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Beth Ann, having satisfied herself with my help, dozed in my arms.I was wide awake, thinking about what Mark had said on the phone earlier and on our date last night. Beth Ann's breasts rested in my hands, her pointy nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. She soon stirred, prodded bymy gentle squeeze. She turned toward me, sleepy eyed, blonde hair in her face. We kissed.
"She's happy now?" I asked as I patted her pussy.
"She is for now, but she'll need your special treatment again soon,"Beth Ann replied wearily.
"The sooner, the better."
Beth Ann stayed with me the rest of the afternoon. It had been a big weekend for me, starting on Friday at around 7PM, ending with Beth Ann's crescendo of an hour ago. I was weary and it showed. Beth Ann leftjust afterdinner.
"Good bye for now, my love," said she as she embraced and kissed me.
"I love you, Precious," I replied with a pinch.
She left, but not before kissing me, squeezing my boobs,andslapping my ass.
I called Mark. "Hi handsome. How are you?" I asked ina sultry voice.
"Good, Kathy. How are you?"
"Happy. I thought about those things you said. It makes perfect sense. Sorry I didn't catch on sooner."
"You just needed time to think. Do you feel better now?"
I've become so bewildered by seeingloser girls getting the best guys. By girls who have no looks, are selfish, have a bad ...

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I sat there in the same bar as I do every week, watching couples go to and from the bar holding hands and kissing, I had that familiar feeling wash over me, a little something called jealousy. Everyone I knew had girlfriends or boyfriends and I had no one. I sat in the same spot, I never had any attention… then suddenly I thought to myself, Get over it, you sound pathetic. I decided to get up and get another drink; getting drunk sounded great. I went to the bar and waited to be served.
“What can I get you?” the bar man said to me.
“Archers and lemonade on the rocks please,” I told him.
“I’ll get that, put it on my tab,” a female voice broke in from beside me. I turned and looked at this spectacular beauty in front of my eyes – she was unbelievable.
“Yeah sure Nina,” the man told her back. I looked at her in awe; she smiled at me and took a seat beside me.
“Why is such a beautiful lady alone?” she asked. She was American but she had a broken accent – Indian, I’m guessing. I could tell by her clothes: she had the most beautiful sari on that I had ever seen, baby pink, that was covered in jewels and glitter, it covered her legs and the top half of her body but left her midriff on show.
“I’m just unlucky I ...

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This story goes out to all of those who have loved and left someone in the years where practicality holds no place next to ego; all those who eventually find that person againyears later and realize that whatthey were looking for was actually what they'd let go all those years ago.
This one is foryou.
***
"Is this Jennifer Paulo?Hey. It's Dana, from Wesley. Do you remember me? I know it was a long time ago, but..." Dana trailed off over the phone.
"Dana? Dana Fields? Oh, wow. Of course I remember you! Though I haven't seen you in, what,twelve years? How's life treating you?" Jen queried.
"Everything's fine. Um, listen, I was wondering if you'restill in contact with Jayna Lee."
There was a slight pause at the other end of the line.
"I think so. I haven't seen her since '05 but I still have her number around here somewhere," Jen told Dana. "Hey, don't mind me asking, but weren't you guys in a tiff back in school?"
"Yeah. ButI just wondered how she was doing and such." It was an outright lie, but hell, the truth was too complicated for aconversation over thephone.
Jayna's number in hand, Dana chatted with Jen for a few more minutes. And she remembered with unnerving detaila point in time when Jen had called all men sons of bitches and declared that she would never marry.
"So, Jen," Dana said into the mobile, "How many ...

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The bright morning sun shone through a small gap in the curtains, causing light to fall randomly around the room. There was still a slight chill to the air as the day fought back the previous night’s cold, making this a perfectly comfortable morning for lazing around in bed.

I stirred slightly from my slumber beneath the soft cotton sheets, a warm loving smile spreading across my lips as my body slowly brought me back to consciousness. Slowly my eyes began to open, still sealed within the night’s sleep, reaching my arm out to the space beside me where my lover was supposed to be, still in her slumber. I sat up slightly as my arm fell across nothing but the cotton sheets and pillows. Slowly my gaze made its way around the room, searching for the one who makes my heart beat with such intensity.

A slight thump from the room down the hall caught my attention, and with a small yawn and stretch, I slipped from the warm covers of my bed and into the chilled fresh morning air. Brushing the hair from my eyes, I slowly walked towards the full-length mirror and peered at it with one eye still half open. I saw myself as I did every morning when I would rise from my sleep, tired, hungry, and naked. I stood roughly 5 feet 4 inches tall, tanned skin and well toned body, dyed black hair, which was ...

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It was a hot day, the kind where you could feel the sweat dripping down your back, chilling as it fell. I was welcoming the heat on the front porch with a glass of sweet tea, watching the women walk down the street in crotch cutters and bathing suit tops, swinging their hips, asking for it. Waiting for my girlfriend to go back to work from her lunch break she comes down the stairs in her polo and khakis, dripping sweat herself. She was the butch and I the bitch. We never make love anymore. She always tells me that she is too old. She is tired, sore and wants to sleep. I on the other hand think that she is suffering a deep depression. But I can’t help but not care. After the summer we have been through together the tears and the up all nights, I feel that I am owed more than a once a month go in the sheets and a peck on the forehead good bye every day. Looking forward to those little signs of affection just aren’t doing it for me anymore. I miss the love that we used to make, the first time sex. The sex that is clumsy, but if you have the right chemistry you can giggle about it. Needless to say I am restless and looking for some love. Tia, my girlfriend, walks out the back door and I can hear her car door slam. I already have the telephone in ...

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I dropped on my bed and began to cry. I sobbed in my pillow; she had no idea of what she was doing to me, and now I had to tell her we couldn’t see each other anymore.
“Hey what’s wrong?” I heard someone say. I saw Carmen standing there, looking beautiful as always.
“Nothing, give me two minutes and I’ll get my clothes on,” I told her. She walked over to my bed and sat down, she pulled me up and wrapped her arms around me, and held me close, she smelled so good, which made me sob even more.
“Come on baby, tell me what’s wrong?” she soothed.
“I can’t do this anymore Carmen, I can’t hurt Chloe, she’s my best friend, she would never speak to me again if she found out, it’s going to kill me not being to be with you, but we have to stop, I’m sorry,” I sobbed. Tears filled her eyes, and held me closer, we heard Chloe finish in the bathroom, we pulled away and Carmen left my bedroom. I wiped my tears and got dressed. It was half 7, I had half an hour before Jay was coming to pick us up, I just sat and thought about what I was going to do. Before I knew it I heard a beep coming from outside, he was bloody early.
“So you guys are lesbians then?” Jay asked intriguingly. I shook my head so embarrassed. He was all over ...

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'Honey, get up!' Leah repeated as she struggled to wake her lover. Hayley was an adorable little thing, much more so when she was cocooned in their bed covers. But this wasn't the time to be admiring little nymphs! Leah scrambled to the window yet again. Hayley's parents were getting out of their car. Shit!
'Hayley, Hayley. Darling, please get up. I've got no idea how to deal with your parents,' Leah mumbled as she attempted to tap Hayley awake. On the word 'parents', Hayley's head shot up and her dark eyes became fully alert.
'Parents, Lee? My parents? Here?' she shrieked, her voice unbelievably loud for a person who had just awoken from deep slumber.
'Yeah, they're coming up now,' Leah explained, slipping on her boxers. Shehad always beenthe calm one. Well, almost always. This was an exception.When your lovers' parents were halfway up your doorstep, wouldn't you panic, too?
'Did they tell you they were coming?' Leah queried again as she pulled her hands through the sleeves of her button-down blouse and balanced her toothbrush in her mouth.
'No, they didn't!' Half-dressed and beautiful, Hayley got out her bathrobe and put it on. Leah sighed. Why hadn't she thought of that? She blamedthe unusuallack of common sense on hersplitting nerves.
'Buddy!' they hearda deep, male voice call. 'Buddy, open the door. We're here!'
A giggle escaped out of Leah's tight-lipped countenance; she couldn't help it. Buddy? Of all the ridiculous nick-names, Buddy! She laughed even harder.
Well, ...

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Ria was cold. The chill from the winds not only froze her hands and feet, but seemed to be extending their expertise by stealing the warmth from her senses as well. She couldn't tell north from south and that worried her. A lot.
Hergelding whinnied even as she looked for a sanctuary; any place where she could rest her head and defend her anatomy from the cold. Lady luck wasn't on her side that night, however. Ria couldn't seem to spot even a tree to hide under within a three-hundred mile radius. Damn it all. She was going to kick the bucket and no one would find her body till the summer, most probably. Not a single soul around these parts would be able to identify her frost-bitten body. The very thought of that sent an unwelcome shiver down her spine. As if she wasn't suffering enough.
And then she saw it, her eyes drinking in the sight of the cabin like a man lost in a desertguzzling new-found water. Ria just hoped that the inhabitants of the household would be nice enough to put her up for the night, be it in their stable or bedroom. She didn't care. She just wanted a liaison with sleep. Even her eyelids begged for it as she dragged herself across the terrain. She didn't know if it was the hunger or the cold that made her drowsy, but one thing was for sure, she wouldn't end up as some unidentified frozen slab ...

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I was eighteen, she was thirty, I was a student in her English class, she was also my form tutor, we were very close, closer than students and teachers should be. She was beautiful, shoulder length dark hair, big brown eyes, full lips and gorgeous cheek bones, she had a figure to die for, her tight shirts and knee length skirts leave nothing to the imagination. You can see her white bra through her shirt, her full breasts peak over the top, my mouth goes dry every time I see her, I get a lump in my throat and butterflies in my tummy when she looks at me, I love how her hair falls in front of her face when she’s reading, the way she touches my hand when she’s talking to me, her giggle when I tell her a joke and the way her nose crinkles when she smiles, I was totally head over heels in love with her and there was nothing I could do about it.
“I think today we’ll start off with a bit of poetry, then go on to talk about Jane Austin, Pride and Prejudice today,” Miss Lopez quoted to the class. I looked her up and down with a gratifying smile, she was the most gorgeous women I had ever seen, she was totally mesmerising, she had me going crazy, completely out of my mind. She handed out the poetry books, when she passed mine she gave me the cheekiest smile and I ...

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Mark also called during the week.It was so nice to hear him talk and to talk to him. I wanted to see him and hold him and kiss him and more.
"I'm looking forward to Saturday night," I said.
"I amtoo, Kathy.Imade dinner reservations for usat Le Maison Rose. It's a French restaurant not far from the concert hall.The orchestra performs at 8:00PM.Our reservations are for 6:00. Their menu is quite varied and I'm sureyou'll be able to findan entreeyou'll like. I'll pick you up at 5:30. Is that OK with you?" he asked.
OK with me? I was ecstatic. "Yes, that's a good time for me, Mark."
"Good. See you Saturday at 5:30." He rang off.
As usual, Beth Ann came over on Friday around 7:00 o'clock. Her snug Banana Republic Classic Boot Cut blue jeans hugged her lithe body nicely. She wore a Jones New York satin 'Organza' blouseover a stretch knit tank top.Her blonde hairspilled over her shoulders onto the nickel-colored top. She wore a sash around her waist with a bow tied on her side. Thebow drew attention to her flat midsection and her curvy hips.A touch of rose blushbrightened her high cheekbones. Her black Anne Klein New York 'Hazel' pumpswere simple but elegant and enhanced her height. She looked long and lean. She didn't need to spend a lot on clothes; she could wear anything and look good. She wheeled her overnight bag behind her.
"Stop right there, Precious," I said. Her face fell.

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