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Yuko had been working in London for a year now and although she was still working for the same Japanese company she preferred the liberation that female employees appeared to have here. In Japan she still shuddered inside as she remembered her old boss. He constantly made her feel uneasy with his lewd remarks and constant leering at her.

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The fourth book was the one that really took off. It was recommended both by Larry King and by Oprah, and my agent said he had never seen such a reaction—and that it would be a while before it ever happened again. It was a surprise to me, too. I didn't think the way that I had written about the old south would have been so well-received. I had anticipated that the book would have been too stuffy, since I felt like it was over-researched. And that it would have been too scandalous.

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Liz pulled into the parking lot of the Angel Motel as she had on many occasions. Her job in the last year had been taking her further and further a field, bringing with it the difficulties of travel. She had tried different transport options in that time and now she regularly made the eight hundred mile journey back home by car; having lost faith with the airlines for a number of reasons. This had its advantages and disadvantages.

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It's just been one of those days. Work was a pain, the car gave me a few problems, and my hot water ran out before I was finished with my shower. I finally decided to give up and just go to sleep. So I'm lying in bed, my eyes just ready to close so I can dream about his hands on my body again, when I think I hear a noise. I sit up and stare out into the darkness. The shadows play across the wall from the moonlight coming through the sliding glass doors that lead to the balcony I begged my man to build.

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There was this nasty character that lived up the road from me. A walking asshole is how I tended to think of him. He had a top of the line PC system, though, and he did recognise talent when he came across it. That's why he used to have me do any repairs he needed to his system. The only catch was that I had to go to his place to do the repairs and he would sit by my shoulder the entire time I was there, making sure I didn't snoop in his files. I suspected that he had a pile of porn he didn't want me stumbling across.

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Caitlin held the message slip carefully, as though it might burn her if she clutched it too tightly, looked at the number for a long moment, then held her breath and dialed. "R. Smith Consultants," a smooth-voiced receptionist said. "Uh, Richard Smith, please," Caitlin said. "Just a moment."

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When Mandy walked into Drake's yearly Halloween Scream party, most of the male heads turned. Which really wasn't surprising, she was gorgeous. Petite, only about 5 feet tall and with a killer body; her boobs were too big for her frame, but the guys loved to look at them. Large and luscious, she was hoping to get them reduced when she saved up enough money, but as a college student of course she didn't have enough right now.

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He watched her walk up the path to her door. He checked his watch. She always got home at 6:30, no matter what. He liked that she had a routine; order in her schedule...the rest of her life was messy. She was behind on her rent. She had a decent job, preschool teacher, but that didn't pay much. But damn if she didn't do it for him. He first noticed her while he was golfing.

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Sean Harper was nervous as he pulled his car into the driveway of the home where Rita Murray lived with her parents. The house was dark and quiet, since her parents were out of town on a long weekend visit to relatives. Rita, on the other hand, sat so close to Sean that if he had not put his arm around her shoulders there would have been no room for it anywhere. Sean had taken her to a restaurant with more ambience than flavor, although both of them had enjoyed the meal, paying more attention to each other than to the food.

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He always watched her. She wasn't sure how to take it at first. She was efficient in her job, always followed procedures and adhered to company policy. As months past, she got used to it. It only bothered her slightly. She attempted to have a conversation with him on several occasions, but was only met with silence. Maybe he didn't speak English.

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