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He had long sought to be rid of the burden that he was carrying. It was no hidden secret that Sara was making him miserable. There, on his face, were the lines of anxiety and discontent. That night they had had one of the biggest arguments of their relationship. Finally, he had admitted to himself that he could wear this cloak no more, and told her it was over. She tried to protest, but he stood firm on his decision, and escorted her and her belongings out of his home.

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Sometimes it is so easy to step through that door, the one that separates the realm of the real from the world of the unreal. That door can come disguised as any normal experience or object. Certain times of the year and/or day that door will swing open easier than other times. It seems that Halloween is one of those times that the separation between the visible and invisible is at its thinnest point.

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Maxine stepped into the new black tube dress she'd bought and pulled it up over her body. It clung to every curve and she immediately regretted buying it. Her usual style was simple and classic, cut to her knee with a sensible neckline. The saleswoman told her that she wasn't to wear a bra or panties, as it would ruin the 'line'. At the time Maxine had dismissed her advice but now, looking in the mirror, she could understand.

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I got a distressing phone call the other day. It seems "Mel" was coming to town for a visit and wanted to hook up with me. At first I was excited at the prospect of seeing an old lover. You see, Melissa (Mel to her friends) was my second lover (Julie being my first, until she was taken from me in a terrible car accident.) I was Mel's first love, and taught her everything I knew about sex, love and life, from my completely open view point.

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He could hardly contain his enthusiasm as he greeted the attractive young woman at the door. She was an absolute knockout - tall, probably close to 5 feet 10 inches, long blonde hair, a pretty face, slender waist, and what looked to be some really big boobs. Even though she was wearing a business suit with a loose black jacket, he thought that they must be d cups - hell, maybe even double d's.

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You drive up just as the sun hits the distant horizon, and the stars are starting to come out. You approach the door, and raise your hand to knock. Just as your knuckles almost hit the door, it opens. Before you stands a tall redhead, ivory skin, supple breasts, soft hips, in a black lace negligee, leaving just enough to the imagination. You think you have made a mistake on the address, and start looking around to see if you are in the right place.

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Two middle age men walk down a rain-soaked street on a dark night, and a small neon sign directs them down an alleyway. JIGGLE HUT, it reads. A bright red door at the end of the alleyway is well worn and has a big 'JH' painted on it in yellow. Marcus, the taller of the two, pushes it open and they walk in. Dark stale air glows with dim purple light, and bass heavy music throbs. A fat man on a stool that's way too small for him looks them over.

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Life is full of surprises. Some are good, some are bad, but if you wait long enough, even so-called worldly people can be surprised. My first complete surprise came several years after marrying Jewels. We had met while I was overseas with the Military and she was a recent High School graduate traveling Europe. We've been together ever since.

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My names Candace, but I like to be called Candy and my account begins when my husband Phil suggested that it would be a nice idea if myself and my daughter Katie had some professional photographs taken before she left home for university and to celebrate my forty-first and her nineteenth birthdays. It sounded like a good idea and Katie was up for it, especially when Phil suggested that we should spend a couple of days at a spa in preparation.

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The music, pounding through my body, was like a deep massage, and dancing was sweet relief after the day I'd had. It'd started stressfully and my feelings of tension had grown exponentially all day. At the crest of this avalanche of small troubles crashing in on me was my ex-wife, who was on my case about missing a payment for my son's piano lessons, which I felt really bad about already, but she couldn't seem to be convinced of my remorse even though I did end up paying the late payment and two months in advance.

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