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I had always maintained that fate had played a huge part the night I met Ted for the first time. I had only been acting as waitress for that one night as a favour to a friend that needed the night off and couldn't find anyone else to cover the shift for her. Stupidly, maybe, I had offered without a second thought; it had never occurred to me that being a waitress was pretty exhausting work. In my own mind, all I had to do was to look presentable and match the right meals to the right people.

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All Ron had told me was to meet him in room 109 at the Amerisuites. I had been emailing Ron back and forth telling him my secrets, my fantasies. He promised to help me break out of my shyness, and I’d done some things since that I’d never thought I’d do before. After many secrets exposed, Ron convinced me to join him in a private chatroom, where we started to have cyber sex.

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