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Friday night, the end of another strenuous work week. Every night, it’s the same: be there at 10, get off at 3. I liked my hours at the shipping factory. It was late, not a lot a noise and I worked by myself. I wasn’t a hateful person, I just preferred working alone. I certainly wasn’t one to turn heads, either, being of average height and a slight weight of 135. I had long since overcome most of my adolescent insecurities and focused my attention on school and work.

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Alison. What can I say about Alison? She was eighteen, nearly nineteen actually, quite lovely, platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, excellent figure and, to top it off, she possessed a natural sexual allure that automatically turned heads. Any male coming in range of her sensual aura was instantly drawn to her, irrespective of age, girlfriends or wives. It wasn't her fault. It was just that indefinable something she had.

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Brad Halstead had never heard of the band Fountains of Wayne, but when he heard their song "Stacey's Mom" playing in his teenage daughter's bedroom memories of a wonderful time in his life flooded back. About fifteen years ago Stacey Keen was his best friend. There weren't many kids their age that lived close by, so they gravitated together much of the time. She was something of a tomboy and they played around the neighborhood together in the long, hot summers of their late teenage years. Stacey had short blonde hair and always wore torn jeans, worn tennis shoes and heavy metal t-shirts.

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I took a cold Coke out of the plastic cooler. It was Friday afternoon in the southwestern desert, and I was alone in the company training area finishing up the paperwork. The younger sergeants had left long ago, heading for cold beer, air conditioning, and the NCO club if not some bar downtown.

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It was about a week ago, I was relaxing in my favorite chair watching the college football. My wife was a little more smitten than she is normally. She was also dressed a little bit sexier than normal. Nothing fancy but tight jeans, make up, hair and nails fixed up. She looked real good, but I hadn't gotten to really watch a game most of the season so I was looking forward to just relaxing in front of the TV.

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Alyssa lay there silently beneath the darkness of the night, wrapped in the black comforter wadded around her exhausted body, as he slowly crept from the bed. She heard his voice mumbling softly as he left the bedroom, but her mind was consumed with the images of the evening's events. Never in wildest dreams had she ever imagine herself meeting a man she would have been so willing to share her deepest and darkest fantasies with, let alone openly discuss them with him.

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My son's best friend Seth is The Ladies Man of their high school. Seth is 18 years old and 6'3" about 205 lbs. with beautiful blonde hair and the body and face of a model. He's was the quarterback of the football team and is a very confident young man. Seth signed a national letter of intent to play college football in the fall at a Big Ten school. Now that High school is ending he is beginning to focus on an exciting college football career.

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It really wasn't my plan to go to the family reunion, let alone having to sleep over at my aunt and uncle's house. I guess that I can't blame Mom and Dad for making me come along, especially after coming home drunk and obnoxious last weekend. They're still pissed off about that. I'm certainly old enough to stay home alone though, but they say they can't trust me right now. Nineteen years old and forced to tag along with my parents to a lame, out of town family reunion... How humiliating!

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Oliver got the shock of his life when he woke up one morning. He found that his wife had walked out on him. A short note lay on the kitchen table telling him that she would not be coming back. And Oliver had no idea that she had been unhappy with their marriage. After he got over the shock he tried to get on with his life. The thing he found hardest was the lack of sex.

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"So Rotham, how goes married life?" Maxwell, the Duke of Rotham, slowly turned in his seat and gave the man an insolent grin. "It goes well, thus far. But, the honeymoon is just over." "Never figured you'd ever take the plunge, to be blunt. Especially considering you're a man that kept a harem at one point in time." Steven Crowley cackled.

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