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Usually, I-75 from Fort Lauderdale to Naples isn't a very exciting ride. But as my car sped along, passing Florida State Road 19 at around 75 mph, I was pretty fired up. Yeah, I noticed the hundred or so gators sunning themselves on the embankment that lines the interstate; that was different. However, the hormones that were coursing through me this day didn't have anything to do with being excited over cars, or mileage, or gators. The drive itself was a nuisance.

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Several years before my marriage, I met a young woman who had experienced much in life - for her age - but hadn't known the greatest pleasure of all until we met. This is the story of that first experience for her. I had seen her at work a few times, she was eye-catching to say the least. Her vivacious smile, friendly attitude and empathetic charm made her the type of person who lights up a room when she walks in.

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"Why don't you and Clancy go fishing," my dad said. The five of us, Uncle Ted, Aunt Bessie, Clancy, dad and me were finishing our afternoon tea in the farmhouse kitchen after unloading the fourth load of hay for the day. The new corrugated iron shed was a quarter full of hay and that was all there was room for. The rest was taken up with the farm machinery. The few horses dad still kept were in the old split log barn, which had seen better days.

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'I see you're in the paper again, Ms Brune.' From behind the concierge's desk Davy Markham held up a copy of the local community newspaper with a front page photograph of Josephine Brune ceremoniously planting a tree in front of the new West City Early Childhood Education Centre. 'I've got a couple of spare copies here if you'd like them.'

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"Tina, where are your clothes?" I asked the nubile teen I discovered naked in my den. "Clothes, don't need no stinkin' clothes, Mr. B," she slurred. "You've been drinking." Nothing like stating the obvious while trying to buy time, and having trouble dragging my eyeballs from staring at those gravity defying young tits, with the vividly erect nipples.

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I'm Sam. Or at least I was. I woke up to the sound of an alarm. I'm not sure why I didn't notice at first that something was up, but the only light was a crack in the window curtains and that was on the usual side of my bed. The alarm was a different tone, but my mind was groggy from having just woken up so it didn't register. I sat up, and flicked on the light switch for the lamp to my left. I had to stretch slightly further than usual.

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Dr. Lydia Martin's intercom buzzed. "Yes?" she said, still looking over a file she had begun. "Your new patient, Mr. Mullins, is here," said her receptionist and administrator, Barb. "The one referred by Dr. Jefferson." Lydia pushed herself up from her desk and stood behind it. "Send him in," she said, smoothing her skirt and adjusting her glasses.

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8===> Discovering a surprise neighbor in the freshman dorm Ben leaned up against the door frame of the entrance to his dorm room and took in all the insanity going on in the hallway. One incoming freshman after another was busy dragging boxes and laptops and stereos and suitcases down the long corridor in search of the specific room that would be their cramped quarters for the next nine months. All the confusion, scurrying around, and bumping into each other was like watching ants at a church picnic.

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Chapter 1 - A Light Bulb Moment I am Simon Ashden, and up until very recently I had never known what WAM was or that playing with your food was something that could be so much fun. That was until I met Sharon and we had discovered together that we had similar messy tastes! After her revenge session we had spent sometime playing with small quantities of food, but we both wanted to do another big session. It was a telephone call that gave me an idea and a great chance to have another major session.

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Jimmy cursed as he saw a girl slipping something into her purse from the shelves on the security camera. He'd been working as a security guard for months now, but he still hated it when he caught a shop-lifter, it meant having to leave the comfy confines of the security office. Not to mention all the paper-work. Then he froze as the girl looked around, checking to make sure no one was watching her. That was no girl, that was the 23 year old bitch that had ended the friendship between him and his best friend!

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