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Hello, my name is Linda, I'm 28 years old. I have an online girlfriend, two years younger than me, on the other side of the globe. I wrote this story for her but she allowed me to publish it here. It is a story about how I wish our lives could be... sharing one special night of our lives with you. I hope you enjoy it.

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I was hanging out at my friend Victor's house, we were two 20 year old guys on spring break from college and life was good. His mom was a real sweetheart, divorced but very cheerful about everything still… she was also a total MILF. I mean, she was 45 years old, but her skin looked silky smooth, barely any wrinkles and no gray in her dark brown hair that hung straight to just below her shoulders. And she worked out every day, to old Jane Fonda tapes in the living room. I have to admit, it made my dick a little hard every time we passed by her while she bounced around in her spandex.

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Looking back, it was just like every other night, but due to the random occurrences, turned into a night to remember. I mean, I'd done the same thing 100 other nights during college, but just for one night, the laws of probability got thrown out the window, and I did something that every red-blooded American guy dreams about.

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Sarah hadn't noticed Tony before, any more than she noticed the ten other people who worked under her, anyway. He was typical of the young men who came to Pine River Foods, tired of flipping burgers for minimum wage, but with no college education to get a "real" job - basically the same reason she was still there after nine years. The pay was better than minimum, the benefits were good, and there was little or no knowledge or skill requirements to be hired.

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"Here. Put these on." Beth ordered. Looking a bit uncertain, Amy took the white, meshy costume Beth proffered. "A bet's a bet, Amy." I informed the confused looking little blonde as I reached out to take my own black costume from Beth's arms. USC's loss to Texas had put Amy and me into this predicament.

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This story was written a bit differently. I wanted to tell the story from all three perspectives, and do it in a unique way. Each break represents a change in perspective from one character to another, which will last through all but the last section of the story. This may seem weird at first, but read and you might begin to notice why I did it.

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Hi! My name is Tara Zelino, and I love cum. Yes, you read that right. I love cum. I love the look of it, the taste of it, the feel of it. Now don't get me wrong – I'm not a nymphomaniac. I don't love dick, just cum. If I could have cum without dick, I would be perfectly happy. But the fact of the matter is, I love cum.

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This adventure deals with my only bi-sexual experience with a woman, which I will remember always as wonderful. One of the most important things you learn as a Realtor is the importance of a Title Officer as they can make your job much easier. Once licensed I sought out a local Title Company and immediately became fast friends with Chrissie, their Office Manager. We had much in common, as her mother was Asian and her father Caucasian.

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Several years ago I attended a small southern college. Our fraternity house was adorned with a statue of our mascot and a favorite campus prank was to paint it. It was general knowledge on campus that those caught would be shaved bald and though the mascot was often painted, rarely was the culprit apprehended. The alternative was calling the police and even though it amounted to only malicious mischief, a criminal record was a criminal record.

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I had wandered into the bookshop to kill time. My appointment with Carol at the employment agency was for 11.30am and I had caught the eight o'clock train in from the lake. For once it arrived on time. The employment agency was on the second floor of the building and I found the bookshop at street level. I had an hour to fill in before I had to go, up so I thought I'd look for a book I had been after for some time, The Mycenaeans by Lord William Taylour.

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