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The wind howled like a symphony of sick dogs trained to sing commercial jingles. Jason slumped into the ski lodge, cursing God, snow and his uncle Errol, for sending him to some god-forsaken corner of the world where they still had fresh-air and blindingly white snow, which usually came in the form of ass-freezing blizzards.

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Many years ago I was pretty active in taking outdoor photographs. I hated doing people, and especially didn't like doing weddings but they paid a lot better than the occasional sell of a scenic photo, so I shot weddings and family portraits as they came along. Like I said, that was quite a few years ago. When kids came along there wasn't time for my photo trips and the activity died out. Now, with the kids all on their own and me single again, there's a lot more time to do the things I want to do.

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I love being a good little league Mom, but I also have a dark side that needs quenched from time to time. This day would quench that need in me, and then some, with an unexpected meeting after the game. "Play Ball!" After sitting through a little league game, I was upset with the young umpire that made some horrendous calls.

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John Harrison had not enjoyed the best of days at work. His boss had been acting like a tyrant, he'd spilled coffee on his shirt, the sandwich shop got his order wrong and sent him Ham instead of Turkey. He wanted to get home, open a beer and relax. He walked in the three bedroom apartment he shared with his daughter, Penny, and there it was.

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My friend Jeannie and I have a thing. We shop together, try on clothing, and fool around in the dressing room. We have always liked it when people watch us kiss and touch under tables and such, but since we found one particular clothing store, we can't stop going there. It is a small shop that sells the sort of dresses we like, and the same saleswoman is always there. She watches us.

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When I was in college, I tried out for the cheerleading team. I didn't make it. I'm not bitter about it, and I wasn't at the time either. My dorm roommate Justine made the team however, and that did create tension between us. She wasn't too subtle about thinking she was superior to me because of it. I guess I have to admit she was a better cheerleader than I was, since she did make the team and I didn't after all.

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The doorbell rang. For the last ten minutes I had been agitated, waiting for it after Master's unexpected phone call, forcing myself to sit and not look out of the window. I answered the door to a girl perhaps five years younger than me, in her early twenties, and a few inches taller. "You got Master's message?

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This is a true story. They say that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,but this is one incident I want to snitch about. A few years ago I took a holiday to Vegas with a buddy to go on a gambling holiday and to take in some of the entertainment there. No, I did not not strike it rich in a financial sense, but it stil a very worthwhile holiday in another sense.

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It began with a dress. She had always loved it. Loved how men looked at her when she wore it. But she always felt a little guilty. She had built her rep and her career on being being smart, forthright and right pretty much all the time. She fought the office battles on equal terms and never allowed her sexuality to come into it.

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Let me tell you about what happened to me a few weeks ago. It all involved this young woman named Adriana. We met several times over the past couple months when she visited the office I worked at. I never really paid too much attention due to the short time she was there. Although I did notice how incredibly beautiful she was. A few weeks ago my company decided to open a new office on the other side of the state and I was put in charge of getting it ready and set up.

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