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Alice was bored. At eighteen she was old enough to be on her own but she still lived at home and with both of her parents working 50+ hours a week she was bored out of her skull most of the time and she wasn't allowed to have friends over when they weren't home. She'd already done her chores, finished a book, and surfed the net and it was only 11:00 a.m. Usually she could spend all day looking up porn, one of her favorite things to do but recently her Mom had found a few pictures she'd downloaded and forgot to delete.

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It was almost 9:00 PM when he finally took the elevator down from his office. It had been a stressful day, the boss on a rampage, pressure to complete a major report with the deadline unexpectedly moved ahead. He had worked his ass off to get it done, but now found at least some personal satisfaction in knowing it was finished and that he had done his best on it. And to top things off, his ex had been on the phone several times during the day, bitching at him about god knows what.

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There are many moments in life that one can see as stunning; I am witnessing such a moment. My home is in the mountains of Pennsylvania, when the snow falls across the landscape, especially around the holidays it reminds me that God,in his infinite wisdom, allows us the time to reflect and remember the beauty in our lives. It has been some time since I've written of my deliciously decadent liaisons. As you know, I am a lover of older men.

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Chapter One David Parker moved in next door a little over a year ago and quickly became friends with my parents. David is forty-two-years old, making him three years their junior, and the three of them spend a few nights each week playing cards or sitting on the patio talking and watching the sun go down. Since he 's been divorced for ten years mom is always trying to set him up with one of her friends, but it never works out.

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Isn't the unforeseen relationship perhaps the very best of all possible pairings in life? Most of us grow up believing that we will in fact meet that ideal someone who will be our lifelong partner. Young girls dream of the prince charming they read about in fairytales, riding in on a white stallion, their first kiss, the dreamy wedding and life happily ever after.

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"Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them" - Thoreau Stepping into the break room, Tom was pleased to see that his usual seat next to Cerina wasn't taken. Cerina smiled at him as he sat down to her left. Her face was one of life's secret pleasures for Tom. "Hi, Cerina," Tom said with a shy smile.

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"Hi Brian, what are you wearing right how?" The voice on the telephone was low and rough as if she wasn't quite awake. "Not much." He answered her, but couldn't figure out who she was. The voice sounded faintly familiar, but he was not sure he knew who it belonged to. Brian wasn't doing much. In fact, he was standing in the bedroom, wearing only a towel around his neck, trying to decide if he wanted to go to bed early, or pull on some sweats, fix a late supper, and then open his briefcase and read for a couple of hours.

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"Grace arrived late last night. Poor thing was tired after the red eye flight from Toronto," Mia said taking a seat at the breakfast table. At those words, James dropped the muffin he was about to eat into his coffee mug. The resulting splash sprinkled not only on the pale blue damask table cloth, but his shirt as well. Trying to cover up his flub, he responded to his sister's comment.

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After a signature and a handshake, I escorted my newest client to the door. It was easily the biggest account I'd ever landed. My team and I had a lot of work ahead of us to make sure they were happy. It was our first state-wide campaign, and a steal from a competitor. If we pulled it off, it could mean big things for the company.

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The summer I turned eighteen I had an internship at the Public Library. The one downtown, you know the one? It's tall, the tall white building, near the court house, probably built in the 1970s, with lots of windows and really boring looking. And if you think it is lame looking on the outside, don't even bother going in. My internship was for this stupid honors program that my mom insisted I participate in every year.

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