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My name is Dylan, and I'm a rapist...or at least I thought I was. Lying there in the dark, pretending to be asleep and listening for the tell-tale crackle of a police walkie-talkie from outside my apartment door, I wondered if Samantha was still in her bedroom. Wondered if she'd called the cops to tell them her roommate had raped her, or if she'd fled the apartment and was banging on our neighbors' doors, desperately trying to find someone who'd help her.

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The anger and determination of Qin Shih Huang was almost palpable as he unleashed his cavalry, war chariots, and bronze and iron weapons—all battlefield levelers that his enemies had never before encountered—on the rebel town of Anyi. Within hours of receiving the message that the Lord of Anyi would not send tribute and yield in the season of homage, Qin Shih Huang, his loyal servant and chamberlain, Li Yuan, riding three strides to his rear, galloped out of Xian at the head of his cavalry and war chariots.

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Mum rings and asks me round for brunch, saying it would be nice to catch up. I hesitate ‘cos I’m having a morning lying in bed. Gavin has gone to his Saturday golf. Before he went we had our usual Saturday morning fool around in bed, and this time he insisted on doing me in the butt. In our four years together, I have never got used to this even though he does it maybe once every month or two. I am quite sore and for the last couple of hours I’ve just been recuperating.

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Sandra was young and ambitious. She didn't mind working hard to get what she wanted, and she had managed to put together a nice bank account. She might still be eighteen and studying, but she had things planned. She had a reasonable part time job working at the local butchers on the weekends, which paid way better than a fast food joint, and she was available for baby-sitting work.

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When school started three months ago I had to start staying at daddy's house during the week. Since my mom and him divorced almost 8 years ago my brother and I usually just spent every other weekend with him and two weeks in the summer. That was the agreement at least until I was accepted at a prestigious prep school that was much closer to his house than my moms. At first it was a bit awkward with just me and Daddy there, I always had my brother to act as a buffer between us.

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Lydia was my girlfriend for a couple of years. Our friend, Bridgette, had expressed interest in having a threesome on numerous occasions. I was definitely into that idea. I wasn't sure if Lydia was though. On this particular occasion (which turned out to be entirely Lydia's design) we were drinking wine and listening to Primus.

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She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back.

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It's ten at night on a Wednesday and the bar is packed. Its ninety five degree tonight so I'm sure that probably has something to do with it. Walking up to the bar I excused myself as I pushed between two people. On the one side is a balding overweight older guy wearing a polyester leisure suit. But on the other side is what I can only say is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

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The room was dark and the air still as I came awake. I felt the hunger build as I opened my eyes. I push the covers from my body and the cool air beads my nipples, bringing them to attention. I lick my lips and run my hands down my body. I cup my breast and pinch my nipples between my fingers and bring your face to mind. I feel my pussy flood with moisture. Running my hand lower, I push my pussy lips apart and circle my clit. Damn that feels so good.

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I had always hated surprises. They made me anxious. I overthink them. He told me he had a surprise for me when I got home from work. I worried about it for hours, wondering what it could be. I thought about things I had asked for recently, everything I could possibly imagine. He hadn't given me any clues as to what it was, so I guess I'd just have to wait. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I left work and started the long drive home. It was torture. Twenty miles of wondering.

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