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So how long have you been into feet? Who am I? What's my name? Irrelevant. You don't need to know my name, my age or my star sign. What you do need to know is that I work as an S2 auditor for Deloitte, a global financial services firm in their Islington based London England branch. I'm attractive, hard working, driven and get on very well with my colleagues, so with this in mind I think you can see how, when I was chosen amongst five other members of my department to take part in the prestigious upcoming Rising Stars exhibition at the Estoria hotel in Manchester, it didn't come as much of a surprise.

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I was on a flight from Vancouver to San Francisco feeling restless and I was anxious to get back home. I tried to get some writing done on the plane, but I couldn't concentrate. There was a father with his young son in the seat behind me constantly crying and kicking my seat. I tried to type, but my energy was gone, so I just stared at the blank screen in front of me.

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Saturday I peered into the rearview mirror and saw the familiar VW logo of Jenna's Jetta. Not that I was worried about her finding her way. We'd been driving this route to the beach for over 15 of her 20 years, so she certainly knew the route. It was pretty much a straight shot from Columbia to Charleston on I-26 and then a short jog over to Isle of Palms. Nothing to it.

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The Boss has a new PA. Charley started this morning, hanging up her denim jacket and snaking slowly across the office towards Kate’s old desk. Kate quit last Friday – she said he’d been ‘harassing’ her. Her replacement: this sexy, full-breasted blonde with tortoiseshell glasses giving her a deceptively innocent look. Glasses or no, she walks like a lap dancer.

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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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For some years it has been my fantasy to see my wife Gill make love to another woman. We have talked about this often and I always believed it was just a fantasy but last weekend it finally happened. However, Gill played a trick on me and it didn't quite happen as I imagined. The result was still very sexy, though, and I thought your readers would be interested to read the story.

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The interview is scheduled in a few minutes as I step out of the elevator on the twenty third floor of the newest office building in the city. An ambitious and demanding executive is seeking an assistant, making me aware that I'm about to face a perfectionist, deadline driven workaholic. At precisely 10-00 am, a slim, well-groomed secretary ushers me into a plush and opulent office and closes the door behind her.

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The Gate Attendant could barely focus as he compared the passport in his hand with the flight ticket. Both said, "Anny Santiago"...and the picture didn't do her justice. As he ripped up her ticket he managed out a meek, "Enjoy your flight". Anny thanked the man and took back her ticket and dragged her bag through the corridor. When she passed by the gate attendant, she caught him doing a double take. She was used to it.

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I step from the elevator onto the second floor of the city hotel. The corridor is empty, beige and clean cut like something lifted straight out of a seventies ideal home magazine. I adjust the black silk scarf as I walk along towards your room, trying to make it look casual. My brand new stilettos dig into the dense pile carpet and form a curious counterpoint to my low slung combat pants and white vest. I like the way the heels make me walk.

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