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Julia sat in her Medical Ethics class and watched Professor Richards teach. She had a hard time believing that he had raped her the week before. Did it really happen? It just seemed so unbelievable. Everything seemed so normal at the moment. She tried to put it from her mind. There was nothing she could do and no one she could tell. He had her blackmailed completely. She would never tell anyone.

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He had been tracking his female's scent for days when he located her. Immediately he recognized who she was and what she meant to him. It had taken him awhile to realize that the circling path she was wondering could only mean that she was lost. Amazing, he had never known any of their kind to be lost. She was obviously young. Panic had struck him for a moment that she would be too young. However further study of her scent established her age to be well into her breeding years.

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The image of the girl was burned on his mind as he stepped outside the hall. The band was taking its final bow, and fit though he was, his muscles were well-used from the dancing. His friends had gone home early in a taxi, very drunk, but he'd stayed on, caught in the whirl of the ceilidh. The girl had been in a couple of sets he'd danced, and something in her eyes as she'd wheeched by had arrested him. He just wanted her, deep primal need. Knew it wasn't appropriate, she'd been the schoolpal of his friends' daughter.

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It had been almost a year since Emile and I went on our life-changing Cruise to Alaska and met Tom. Emile is back to being her friendly, positive self and is doing reasonably well in college. Her grades should be better but after Tom finished with her, she decided to like men. They take a lot of time away from her studies but it is wonderful for me to see her smiling and happy again.

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"I told you I wanted the bacon well-done," the woman said loud enough for most of the café to hear. Jason looked down at the two halves of the BLT sandwich laid open for the young man to see the meat in question. "We didn't think you wanted it burnt," Jason said. "I wanted it the way I ordered it," the woman stated firmly. "Well-done. Not soft. Not burnt. Well-done."

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The car arrives promptly at 09.30 hours, as stated on the card she had opened when she rose that morning. Sara has her small handbag with her, a light coat, and nothing else. Dressed smartly in a blouse and knee length skirt she closes and locks the front door, making her way down the path on sensible 2 inch heels, sheer stockings swishing together as she approaches the sleek black Mercedes that awaits her. A liveried chauffeur steps from the car and opens the rear door as she approaches.

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She answered the door to me wearing the same robe as the previous week, short and low cut leaving no doubt that she was naked underneath, the outline of her nipple bars clear to see. "Hi Marco, come in." "Thank you Mrs Morganite."

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I was fortunate when I was younger, and as a result, I never had to worry about money. When my uncle died, he left me and my siblings a sizeable sum, but nothing that was suddenly life changing, for example compared to winning multi millions in a lottery. I still have to work, but will never have to worry about money, either, as long I am sensible. I never brag that I have it. Sure, I have some nice clothes, and a new car every 3-4 years, but I've still developed a career in sales, a career in which I am pretty successful, earning a sensible salary.

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It was a dark, stormy night. The rain was coming down in moderate amounts but the unrelenting wind made it seem as if it were raining much harder. Lightning flashed brightly every few moments and a sharp crackling sound of thunder followed immediately. Car alarms went off due to the intensity of the storm, and the lights from the street lamps did little to brighten the dark neighborhood.

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Jenn tried to hail a cab outside the bar. She had just finished a very long day of meetings, and they hadn't gone well. She was anxious to catch her flight home tomorrow. She missed her seven year old son, and was looking forward to watching him play baseball this weekend. She tried to hail a few cabs, even going so far as to flash her long, built, silk attired legs. When none stopped, she decided to walk to the hotel.

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