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Roy Bailey was limping home, he had been attacked and beaten again by his tormentor, and he swore that when he got older, bigger and wiser, he would have his revenge, totally! At 18 he was still too much of a boy, and not enough of a man, although he didn't regard Ricky Thomas who was almost 21 as much of a man either. To be able to defend himself, The bastard was much bigger and stronger than he was, and a whole lot nastier.

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Two days after I graduated from High School, my dad surrendered to the cancer that had been kicking his ass for more than three years. To say my mom and I were devastated would be an understatement. It seemed like we died with him as we moved like zombies in a cloud of unreality. A world without him was no place we knew or wanted to know. And yet, there we were, the carpet pulled forever out from under us.

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Mattie Addison looked down at the small plastic object her mom had just placed in her hands. "What is this?" She asked as she looked up at her parent. "What does it look like?" Cybil replied to her daughter. "It looks like your Platinum Card, but it can't be your Platinum Card because you'd never let me within 100 miles of that," Mattie said as she brushed some of her dark brown hair from her pretty face.

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"Shit! I'm so gonna be late for practice." Jeremy Tryon was stuck on the highway in a traffic jam. More than likely a bunch of people who were going to the same place he was. At least he didn't have to unpack when he got there. He would just check-in, change into some workout clothes and run down to the track. He could still do it. He pulled into the back of the Stonewall Hall loading dock.

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My hands shook as I was preparing the test tubes, marking them and putting them in the rack. Something was off tonight. I knew it, and Aaron knew it too. It was like electricity, making the fine hairs on my arms stand on end and causing my nipples to harden. My heartbeat reverberated throughout my torso. I put one hand firmly on the cool stone surface of the lab table and took a deep breath, intending to steady myself but accomplishing nothing of the sort.

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Prologue It was close to midnight when Sarah Mason awoke in her bedroom from a bad night's sleep. With tears flowing down her cheeks, she sobbed heavily, her breathing erratic and uncontrolled, her facial expressions ridden with angst and pain. A lamp was switched on in the hallway outside and quietly her brother, John Mason standing six feet one, opened the door to her bedroom and made his way inside.

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The ad read, " Gentle Touch....bachelor parties, one on one shows, sensual massages. Sorry, no credit cards." Lisa took another long sip from her gin and tonic, and stared at the paper in front of her. My God, she wondered, Am I really going to do this?

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Being a virgin at 20 didn't make Chelsea a prude, but she was definitely in the minority amongst her peers. She was sitting in her room, musing on why "it" hadn't happened yet and could definitely come up with a few reasons, none of which were the traditional ones. No, she wasn't saving herself for marriage - god that could be years from now -- or never! Neither was she waiting for just the right guy -- at 20 she was pretty sure he didn't exist.

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You walk straight through the hotel reception and head over to the elevators. Pushing the button you wait for it to arrive. You are wearing the tight blue jeans red hoodie that you know I like. Underneath is the black underwear from one of the pictures you sent me when we first started talking to each other.

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The only thing that kept me from beating someone's face in at work that day was the complete absurdity of it all. I manage a large do-it-yourself home improvement supply store. A hurricane was churning up the coast, and people were going insane with their over-preparation for the storm. The media's "public service announcements" warned of Armageddon.

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