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Evelyn lay in bed that Saturday morning recalling her humiliating meeting with Derek and Chelsea, standing on the sidewalk covered only in an open cape. When Derek and Chelsea strolled around the corner she knew that her secret life would soon be shared with all her friends. Her Master for the evening had no problem showing them all of Evelyn's shameful secrets, her pierced nipples and ears, her pierced and chained open labia and the "Slut Slave" tattoos on her inner thighs.

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Broken down on a deserted street late at night was not a situation which Danni pictured being in before leaving the club. Her situation wouldn't have been so bad, except her cell phone is dead and she was dressed rather provocatively, having just come from the nightclub. She'd gone to dance and drink and have a good time and to her dismay she was on her way home- alone- when her car broke down. Danni knew she had to get to a phone, but there were nothing but strip malls and industrial buildings and the only phones to be seen were outside sleazy looking liquor stores, surrounded by crowds of dark looking men...

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Jessica and Travis had known each other for a couple of weeks and were developing a flirtatious relationship. It wasn't too serious yet, but their tantalizing and sexy interaction was starting to build. He had just invited her over to his beach house for the first time. He, also, mentioned to her that he had something daring and sexy planned. This peaked her curiosity. When she arrived, Travis gave her a friendly, affectionate hug and welcomed her in.

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The Duke's manservant gently rapped on the large chamber door and entered. Lord Cornholis, the Duke of Worstershire groggily sat up in his bed. He turned to his manservant and told him he was hungry and will eat in bed this morning…"have Marie bring it" he said with a sly grin. Today was the 15th of May and it was the 18th birthday of his chambermaid Marie. For her birthday the Duke decided to reward her service and allow her to be deflowered by royalty.

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I had watched her for months now from my second story window. She was everything a man could ever desire. Her chestnut locks cascaded down her back like a mane. Her eyes were miles deep, and looking into them one could see the fires burning within. She always dressed to impress, or to tease. I couldn't be sure, but no one could call her career wear conservative. She always wore heels that made her legs look miles long. The necklines plunged to depths that no man could ever ignore. She always seemed to be rushing, late, so the glimpses I got were always brief.

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Rob Barton arrived home from work to find a letter stuffed beneath his door. After reading what was in it, he was in a mild state of disbelief. The thirty eight year old 'Resident Manager' of the small, two building apartment complex was thirty days away from losing his two favorite tenants. The prospect of which had left him feeling more than a little depressed. He went to his filing cabinet and pulled out the packet of forms that he would have to present to the pair of them.

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Part 1 The metal bar banged and shook as the 45-pound plates slammed onto the floor. "AAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!" I raised my eyebrow and watched Ethan wipe the sweat from his forehead. "Damn. You ARE pissed today." He sighed, adding more metal plates to the bar without a word. "Lemme guess. Lilly?"

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I am the owner of a small manufacturing business which will remain nameless for reasons that will become obvious. For the same reasons, my name can't be revealed. Arriving in my office on a Tuesday morning, I was faced with the usual issues to deal with, none of them enjoyable. Yesterday we had three people call in with the "Monday Flu," and I have to meet with each of them to let them know this is unacceptable. We only have 40 employees, and we need to be able to count on everyone showing up for work.

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“It’s the edge of our perception, where what we are familiar with almost, but never quite, crosses over into the unknown. Like in a dream. Can anyone give me any examples of limnality?” If hands went up, Melissa didn’t see them. She was herself staring out the clichéd example of limnality: a window. Bored bored bored. Mr. Williams was a decent professor, when he wasn’t lecturing on feminist undertones in 16th-century literature or counseling the other students on their “negative language,” but once you removed those two subjects, the sad truth is that there wasn’t a whole lot of class left. “Damn, does he have issues,” Melissa thought.

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My mom's new husband Roger is one of those guys that's ugly-hot, kind of with a cave man thing going. He's not dirty or anything, just big and muscular, with a beard and kind of shaggy hair and a tendency to walk around in his undershirt when we're at home. Crazy eyebrows, too. Anyway, he can be a giant prick at times, and it's a good thing I'm not younger because I think another year of him is all I can take.

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