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Finally, he turned 22 and it coincided with his first book being released. Although it did well, he knew deep down that his first novel would only be a door opener, not something that would make him a millionaire overnight. However, he was afforded access to promote it and when he found out Kate was promoting her new album with a signing, he simply had to get her signature. At 35, she was stunning.

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Christmas eve was good for me, I had some friends round and after a few drinks ended up being the last guy still awake with an old school friend of mine. I don't remember how it started as there had been some drinking and some bragging and boasting which lead to dares and challenges. I knew he had a wide taste when it came to sex, he made no secret of that, but I had never even touched another guy, even if the thought had entered my mind before many times.

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It was a Friday evening and everyone had left the office for the start of a long weekend. So many people with exciting plans and here I am sat working late, no one to share my time with. All the family had plans which should have meant a quiet weekend at home with a good book and a bit of pampering. So why am I feeling miserable, no noise, no kids, no hassle and no being the taxi service for 3 whole days.

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My wife and I went camping at busy campground several years ago. Although the campsite had showers, the flush toilets were out of service and outhouses had been brought in. My wife can not stand to use an outhouse. When she found out, she didn't even want to stay at the campsite, although she loves camping.

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Holding her stepbrother's throbbing cock in her hand, her thumb running over the powerful vein on its underside, Laura knew they were going to have sex. It wasn't a preference or desire – well, it was that, too; it was more an instinct, a primal knowledge of what was going to happen because it had to happen. The energy between the two of them, the intoxication that soaked the air – it all hummed through her body. She was resonating with sexuality and need.

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For me, coming to terms with what I am was like being born. It was something that happened when I was naked, wet and crying. I'm not really sure what it was that got me to realizing it. A long string of dates with 'the hot guy' that always left me feeling... well, feeling something. What I'm not sure. It was in the less than warm afterglow of yet another of those encounters that I was dragged kicking and screaming to the new spa that opened up nearby.

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Chapter One: Bored and alone. It was Saturday night and it was getting late. I had watched COPS for an hour, having gotten my weekly dose of schadenfreude from watching people with lives even more miserable than my own have theirs go down the tube in front of the whole country, and now I was sitting in front of the computer finishing my final beer of the evening. I wasn't looking for anything in particular, but was just skipping around from site to site, hoping to make my eyes tired enough so that sleep would come easier for me.

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Eight months of hell, that's what it's been! I don't know now why I ever accepted that job offer through the university when I graduated, other than the fact that I was a referral from the Dean's Office, an extremely rare gesture from Brender University. To give you a little background, and why I ended up in this mess, let me explain.

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So there I was - fifty-two years old and planning to commit adultery for the first time in my life. I'd been married to the same woman for thirty years, and never been unfaithful. I'd negotiated my way through the modern world, seemingly made up of human beings obsessed with sex, and managed to avoid that one mortal sin at least. But tonight was going to be different. Tonight I was going to going to cast myself into the pit of lust, treachery, and deceit.

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Bad day. Rough shift, and to top it off, the stop at the mailbox had a letter from the ex-wife's lawyer. Likely trying to squeeze him for more money. He was in no mood. Throwing his keys and wallet on the table, He found his answering machine light blinking fast and furious. "Likely more 'good' news. It’ll wait," he grumbled, ignoring it for the time Being, and hitting the shower.

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