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I was waiting at Sherry's house to put a plan I'd developed into effect. The tall, 26 year old brunette lived with her family but they were off to New York for the week. It was a four day holiday weekend and so no one would miss her, at least not for a few days. I'd first been attracted to her 40 inch chest and then to her long, slender legs. Now she wore a long, stylish skirt and a silk blouse as she entered the foyer.

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I do not like to go to company parties. Not Fourth of July, not Christmas, not New Years. Anytime. I just don't like them. They're usually very boring, often embarrassing as people do and say things with careless abandon. Part of my dislike is admittedly my fault -- I don't like to drink alcohol. So as other people are loosening up while getting blitzed, I'm just standing around watching them.

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You're just waking drowsily to the morning light shining in your room. You roll over and are pleasantly greeted by the sight of me still sleeping, resting on my side with my back to you. You know that the 24 hours I spent flying to see you, the lack of sleep on the airplanes and the carnal frenzy of our first day together in 11 weeks combined with the wine we drank last night ought to ensure a deep sleep for me for at least the first two evenings of our visit.

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My daughter and I walked hand-in-hand, looking for animal footprints in the snow. "What's that one, Mommy?" Emma asked. "Hmm, do you think it's a bear?" I teased. "No, Mommy! We don't have bears around here." "Probably a dog then. And what about that one?" I pointed to some tiny, pointed prints. "A squirrel?" Emma guessed.

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For those of you not familiar with the British 'pastime' of 'Dogging' let me explain that it involves numbers of people meeting up in secluded public carparks for sexual frolics. It's become a bit of a cultural cliché over here, with the tabloid image of seedy loners and old slappers getting down and dirty in dreary locations in the dead of night.

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Although she wasn't expected till 5:30 in the evening when Mom would be home from work, Marsha, the caterer, showed up at 11 A.M. sharp. I explained over the intercom that I couldn't help her with the menu, but she insisted on coming upstairs to see the condo. I told her I'd leave the apartment door open and for her to wait in the living-room while I put on some clothes.

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Heather nuzzled into Conner's hand as he placed it on her cheek, and she looked up into the cornflower-blue eyes of the lithe-figured blond college junior as she cupped his balls with one hand and sucked on the bulb of his cock with her mouth. She was sitting on the foot of the bed in her university dorm room, just in her panties. Conner, pantless and briefless and his sport shirt open to expose his trim, but well-muscled torso, was standing between her knees and telling her what he wanted her to do next in the blow job she was giving him.

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My girlfriend Anne and I have a very open sexual relationship, I don’t mean we have other partners just that we talk about it a lot and fantasies to each other all the time. She had a lesbian experience many years ago and has only ever told me about it, a story I have got her to repeat many times. We have both been married previously and neither of us could be as open with our spouses as we are with each other. We have also confessed to each other that we like being watched and have accidentally on purpose put on a show a couple of times, usually in the car and once on a local beach.

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Early in the morning of August 21, 1863 William Clarke Quantrell and his band of Missouri ruffians sacked and burned the city of Lawrence, Kansas and changed my life forever. Amost all of the city was destroyed including the Lawrence Journal newspaper, where I worked, and the Eldridge House Hotel, where I lived. Fortunately I was in Topeka on that day, covering the newly-formed and very contentious Kansas Legislature.

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I see Sean four mornings a week at the gym. He runs the treadmill and I swim, but our schedules are close enough that we arrive at nearly the same time and finish our workouts a few minutes apart. I thought this a coincidence, at first. But I knew better when I got to know him, and learned to appreciate him in unimaginable ways.

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