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Well, you’ll never be able to pee with it like this

Sunlight in my eyes, burning through the eyelids, hot on the rest of my body, bad case of cotton-mouth, and an overwhelming need to take that nice long first leak of the day. Not the best way to wake up in the world, but not bad by any means.

Last night came back slowly, and I recalled I was on the deck where I had curled up with a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream as the party wound down. My slight headache confirmed I had probably landed here as opposed to choosing to find a nice place to sleep off my happy buzz, but probably before I had completely ruined myself for today. Not bad.

Still hadn’t opened my eyes. Wasn’t planning to. Bright sun, bad karma. I reached down to the deck and felt around, hoping… no, not a bottle… no, not that bottle… ugh, what was that, salsa? Shit. Ah, there we go – sunglasses! Both hands involved now, open the frames, slip them over my ears, much darker now. Nice.
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Dirty files – Where things heat up

As Charlene, my mother-in-law, approached, I could see that
she’d changed into a black silk robe that rode to her mid-thigh. She’d
kept her heels on, but taken off her earrings.

Come here, I said, stroking my dick lasciviously in her
direction.

Charlene smiled and stood a few feet in front of me. I could
see the swell of her breasts and her nipples jutting through the silk
fabric. She spread her legs apart and grasped the robe’s tie in her
hands.

Meet SylverFox, she said as she tossed her shoulder length
silver hair over her shoulder and untied her robe.
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Dirty Files 1.

I’ll admit, things were pretty rough the first year after I
divorced Vickie. Bachelorhood just wasn’t the same now, now that I was
29, now that I had a house in the suburbs and a 9 to 9 job, and all
the rest of the goodies that come with modern adulthood. It was tough
to meet people and I was getting very lonely, especially around the
holidays. My family was split up all over the country and I just
couldn’t get up the energy to listen to all of them dissect my split.
Instead, I stayed home and stewed in my juices.
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PEACH PIT AFTER HOURS

It had been a particularly good night at the Peach Pit After Dark Club.
Valerie Malone was more than pleased as she tossed the wad of cash into the
safe. A few more nights like this and the place might actually start turning
a profit. She smiled a broad smile as the safe slammed shut. The night’s
take was especially satisfying since all of the snobby Beverly Hills girls
were there to see how well she was doing. Donna Martin, Kelly Taylor, Claire
Arnold, Andrea Zuckerman-Vasquez and even Brenda Walsh, fresh off the plane
from London, were on hand to see. Val had every reason to feel proud of
herself.
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Teen summer romance 3.

“I thought you would take over the department back home. When did
moving come up?”

“Yesterday I overheard someone say that if the company bought my plan
I would get the new office that had just been finished. Two
secretaries were talking in the ladies room while I was there. I just
stayed in the stall until they left. See how gossip can help?”

“If we move can I go to Capitol High? They have the best debating
coach in the state.”

“I thought you would be upset about moving and you already have a
school picked out. Don’t be disappointed if I don’t get the job.”, Mom
said and gave me a peck on the cheek as she left the table to get
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Teen summer romance 2.

Paddling back across the lake, we discovered that muscles unused to
this activity had grown stiff and sore. We bitched, joked, and
complained to each other as we worked out the stiffness and warmed to
the task of paddling. The sun sank behind the mountains and a light
breeze cooled us as we dug in harder with our paddles to move faster.
Neither of us wanted to be out on the lake in pitch darkness before
the moon came up.

After a stint of determined paddling we arrived at twilight. I helped
Mom carry things back to the cabin and then went out back to start the
generator. When I came inside Mom was taking a shower so I sat on the
porch and watched the moon come up and bathe the mountains in a wash
of silver light. When Mom finished I showered while she put together a
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Teen sex in summer

I considered myself a pretty normal teenager if perhaps a
little nerdy. I wasn’t into team sports but I enjoyed Physical
Education and running. On the academic side, I made good grades and
was an honor student my freshman year of high school. The one
extracurricular activity I enjoyed was the debating team. I was one of
only two freshmen who made the team.

Girls seldom found me interesting unless they were having trouble with
their homework so my social life was pretty close to zero. I was
driven by all the demons that prompt teenage boys to seek female
company but I found most girls my age tedious and they thought I was
some kind of geek. The conversational subjects that interested them
was a foreign language to me so after a few minutes I ran out of
things to say in response to their chatter. How was I ever going to
make the big connection with a girl when I couldn’t hold her interest
for more than a few minutes? The only way I made the big connection
was in the bathroom alone with a worn copy of an adult magazine my Dad
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A maiden aunt

My father was killed in an industrial accident when I was just thirteen. After
the shock of his loss passed my mother decided to sell our suburban home and
move to the country away from everything that reminded her of dad and the
work he had done. She was also of the opinion that in a rural community I
would have a better environment for growing up without a father.

She found a nice house on a small acreage about a mile from a little farming
town far from the city where I had been born. We moved as soon as school let
out for the summer and I began the adjustment from a city boy to country
bumpkin. It was no easy task, I can assure you. I missed all the conveniences of
suburbia. There were no little stores on the corner or shopping malls a short
walk from home. There weren’t any corners except farm roads and the nearest
movie was a long bike ride into town.
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Nude chubby girls

Chyanne had always been a larger girl, with curves that made her stand out from the crowd. Despite her size, she was full of life and had a bubbly personality that drew people to her. But there was always a part of her that felt self-conscious about her body.

One day, Chyanne decided to join a local gym in order to improve her fitness and lose some weight. She was nervous at first, worried that people would judge her or make fun of her. But to her surprise, she found that the gym was a welcoming and supportive place, full of people who were working towards their own goals.

Chyanne threw herself into her workouts, pushing herself to run faster, lift heavier weights, and stretch further than she ever thought possible. She felt a sense of pride and accomplishment every time she reached a new goal, and her confidence grew with each passing day.
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JASMINE & THE PURPLE PANTIES

Jasmine looked the contents of the table over.
It was unbelievable the junk people put in a garage-
sale. Joke toilet-paper; one oversized golf-tee; more
ashtrays than 10 smokers could use. Just junk! Even
the clothes were junk. She had hoped to at least get
a laugh out of the stuff. Coming out to the area where
the “rich folks” lived had been a lark. Supposedly,
people who were wealthier, would have a better class
of garage-sale. Not from what she could see here
though.
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