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FRIDAY A NIGHT OF DEBAUCHERY It was a Friday evening in May 1960 and the eight of us were at Dave's apartment drinking and playing teenage games. All of us were 18 years old except Dave who was 20. High School graduation was just a few weeks way. Susan and I had been dating and having sex for six months and I knew the others were as well. Frank and Shirley had dated their entire senior year. Jay and Sandy had been dating for a couple of months and Jay bragged about fucking her.

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I had been dating Doug, a big, blonde, football player, for about a month. Though he wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, he was handsome and popular, and fun in bed. One evening, close to the end of term, I swung by his apartment to see if he wanted to go and grab something to eat. I was surprised when Doug's roommate, Warren, answered the door. He was hardly ever home.

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"Hey honey... Have you seen this?" My husband asked, showing me an email he had received. I barely glanced at it before answering. "Nope!" "It's from our group. They're having a Halloween party... swinger style!" My hubby informed me. "Really?" I asked with interest. "Hang on, let me see if I got an email from them too." Sure enough, a quick look at my inbox proved that I had gotten an email invite. Hmm... it's been some time since the last group party...

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Sarah placed her coffee cup down and stared at her three friends. "Look, I know and you know, they're going to do it whether we allow them to or not. If not here, then somewhere else. At least here we can control the atmosphere," Sarah said, with an air of superiority. "She has a point," Barbara stated calmly. "Dean's been in trouble twice already this year, one more time and he could lose his scholarship.

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Stephen and Monica had been dating for awhile. They enjoyed each other's company, communicated well and had a great sex life. One night, after a particularly fantastic romp in the sack, they were lying there together and started talking about fantasies. Stephen, of course, had the typical male fantasy of a threesome...two women and him.

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It was a Friday night in spring, prime time for frat parties around campus. My roommate, Shauna, and I were freshmen and often attended one of these parties to have something to do. But we almost always left early out of boredom with the drunken antics of the younger frat brothers. This Friday started and ended differently.

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It was Thursday night, ladies' night at the local Sheraton's hotel bar. This was always the happening place in town because the DJ was the best and everyone in the whole city would go there to hang out, drink, and dance. Well, I called several friends and tried to get them to go out with me, but no one wanted to go for various reasons.

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PRELUDE The four divorced women were gathered at Joan's house for an afternoon of Bridge. It had become a ritual that each Wednesday they would play cards in the morning, have lunch and then enjoy sex with each other. Each week they rotated the location so that each woman had an opportunity to host the group.

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My world went black as you tied the silk blindfold around my eyes. It wasn't one of those ill fitting cheap ones that you can still see around the bottom edges either, this fit snuggly. I felt the brush of your fingers across my cheek as you gently tucked my hair behind my ear. I can tell you are leaning in close to me, as the rich scent of your cologne has gotten stronger.

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On the surface the two couples seemed to be too different to have much in common; but, as they say, looks can be deceiving. Darren and Jane on one hand were the quintessential urban family couple. Expressive, vocal, involved, engaged -- the best way to describe them both was "Larger than Life". They coached, managed and volunteered countless hours over the years with the kids' sports. They were tireless fundraisers for charities and good-causes all over the place. Always busy, always doing, always larger than life.

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