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		<title>JUST LIKE OLD TIMES</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Teri just had to get away from it all, she had just buried her husband a little over three months ago, and everything around her reminded her of him. After thirty seven years of marriage to such a wonderful man, it was hard to get up in the morning and face the day! Teri&#8217;s two [...]]]></description>
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		<title>FIRED</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Glenda stumbled from Mr. Avery&#8217;s office with her eyes full of tears. This couldn&#8217;t be happening to her, she had been with the company for over three years and this was the thanks she got! She passed Mrs. London&#8217;s desk on the way to her own, and as she walked past it she said, &#8220;I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>EXPOSED</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was so hot and sticky, Angela was sure that the other riders of the bus could smell it as well. Her cunt, her pussy, her quim, call it what you liked, but at this very moment Angela&#8217;s vagina was leaking like a dripping water faucet! Now if she had worn panties, well then maybe [...]]]></description>
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		<title>THE FITTING</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Awwww mom, do I hafta,&#8221; cried Judy Kilmer!?! &#8220;Now be quiet and sit still,&#8221; her mother admonished her, &#8220;we&#8217;ll be there in a few minutes!!!&#8221; Judy turned her head and looked sullenly out the passenger door window, dreading her first visit to her mother&#8217;s lingerie shop. &#8220;Jesus,&#8221; she thought to herself, &#8220;I&#8217;m only eighteen years [...]]]></description>
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		<title>MORNING SUGAR</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[As June Halstrom sat at her kitchen table drinking her morning cup steaming hot black coffee, she thought, &#8220;God, I wish I could just sit here all day!&#8221; It was cold outside, about twenty degrees, and June involuntarily pulled her terry cloth bathrobe tighter around her body. She had a lot of errands to run [...]]]></description>
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		<title>BOMBS AWAY</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s 1941 London, England. The Nazis are using there superior air power to try and bring Winston Churchill and the people of England to there knees. The only thing standing between Hitler and the total conquest of England and the rest of Europe for that matter, was a relatively small contingent of fliers known as [...]]]></description>
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		<title>FRISCO</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lisa Rivers couldn&#8217;t believe she was finally here-CASTRO STREET!!! Being gay and from a small town in Kentucky, you could feel mighty lonely, but here in San Francisco, the mecca for gays and lesbians, being queer was almost a badge of honor! Just walking down the street and seeing men arm in arm, and women [...]]]></description>
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		<title>THE VISITOR</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gwen anxiously climbed the stairs to the apartment she shared with her room mate, Anna, who had promised her a big surprise when she got home from work. All day she had been wondering what it would be, and it had been driving her crazy!!! Fumbling with her key, she heard Anna yell from inside [...]]]></description>
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		<title>CLAIRE #6: CLOSE SHAVE</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Claire carried the chips and dip on a tray into the family room where her two good friends Jill and Vera were watching a soap on the television. &#8220;Hurry up with that, I&#8217;m hungry,&#8221; said a famished Vera! &#8220;You don&#8217;t look hungry,&#8221; kidded Jill while her friend made a face at her before diving right [...]]]></description>
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		<title>HARD NIPPLES</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 15:05:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Steffi Lange swep into her office with a grim look on her face while her executive assistant, Shelly Engel, rolled her eyes and thought to herself, &#8220;Oh shit, it&#8217;s gonna be one of those days!!!&#8221; After pouring a fresh cup of coffee, she knocked on Steffi&#8217;s door and entered he boss&#8217;s office. &#8220;Here&#8217;s your coffee [...]]]></description>
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