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"You know what we are?" asked Alexis, taking a drag on her cigarette and leaving red lipstick on the filter. "We're high class whores. That's all we are." "I don't think so," remarked Michelle. She hated these little meetings with the chairman's wife. Hated this conversation. She wanted to disagree, yet she didn't very well want to say anything that would offend Alexis.

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Kelly and Lindsay Alone Together When I woke up, neither Tom nor Lindsay was still in bed. We were at Tom's house after our second real date. I slipped from under the covers, my body thick with the remains of the sex from the night before. My pubic hair was crusted, my pussy swollen from fucking. Nude, I stole from the bedroom and into the living room.

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My ass hole, still wide open from your huge cock having filled it only moments ago, begins to drip with the cum you have so recently shot into me. I turn myself on the bed, kneeling doggie style, and, parting my legs wide and lifting my exposed ass toward you, ask you to insert your tongue into the hole and give me a good licking.

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It's Dayna's fault again. It's Dayna's fault that I'm up at 3:30 in the morning on a Thursday, struggling to keep my eyes open, nursing a bourbon, sitting in my office. That girl is nothing but trouble. I've raised three kids now and two of them turned out fine. Julie is in med school, dating a handsome venture capitalist who knows exactly how much to kiss up to me. Tommy is a little bit of an introvert, but studying computer programming at MIT is an achievement that makes me proud of him.

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I'd kept in touch with Luc and Richard following my amazing holiday in France. That holiday when I'd met the two most beautiful young men I'd ever seen. That holiday when I'd ended up sharing their bed and we'd shared everything between us. That holiday when I'd learned that Richard was gay and Luc was bisexual. That holiday when I'd broken Richard's virginity with women.

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The Duke's manservant gently rapped on the large chamber door and entered. Lord Cornholis, the Duke of Worstershire groggily sat up in his bed. He turned to his manservant and told him he was hungry and will eat in bed this morning…"have Marie bring it" he said with a sly grin. Today was the 15th of May and it was the 18th birthday of his chambermaid Marie. For her birthday the Duke decided to reward her service and allow her to be deflowered by royalty.

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I yawned. I was bored and too hot. The lecture I was in was dull and I hoped it would end soon. I felt so sleepy and I was itching to get out. I sat there restlessly staring at the screen as the lecturer droned on listlessly. My feet sweaty in my converse, as I flexed them around inside my shoes.

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Was that the door bell? I asked myself as I continued to wash my hair in the shower. There it was again, it was indeed. It must be after 10.30 I thought as I climbed out of the shower and grabbed the large towel hanging on the rail. Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, the door bell rang insistently. Just my luck I thought, with Mary away fro the weekend there was no-one here to get the door for me.

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I just lay there looking up at my older cousin with Elli's sweet juice dripping from my chin. Elli reacted by trying to cover herself with her hands. She blushed bright pink. Of course she didn't know that Melanie was into girls. Big time. Mel just laughed. "Don't bother trying to hide now," she said. "I've already seen everything. Besides, you have a great body. You should be proud of it."

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Ha…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaa…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaaa….. runk……........... runk………………….. runk………………… wooo. “Bloody thing. Rotten sodding rust bucket.” I turned the starter key one more time and got a dying whimper, then silence. I could have cried. I knew it would cost me money I could ill afford to get the thing fixed. Like most people in our street I owned a clapped out old car simply because I and they couldn’t afford to get anything better.

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