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        <title>An Electrician&apos;s Choice</title>
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        <description>Pam watched Debbie with wide eyes. Debbie took a pack of cigarettes out of her purse, put one in her mouth and lit it. She inhaled deeply, tilted her head back, and blew the smoke into the air. Debbie</description>
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        <title>My Cousin - 2</title>
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        <description>As Judy was staying with us and we ended up sharing a common bed. Which translated into us fucking each other every night or morning or sharing the bathroom.By now we were really well versed with each</description>
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        <title>Free Fare</title>
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        <description>Tessa and I had been at the bar all night and had way too much to drink so they called us a taxi. After about thirty minutes and another drink later the taxi arrived and she and I piled into the back </description>
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        <title>For A Good Cuz</title>
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        <description>That summer my friends couldn&apos;t agree on much. Music sports, cars, we&apos;d argue about almost anything. We&apos;d even argue about girls, though none of us really knew much about them. When it came to girls, </description>
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        <title>Miss Varley the Math Teacher</title>
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        <description>Miss Varley the Math Teacherby jallen944jallen944@yahoo.comEthan stood at his locker, leaning back against the wall. The school looked different from his new perspective, and he wasn&apos;t sure what it w</description>
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        <title>My Cousin - 1</title>
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        <description>Judy had come to stay with us, using our apartment as a launch pad to commute to work (until she got the hang of things). She worked at the airport and we did not live very far from the airport.We liv</description>
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        <title>Hockey Camps</title>
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        <description>Hockey Campby Jack Allenjallen@burpingfrog.comEthan sat in Dr. Herbert's office waiting room with Mom, feeling terribly embarrassed and ashamed.  Had he known he needed to get a physical before going </description>
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        <title>A Whisky &amp; Lemonade</title>
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        <description>A Whisky &amp; Lemonade by Jack Allenjallen@burpingfrog.comEthan ran upstairs to his bedroom to get dressed. He put on a pair of boxer shorts. His dick was not as hard as before, but it hung out the left </description>
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        <title>My Fist Time - ch 2</title>
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Walking down the hall to her bedroom was exciting. AlthoughI already had her juices on my chin, I felt nervous and shy.The room was warm and comfortable, candles provided thelighting and there was a </description>
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        <title>My First Time</title>
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        <description>Our first contact was when she winked at me. I was new to thescene. She was not. I winked back and waited. The next dayshe sent an email that she found my profile interesting.I had checked hers out to</description>
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