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It was just another Friday. Katie sat at the desk near the front door of the gallery, IMing with a "Master wannabe." Bored, she played along with his demands to play with her clit. A little self-pleasure was better than sitting and doing nothing. After a few minutes, Katie looked up and noticed someone heading towards the front door.

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Mark says... A few Decembers back and, facing the prospect of spending Christmas alone for the first time in years, I found myself at a low ebb. Having split with Donna in the summer, a stopgap at work colleague Gary's house had turned into an elongated stay. Not that Gary minded unduly, a fellow singleton, he was glad of the company and happy with the rent, besides which I happened to be his boss.

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Tina and Doug looked like the ideal couple. A petite, cute, good looking woman and a tall muscular man, they have been married for four years and each was twenty-nine. As attractive as they were, their sex seemed to fizzle out. There were no extramarital affairs or anything. They loved each other very much. It was just that sex had become rote, almost programmed, boring.

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Last Friday, something happened to me that I feel I must share with you and your readers. I am a graduate student at an Ivy League school, and with the workload that entails, I don't usually have the time to go looking for much adventure. But, this time adventure found me.

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Thursday evening-- "If that sight isn't enough to curdle your stomach, I don't know what is," Mr. Wallace Roberts, the loud, chunky purchasing rep for Llanfer Industries said as he sat directly across from Jon at a bar table in the hotel lounge. "Christ almighty!"

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Lori dreamed about Amber again that night. In her dream, she didn't feel afraid at all. Amber was sitting on the edge of the dock in the warm afternoon sunlight, looking like she could inspire an entire Renaissance all by herself, and Lori walked up and sat down next to her like it was the most natural thing in the world.

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I suppose I couldn't really claim to be the innocent party that night, because subconsciously I knew exactly what I was doing even if I just let things happen. I was on my way home after being away on business and I'd pulled into one of those late night places that serve lukewarm coffee and burgers that seem to be made of a cross between carpet and cardboard.

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Zee is my mother. I wanted to say that right up front because I want to tell my story straight. Anyway there aren't a lot of places you can tell a story like this unless people know what it's about beforehand so it seems silly to write half the story and then say "Oh by the way…" Who's surprised?

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As a dancer I am always amazed at the number of young drop dead sorority type girls that come in to see another girl dance. I dance out of state at an all nude club unbeknown to my family. Recently a young couple came in. The girl was about five feet six with short black hair and bright blue eyes.

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We are driving home, you are so very satisfied with yourself. Looking out the window the way you do and at me. Smile on your face, happy. We are wired, it's late but I don't feel all that tired. I look at you, your cheeks are flushed. You still have that little girl outfit on I love so much. Your hair is this outrageous explosion, which is something I also find so amazing about you, your freshly fucked look is so delicious. Your lipstick is still smeared - I don't even think you've looked at yourself in the mirror. The smell of sex is everywhere.

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