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It was a normal Saturday in June. I had just returned from the joys of supermarket shopping and was laden down with bags and trying to open my front door when my cell phone rang out. Cursing I managed to free the sticking door lock and simultaneously opened the door put down the shopping and answered my phone.

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François Renard was a stagehand and handyman at the theater of the Ballet De Paris. He was a huge man, almost seven feet tall with wide shoulders and hands large and strong enough to crush a coconut, but he was very gentle giant. Most of those who saw him thought he was slow witted because he seldom spoke. Also he had a foolish smile which came out any time Monsieur Tibault the theater manager scolded him, or if one of the dancers from the corps de ballet made fun of him.

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It had been a week since my friend Emily and I had experienced one of the most exciting nights of our lives, a night when we visited a local swinger's club. The week finally passed but it felt more like a month because all I could think about, every minute of each day was going back. Emily had told me that night, when I dropped her off at her apartment that I was to call her the following weekend so we could go back for more.

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Before I get into the story, let me give you a little bit of background information... During my first year of college at UNC I played it pretty much by the rules of polite society. I abstained from personal misconduct, mainly sexual promiscuity, and concentrated on my studies. I also worked on meeting people since I had always been a little shy in high school. I figured since I was now in a new environment where nobody knew me and I could get a fresh start.

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Rick was nervous as he stood in the wings of the stage waiting to go out in front of the crowd. The announcer was telling the crowd the rules for bidding on the eligible bachelors who had agreed to let themselves be auctioned to the highest bidder. There were nine other men along with Rick who stood listening to the announcer. Rick didn't know any of the other men but he struck up a casual conversation with some of them.

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The band's manager turned to Erin and smiled. "The guys like you." Erin's brown eyes lit up. "Do you think so?" This would be her fantasy come true. "I know so," the tall, graying man stated and handed the young girl a cloth pass marked All Access in bold white lettering. "After the show," he grinned, "knock on the bus." If she had won the lottery, Erin wouldn't have been happier than she was at that moment.

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It's a lazy afternoon in the early Fall and the weather is crisp and clean, yet still quite warm. The leaves on the stately oak trees are still green and you can hear them rustling ever so lightly in the soft breeze. We're tasting wine at one of the local vineyards. After a number of tempting samples we decide on a bottle gently carrying it outside to a picnic table along with an assortment of imported cheese and crackers.

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My boyfriend Marcus leaned forward and kissed on my nipples as I felt the hard length of his cock inside my body. We were making love slowly on his bed, a session that felt like it would last hours. That's when he told me. "Elizabeth. I've got some news for you," he said -- his head returning to his pillow from my small breasts. I'm just a 34B. So much wish I was larger, but my breasts are sensitive -- more sensitive than some girls I know.

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For my twenty-first birthday, two of my closest sorority sisters took me out to celebrate. We went to a bar in a somewhat seedy part of town not far from campus, and there, I ordered my first ever "legal" drink. Sally and Jenny and I were getting rather tipsy when the conversation turned a bit raunchy. Jenny asked me if I'd ever been to an adult movie theater.

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I can't believe I went without sex for over a year. Okay, I'm a big woman and I thought that no one would want me. First it was my husband, who really didn't want me. When he left me for the skinny bitch he'd been fucking on the side I went into a little depression. I stayed home and felt sorry for myself. Then a few months ago I was out with my friend Susan and I met a guy who was in town on business.

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