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I suppose I couldn't really claim to be the innocent party that night, because subconsciously I knew exactly what I was doing even if I just let things happen. I was on my way home after being away on business and I'd pulled into one of those late night places that serve lukewarm coffee and burgers that seem to be made of a cross between carpet and cardboard.

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She stared at the skyscraper in front of her. The city had so far been everything she had dreamed of. Settled into her apartment, she had easily made friends with the ladies that lived across from her, as well as the couple with three kids just two doors down. Now Alex found herself crossing the street and walking into the Tucker Modeling agency. She was to meet her mom's old college friend Rita, to see if she would help launch Alex's career in the business.

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Finals were over and it was time to drive home for winter recess. I did not have any plans for the break besides relaxing, hanging out with my family, working at a local café, and missing sex. My boyfriend, Al, was also going to his hometown for the break, about 400 miles away, and we had not planned to visit each other. This meant I wouldn't get laid for another four weeks! Our relationship was stale; sex was all he was good for.

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This is an edited version of the original. A comment mentioned that the ending of the original didn't really fit and after reading it a few times, I realized he/she was right and I changed it. I hope you enjoy. "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything." - Katharine Hepburn, Me: Stories of My Life

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"How do you know her?" I asked Sara. "I've known her for a while. We play backgammon. She's fun. You'll like her," she said. Sara was one of my best friends. We'd known each other for years online and had become like sisters. In the years to come, we would meet and her husband would become one of my best friends also.

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It was not the first time that Janet had seen her at the grocery store. In fact Janet had seen her each Tuesday morning about 10:00 for the last four weeks. She had already seen her today by the bacon. Every time the reaction had been about the same, weak knees and a racing heart. Janet lingered with the freezer door open looking at the frozen turkey dinners, the cold air barely affecting the raging heat from between her legs.

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“What’s the matter, Lizzie?” Sarah’s hands squeezed my shoulders and her hair brushed my cheek as she leaned over to peek at the papers strewn over the desk. “I think this is my 20th hang up in a row tonight,” I complained, rolling my eyes toward the phone. “They finish half this stupid survey and decide it’s too long and hang up.”

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Gossip and a strap-on Willy listened to the two women who were chatting while putting on their make-up in front of the mirror of the ladies change room, while she sat in the toilet stall. "So what do you think of the new girl," one asked the other. "I sneaked a read of her file when she transferred in from New York, she seems to be a good cop," was the reply.

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"Hey, Trish? I didn't see any--" My husband stopped dead as he opened the door of the bedroom and saw the two of us there, naked on the bed. His eyes grew so big I almost laughed in spite of everything else I was feeling at that moment. 'Us', was Karen and I. It was Mike's 44th birthday. Karen was his gift. I was the one giving her to him. At least, that was how simple it was supposed to be...

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"Hey!" The cheerful female voice came unexpectedly to me as I noticed its owner standing at my door. I looked uncomprehendingly at Erik, who stood next to the delightful blondie. But he just stared at me with his incredible blue eyes and grinned stupidly.

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