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Sometimes a man's path of action is planned out over days, or weeks, or months, and follows well-practiced steps to an anticipated place. And other times... When I got out of the car at Oakwood Mall on that Saturday afternoon in June, I had no thoughts for adventure, risk, pleasure. I just needed to go to Sears and buy a couple of tools.

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It was tradition among our friends to camp out in Jake's backyard at least once every summer. Jake had a giant tent, with three rooms and two closets. The first time we ever set it up it took us two hours. Working under the hot summer sun, joking and sweating, we were confident and untouchable. We were seniors this year, nearing maturity, working out every chance we had. Needless to say, we were very in shape.

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Our family spent two weeks every summer at a seaside holiday camp. We had been going there for years and knew most of the families who also took their holiday over that same two week slot. There were heaps of kids and the adults all enjoyed socialising with each other. At eighteen I was one of the older of the "children" in the group which was good in some ways but a bit of a drag in others.

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PRELUDE Shelia Jones always left the house to go to work by 8:00 AM. This particular Thursday morning she did not feel well so she called in and left a message at the office that she would not be in that day. Then she went back to sleep and didn't wake up until almost noon. She eased out of bed and took care of her personal needs in the bathroom.

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As a new college professor, I was still getting used to being back on a campus. I had spent a few years after graduating in private industry before deciding to go back for my doctoral studies. During those studies, I knew that my calling lied in teaching and started looking for a university position.

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If you have never been to Copenhagen, I swear you should go. It is a truly wonderful city by the sea. The inhabitants are hospitable, fun loving and to a surprisingly abundant degree, exceptionally good looking. The legend says that centuries ago, Vikings kidnapped the most beautiful women during their conquering visits to Europe, and deposited them back in Scandinavia to raise their offspring, resulting in the tendency for tall, blonde, healthy and attractive generations to follow.

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This is a true story. At least it's the way I remember it. John and I had known each other since high school. He was a tall, dark, athletic and an extremely handsome "lady-killer". I never had a problem getting dates, but it was usually because I was John's best friend. Getting laid was a little harder, but sometimes the promise of a date with John would do the trick.

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It was a warm Saturday night in June. I was preparing for my best friend Tasha's graduation party and I'd chosen a short white sundress, one that that hugged my boobs and barely covered the top of my thighs. It was my last ditch effort to seduce her before we both left for college. With her beautiful cocoa skin, pouty lips and round curves, I hadn't been able to stop fantasizing about her for the last year.

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"Hi I'm Steve." The girl looked up quickly and turned slightly away, hands defensively covering her middle. She needn't have bothered. I had always liked curvy girls and when I had come around the corner of the narrow overgrown trail that led down the hillside to the secluded beach I had stopped to admire her.

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Tomas was going to spend his senior year of High School on exchange. He had decided to go to America to work on his English and he had always wanted to visit there. His friends assured him that American girls are easy, the school work is easy and he would have a great time. Tomas ignored them, for the most part. He knew that girls are pretty much the same in Spain or England or Japan. He was not interested in an easy girl, but instead thought it would be nice to find a really cool American girl.

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