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When Jenny and Allen moved in next door I thought they were the ideal couple. They at 32 were about 25 years younger than I, he tall, about 6ft 2in, blonde good looking, she around 5ft 5in slim, a tumble of soft brown curly hair, a face that lit up when she smiled and an effervescent personality; a typical Australian couple.

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Go pick up the three guys from the airport - wine and dine them and whatever to keep them happy because we need their business.....here's the company plastic to pay for dinner and if we do the deal tomorrow you'll be on a big fat bonus OK?!" Some instructions from bosses aren't always easy but this one was hardly run of the mill so she readily accepted.

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Butterflies whizzed through my stomach as I stood waiting in the airport. I couldn't believe that I was finally going to see Lucy face to face. We'd been chatting on the internet for ages and swapping photos. I knew that she was apprehensive, that she had just travelled across the world to meet a girl when she'd only ever been with boys. And she was young too. A couple of years younger than me.

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Although she wasn't expected till 5:30 in the evening when Mom would be home from work, Marsha, the caterer, showed up at 11 A.M. sharp. I explained over the intercom that I couldn't help her with the menu, but she insisted on coming upstairs to see the condo. I told her I'd leave the apartment door open and for her to wait in the living-room while I put on some clothes.

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"Thin" isn't a word anyone has ever used to describe me. "Beautiful" isn't either. But "sexy"? Well, that's another story. It's funny how long it takes us to come to a realization of who we really are. For me, it took just over 40 years. My whole life I'd struggled with the weight of my own expectations—always wanting to be fifteen or twenty pounds lighter, to have better cheekbones, to have my hair be a better color or my complexion a little better.

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It had been a long day. I had stopped over at my parent's house to mow the lawn and check on the dog while they were away. After finishing the lawn and cleaning up I stepped outside to have a cigarette. I hadn't been out there very long when I noticed a gorgeous lady about three houses down looking in some distress.

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“This sort of sucks,” he thought as he worked on his beer. A double major in philosophy and history he didn’t count on how hard it would be to find meaningful work outside of graduate school. He had a stop-gap job that barely paid his meager bills. He moved home with his dad after college due to a total lack of options.

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I am a freshman in college and my dorm roommate is also. I am named April and she is named May. There, I got that over with. We didn't plan to room together, didn't even know each other, it fact the roster from which we were selected by our dorm leader was made up of last names – mine was Stengle and hers was Swanson – so it was actually last names starting with ‘S' that threw us together.

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When Pete exited the plane he was hit with a near solid wall of hot, humid air. Suddenly the clothes he was wearing were uncomfortable. He had no baggage to collect. Only one twelve pound carry-on bag for a two week vacation. He was about to turn fifty and had never packed so light for a week long trip. He had everything in the bag that Marla had told him to bring.

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My wife Susan and I have been married for eight glorious years. We are both thirty years old now. I met Susan in College at Boston University during my Junior year. We were both studying to be attorneys and took a few of the same classes together. The first time I saw Sue I was floored with her beauty and sex appeal. She was the smartest woman in class and quite frankly the most intelligent person I've ever me.

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