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As the van cruised the streets it parked near the bus station. There was the perfect target. A young male around 18 or so with his back pack and ragged clothes stood alone outside smoking all alone. He was not from here, that's for sure. The two women inside the van pulled up to him. "Killing time between busses I'll bet," the smiling short haired blonde in the passenger seat asked smiling.

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Jackie could not believe that she was doing this; kneeling on the floor beside the bed in her motel room, performing oral sex on a twenty-one-year-old total stranger. She had met Eric in the bar across the street from the motel that she was staying at, with her eighteen-year-old daughter, Karen.

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Chapter I: Fall 2010 Smooth. Her skin was so smooth. It felt like silk and smelled like the earthy cologne she wore and underneath it was her; the scent of her skin, clean and warm. It meant whatever fragrance she sprayed on would never smell the same on someone else. Something in me reacted to her aroma; it made my body wake up and stand at attention.

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My friend Jeannie and I have a thing. We shop together, try on clothing, and fool around in the dressing room. We have always liked it when people watch us kiss and touch under tables and such, but since we found one particular clothing store, we can't stop going there. It is a small shop that sells the sort of dresses we like, and the same saleswoman is always there. She watches us.

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This is a true story. They say that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,but this is one incident I want to snitch about. A few years ago I took a holiday to Vegas with a buddy to go on a gambling holiday and to take in some of the entertainment there. No, I did not not strike it rich in a financial sense, but it stil a very worthwhile holiday in another sense.

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"Oh yes. She's in the race too. I'm beside myself with the joy of it." He got up off his perch on the table, "Come now, I'd like to make your time with me as pleasurable as I may." He moved to the door, not giving her another glance as the door hissed open. He stepped out and the air in the room fell still.

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My last client walked out the door. Thank god, this week was finally over. It's not that I didn't like my job, I did. In fact, I loved it. But after five days of listening to other people's problems it was definitely time for me to focus on my own needs. It was Friday night and I was looking forward to a fun weekend. The potential was there.

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The landing was rough. There's no delicate way to put it - I was scared shitless. I looked over at my associate, Lyssa, in the seat next to me and noticed that she, too, was trying to put on a brave face. I tried to give a brave smile. but I knew she wasn't buying it. Thunder and lightning crashed outside the window of the plane, the pitch-black skies turning the morning into night.

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Ok I feel like I have to share this story with someone. My name is Sue, well Susan at work. I'm a senior level manager in business and used to juggling multiple projects daily. Yes it's a busy job but I enjoy it although it doesn't leave much time for a personal life. It's one of the sacrifices I had to make to get where I am.

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I have my own landscape design studio. It's quite small since I'm the only employee but the benefits can't be beat. A few years ago, I bid on a renovation design for someone I probably wouldn't have if I hadn't needed the money. Since it was during the winter, I jumped on it because it's good to line up jobs to keep you busy during the summer work months.

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