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The weather was cold... bitterly cold... the kind of weather that made you want to snuggle deep under heavy covers with a cup of hot chocolate, a crackling fire and a warm body to share it with. A lone woman lugged her carry on bags through the all but deserted airport. Less than appropriately dressed for the drastic change in temperature, she pulled the collar of her thin jacket higher and tighter around her neck before she tugged sharply at the shoulder strap of one of her bags as she made her way down to baggage claim.

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Rhyley thought hard about the invitation to lunch. She was friends with Jack, yes, but Amanda she didn’t know very well. When she put the phone down, she was bewildered. What could she want? Hmmm......if she knew about what happened at the reception, she would have said something, but that was a year ago. What is this all about?

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Chapter One – Amanda receives a birthday present Amanda had just turned 19 years old when she was called down to the Headmaster's office at the prestigious Prestwick Academy. Prestwick was an all-girl's school with an excellent academic reputation. What could the headmaster possibly want with her today Amanda wondered as she made her way to the office?

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I met Amanda and Brooke at Ignacio and Rachael's beach house during one of their big, swanky parties. It started when I was talking to Ann over by the big salt water fish tank; the one with the octopus. We were talking about the hosts' odd relationship when she nudged me and nodded her head in the direction of the ocean. "Hey Craig, there're two hotties checking you out," she said around her cigarette.

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I hate it when my wife goes out of town. I am left to my own devices and do not do well under those circumstances. God knows I am too old to hang out at clubs and I am not a neighborhood bar kind of guy She tries to take the pressure off by getting some of her friends to invite me over for dinner, but if she is gone during the week I usually decline. I can find enough work and a good book to get me through the evenings.

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Kylie Williams got to wear the white lace wedding dress of her dreams. The one with the pretty veil and the long train. She got to have her best friend, Vanessa, be her maid of honor and she got her other 3 best girlfriends to be bridesmaids. She got to put her pretty, long blonde hair up and have her makeup done in a professional salon while her mother wept and told her how beautiful she looked.

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We hoped it was true. We desperately wanted it to be true. Everyone said that Sarah became unbelievably suggestible and willing to do anything when she'd being smoking pot. This was a party in Alaska. There was a lot of pot going around, we'd seen Sarah take more than one hit. So hoped what they said was true.

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It was a trip that I had dreaded. Both Christopher and Isabella were well known prima donnas within the firm, cutthroat, overly competitive, and each had some sort of chip on their shoulder for one another. For the firm, closing the deal with this client meant record-breaking revenue, and the CEO wanted the best people to ensure everything went as planned.

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It was six years ago that Mary and I got back together. Strange how things happen, we had known one another some thirty years earlier. As a matter of fact back then I was her first, and we had some great sex together. Well, what at the age of twenty you think is great sex until you get older then learn what good sex really is. There was three years between us, she was still in high school and my draft number was real low, so I enlisted in the Air Force.

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I felt a moment of uncertainty about the experience I was about to let myself in for, but the sight of Carl removing his jeans to reveal a gloriously hard cock protruding through the slit of his boxers swept away my twinge of insecurity. Well, stricly speaking I wasn't about to let myself in for it; that moment had come twenty minutes ago, in the club, when I agreed to his crazy suggestion.

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