sit there ogling all my buddies' girls, not to mention their cars.

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Every year the Company held a Halloween party and it never failed to be a masquerade though the theme changed every year to keep the concept from becoming boring. This year the theme just happened to be 'favorite actor/actress'. Mya didn't go every year, actually her track record was one party every two years for the past eight years that she had worked for the Company which only put her at four parties total. Well...it would be four after this year's party, at least.

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