After having to kick my last two roommates out, it was really the only decision I could make. Sure I had a great time drinking and girl chasing with my former two roommates, but in the end, the rent has to get paid. Chris was maybe a little too uptight, too conservative. He was just a straight arrow kind of guy. But I knew, without a doubt, he would pay his share of the rent and that's all I cared about.
One of the other benefits of having Chris around was that he came with a girlfriend that was pretty, personable and helped clean up around the apartment.
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I had just recently broken up with my boyfriend. I was sitting on my bed in my dorm room talking to my roommate, Robyn. We were discussing him and his shortcomings (I had done the breaking up because he was a jerk) and we got to talking about our sex life. Yes guys, that's right, us girls talk about this stuff too. I was telling Robyn how Mike, my ex, would never go down on me, even though he expected me to go down on him. Somehow it came out that I had never had a guy go down on me, and Robyn looked incredulous.
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I met Emily during my freshman Chem class. We had just happened to sit down next to each other at a table, and our professor told us that our seatmates would also be our lab partners. We quickly hit it off and begun to hang out outside of class as well. Neither of us were gigantic partiers, preferring to go to the movies rather than frat parties. We did drink, but it was normally wine in one of our rooms or maybe beer with pizza.
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"So," Judy said after gobbling down a huge mouthful of pizza, "what exactly did you find in her anyway? You could do so much better..."
I shrugged, taking a sip of coke, keeping my gaze on the TV. I could feel my roommate's piercing stare boring into me as she sat by my side on the couch.
"Come on, Judy," I said, "do we really have to talk about this? It's over, okay. She's a shallow skinny bitch and I'm happy to be done with her."
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I was watching a hot, nasty porn tape, dick in hand, having a perfectly good solo time one Saturday night at my new place. I'd lived here just a month after answering an apartment-sharing ad Jimmy had placed. He had a nice, spacious two-bedroom spread in West Hollywood that he needed to share with someone, and the rent was good.
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"Tina, where are your clothes?" I asked the nubile teen I discovered naked in my den.
"Clothes, don't need no stinkin' clothes, Mr. B," she slurred.
"You've been drinking." Nothing like stating the obvious while trying to buy time, and having trouble dragging my eyeballs from staring at those gravity defying young tits, with the vividly erect nipples.
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It was nearly quitting time. I was in the new Nurse Administrator's office installing her monitor and had just finished checking it out when she came in. I had heard that she was coming but really hadn't expected her to arrive until the entire new wing of the hospital had been ready. For a brief moment I wondered if I was on schedule but quickly dropped that notion.
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I had been dating Doug, a big, blonde, football player, for about a month. Though he wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, he was handsome and popular, and fun in bed.
One evening, close to the end of term, I swung by his apartment to see if he wanted to go and grab something to eat. I was surprised when Doug's roommate, Warren, answered the door. He was hardly ever home.
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Prologue
16 years ago
Samantha Raney took a deep breath and followed her DSS caseworker into the group home. She shoved her fear deep down and told herself over and over again that this would be a better life, even if she was passed around the system. Her mother died from a drug overdose a year ago and left her in the hands of her junkie boyfriend, Earl. Her mother was never going to win mother of the year, but at least she made sure that Sam had something to eat and clean clothes to wear.
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