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		<title>DESPERATION !!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 May 2002 16:08:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Donna Gilbert was desperate! Her husband of thirty-eight years had suddenly passed away, leaving her not only lonely, but also extremely frustrated! Mike had not only been a fine provider, but he also made sure that his wife was taken care of sexuall]]></description>
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		<title>The Mile High Club</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2002 14:13:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Trent Boyd hefted his small attache' case into the over head compartment and sat down in the aisle seat and waited for the 737 to take off. Leaving the bone chilling cold of Detroit to spend a long weekend in New Orleans was enough to bring a smile]]></description>
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		<title>THE AFFAIR STORY</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2002 17:33:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is a second marriage for both Elaine and myself and when Elaine and I began dating we were also dating others as well. Elaine and I began sleeping together on our first date, actually we had returned to her apartment after a movie, and while I w]]></description>
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		<title>The Room Mate</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2002 18:15:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was two weeks into her freshman year and Marcie was finally getting the hang of college life. The difference between college and high school was stunning, and it took a little getting used to! There was no one there to tell you what to do, when to]]></description>
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		<title>Arrears</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2002 18:13:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA["Please sit down," Nancy said to Miss Danon, "would you care for some coffee?" "This isn't a social call, Mrs. Wyatt," Ellie Danon shot back stiffly, I want to keep this meeting to strictly business!" "Uh, sure," Nancy stammered, "I just thought...."]]></description>
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		<title>Kinky Concert</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2002 16:04:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ok...so here I was, sitting on a blanket, waiting for the outdoor concert to begin.  I don't know who was playing, just some local bands...but it was a good excuse to get out of the house, get drunk, and maybe get laid or something.  I was reaching]]></description>
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		<title>Laura The Adult Baby</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2002 17:57:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Petra Olson was busy getting everything ready for Laura's arrival. "Let's see," she said out loud, "diapers, bottle with formula, baby toys, baby powder, and baby oil." "That ought to do it," she continued, placing everything in the s]]></description>
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		<title>BLONDE IN THE ORIENT</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2002 17:50:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Marla wiggled her ass in the face of the half drunken Japanese businessman, he reached out and slipped his hand between her legs and ran a finger along her g-string covered crack. After the quick feel, he stuck a thousand yen into her waist band and]]></description>
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		<title>THE OLIVE TREE</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2002 20:22:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A confused sub came before a wise Master who adored her. She felt that to submit to him would mean she would open her heart to unbearable pain should he ever leave her. She hungered for him and needed him, but was ready to walk away in panic.

The]]></description>
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