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Everything was almost done and boy, was I thankful. It had been such a busy day! You see, I'd moved earlier that day...my first new apartment on my own after my divorce. My phone was already hooked up and my power was on, now all I needed was cable...well, that and a shower. Who knew when they would show up, though.

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It was a beautiful little lake in Lower Michigan, not far from the Indiana border. It was settled in amongst a few rolling hills roughly twenty minutes from anywhere. Fifteen houses occupied two-thirds of its shoreline, with the other third being little more than marsh land. Of the houses, five were occupied by year round residents; with the remainder being vacation homes and cottages of various shapes and sizes.

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“Turn over for me, darling.” “Mmm – I thought you’d never ask!” Bobbi flipped over on to her stomach and wriggled back across the bed towards me. Her beautiful ass gleamed in the candlelight, and the curve of her smooth back caught the flickering shadows.

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Sarah and John had a typical marriage. Both average in every way. Average household income, average three bedroom house in the average suburban neighborhood of the average American city. And now, done raising their average three children and putting them through college.

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For years I had been driving my mother up to visit her girlfriend. Ever since I had turned sixteen, gotten my license, I'd taken mom on her monthly pilgrimage to spend the day visiting with her long time friend during the summer months. It wasn't like it was a cross-country trip, but mom hated driving on the freeway. And I didn't mind taking her as Valerie; mom's friend had a couple of sweet looking twin daughters.

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"There," Master says. I tug experimentally on the cuff she has just locked around my ankle, and that feeling of helplessness and trust washes over me like a warm, gentle wave. She looks at me appraisingly. "You know what happens next, slut."

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I met my wife Karen at a dorm party in my second year at college. It was getting late and I'd just about given up any hope of hooking up with a girl, when an angel in pink scrubs walked into the room. She had long strawberry-blonde hair and the petite figure of a fourteen-year-old girl. I fell for her the moment I laid eyes on her. "Are you going to a Halloween party?" I asked after pushing my way over to her.

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Donna was in her element. It was her son Pete's 18th Birthday, the house was full of his friends who were all about to embark on an evenings drinking in town -- she had made them all food and shown off her cooking and hosting skills. Things had all gone well and they all seemed happy. Donna loved acting like a proper mother -- it was a role she relished. It was all she had done for years -- look after her three children, who were now all growing up.

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Jack was half shaft deep in Sara's ass when he paused to admire his handiwork. Sara was standing, bent over her bed with her head mashed into a pile of pillows. Her jeans and panties were bunched around her ankles, leaving her standing in a precarious toddle. They were both breathing heavily, and there were several red hand prints across the tan flesh of Sara's ass.

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Gia and Van had thrown a fantastic party. They had invited all their friends up to the big cabin up in the Laurel highlands. It was a perfect mid-winter get-together with lots of beer and food and good company. There had been tasty venison that Van had hunted himself and roasted on a spit, and a second bonfire.

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