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It's early evening, about 7:00. Maybe 7:30. I've be at a 3D shoot all afternoon. I didn't win but I scored very high and did come home with some of the major prizes. The shoot was actually over about 4:00 but I stopped in at my parents on the way home. I dropped the kids off there this morning on my way to the shoot and they have been having a blast all day, what with the horses and all. Dad asked if they could stay the night, possibly the weekend.

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I received my invitation from you in the post. I knew it was from you as I recognised your handwriting. It merely gave an address, a date and a dress code. It gave me a few days to prepare. After much anticipation the night finally arrived. I put on what the instructions told me: high heels, black stockings, a tight black skirt with a white blouse and black bra with a long overcoat on top.

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Viv and Harv Robinson's anniversary fell on a Sunday. To celebrate the quarter-century of their legally coupling in the eyes of the state and God, Viv had the bright idea of spicing up their perfunctory conjugal interlude that she knew Harv would engage in only as a token courtesy to her (or else face the silent deep freeze for the next six months).

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My two best guy friends, Jake and Derek, came over that Saturday morning to cheer me up. I poured three cups of fresh coffee and set out a plate of danishes, a sinful treat in honor of my being dumped by Stephen, my boyfriend of three years. Neither Jake nor Derek had the decency to look like they felt bad for me. "What you need," Jake said, as he chewed on a cheese danish, "is to purge him from your system."

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The directions stated to arrive at the deserted warehouse at 8:30, and I made sure to get there early so I wouldn't be late. The warehouse one of a long row of vacant, or nearly vacant, buildings located near the waterfront. Parking my car next to two others in front of the building, I wait inside it until the allotted time. In that interval, several cars slowly passed by with the occupants looking my way before continuing on.

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I believe I left you as I was slipping into a hot bath, all bubbly. There were some surprises that I couldn't have seen coming this Christmas. To say that I was about to be taught a few lessons in the art of lovemaking and the power of a man, well, read on. The bath was perfect, it felt so soothing. I opened my eyes and saw the vapor floating up from the tub into the cooler aire. The water had an orange, spicy scent to it and it was soft against my skin.

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As I watched Jen skip back from the DVD player and nestle in next to me on the sofa, I took a minute to think how lucky I was. It was a Saturday night last November at my flat in London. My girlfriend, Jen, a beautiful 30-year old, petite but with a 36C bust and long, black hair, had just put on a porn film entitled "Five in a Bed", for us to watch together. Not a bad way to spend a Saturday night, right?

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Sara came home from work late, tired and cranky. It had been a long day at the end of a long week, and her feet hurt as she kicked off her shoes at the door and slumped into her favorite chair, her briefcase dropped at her side. Jeff, her husband, saw her sitting there from the kitchen. "Rough day?" He asked. "I don't even want to talk about it." She said. Both in their 30's, they had only been married a few years. But they got along well and shared similar tastes where it really mattered.

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I guess you never know what is going to happen to you, whether it be good or bad, until it happens. This is my story, and I do hope you enjoy it. In the fall of 1995, still pretty young and going out a lot and having a great time, I happened to attend a fairly boring party at a friend's house. She was a very good friend so I couldn't let her down by declining her invitation.

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"Are you still going out tonight?" Izzie asked Jane over a late breakfast. "Yes" Jane replied. "I'm meeting with a couple of friends, though I don't know where we are going, everywhere will be full of lovey-dovey couples. Bleurgh." Izzie couldn't help but smile at Jane who was feeling more than a bit sorry for herself having recently split from her fiancé.

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