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Roxanne, or Roxy, as dubbed by her friends, stood on the side of the road watching as yet another car sped past her. Her normally straight and dark hair hung in beautiful waves down her neck as the light misting in the air played with her ponytail. She held out her thumb for each car as it drove past, but hadn't had much luck yet. She couldn't believe her situation; stuck in the middle of nowhere, and in the rain.

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10 years of marriage over, just like that! I should have seen it coming but I never did pay that much attention to my marriage, which was the problem. Still at least we are not bitter with each other and I now have the freedom I often daydreamed about. It took me about 3 weeks before I decided to start dating again but being shy and not much of a party animal, I had to figure out how to meet women.

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Lauren greeted me barefoot at the porch door dressed in a denim mini-skirt and a white cotton T-shirt. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Her shirt clung to her breasts revealing a perfect roundness and the stark definition of partially erect nipples. They were larger than normal, for she had a four-month-old child and she was still breastfeeding.

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Like most young girls, my fancy has always been that of older men. I am unsure whether its the experience or just the maturity that makes them more appealing than most guys my age, but I have found that most older men tend to flirt more with the younger girls as well. Out of all I have met though, there has only been one to make me weak with just a simple wink.

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