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		<title>Lord Have Mercy</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2010/05/08/lord-have-mercy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 May 2010 13:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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<p style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong><img class="aligncenter" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3251/2979239658_337b83a2d1_m.jpg" border="0" alt="Sister in The Falls" />
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>I realize this is the Johnson’s baby daughter, all grown up now. A serious piece of ass.</strong></span></span></p>

<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>“I’m Cynthia. You remember me?”, she asks, as she looks directly at me, covering her firm breasts with a very low cut bra.</strong></span></span></p>

<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>Yeah, I remembered her. My boy used to have the hots for her when they were in High School together. She was over our house quite often in those days.</strong></span></span></p>

<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>“I just got back in from Cornell. What’s the matter, cat’s got your tongue?”</strong></span></span></p>

<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>With those words, still towel drying her long blond hair, she sits down next to me on the bed.</strong></span></span></p>]]></description>
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		<title>The Photograph</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2010/02/27/the-photograph/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 05:01:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<pre style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.photodropper.com/photos/" target="_blank"></a></pre>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/3090748784_21327088d4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="The IMPERIAL" /></a>
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">
She had a very sexy figure, though her breasts were a little on the small side. And her blue eyes shined like diamonds during her infrequent smiles...He could not understand why she had such low self esteem, why she believed that no man could ever truly love her.... 
For her part, she too was madly in love with him. But deep down she knew something would go wrong.</span></strong></p>]]></description>
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		<title>The Eyes Have It</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2010/02/24/the-eyes-have-it/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2010 05:01:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3468/3356054079_b1e59d1aab_m.jpg" border="0" alt="Summered" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">Let's put it this way. Larry didn't have the faintest idea of what he was getting into. When Sheila asked him do her a small favor, well, to be perfectly honest, another organ other than his brain was doing the thinking...She was an army brat. Lived all over the world, and on Long Island during her teen years, which is when Sheila befriended her. Then she added, "Don't say anything about her eyes"...It was upon their enterance to the disco that things started to get more than a little weird.</span></strong></p> ]]></description>
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		<title>My Blind Date</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2010/02/20/my-blind-date/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 05:01:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a title="blind-date" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38547280@N00/89467821/" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/11/89467821_e1cf957ede_m.jpg" border="0" alt="blind-date" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">Right off the bat, I have to tell you that I had sworn off blind dates quite a few years ago..."It's all right. It's no big deal. I like to people watch anyway", she said, presenting me with the most beautiful giggles I had ever heard or seen.</span></strong></p>]]></description>
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		<title>Layers &#8211; Chapter 2 Page 16</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2010/02/17/layers-chapter-2-page-16/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 05:01:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[A Hot Serial Love Story - Layers]]></category>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/38/86197730_db50fd8ea4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="These Boots...." />
<span style="color: #0000ee; text-decoration: underline;">
</span>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">She emerged rather quickly, wearing a stunning outfit. Baby blue low-cut blouse, her ample firm breasts exposed in a teasing, provocative manner. Short black skirt, not mini enough to be considered slutty, but still above the knee length. What made it all work were the near thigh high, leather boots. She was a knockout.</span></strong></p>
</script><p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">"Where to now?", Greg asked, as Paula sat on her bed, looking through her address book.</span></strong></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">"Senator McCormick", she answered. "But I'm not sure of the best way to approach him".</span></strong></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">Paula looked up at Greg, and smiled. Even though he had known her for such a short period of tome, he was able to read her mind.</span></strong></p>
<!--MBA:Zone=3-->
<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">"So give her a call", he said to Paula, wanting to show off the fact that he knew what she was thinking....</span></strong></p>

<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">Paula rose from her bed and stood before Greg, who was sitting in an over-sized chair. She positioned herself in such a way that Greg was forced to strain his neck up in order to look into her eyes. She very slowly leaned down, her mouth nearing his. He could now see down the cleavage of her blouse, and caught a glimpse of her firm breasts and erect nipples. She was not wearing a bra. He was becoming extremely aroused once again.</span></strong></p>]]></description>
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		<title>How Do You Feel ?</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2010/02/14/how-do-you-feel/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 05:03:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Dating - Love]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center; "><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/2224807319_fb1f856c16_t.jpg" border="0" alt="gordon lightfoot:if you could read my mind" /></a>
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">You know, it must have started way back, I'm talking about the days of Adam and Eve. Maybe when they got the boot from the old Garden Of Eden. Yeah, that sounds about right. That's probably the first time a guy's ever heard a chick ask, "how does this make you feel?".....The thing about it is, they just don't get it. For them, it's "I feel, therefore I am", and for us, well, if we're lucky, it's "I think, therefore I am". But mostly, it's, "I'm not dead, therefore I am".]]></description>
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		<title>Devil Or Not</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2009/12/18/devi-or-not/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 05:01:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/2969456727_75c9569117_m.jpg" border="0" alt="My Sweet Innocent Ones" /></a></strong></span></p>

<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>But now that Daniel was a sophomore in college, Susan felt herself looking at him from a different perspective. She found herself strangely attracted to him, to say the least...now, his hands resting between hers on her thigh, he felt himself sexually aroused.</strong></span></p>]]></description>
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		<title>Heartfelt Words</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 05:04:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2395/2204708406_e16a28f021_m.jpg" border="0" alt="Failed Date #1" /></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>
"I was just trying to help you out".</strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>
"By telling him I had a twin sister that was murdered?"</strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>
"Yeah. I thought it would make him feel sorry for you".</strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>
"And that would make me more attractive in his eyes?"</strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>
"You don't know much about men, do you?"</strong></span></p>]]></description>
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		<title>Layers &#8211; Chapter 2 Page 15</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2009/10/11/layers-chapter-2-page-15/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 10:27:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/21/36026254_ea35ca57b4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="Ash" width="168" height="240" /></a>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">Greg haltingly sat down directly opposite her. The water was hotter than he anticipated. Their legs rubbed up against each other beneath the surface. Paula began to drift towards Greg, slowly turning her back to him. She handed him the liquid soap. "Can you be a sweetheart and wash my back?", Paula asked.</span></strong></p>
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		<title>Layers &#8211; Chapter 2 Page 14</title>
		<link>http://storiesforsingles.com/2009/10/10/layers-chapter-2-page-14/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 04:36:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>neil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a title="Manina Bascopé_8470w" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/45879387@N00/3093712070/" target="_blank"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/3093712070_7c1a167a7a_m.jpg" border="0" alt="Manina Bascopé_8470w" /></a></p>

Descending in the elevator of Tatyana's apartment building, Greg commented "you were right. I did kind of enjoy that".

Paula did not react. 

"Greg, I'm afraid I miscalculated the urgency of the situation. I thought we had more time".

Paula was dead serious. Her demeanor had changed once again. Her expression was that of all business.

"What did Tatyana whisper in your ear?", Greg inquired.

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