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29 May 2008, 8:02 am / Full of life
Lately, my sex drive had been pretty high. Sadly, my hubby had been unable to keep up, so when he left town on a business trip I took matters into my own hands. I had been chatting on-line to a number of females and decided to take chatting to the next level and this is the story
I heard a knock on the door. I glance at the clock, not a minute late, not a minute too early, a good start. I open the door; Leanne stood in the doorway, her head bowed, wearing a white silk blouse, knee length skirt and black "sensible" shoes. Leanne was carrying a small bag in her left hand. "Enter," I said firmly as I opened the door just long enough for Leanne to slide through, her shoulder length hair moving gently as she entered. Leanne looked be in her early twenties. "Do you have any disabilities or medical conditions?" I asked. Leanne shook her head. "No, none that I know of." "Good. Take off your clothes," I commanded once "I'm sorry?" asked Leanne. "Look, I don't have time for all this getting-to-know-you bullshit, OK? If you want to do this, then you have to do exactly as I say, otherwise you should leave right now.
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