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The tray was cold and hard. I could feel my flesh shrinking from the way it felt under me. A shiver stole over me and I felt my nipples growing hard. Of course, being naked as the day I was born could have something to do with the chill. I managed to recline like I was told, on my side, barely able to wait until the tray warmed at my body heat.

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My sister Stacy and I grew up in a small town. We were both home schooled up till the time we started high school. I started high school two years ahead of her. We were best friends and did everything together. Up to the time that I went off to college.

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"What was your most interesting photo shoot, Natasha?" Alex asked. His digital SLR snapped in the silence of the hotel room. I held my pose, wondering how honest I should be. "Well, I did a shoot last year wearing nothing but body paint," I offered, the over-stuffed comforter pressed softly between my legs.

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Francis had friends round watching the football when I got home from university. I wanted them to go away. I didn't know what Francis had told them about me and our relationship but they kept watching me, I could sense them looking at me when I wasn't paying attention to them.

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As the only secretary at the legal firm where I work, my workload was constant and I usually got to finish work on time. That was until a month ago, when a new solicitor joined the company. My workload has increased to the point where I am constantly working back. It is not uncommon for me to finish work well after 5pm. I have even had a few post 10.00pm finishes.

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“This sort of sucks,” he thought as he worked on his beer. A double major in philosophy and history he didn’t count on how hard it would be to find meaningful work outside of graduate school. He had a stop-gap job that barely paid his meager bills. He moved home with his dad after college due to a total lack of options.

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Mark decided that it was better late than never. He got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. Kristin was already up and had the coffee on. The warm, delicious aroma scented the entire room. He sat down at the table and reached for the paper. He opened it but was not interested in reading it. His mission this week was to watch Kristin, look for signs.

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Fucking for Grades – Graded for Fucking Barbara stood in front of the bulletin board and searched for her student number. Sliding her finger down the print out, she found her number and her test score written beside it - 55. It was barely an improvement over her last score and she realized that she was going to flunk her course in humanities. A lot rode on this. She'd gone off to university with all of her friends after graduation and had a great time at school. Unfortunately, her priorities were parties and sororities and not studies.

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My story is one that started out as a fantasy and wound up being a reality. I am a middle-aged man living in a south suburb of Chicago, actually in Indiana. My fantasy turned reality centers around a beautiful mature schoolteacher in the early fifties age bracket. She happens to be a wonderful woman who knows exactly what she wants.

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Shari awakened later with a feeling of laziness. There she was on a boat with Tony and Mychelle still naked from the thrashing she took earlier. As she started to head towards the rear of the boat, she saw Mychelle on her knees before her. Shari saw her wrists bound in thick leather cuffs that were attached together by clips.

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