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I met Mark during my sophomore year in college. He was a lot of fun. Average height, a nice build without being a gym rat or stuck on himself like a lot of guys who work out all the time and stuff. I liked his smile because he had dimples and I always thought dimples were cute on a guy though I think he hated them. I met him through some friends of mine and we went out a few times and he made me laugh which is a good thing

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Beth sat on the couch, watching Lisa as she moved around the kitchen. It had been what? Ten years she thought. A long time, but Lisa still looked great. She swirled her wine, enjoying the aroma as the drink cascaded around the edge of the glass. "You know you're not supposed to spin wine hard like that right?" Lisa asked laughing, startling Beth.

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Penny Parker was drinking her father's rum and getting a little high. Her parents would be gone for two weeks and trusted her to watch the house. Penny was diddling her wet pussy as she looked at her father's dirty books that he kept hidden under the bed. The eighteen year old girl was still a virgin but was far from pure. She loved to tease the boys at school and watch their dicks get hard but never pleased them.

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Lena hummed tunelessly to herself as she put away her groceries. Her voluptuously curvy figure, kept in check by four sessions of yoga a week and strict adherence to a healthy diet, was cased in snug denim and a soft knit sweater. Lena tried to keep her kitchen stocked with only healthy foods—whole grains, fruits and veggies, Clif bars. She knew that if she let herself snack on processed food, her toned waist would gradually expand and soften, and she refused to let that happen.

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When Pete exited the plane he was hit with a near solid wall of hot, humid air. Suddenly the clothes he was wearing were uncomfortable. He had no baggage to collect. Only one twelve pound carry-on bag for a two week vacation. He was about to turn fifty and had never packed so light for a week long trip. He had everything in the bag that Marla had told him to bring.

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One of my father's crudest friends had a saying that he reserved for men he thought were losers with the women. He would say, "That guy couldn't get laid in a whore house with a pocket full of hundred dollar bills." I never thought about that much; I figured I was doing alright with the ladies until I turned forty. Then it dawned on me, I had never had one that truly cared about me. Through my blue collar hard-working, long-hour days, I had a long string who abused my trust, used me and made me pay too much for the attention I got from them.

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I'd not long returned from my morning 8k run and still had an adrenaline buzz so, after checking my e-mails I decided to have a scroll through a couple of my favourite porn sites and have a nice leisurely wank, when there was a knock on my flat door. As I approached the door I rearranged my stiff cock to avoid any embarrassment. When I opened the door halfway to see who the caller was my jaw nearly hit the floor like a Tom & Jerry cartoon.

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"Are you sure we can't work something out, Ariana? This is more than a little demeaning, after all." "Demeaning?! I would think it would be more demeaning that a knight can't find enough money to pay his debts to society, as it were. I think you ought to just consider yourself lucky I think you have enough skills to get by without paying for the rent."

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"So, come on, tell me!" Jessica looked up at me, smiling, her head resting on the pillow next to me as we lay in bed, our naked bodies still glistening with sweat. Her left wrist resting on my chest, her thin fingers tracing tiny circles as I breathed heavily, having just had an orgasm a few minutes previously.

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My boss is a dick. So when he ordered me to accompany him to a meeting in LA I was less than thrilled. I'd worked at Jenner Lang for six years and five and a half of them had been great. My old boss, Rick, was a sweetheart and we got brilliantly. He was a family man with three children and a lovely, friendly wife called Darlene, who used to bring all us girls muffins and candy whenever she dropped by the office. When Rick retired we bought him and Darlene two weeks in the sun in Hawaii.

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