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The night started out like any other night at the restaurant. I was making a killing in tips, thanks to my abundant flirting. I could only guess that my 21 year old body wrapped in the uniform didn't hurt either. The uniform was the traditional tight white shirt and the orange shorts. We were also required to wear pantyhose and sneakers to complete the look.

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Even with the sun low in the evening sky, it was stifling hot. Jeff wondered why his Mom insisted on jogging in weather like this. The few times he had asked, her answer was always the same: "Because I don't want to look old." At eighteen, Jeff somewhat understood. Still, why put yourself through that, he thought to himself. Was it that important to a thirty eight year old woman to look ten years younger?

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I had been in bed for over an hour, tossing and turning. My body was hot, and even though the windows were open, I couldn't seem to cool down. There was an insistent ache between my legs that I couldn't ignore. Earlier this evening, my roommate Daphne, came barging into our dorm room, smiling widely. She had a date with a water polo player and wanted my help getting ready. Batting her lashes at me, she tossed her blonde hair over her shoulder and pouted prettily.

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"Well that was something different. If you had told me a year ago that I would be sticking my cock up some guy's arse I'd have punched your face!" "I have to say that when you started talking to me in the bar downstairs it didn't cross my mind you were...well, you know... one of THEM. You kind of did the pick up in a nice way though and the thought has crossed my mind once or twice so I suppose you just pressed the right buttons."

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I was working the night shift at the airport, supposedly saving the world from terrorists by making old people remove their shoes at the metal detector. The job was boring and the pay mediocre, but sometimes I could have a little fun depending on who I had to pat down. It was along time since my last relationship had broken up, I would take any action I could get even if it was just mildly groping cute guys who came through the line. Like the one that was just approaching.

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‘It’s Marcus, to see Lady Windsor,’ he yelled at the intercom. ‘Please drive up to the main entrance Sir, and the butler will greet you there,’ was the tinny reply. A buzzer sounded and the large metal gates slowly opened. The estate was enormous, and it took him a while to drive up to the mansion entrance.

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She felt like the white rabbit in Alice in Wonderland; running around worrying about how late she was for the photo shoot. the night before had been busy, for lack of a better word; her entire house was full of family and teenagers, not that she was complaining. She loved playing hostess for gatherings, no matter how many people showed up. This last time things had just not been in the possession of the right timing.

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It's Tuesday - Date night. Just a matter of which 'online suitor' I want to choose. But this time, I decide not to go for a traditional date. I've enjoyed being treated well by nice guys for the last few weeks, but tonight I'm just plain horny and feeling kinda slutty.

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My wife Sue put herself through college bartending. Her first boss after graduation from college found this out and has hired Sue to bartend a variety of parties over the last few years. She has done anniversary parties as well as birthday parties, etc. Tony has always paid in cash and has been very generous. Sue loves the work and the extra money doesn't hurt.

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Luck is a funny thing. It has a habit of rolling around when you least expect it and when it shows up it sure can be a beautiful thing. Of course what may be good luck for you may have your best friend way up shit creek without a paddle. This story of luck and misfortune started years ago when I met Tim in college. We met at a frat party and became fast friends.

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