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I couldn't move my eyes, and yet, I couldn't bear to not see. I knew that I was staring; yet it was impossible for me to look away. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. As she swept down the staircase, I was amazed at the length of her legs, as she was really no taller than I was.

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Carrie ran around the house making last minute preparations for their guests. Tim had invited friends from work for drinks and she was a nervous wreck. She had put together a few snacks quickly and gotten out her best glasses. Tim had asked her to wear her short black dress with the small silver flowers through it. She was a little uncomfortable in it, it was shorter than her usual clothes, and really could pass for a nightie without the blazer.

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My girlfriend is a cyclist and on the last Friday of each month she goes on a protest ride in the city. It's supposed to encourage people to stop driving to work and ride bikes instead but all it does is make people angry. She doesn't mind and enjoys shouting back at people who tell her to get off the road and out of their way.

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For the past couple of years, I've been singing and playing music in a Celtic band, a five member acoustic ensemble specializing in the traditional music of Scotland, Ireland and England. My husband Kevin and I are Pagans, followers of the ancient fertility religion of the Celts. Kevin's been an enthusiastic supporter of my work with the band, seeing how much the music and good fellowship recharges me, and the money helps out, too.

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Skylar McGill was an attractive girl. She was just 19 years old, around 5 foot 5 and just the right balance between slim and curvy, with tanned skin, grey-green eyes and dark brown hair to her shoulders, she was nothing special but certainly not ugly. However, that morning, after crying all night, she definitely did not look her best. Looking in the mirror, she sighed, wondering when it would be over. Her friend Magdalena was playing mind games with her again.

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My name is Tom, I am 60 years old (but have been told I look a lot younger), my wife passed away suddenly just over a year ago, for a long time I was very low, I just could not get used to her not being with me any longer. The couple that live next door were very good, Paul would come in for a chat and a drink and his wife Julie would shop for me, sometimes cook me a meal and help me clean the house.

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Hello! I am a 45 year old male. I am the youngest of 5 children. My parents are in their 70s. I have been involved in the swinging lifestyle for over 15 years. I play with women and couples and am bi with couples. I have been living in the Seattle area for the last 20+ years and most of my family, including my parents live in the Portland, Or area. I live close enough to my family to get together for holidays, birthdays, etc but far enough away that I can still maintain my privacy and live my life without their interference.

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When I and my wife divorced, I went my way and she went hers. She had her problems, mostly a lack of veracity, commitment and fidelity. I got an apartment and licked my wounds. I wondered if there was something wrong with me. My ex-wife was the only relationship that lasted longer than a year. And it was over before it was over, if you know what I mean.

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My name is Alexander Demkakova, but my friends just call me Alex. I am from the Czech Republic formerly known as Czechoslovakia. We lived just outside Prague, where my Dad and Mom both worked. When my story begins I am in sunny Southern California far from the dreariness that enveloped the land of my youth. In California I live in Westwood where I attend the University of California in Los Angeles, most of you know it as UCLA.

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They'd met one day and quickly developed an easy, open rapport. Yvette was attached, she confessed to Jade, but that didn't stop her from constantly fantasizing about sex with others, dreaming up all sorts of intensely erotic scenarios for herself. "I don't know why, I just feel horny all the time. I must be a nympho, or something," she chuckled, taking a sip from her glass of wine as the two women laughed knowingly.

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