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"Kiss my ass!!" It's amazing how long I had wanted to hear those words and how much they would change the relationship between myself and the person that said them. However, I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Scott. I'm a forty-two year old, divorced male that works for a large-sized manufacturing facility close to Daytona Beach, Florida. I love the weather here so I tend to spend the majority of my free time doing something outdoors.

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Bobbie is 28, she is about 5'9", dark haired with beautiful eyes and long lashes. she has large firm breasts which are a D cup or more, and a ridiculously happy go lucky nature. She is one of those slightly ditsy sorts who bumbles through life without much of a plan. Basically she is gorgeous. She is also my wife's cousin!

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I looked up from my desk as Jason entered my office. I'd been working tirelessly for the past two weeks on a project, rarely even taking a lunch and I was happy for the diversion. Never mind the fact that Jason was pretty damn cute and a nice way to be diverted. "Hey gorgeous," He grinned at me, "I'm going out for drinks with some buddies tonight, wanna come along?"

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I felt like an idiot for not dressing up for the Halloween party, which was ironic since the reason I didn't dress up was so I could avoid looking like an idiot in the first place. I was going to this party to just find some sexy stranger to take home and enjoy. I thought my chances of doing that would be better if I didn't put on some ridiculous costume. But when I arrived, I discovered I was the odd man out in a house full of people dressed as everything from vampires to giant bottles of KY jelly.

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I awoke in a muck of hazy confusion. The first realization that dawned on me was that I was in my room and I was still wearing my clothes from the night before. The sun was shining brilliantly through my window directly into my eyes. Where I was laying there was no shade. I was finding it extremely difficult to even open my eyes. I couldn't remember much about the night before. Beyond meeting some friends after work for some drinks it all became a blur. I knew it had to be those shots of tequila that we did; they get me every time.

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