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"Got a light?" Melissa looked up as she was putting her lighter and cigarettes back into her small purse. Standing next to her at the bar was another young woman, maybe a couple years older than her own 22 years. The young woman was striking, with shoulder length, slightly curly red hair. Her face was nearly flawless, her lips full and pursed in a slight smile.

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When I was twenty, I was fortunate enough to have a boyfriend who enjoyed sex as much as I did. (Well maybe not quite as much as I did). At the time, I would frequently have parties at my apartment. This one particular Saturday night, everyone seemed to be having a good time. There were about twenty people, including my boyfriend, Ron, and me.

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I settled into the airplane seat next to my friend Suzie and buckled up. It was a relief to be sitting still. The last twenty four hours had been hectic with preparation. Now we could relax for at least the length of the trip to the Caribbean.

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Art had completed his training as a masseuse and he was now working part time at a salon near the college. He was in his junior year at the university and he was doing very well in school with a cumulative 3.6 GPA. Art would graduate in a year with a degree in business and he hoped to be accepted to graduate school. Art was an impressive young man of 21 years and he had dated many girls in college.

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I was walking along the path that circled the lake behind my house. It was a quiet October evening just before sunset, the sky was a really beautiful painting-like color. The temperature was cooling off to around the fifty-degree mark, no mistake that fall was in the air.

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We were in Rob's truck, heading for his uncle's hunting cabin in the mountains. It wasn't hunting season, so it was a good time to go up there for a weekend just to enjoy nature. Of course, we brought Mary Rose and Theresa along because nature is so much more enjoyable when you are fucking in it.

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Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Ellen. I am a student at Ohio State University. I'm studying business management. I am one of those women who makes friends easier with guys than with other women. In high school the other girls were always jealous but I always knew it would be to my benefit.

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I always looked up to Blaine; she was like the big sister I never had. Blaine taught me everything, from how to walk in heels to getting a guy to pay for your drinks. I really loved it; hell, I loved her. It killed me to admit it, but I really did. Not in the awkward way a brother loves a sister, or the passionate way a husband loves a wife, but in a secret, silent way that was embarrassing to think about.

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Ever since we'd gotten engaged, I'd been teasing my fiancé, Julie, about how much I was looking forward to my bachelor party and hinting at the wild events that would likely take place. She would usually pout, telling me I didn't need to have one. The thought of me and a few of my friends drinking and watching x-rated movies didn't bother her much, but she was afraid one of them would arrange for a stripper and things would go beyond stripping.

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My baby and I don’t go out much. We usually prefer our home entertainments to anything that others can come up with. But that night, there was no way of getting around it; I wanted to dance. The club was in the sleazy part of town that most everyone avoided at night except for the actual havic-reakers themselves and those so desperate to leave middle-class suburbia that they would risk the menacing sorts for jello-shots and music with a pulse.

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