Heather walked into the quiet little coffee shop that day to meet her best friend Shannon, noticing immediately that she had claimed a booth in the back.
"Heather! I'm so glad you could come and meet me on such short notice! Please come and sit down."
"No offense, Shannon, but this had better be as important as you said it was. I had to reschedule some very important meetings to come here today and my boss is oh, so pissed."
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Adam ran into the elevator just as the doors began to close. Struggling to keep his grocery bags from getting trapped between the sliding metal, he pulled himself further in and stopped when he felt resistance on his left.
"Sorry Mrs. Sipper." he could feel his face heat up as the older woman glowered at him. He sidled towards his right, making sure not to knock into her with anything else and managed to push his button without further incident.
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"Three weeks? You've got to be kidding!" Mark couldn't believe it.
"Yea, I know, I can't believe I got the time off," Deacon replied. "You know how Howle can be. But he's making me do a few hours of stock taking tomorrow, which is the most boring job in the universe!"
"Hah, you can't speak shit about him now! He is your new God," Mark laughed. "This is gonna be so great - no parents, no girlfriends, no responsibilities; three whole weeks of men behaving badly!"
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Even this late the party was in full swing. The smell of beer and sweat hung prominently in the air, and Dana was sweating profusely herself, while her face felt hot. A bit of fresh air was definitely called for. She made hasty excuses, and backed away from her group of friends, before wheeling her chair towards the wardrobe. She quickly picked through the jackets until she had located her own.
Dana made her way towards the rather steep ramp. With a few good pushes, she managed to get to the top.
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"Just come over here!" My best friend, Cassie, could be so impatient at times, and today was no exception. Her voice rang out through my cell phone, "I have to eat some dinner and then we can hang out."
"Okay, fine," I replied. When Cassie wanted to see me she always demanded instead of asked.
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Amanda reclined on the couch, lost in her book as Greg bounded down the steps and headed for the door. A duffle bag containing his soccer gear was slung over his shoulder.
"You're not going out to play soccer in this downpour, are you?" Amanda asked as she looked up from her book. Her voice tinged with a hint of annoyance.
"Yup, you know the league plays rain or shine." Greg replied.
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The fact that Terry was married had me wondering just what was going on. I knew from talking to her over the years that I had known her, that she had been a wild child at one time. Now, here she was, telling me about the foursome, she and Lonny had had the month before last. I had the feeling that there was more to this than readily met the eye.
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"Don't be such a prude Thor! Nudity is perfectly natural and doesn't have to be about sex. In fact, they'd be more likely to think of our bodies in a sexual way if we wore G-strings or tight jeans."
"Easy for you to say, you're not likely to be ogled as the fresh meat."
"For God's sake stop with this nonsense already, Thor. They're NOT interested in your body for sex.
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I love how today's older people complain that today's generation are all sluts. I mean, we are, but so were our parents and presumably our grandparents (although I'm not a big fan of thinking of grandma being a slut back in the day).
The point is, although I wasn't a slut who fucked just anybody, I was very cock hungry when I was eighteen as was my best friend Kelly...although she was more of a fuck em' and leave them sort of gal.
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Jean and Walt have been best friends to my wife Sharon and me forever. Jean and Sharon first met when they were in fourth grade together; they were best friends all through junior high and high school, and when they graduated, they went to the same college, just so they wouldn't have to be apart. Walt and I met in the dorm at college; we just kind of hit it off with each other, and went from there.
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