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After Toni's death my life didn't fall apart or anything dramatic like that. I just carried on; locked away deep inside me perhaps were the hurt and the sadness. Annie and Patrick Sanders were good friends and, as they lived a mere two miles away, they kept a bit of an eye on me, I know. They insisted I went round for dinner a couple of times a month.

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I’ve been single for about six months now, and had been invited over to Jay and Maria’s for dinner. I was looking forward to getting out of my flat. Jay is one of my best friends – we have known each other since we were five years old. Jay is my age, average height, and has close-cropped hair as he started going bald a few years ago. He is fairly fit though, and keeps in shape running and cycling.

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The dream comes often. It is never quite the same, but it is the dream, nevertheless. One thing always happens in the dream. Always. In the dream she is: Confident She believes in herself and her abilities. The decisions she makes are good, and the consequences of those decisions are positive. Aggressive people don't disturb her – she deals with them directly and forcefully, if necessary.

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A year ago for Lent I encouraged my husband to adopt as his Lenten commitment a vow to compliment a woman at least once a day. I explained to him that this would make him a better and nicer person and that paying women compliments is a good way to demonstrate your appreciation and respect for them. My husband enjoys being submissive in our relationship and I told him that when he pays compliments to other women and shows his appreciation of them, it is a compliment to me as well.

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I tenderly pressed my lips on Vicki's, and she gently kissed back as the warm smooth innards of her pussy threatened to send me into a wild ejaculation. I wanted to enjoy her for a longer time before that happened. I had slowed down and even stopped pumping several times in the long while that I'd been inside her.

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Mid-Knight saddled up on his dark mare and rode off into the dusk, unseen by anyone in the street other than the two cats perched on the porch rail at 213 Penbrook Avenue, which was situated right next to his destination. At 214, Mid-Knight led his horse up to the stairs and through the wall next to the front door.

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There they were. The Barbie Dolls. The bleached-blond, silicon-enhanced, daddy's-credit-card-endowed, anorectic airheads, aka the Popular Girls, aka the Cheerleaders. They took their seats at a table in the cafeteria, chittering loudly about the upcoming prom. Dresses, corsages, limos, dates…

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'Happy birthday, baby,' Martin smiled when his wife finally made her entrance. 'So,' replied Cassandra after she'd kissed her husband lightly on his cheek, 'here I am, where's the "surprise" you've been teasing me with all week?' Martin smiled and looked into his glass as though suddenly mesmerised by its contents.

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"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Blair MacPherson hammered the BMW's steering wheel with clenched fists, tears of rage and frustration stinging her green eyes. In one moment of anger her career was ruined. She slumped forward against the wheel and began sobbing in earnest. What an awful end to a terrible Friday.

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Lexies's bare legs were crossed at the knee as she sat on the edge of the motel bed and carefully read the letter that Ted, the male college student, handed her. It was written by his friend David and contained the unique code word in the final paragraph. It was a code word that she assigned to every customer who referred another male to her. Ted was justifiably nervous. He had never had sex with a woman before, and Lexie was to teach him. At nineteen that was something he didn't want to admit.

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