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Mr. & Mrs. Edwards were the first couple I met after the agency sent me out on interviews and I had no problem accepting their generous job offer. Being from America I called myself a babysitter, but in my new Kensington neighborhood it was fashionable to have an 'au pair' so this became my new title. The deal was pretty good since I got the use of a cute car and a cottage to myself instead of my little flat.

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Over two months had passed since Jake Barlow escaped from the prison in Tennessee. The first two or three weeks had been rough. First, on foot, he'd headed for Gainesville, Georgia, because that's where a buddy of his had been living the last he'd known. When he got there, however, he learned that his friend was long gone.

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"I'm not sure what you want me to do?" The Man questioned after the woman had laid out her story to him. Mr. R had already heard it sometime before but stayed in the room for the retelling. "The man has already struck. There is nothing to be salvaged here." "I want revenge," Valerie Coombs responded intently. The Man knew of her vaguely; she'd been a fashion model and spokeswomen for a variety of products when she was younger, but that had been years ago.

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The bus ride started out innocently enough, but then most major events do. If anyone really knew what was going to happen to them at the end of the day—or night for that matter—would they board the bus, or would they stay home? Would you drink that last glass of wine and stumble out into the rain with only a knee-length vinyl rain slicker to cover your nudity, or would you lie in bed staring at the ceiling, listening to the rain on the roof? I'd probably do it all over again.

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Before I get to the meat of this story, let me first tell you how this evening came to be! My wife of fourteen years, decided she wanted to get into something new and more exciting in our sex life, or should I say, lack there of? Oh, we still had sex more than most married couples of fourteen years, but it was more mechanical, and predictable as hell. I guess looking at the same bodies for all that time makes one tend to lose something in the excitement department!

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Myra was as cheerful as usual when she arrived at the offices of Hartley's Discount Stores. There she did the part time office cleaning job that was making it possible for her pay her way through college. The offices were closed now and she would be on her own, but she was used to that, especially because it allowed her to do her job in her own way without anyone leaning over her shoulder, and that's the way she liked it.

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"Do you understand this situation?" She stared intently at the ground, unable to speak. "I asked you a question." She bit her lip and remained silent. His hand darted out to grab her chin, forcing her to look into his cold eyes. "Y-yes."

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The two girls were excited about their plan. Their mother had been so bitchy since Allen had come to visit that they decided it was time she got some of her own medicine. They had lured her out to the barn under the pretext that they wanted her approval for a little surprise that they were planning for their thoroughly pussy-whipped cousin.

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My name is Kay. I'm a 31 year-old, happily un-married middle-class white woman with a marvelous life - except for being addicted to sex. Maybe it's only the risk factor that I'm addicted to. I honestly don't know, but I do know I'll sometimes take awful risks to anonymously and spontaneously fuck total strangers. There, now that I have that part out of the way maybe I can also be honest with the rest of what I want to explain.

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Susan glanced at her watch and hurried out to her white Ford Explorer, her heels clicking on the asphalt of the parking lot. She had arranged an early day from work and wanted to get home to her husband. David had the day off and she hoped to use the time to coax him into some long overdue love making.

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