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"Could you hand me that blanket?" she says as she takes off Nick's shoes. "Yeah, sure," he answers getting the blanket from the cedar chest. "Thanks," she says taking it from him and spreading it over her boyfriend, pulling it up to his chest. She gets up to leave and he catches her hand, mumbling, "Where'r ya goin?"

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For me, family holidays are always boring. So I'm sure you can understand that while sitting on the plane going to Cyprus, I was not too pleased. I hadn't been there in 8 years so was excited to see my family, but to be honest; there was nothing to do where I was staying.

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"You okay?" I wiped a tear that was streaming down my face before turning toward the voice behind me. It was Jennifer who sat in the desk next to me at work. "I'm fine." I said. "You don't look fine." "It's my boyfriend. I found out he was seeing someone else and I just called him to tell him it's over. That's all."

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Leoni was by all accounts a rather attractive woman. And she was a woman, now. She had not really appreciated the change herself. The way her cheeks had come in, her features come finer and lean. The elegant lines of her nose and lips. The way her eyes now looked to men, her slightly green eyes, fortuitous under her red Irish hair.

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Ch. 01 The Awakening Debbie just stared. She couldn't believe her eyes. There, on the bathroom floor in front of her, was her big sister Julie, naked. Underneath her was Heather, Debbie's best friend, also naked. "Deb, I--we--it's not what it looks like!" Heather stuttered, trying to shake the look of shock off her best friend's face.

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My wife, Natasha, is Russian, and originally came here as a work exchange student. We fell in love her first summer here. She was a virgin, and I was her first. We kept in touch when she returned to her university, and she came back the next summer. We lived together that summer, and got married at the end of it! Our sex life was awesome from the start. But we are both very sensual people, and a dispute arose.

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Eight months of hell, that's what it's been! I don't know now why I ever accepted that job offer through the university when I graduated, other than the fact that I was a referral from the Dean's Office, an extremely rare gesture from Brender University. To give you a little background, and why I ended up in this mess, let me explain.

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Helen was a little surprised when the doorbell rang at precisely nine a.m., exactly when the contractor had told her that the workers would arrive to build her new deck. She was even more surprised when she opened the door and saw two young men who couldn't be more than twenty years old.

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She came every week like clockwork. She always came in on the same day, same time and used the same confessional with the same priest to absolve her of her sins. It was like torture to him. He would pray every week after she left and learned that praying before he knew she would come, that it would give him strength and the power to resist the impure thoughts. To resist...her.

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"So, you two are L..." I began, speaking to the two women cuddled up together on a couch in front of me. "Lovers?" Ali interrupted. "Life Partners?" Violet countered, causing both to giggle. "Lesbians?" I finally finished my question. "Nope!" Ali said.

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