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Anny and Jesse were bored to death: it had been steadily been raining for the last 3 days and the 19 year old girls had exhausted every fun idea they had. They had spent those three days, some of their first summer days without high-school to look forward in September, at Anny's house. Her parents were gone for a summer vacation, and they had called yesterday too tell her that they were having the time of their lives at the beach. It had been steadily sunny for the last week in Cancun. Damn them.

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Mark lazily stabbed his fork at the frozen meal, puncturing the plastic before shoving it in the microwave. He set the timer before taking a long sip of his beer, his third of the evening. He tossed the package toward the garbage, already overflowing with similar boxes and the matching dirty trays. Leaning against the kitchen counter, he scratched at the rough beard on his jaw.

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All characters are over 18 years old. * Tom was like a father to me, and being more than twice my age that was understandable. He was always there when I needed help or guidance. Never overbearing, but always available when I needed him most. He gave me advice when I asked for it and an ear when I needed to vent or just talk.

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After some prodding from some fans I've decided to go ahead and release chapter 2. Currently I'm hard at work on the final chapter. As always thanks for all the kind words. The next morning Ryan awoke with a huge grin on his face. He'd managed to sleep with his own mother without her knowing it had happened. He laid there for a while just reflecting on the past night's outcome. Eventually, Ryan came to a couple of realizations.

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Written for Heather. I love you Babe. Misty sat on the hard wooden stands under the hot summer sun. Liberally oiled and sun screened, she looked cute in cut-off denim shorts and red, yellow and black Ferrari T-shirt. A matching red Ferrari baseball cap shaded face. Her eyes were protected by wrap-around Raybans followed the brightly coloured cars on the track before her. The noise was raucous even high up in the stands like she was.

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Wednesday was hump day for Janie in more ways than one. It was the middle of the week, it was the day her mom wanted the kids to visit her, and it was Janie's day to cruise the Mall. She loved the eye candy at the Mall and the peace of not having a four year old and a one year old climbing and clinging to her.

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Andrea and Mitch were enjoying their first real vacation since their honeymoon. It was late afternoon when they began to walk back from the beach, hand in hand. Mitch had a knapsack slung over one bare, sunburnt shoulder. He would blame married life and his desk-job for his complexion and physique before taking personal responsibility. He wasn't terribly out of shape, just a little thicker and a loss of the definition he'd had in college.

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Damon: I'll bet you'll get up to some trouble in Cabo. I smirked at the text that flashed up on our chat-log from the computer screen. He was always teasing me. Ashleigh: No trouble. At least not the good kind of trouble. I'm going with my boyfriend don't forget. There was a pause, and while I anticipated his next words, I took a sip of the vodka soda I was prone to drinking while I spent my online hours chatting with my favorite virtual stranger, DamonX.

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It was a dark and stormy night. The woods crew got scared off by the dark ominous skies. Hannah was quite bummed that everyone bailed. She had so wanted to let off some steam...and maybe run into Darren. Seeing how far she could tempt him had been the plan. Between a couple of "special blends" from her cousin's stash and her trusty pink dildo, affectionately known as "Pinkie", resistance was futile. But sadly, he hadn't even shown.

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“I hate doing laundry!” Emma snapped, storming into her flat and slamming the front door behind her. “Emma!” Rachel groaned, lifting her head from the sofa, “You woke me up…” “Don’t expect me to have any sympathy for you.” “Be nice to me. I’m not feeling well.”

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