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After my surprising encounter with Arthur and Sandy, I went home to my wife, completely satisfied. She was sleeping as I slipped into bed. The next morning was a little hairy. "Morning hon," Carol said. "You worked late last night." "Mornin'," I grumbled. I was tired for lack of sleep. She came over and kissed me.

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George sat looking at Mary unhappy with what he was seeing. The twenty year old had shown up with plans to go out clubbing with his daughter Connie, whom was still in the bathroom applying her makeup. All of this was normal. The trouble was, every week Mary's clothes were a little more trashy. This week she had knee high fuck-me boots, miniskirt, and bustier, all in black leather. The outfit was garnished with fishnet stockings.

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The horn let out a mighty yell signaling the start of our eight day new years cruise. It was the last Sunday of the millennium and I had just set out on a New Years adventure. I stood at the railing of the big cruise ship and waived goodbye to my husband of eight years.

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Rather than be happy about her promotion as she'd expected, Andres seemed frustrated and offered only a casual grin and weak hug at the announcement. She didn't look into it at first, she was still overwhelmed with the news herself but by the end of the evening she could see why so many women that made it to partner had been single. Men don't take well to the competition. Threatens their fragile male ego, she supposed.

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Feeling that deep thrill, that slow burn that seems to consume, that long deep obsession with being worshiped. I have him on his knees now, he is complacent, docile....he is submissive. It was not always this way. We began with a completely old fashioned relationship, with no power exchange. We were blind to the Ecstasy of submission, innocent of the line between pleasure and pain.

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For most people, December 31, 1999 meant the end of one millennium and the beginning of another one. Even though it was common knowledge that the 21st century didn't truly begin until the year 2001, this night was still supposed to be the biggest party ever. Like moths to a campfire, people were drawn to this night with the thought of forgetting the past and starting over with a clean slate. I was no different, but little did I know what a great new start I would have.

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It had been a couple of weeks since John had been to Mrs. Adams' house. The first visit had been the fulfillment of his every fantasy. He had mowed her yard as he promised but he made himself busy so he wouldn't have to go back. He was afraid she had just been toying with him that first time. He would love to see those big, beautiful breasts again but didn't think he could take the disappointment if she didn't offer them to him. She had been so wonderful to let him enjoy them on his last visit.

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It was payday going into a rare weekend off for me, so I hit the town to have a good time. I work long, hard hours in the oilfield, and when I get every third weekend off, I am usually ready to blow off steam. The crew I work with are a bunch of great guys that love to party on the weekends and days off together, but I choose to spend my time off away from my coworkers.

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Carly absolutely loved babysitting for Debbie Anderson's three year old son. Not only did she have free reign of what she considered the mansion that Debbie lived in, but Brad was a breeze to watch and went to sleep very early, and soundly. Not a bad way to make a few bucks for the twenty year old college student.

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I have this thought of meeting you in a cabin. Somewhere a little ways out so that it would be hard to spot from any road but easy enough to run to town if needed. I would have arrived around 6am, put some coffee on and then sat on the front veranda/porch to drink it under a blanket as the sun comes up. The air crisp and clean, with snow lightly dusting the ground the night before, had warmed up this morning.

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