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Summer in Indianapolis is not the most comfortable, especially when you have to wear Army khakis every day. The atmosphere on the base was relaxed, no formations or duties were assigned. The NCO club was a very popular place at night, the beer was cheap, so most guys stayed on base. There were a large number of enlisted women there, but most were interested in the other women.

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Joanna Quimby worked everyday at the public library. She loved her job because she loved books. They added so much to her vivid imagination. When she was alone with her books, she came to life. This quiet librarian was a statuesque 6'2", and rail thin. Her long hair was often found pulled back into a fiery bushel of tight red curls, and tied with a black velvet bow.

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I enjoy working late. I am a transcriptionist, and can get more done when the hub-bub of a packed law office has quieted. One thing though, this old office building is about as tightly insulated as a bridge, and creaks as badly as my forty-mumble year old knees. I find myself getting up from my desk at least once an hour to see if somehow an earthquake hasn't hit, as my geology professor called it, the Laurentian Plateau.

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Matilda Swanson stepped off the bus into the Colorado January sun. She clutched a heavy coat purchased in St. Louis during an overnight layover. The Florida native gritted chattering teeth and cursed the cold. A breathtaking view spread out before her. Far below and miles away, her husband performed his duty as a soldier training at Fort Carson. Teaching high school art classes may have been his calling, but he loved being a medic in the Army Reserves almost as much.

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Patterson and I had just ordered a pizza when his phone rang. He glanced at the Caller ID window and looked up as the waitress brought us a pitcher of beer. "Sorry, dude," he said. "I need to take this one. It's Mom." He looked away and lowered his voice as he turned his attention to the call. I tried to pretend I was suddenly interested in the clever "Go Tigers!" declarations hanging on the walls of Sal's Pizza.

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"You've never played High-Low?" I asked incredulously. In fact, I knew that none of the ladies sitting before me had played the game, since I was just making it up. Actually, the basic idea came to me some time ago and I had been refining it in my mind as I flew from the East Coast to the Midwest today. Then when nasty weather stopped us halfway, I ended up in the same hotel with the crew (two female pilots and one flight attendant) from our regional jet.

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You would like Jordan if you met him. He was a happy, good-natured young man. He was kind and always willing to lend a helping hand. It might not have been a very efficient helping hand, but it was available. He seemed to see the best in everyone and this made him like everyone. This attitude, plus the fact that he wasn't the brightest spark, tended to make him a target for bullies when he was younger.

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The yoga class had already started by the time I made it inside so it looked as if I'd have to wait until afterwards to get to the toilet. I was dying to pee but that wasn't surprising. The further my pregnancy progressed, the longer it seemed to take to get anywhere and the more often I seemed to need the toilet. I felt like a beached whale at times, nearly nine months in, just a few weeks to go and I couldn't wait for it to be over. The worst thing was not having anyone to share my troubles with.

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This is the true and actual story of how I became a bonafide cocksucker. Well, other than my own cock, which I have plenty of experience with. During my years of exploring myself I had become flexible enough not only to suck my own cock but even deepthroat it as well. The first time I came in my mouth it was magic.

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Cindy Raphaels looked in the mirror and smiled. It was an image that she had never quite seen looking back at her. And she liked it. She liked it so much she lifted her tight black mini-skirt and rubbed the thick dildo over her freshly shaved pussy. There were no panties to move out of the way to do so. This was a definite no-panty evening, her first.

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