Converting the small bus into a camper had taken some time but time is something that I, as a retired widower, had plenty of. Now that the bus was up and ready to roll I had only to pick up my passenger to start my long awaited tour of Australia.
Heather had been my neighbour for over ten years she had divorced her husband Alan five year ago. Despite being an intelligent attractive woman in her mid thirties she was painfully shy. It had taken me ages to break down that barrier.
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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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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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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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"It's about time you got here. I was starting to get worried." Jina shouted from the doorway of the cabin. "How are the roads?"
"Just a dusting of snow right now, but I heard this storm is going to come fast and hit hard," said Arden as she handed a bag off to Jina. She stopped for a quick kiss before dropping her suit case and turning back to go out the door.
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