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Today was going to be the day! I had carefully reviewed all of the candidates that had successfully gotten through the first interview process and had narrowed it down to three. All three second interview candidates were similar in background and education, but one stood out for what I was looking for. Let me explain.

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Jackie could not believe that she was doing this; kneeling on the floor beside the bed in her motel room, performing oral sex on a twenty-one-year-old total stranger. She had met Eric in the bar across the street from the motel that she was staying at, with her eighteen-year-old daughter, Karen.

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When I was in college, I tried out for the cheerleading team. I didn't make it. I'm not bitter about it, and I wasn't at the time either. My dorm roommate Justine made the team however, and that did create tension between us. She wasn't too subtle about thinking she was superior to me because of it. I guess I have to admit she was a better cheerleader than I was, since she did make the team and I didn't after all.

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Zarah's eyelids fluttered as she moaned softly, waking up to a pounding headache... what had happened last night? She only remembered having two drinks, not nearly enough to be hung over... She stirred gently, and only then noticed that her movements were strangely restricted... Her eyelids flew open as she suddenly took in her surroundings, her eyes locking on wrists wrapped securely with rope and attached to leads bound to the bedposts of the big four-poster bed in which she lay.

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"Let the game begin!" the Gamemaster shouted. The girl opened her eyes and looked quickly from side to side. One of the warlocks took this as a cue to let out a spontaneous: "Welcome to the feast princess." Followed by a mocking laugh. The girl was quick to join up on that track.

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Ok I feel like I have to share this story with someone. My name is Sue, well Susan at work. I'm a senior level manager in business and used to juggling multiple projects daily. Yes it's a busy job but I enjoy it although it doesn't leave much time for a personal life. It's one of the sacrifices I had to make to get where I am.

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Eowyn held her head high, though she was in chains. Silvery blond hair hung in damp strands against her neck, her lithe body sweaty and aching with weariness. Her clear violet eyes continuously scanned the horizon, straining to catch the first glimpse of Rome, where here fate awaited. It had been less than a month since her village had fallen. Not even the strength of their warriors, or the wisdom of the Druid priests had been able to fight off the fierce determination of the Roman soldiers.

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Brandy smiled as she assessed her reflection in the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. She had tried on her new work uniform and what there was of it, fit her like a glove. Brandy had just completed her freshman year at college and decided to make a little money over the summer. She had accepted a waitressing job at Hooters and the famous orange satin shorts and white tank top had never looked better.

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"Hey, I'm going to go over to Ryan's house, Luke has something for me I guess," I told my boyfriend, Kyle, as I was gathering up my purse and keys to my car. "Luke?" Kyle put on a disgusted face. I didn't blame him. Luke was my ex. We'd only gone out a week, so I didn't really count him as being an "ex-boyfriend", just an "ex". I know, I'm weird. I sighed and tried to smile at Kyle. "Yeah. I guess. I'll be back in hopefully under a half hour. Unless Ryan's there and then I might stay a bit longer."

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The image of the girl was burned on his mind as he stepped outside the hall. The band was taking its final bow, and fit though he was, his muscles were well-used from the dancing. His friends had gone home early in a taxi, very drunk, but he'd stayed on, caught in the whirl of the ceilidh. The girl had been in a couple of sets he'd danced, and something in her eyes as she'd wheeched by had arrested him. He just wanted her, deep primal need. Knew it wasn't appropriate, she'd been the schoolpal of his friends' daughter.

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