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The first party since my divorce. Of course it had to be a costume party. Most of the people there would not know me no matter who I came as. Except that new assistant that had joined our company about six months ago. She was the first female I had even wanted to talk to since I had become a single man again. The other people I worked with would usually just leave me alone. The office gossip was that I always stayed in a bad mood and was hard to get along with. The best rumor was that I had turned gay or at least bi-sexual. That made me laugh.

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Finally, I was finished. I had been working in my new yard for over a week, trimming bushes and pruning trees, clearing and planting flower beds, cleaning up the little stream and grotto that was hidden from the house. The grotto will be a great place to escape if I ever get the time. I had hired out the pool work. I wanted to use it this decade. The remodeling that had to be done would be enough of a challenge for me. I had fallen in love with this old farmhouse.

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My name is Jill. This story is about how my best friend Laura and I first discovered the joy that two loving females could give to each other. All through our years at University I had initially admired Laura for her poise and strength and I had a crush on her that I would barely admit to myself, unwilling to admit that I may have lesbian tendencies. One time in our final year it came to a head.

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I was 19 years old when I returned home from college in the summer of 1976. A lot about me had changed in the nine months I had been away, both physically and emotionally.

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"This is Josh," Vince tells me as his tall dark-haired friend walks in the door. I have just arrived at Vince's apartment for a romantic dinner and "sleepover" at his place and am peeved that this friend has suddenly intruded on our evening. As we stand around the door, I am suddenly aware that we are all the same height. Being over six feet tall myself, I am not used to being around people my height.

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It was Christmas Eve and the Grinch was on the prowl. He lurked and he crept, and he leapt with a scowl. He landed atop the house of a Who, Little Christmas Loo Who, who would soon turn twenty-two. Chrissie Loo was born on the day of the Who's favorite season, But she despised Christmas for that very same reason.

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I am often in Prague on business and often stay over the weekend so I have seen most of the sex shows in town and tried several of the cosy massage parlours. On this particular day I was not looking for any whore but just strolling through town after a lunch with a former colleague. In Prague you are often approached by girls asking "Sexy" or "Want to fuck" directly in your face but when these two business looking girls approached I thought they would ask directions or something.

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"Lay down on the bed," she said, standing before me wearing just this little diaphanous garment so thin and short I could see the twin dark circles of her jutting nipples, as well as the gentle flare of her slim hips. Just a hair's breadth below the gauzy hem was the trimmed pubis and sweet pink flesh I wanted to badly to plunder. But not right now. She was in control tonight, and I was doing whatever she said.

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Chapter 1 Alone, I sat, waiting for her arrival. Six o'clock she had said, but it was already ten past that. "Maybe she's just running late," I told myself. "Maybe she's having trouble finding the place. What is she doesn't come? Oh, Christ! What if she does!" I drained the vodka in my left hand, considering a third.

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My name is Frank and I am about to share one of the most exciting, incredible experience that I have ever had in my life. Considering I am a middle age, overweight, slightly balding and gray haired man. This is my story, believe it or not. One weekend, I was at home mowing the yard and daydreaming of how lonely this particular weekend will be with my wife out of town.

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