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So the lesbian feelings, the desire for other women, the bisexuality or whatever. Is it still there? Yes it is, but as they say, it comes and goes. Sometimes I will go weeks without thinking about it and at others it is in my mind constantly. Occasionally as I masturbate Emma, Jane or Amanda will be in my mind or a vision of being in bed with Kylie Minogue, Sharon Stone or kdLang will suddenly come from nowhere.

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We were throwing the party of the year. Me and three friends had moved into an apartment together, the first time the other three had ever lived away from their parents. I had lived by myself before, so I was used to it, but they wanted to celebrate. I've never refused an opportunity to get ridiculously wasted, so I enthusiastically helped make plans and invite people.

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Gwen sat down on the hotel bed in frustration. She and her girlfriend Julie had come to Atlantic City for a "girls' weekend", just to get away from the daily grind of kids and housework. Instead of just hanging out and having fun, though, Julie had headed straight to the casino bar and made herself the center of attention. Now just a few hours into their trip, Julie had disappeared and Gwen found herself alone, slightly buzzed and very horny.

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I love banking. I love it. The adrenalin. The buzz. The intellectual demands. And - the money. Wait a moment - why did I use the present tense? I should have said, "I loved banking." I loved it until the discrimination suit which went in my favour, but which also meant I was out.

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"Redhead by the bar," I nudged Michael. He raised his eyes, found her, then winced. "Too sexy for me?" He nodded, "Too sexy for you," then slowly sipped his soda. "I thought so." She looked again in my direction. I froze, caught staring for the umpteenth time. The first time I noticed her was earlier that night. I was sweeping the pub with my eyes when they landed straight on hers. She smiled, nodded discreetly, and turned away, leaving me confused and embarrassed, as if I had been the one snooping.

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I rolled over to look out of the window, frowning at the sound of chirping birds, and then glanced over at the clock. I shouldn't complain, right? After all, everyone had been bitching and moaning about the dark, cold, snowy winter months. Chirping birds meant spring...and ultimately summer. So what if it was 8:30 in the morning? The birds weren't governed by human clocks...fucking birds.

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The morning mist covered the grass and flowers; it was a beautiful May morning in Georgia. Birds were chirping and a slight breeze rustled the leaves in the trees that lined the long driveway that led to a spacious mansion. It was difficult for Nora to believe that she was only sixty miles out side of Atlanta;

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"I'm so tired!" Ying exclaimed and fell on the large bed she was sharing with her friend and roommate Katie. "Me too!" Katie agreed and lay down right next to Ying. The two high school seniors had just finished another one of these long days of dance trainings and rehearsals for their ballet performance next week and definitely needed some rest. They felt lucky to have been selected as the only ones from their ballet class to join this summer school of a famous dance company in a big city on the East coast. But then again, they had no idea of how intensive it would be and how exhausting; several units of practice every day and performances every two weeks.

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It was several months after my wedding that my growing but still largely unconscious suspicions finally emerged into a realization: I had a rival for my husband's affections. It was surprising, given how grateful he had seemed—after all, Eric had won a bride almost half his age—but I knew that he was possessed of a powerful sex drive and a taste for novelty and adventure.

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He woke her up at a quarter to five in the morning. The sun hadn't risen yet, and in the darkness of their bedroom he slid down beneath the sheets and parted her thighs, and woke her with long, probing licks. She grew wet almost immediately, and he moved over her, slid himself inside her.

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