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		<title>Discovering Diane</title>
		<description>Diane moved in next door when I was six years old. Being the only kid my age within 5 miles made it inevitable that we'd become playmates. Did I mention that next door was still nearly half a mile away, four-tenths to be exact? Our farm was two miles down ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/16/discovering-diane/</link>
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		<title>Curious Whore</title>
		<description>The fantasy had been going on for so long. We’d shared all of my fantasies and she knew how much they turned me on. We’d signed up for a couple of matchmaking internet sites and gotten a few replies, but never had acted on them. Last week, we’d gotten a ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/16/curious-whore/</link>
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		<title>Nina</title>
		<description>Mitchell inhaled deeply as he entered the apartment. Sandalwood and cigarette smoke swept into his stuffy nose. He sniffled and wiped a damp red towel across his face. Cold conditioned air engulfed him, sending chills down his body. What warmth there was in his wet shorts fled immediately. They went ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/16/nina/</link>
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		<title>Professor&#8217;s Consolation</title>
		<description>Waiting a moment in the hallway before knocking, I wiped my sweaty palms on my denim skirt—a general sense of unease is becoming a steady presence in my life, these days. Classes are just killing me; I used to be a stellar student and now I just have no motivation—Spanish ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/15/professors-consolation/</link>
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		<title>The Slave Ch. 04</title>
		<description>Darla got the attention of the ladies and had them resume their seats on the sofas circling the slave. He has become uncomfortable on the exam table, restrained with his legs spread wide in the stirrups. The slave was returned with his cock and balls red and raw from over ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/15/the-slave-ch-04/</link>
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		<title>Roommates With A View</title>
		<description>Huffing and puffing, Sally Reisel finished climbing the last few steps to her fifth floor apartment. It'd been raining all day and the traffic from work was almost as bad as the lines to check out at the grocer's. It was one of those days when everyone else seemed to ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/15/roommates-with-a-view/</link>
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		<title>Dare 01</title>
		<description>DARE ONE
Julie drew her silver sedan into the kerb and parked it just around the corner from the bank. She flipped down the mirror in the sun visor to check her hair, brushing the light brown strands to the side absent mindedly. She took a deep breath and gathered her ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/15/dare-01/</link>
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		<title>Amy&#8217;s Seduction</title>
		<description>Amy was in a quandary about what to do with Thomas, her longtime boyfriend. After three years of an on and off relationship, he had asked her to marry him. Several times during that time, they had drifted apart and dated other people, but always seemed to find each other ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/15/amys-seduction/</link>
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		<title>Sara&#8217;s Training Ch. 07</title>
		<description>Heather went home to prepare for Sara and Frank's arrival. She didn't want to give them much time to think about their situation. She knew Sara's heart and was confident, if push came to shove, Sara would choose her over Frank.
Frank was a little bit more of a wildcard. Obviously ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/15/saras-training-ch-07/</link>
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		<title>The Holiday</title>
		<description>Note: This is my first work of erotic fiction. After reading many emails from my previous submissions to Literotica, about my own personal life, I’ve decided to see if I can write something different that doesn’t involve myself. I’ve found that as I write I draw on personalities of people ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lartmada.net/2008/05/14/the-holiday/</link>
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