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Snow falling tenderly outside. My body being heated by the crackling fire that seems to burn my uncovered, long legs. Gently running my fingertips down my body as though caressing myself missing the touch of him. My thoughts run. It had been so long since he had touched me. God, I miss him. Nothing can replace that feeling of his heated hands stroking my fiery, sweat covered physical being. Oh, how I long to feel him again. Like an addiction, I just can not seem to get enough.

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Sharon and Jackie have been best friends ever since they were little girls. They played dolls together, studied together, double-dated in high school and were roommates in college. Each was the maid of honor at the other's wedding and each provided a shoulder to cry on when the other got divorced. Now they are roommates again, sharing a two bedroom apartment in town. Besides the apartment, they share what clothing they can, and they share me when we get together to make love.

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