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Rob Barton arrived home from work to find a letter stuffed beneath his door. After reading what was in it, he was in a mild state of disbelief. The thirty eight year old 'Resident Manager' of the small, two building apartment complex was thirty days away from losing his two favorite tenants. The prospect of which had left him feeling more than a little depressed. He went to his filing cabinet and pulled out the packet of forms that he would have to present to the pair of them.

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Casey sighed, licking the cappuccino froth from her plastic teaspoon and leaning back in her chair. "I don't know, chickie. Sex with Justin is fantastic, but…" "But you want to try something new, right?" Tara, as usual, could read her best friend's mind like a book. "Exactly!" Casey exclaimed. "How did you know?" "Well, before me and Craig broke up, we talked about stuff like that."

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I know you’re there before I even open my eyes. My senses are so attuned to you, I always know when you’re in the room. I can’t help but smile when I think of your reaction as you find me in bed, asleep, with Casey. Casey and I had been shopping and indulged in a fairly liquid lunch. A bottle and a half of wine later, I decided I wanted to buy something sexy..something that would really knock your socks off.

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