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My morning had been crazy, four new cases and I was the only one available to take them. I was beginning to think that the day was never going to end. I listened to an endless amount of griping and bickering, and that was from my colleagues. Some how I thought pro bono work would be more gratifying. I love my work on most levels, but the people I have to deal with, namely the other lawyers, are enough to make you reconsider your career path. I guess the reason why that morning felt like it was dragging was because I had scheduled my afternoon off. My best friend from high school was going to be in town and we were going to get together for lunch. She and I had talked on the phone for the past six years, but never actually got to see each other since graduation. We were both afraid we wouldn’t click like back in the day.

I had killed the lioness. Though I usually do my shooting with a movie camera, I’m also pretty good with a rifle. Africa is a long way from the ranch in Wyoming that I grew up on but I’ve found that a lot of my childhood skills come in handy now that I’m making wildlife documentaries. We brought the carcass of the lioness into the village to show them that “she who steals babies” was dead. The big celebration came as no surprise, the sick cat had been feeding off their infants for the past year. She was old and they were easy and tender prey. They had every right to be happy and, after three months on the savanna, we were eager to party. The celebration was just fine and I wasn’t even too surprised that they wanted to honor us, even though I kept trying to explain through my interpreter, Amadi, that at least half of it had been dumb luck. If it made them feel good to give us a few small gifts, as long as they weren’t leaving themselves busted, I guess I couldn’t see no harm. The thing about the chief’s daughter, though, had me a bit uncomfortable.

Jodi lay curled up in her bed, her mind lost in the dark mystery that she had been reading for the past two hours. Always the shy and modest type, Jodi let herself become the daring, strong, sensuous and even helpless characters in each book that she read, her name became their name, the world on paper, becoming her reality. As a thunderstorm roared overhead, she snuggled in deeper beneath her blankets and read on… focusing… letting herself sink deeper into the paperback contained world… becoming…

THE ARGUMENT.

Browsing through the items all neatly layed out, Jessica looked

My name is Ellen and my husband Brian describes me as a very pretty MILF with curly shoulder-length red hair and blue eyes; I am in my mid fifties; 5’4”, 120lb, with 34C/D nice firm natural breasts with sensitive pinkish-brown nipples, a nice round silky smooth ass, long straight legs and a tight partially shaved pussy.

She smiled and closed the door behind her. I started my lunch and opened the notebook. It was heavy and had many sections. I’ll highlight the most interesting sections here.

Jill slid behind a huge oak tree. She watched the mailman advance toward 1793 Norwalk Avenue. So far the morning had been unsuccessful, but she was sure she would catch him in the act. After all, he had been doing this for three years now. Jill had to find out, the suspense was killing her. Also, her reputation as the neighborhood gossip had to be upheld.

“Shhhhhhhh,” His breath tickling her ear. “Shhhh, now. Stay still.”

I am slave leigh. my Master’s name is dark Hunter. I am allowed to call Him Dark Hunter, Sir or Master.

So the big night arrives and Ms. Rimmer comes over for dinner. Ric is a fabulous cook and tonight he served us an Italian meal with salad and bread and desert.

I was in my early thirties when I discovered the pleasures of dildos. I had been with my boyfriend of the time for a while, and we started talking about getting into playing with toys. After a lot of talking we got one, and I found that I really liked getting fucked with it. We split up a while after that, and I got custody of the dildo.

Lisa…

I couldn’t wait to get home. My day had been an absolute waste of time. Not to mention the entire last month had been undone. I’d been working so damned hard to get this merger all set up to basically run itself and some dick head decided he had a better idea. Needless to say, it wasn’t a better one and now I’m left to try and salvage what I can. That’s the one thing that sucks about being as good as I am at my job, when times are really black, my boss seems to think I can pull light outta my ass and shine. Ah well, its always happened like that before… problem, I’m called, no problems anymore. I just hate the stress involved and I certainly hate it when some wet behind the ears intern comes behind me and throws that corkscrew in the works.

Seated in the doctor’s office, Todd patiently awaited her return. Sifting through the pages of a magazine, he sat upon the examination table looking at the pictures. Nothing exciting, only snapshots of political events. Tossing the periodical to the side, he finally heard the door swing open with an attractive woman saying, “ Ok Todd, your tests all indicate that everything’s ok, you’ll just have to take this once every day.”

Marcus sat for a moment, enjoying the sound of birds in the trees, and the rustle of alder leaves in the gentle breeze. The bright colors of leaves and sunlight made the woods a park. With a slight smile on his face Marcus turned his piebald stud down a branch of the trail which appeared to go to the bottom of the valley, and hopefully to a river. He needed to fill his canteen and water Ruckus, the stubborn, hammer-headed horse he was sitting on… his best friend.

I’m in an exotic bathhouse.

I’d had enough! This year was supposed to be great. I’d finally made head cheerleader, the team was ranked in the top ten in every pre-season poll. Every one knew we had a good chance to make The Final Four, maybe even win the championship! Last year Bodie led us to the sweet Sixteen and we might have gone further if he hadn’t got hurt. Bodie got picked late in the first round of the NBA draft. He didn’t figure to get much playing time this first year, but figured he’d earn more as the season went on. At least that’s what he said on the phone. It’s hard to keep a relationship going when you’re living on different coasts but were giving it our best shot.

I was invited to chat to a bunch of women who were interested in the female body and how it’s reproductive system worked. They had put in a request for information on how the lactation process worked and what would be the best hormones needed for a healthy lifestyle.

She knelt before him, awaiting his pleasure. Her nude body covered with a fine layer of scented oils so that she glowed in the candlelight; her head bowed in respect, her back arched to press her breasts out for greater display. She waited, and enjoyed knowing he was drinking her in with his eyes.

“Hey, Stu, check out what I’ve found here.”

For as long as I can remember, I’ve preferred my chicks with dicks. There’s something about

I looked up at the clock and smirked quietly, while watching TV, flipping through channels. The pizza was 30 minutes late. This increased the chances that I would be getting my bread sticks for free. I loved being able to find triumph in disaster. I heard, finally, a tap on my door, and hopped up, knowing it could only be the delivery guy, with an excuse armed and ready. I opened the door, looking at my watch, and looked up from it to find a very lovely, petite brunette, her hair done up in a bun, which was held in place by what reminded me of chopsticks. She looked at me and smiled softly. Being bisexual, I of course, took the time to notice the girls just as much as the guys.

She Watched Me

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