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It was one of those very unusual Northeast Februarys that only come once or twice in a lifetime. Instead of being wintry, or even unseasonably cool, the weather at one o’clock in the morning was a balmy 68 degrees Fahrenheit. Ramona was standing outside her cabin, without even so much as a jacket to cover her clothing, absorbing her surroundings in disbelief. The air felt warm and close. Droplets of moisture played about her face as the heavy mist kissed her cheeks. Ramona spun around with her long arms stretched wide, allowing the drifting fog to settle upon her skin. Its unnatural warmth felt eerie. Her long, black hair lifted outwards as she spun, sending a damp caress along the back of her neck. Her nipples puckered through her clothing and she shivered a bit, once again standing still, allowing her spinning mind to come down from its high. Reaching over, she picked up her lantern and ventured forth to the edge of the woods, embracing her desire for adventure. She quickly found an entry point, an opening in last season’s brambles, and moved boldly onwards. With her lantern slicing a glowing path through the mist, she moved her way over to the hundred-year-old oak tree, a spot where she often sat on summery days, contemplating life. Her mind would wander as she sat, by her tree, her playful fingers sometimes satisfying her own needs, as she imagined lovers past and lovers yet to pleasure. She had never come here at ...

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He felt her presence immediately. He turned his head to try and get a visual on the woman whose aura jolted him with pleasure. He located her amongst a group of her friends; tall with long flowing blonde hair and dark brown eyes. She was pretty, but that wasn’t what drew him to her. Through the years he had had so many women who were more beautiful, exotic and gorgeous than she. He had pursued those women people said were ‘out of his league’ just to prove them wrong. That was until he had found a new type of woman, a new favourite target that aroused him so much more intensely than he had ever known before. Women like this one: untouched. When they succumbed to his talent of seduction, the taste was sweeter than anything. The pleasure took him to new dizzying heights that set his body on fire; the orgasms he reached wracked his body gorgeously, leaving him sated and panting. The only problem was that once had, the sweet untouched girls no longer tasted the same. Their aura changed, and the level of pleasure receded. They were only good for one night.

It had been weeks since he had last sated his appetite for a pure woman. His need was growing, his body aching for release. He sipped his drink as he quietly observed his new target, enjoying the soft waves of pleasure he received in pulses from her ...

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Leslie Amberton closed up her New Orleans-based plus-size lingerie store, Lush Pleasure, for the night. She had gone through a very tough day. Her self-centered, narcissistic boyfriend Brad had a fight while at work and then dumped her by way of a text message on her cell phone, saying she was bad for his up-and-coming celebrity image. Brad's an aspiring actor/model trying to get himself discovered. She knew he was wrong for her, because he had been trying to change her appearance and all that. He wanted her to be super skinny, trying to get her on every diet imaginable, etc. She was so mad at him, called him a selfish, egotistical douchebag. She never wanted to compromise herself for anyone.
Even her friends and family wanted her to dump him. He was no good for her for every reason. That night, she decided to go see her family in Tulane. Though she is 25 and works and lives in New Orleans on her own, Tulane is where she calls home. She called her mom and dad to let them know she was coming to see them before she went into her silver Cadillac CTS. She put on her London Fog off-white jacket just in case it rains. As she drove past city limits, the engine of her car then broke down in the middle of the road and it started raining outside. She got out of her car, took out her cell phone ...

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I pulled my dresser drawers open and scanned the line of pajamas folded neatly in a row. It was only eight at night but the stress of the day was weighing hard on my body and my mind. My roommate was gone and I was home alone for the first time in months and I was planning on taking advantage of it by slipping into some flannel pajamas and plopping myself in front of the TV.
I grabbed a pair of pajamas and thought about how my whole life seemed to be a pair of flannel PJs: boring, long… predictable. Not only was my job dull and frustrating, but I hadn’t had sex in almost a year and the lack thereof was starting to take its toll. My luck with men was so bad I started avoiding dates, and men altogether. I came home right after work, made dinner, finished some work, and went to bed. I never felt sexy and most of the time didn’t even feel like helping myself to relieve my frustrations.
I sighed and threw the pajamas back in to the drawer. Was this really what I wanted? The whole house to myself and all I was going to do was sit in front of the TV and mold? I guess if I wanted something different I was going to have to make it happen. Suddenly I remembered a box under my bed and a bag of goodies ...

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All day, Evie explored her new world with Adam Gardener. It was full of surprises. She had never seen such lush plant life and colourful flora. The earth responded to her, throwing out new tendrils of growth at her. Wherever she walked, green things grew under her feet. Shoots heaved out of the ground before her very eyes, swelled and pushed heavenward. When she smiled, or laughed, flowers grew and filled the air with their sweet scent. Adam gave her fruit to eat from several different trees. Evie did not really know how to describe them, other than that they were delicious. One had the look and texture of oranges, but tasted like a cross between pineapple and muscat grape. Another fruit could almost pass for brown bread, and the strangest one tasted just like an oatmeal bar. She turned back to look at the hothouse, but it was already hidden in the freshly advanced forest. Evie shrugged. She could feel everything, sense all the growing organisms around her. She could almost forget that she was strolling through paradise, naked, with her handsome lover, about whom she knew nothing. At that very moment, he was holding her hand possessively. Evie turned to Adam Gardener. “How is this happening?” He smiled sweetly at her, and curled a tendril of her hair round a finger. The world is responding to you and all that ...

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“Mmmm….ohh yeah…it’s building now. That’s it,” Sandy was thinking. “This could be the one. Keep it going…” Abruptly, Sandy fell out of her dream. SHIT, not again. Every time she came close to having an orgasm – she didn’t. Not in real life. Not even in her dreams. It wasn’t for a lack of trying. She dated lots of guys. They all had tried to please her. She thought about that time with Gary. Remembering how well he used his tongue against her body, she stretched on her mattress and sighed. He was certainly talented, taking her pink nipples between his lips, nibbling, licking – her wetness increasing at his every touch, announcing her readiness. She could almost feel his hot breath against her belly. It made her tingle all over. Tiny puffs of air, buffeting down to her thighs, his tongue reaching out to caress her in between – it should have been perfect. His head, between her legs now, his mouth exploring, stroking her, teasing her – he had shown such patience and tenderness. But then, like all the other times, she would build in her pleasure and just stop. That would be it. No big bang. No explosive release. The guys had always felt bad, like it was them not doing enough. Maybe some were the wrong guys. Maybe it was her. Sometimes, if she really liked the guy, she would fake an orgasm so he would enjoy it more. Either way, she had always spent extra time ...

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Millie awoke the next morning, her hair tussled and wild, yet she felt something was different. She opened her eyes to see Aeronn lying beside her, his bare chest against her, and his fingers were trailing softly through her hair. He leant over, his lips brushing against hers, and the scratchy feeling that accompanied it, as the hairs on his chin ran over the delicate skin of her face.
She responded, wrapping her leg over him, relishing the touch of his skin against hers, as she ran her nails down his chest, through the dark curls, grazing down further. The quick intakes of his breath as he felt her take him her hands, as she felt his touch, his hand holding her hair tight, tilting her head back, as his mouth plundered hers. The sensations that screamed through her body, helpless beneath his onslaught, made her dizzy with ecstasy, as he pushed on her back, and Millie replied by wrapping both her legs around him, locking him within the grip of her thighs.
Aeronn moaned deep in his throat, as she stroked him harder, feeling his need, yet making him wait more, as he touched the curls at the base of her stomach, then gently parted the delicate folds beneath, her arousal evident by the slickness he found within her. Together they touched and aroused each other, simply the motion of their hands, yet she felt there was more to come.
She touched his ...

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Here, the partition between worlds was thinner, but she would not have known. Later she wondered if she would have acted differently. She would question if she had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, or perhaps it was actually the right time for where she was meant to be exactly.
All she had wanted to do that Friday afternoon was to find the original plans for her great grandfather’s estate, in readiness for redesigning the garden. It was not a difficult task – the microfiles were arranged alphabetically in the municipality’s records office. After a long and hard week she had allowed herself the luxury of a mindless job on a Friday afternoon. She found the disc without difficulty, and inserted it into the slot. She had expected the blueprints to come up as a holo-visual, and she could double-check the plans against what was in her great grandfather’s journal. That had been all she was concerned with.
The machine bleeped and requested: PLEASE ENTER USERNAME.
Not having used the municipality’s record-keeping system or equipment before, Evie typed in: EVELYN EDEN.
The display took its time. She thought at first that the file was defective, then the likeness of an extremely muscular and attractive man flickered onto the display. It appeared to be a video image rather than a still. She stared. That was certainly not what she expected. He stared back insolently, watching her every movement. She grew ...

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She sat at the end of the bar in a tight black miniskirt and white blouse. Beside her was a big girl in a loud outfit wearing too much make up. Dressed in a flower print skirt and lavender colored shirt that exposed entirely too much cleavage, she looked desperate.At the other end of the room sat a group of guys sharing a pitcher of beer and laughing too loud.In between were people that didn’t matter; at least not to her.Her eyes were on the guys.One of the guys stood up and headed to the toilet. She watched him go and dismissed him.She wanted the one the other guys were laughing around.Tonight the last laugh would be hers.

“Handsome prick ain’t he?” said the woman beside her.

“If you like that type,” she replied.

“And what type do you like?” asked the woman.

“I’ll let you know when I find him,” said Platina.

The woman let out a loud laugh.

“The name’s Trina,” she said and put out a beefy hand.

“Tina,” she said and shook her hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Trina and Tina.Sounds like a nice team.”

Platina smiled.It had been a while since she had taken a female but a quick internal check told her that this one wouldn’t do.Apparently she still had some use in this life.“Buy you a drink?”

“Best offer I’ve had all night.In fact it’s the only ...

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In 1699 in the town of Salem Massachusetts, over two hundred women, men and children were accused of being witches and imprisoned in the county jail from offenses such as supposedly creating voodoo-like cloth poppets, entering men’s bedrooms at night or dancing with demons in the fields behind the church. Nineteen innocent people were publicly executed; eighteen by hanging, one being crushed to death under heavy stones. The hysteria was prompted by twelve raving girls and women, all said to be cursed by “The Dark Hand.” Through the pressure and influenced placed upon them by the family patriarchs, the horrid Sheriff Corwin and the magistrates of the court, the girls and women accused several dozen people, some who were outcasts from society, others who were rich and held sway in the town, and some that were just hated by their neighbors. The accusations went as far as to point of the five-year-old daughter of an alleged witch, the consequences of which drove the child insane.
The horror began in the winter of 1699, in the house of the reverend minister Samuel Parris. His sickly daughter Betty and his defiant niece Abigail Williams and their friends were playing magic games with Parris’s slave, an Indian woman named Tituba. During one fortune telling game Abigail saw an image that drove her into hysterics, immediately caused screaming delusions in the other girls. The local doctor diagnosed their afflictions of being the result of a witch’s curse. Parris ...

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