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I pulled up to our local hangout. A ABC Liquer Bar in Jacksonvile, Florida. A few of my brothers were hanging outside. We belong to a national motorcycle club. As we were shooting the shit out front drinking some Bud longnecks, this young kid pulls up on a brand new Evolution Harley, the first year they came out. He was dressed out in new leathers from head to foot. Couldn't have been more than

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By Abstracter Patty was hectically running around trying to get ready for her up coming wedding. The hall, the flowers, the cake, the guest list, the hotel arrangements for the guests, the food, and the list never seemed to end. With just three weeks to go, she did not think she was going to make it. Greg had tried to help but he never seemed to do any of the planning right so Patty just

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Now what was I going to do? The question struck to my core. For months, I had been making pretty good money selling adult novelties in people's homes, much like Tupperware parties, except, well, not just anyone was invited. And this is what happens when you don't know your hostess. My husband, Steven, and I had needed some extra money, and a small article in our newspaper had piqued my

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By MrGrey Part 1 "Oh God, oh God, oh God," Jamie Buske whispered to herself, crying. She was sitting on a bench in the park. It was the only place she could think of to go. Jamie is a pretty red head, nice figure. She's wearing a business suit. "Cutbacks...cutbacks..." she repeated it to herself, almost not believing the meaning of the word. The word seemed like some kind of a curse on her.

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