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Herman continued recounting the university's policy about fornication on campus. Until this point, Clarissa didn't even know they had one. Her mind started drifting to visions of her and Alex standing on unemployment lines. Herman's next words brought her quickly back to earth. "I also know that you are both married, however, not to each other." Chivalry or not, she decided to take the bull by the horns. "What do you want?" Knowing that he had the upper hand, he quickly retorted, "So glad you finally asked." His bravura quickly faded when his explanation actually began. After a lot of uhs, and you-knows they found out that Herman did indeed like women, very much so. His problem was that he couldn't get it up. "In exchange for my silence, I would like the two of you to give me a little lesson on how it's done. To insure you use your best teaching methods, I will add that if I don't get an erection while watching, I will have to inform all parties about your activities. I noted that Wednesday afternoon is the usual time for your rendezvous in the library, so I have scheduled a private seminar in the lab next week. I trust that you will be there."

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One of the worst things about having graduated to the “Real World” some
years ago is the thought of work. Used to be that when I felt like blowing
off a class and getting stoned and listening to music all day while sucking
down beers was the norm. Now, it’s hit that alarm at 6:30 in the ayem and
crawl to the office. Face it, if you don’t do it, you get shit-canned, end of
discussion. Sometimes, of course, the things that happen at the office make
all the annoyance of having to get up at some ungodly hour and dragging your
ass in worth it. Usually, it’s something simple like writing a particularly
clever program or getting a bonus or single-handedly convincing a customer to
buy off a system that isn’t quite ready. Then there are the *other* times,
like what happened at work last week. (more…)

California has it’s fair share of cold, wet weather. Perhaps not as bad as
some areas of the country, but then, you wouldn’t be riding a motorcycle in
December if you lived in Minnesota either. It WAS cold, and wet, and raining
like hell that dark December evening, and I WAS riding a motorcycle, a Honda
CX500 to be exact, home from work. I was looking forward to getting home to
the apartment I shared with Tanya, where she would be waiting for me with
warm dry clothes.

Thursdays were the best. My four-day week ended, giving me three days to
enjoy, and it meant that Tanya’s weekend started. I hated her graveyard
shifts, but it did mean we relished the nights we actually slept together. (more…)

Dear Diary:

I’ve been here a month now so I guess I’d better catch up on some of the
things that have been happening. OH! I haven’t met my TRUE LOVE or anything
like that, but I sure have been having fun.
In spite of what the women at work said, I did go out with one guy from
work. Well, I ’sort of’ went out with him. Wait. You’ll see as I explain
what happened. You see, after I had been there a couple of days he called me
in to take a letter. I hadn’t seen him before and when I did, well I just
about flipped. I honestly wondered why on earth he wasn’t a movie star. I’d
met attractive men before, but he was something else. Everything about him
just fit together perfectly. (more…)

I had to go to the department store. My supply of shirts had
become just about exhausted, and a sale was in progress. Might
as well stock up, I thought.

At the counter was a rather attractive saleswoman. About 34, she
was on the tall side (5′11″ or so) with a medium build, and dark
hair. It wasn’t her physical appearance that attracted me, though;
it was a necklace she was wearing - a necklace worn only by members
of Select, an organization of sexually liberated people. (more…)

It is now late Sunday night and the weekend is over and what
a weekend it had been. I had meet Kelli a few months ago and she
had warned me that she has been working on a project that was
really bazaar and had asked if I would consider helping her if
she needed any help. Kelli is a very beautiful girl..somwhat
into the western style.. jeans, boots, etc.. she is also a stout
built woman.. 5′4″ around 135 pounds.. long black hair that
reaches her hips, oh yes and her age is around 25. Tho we have
only had sex 4 times.. it has been fantastic each time and
somewhat conventional (at least to my standards and up until this
weekend).
Kelli called me at work Friday and asked if I could help her
with some chores around the barn this weekend and explained that
there would be plenty of time for some fun. “Just bring a few
things and plan on staying here until work Monday” she said
playfully. “Sounds good to me” I replied “see ya ’round 7:00″. (more…)

I’m sitting on the deck of my beach condo, when I see a
beautiful young girl walking down the beach. As she nears, I
realize it is Crystal, a girl I have met a few times at parties.
She doesn’t notice me and stops and sits on the steps of my
deck. She seems sad for some reason, so I call down to her. “Hi,
Crystal, how’re you doing?” She turns and I see her lovely face
framed in fine red hair.
“Oh, hi Dave, I guess I’ll live.”
“That sounds serious,” I reply. “Care to join me for a
drink?”
“I could use one right now,” she says as she climbs the steps
and sits across from me. I have a pitcher of golden margaritas
on the table and I pour her one. Crystal takes it and downs half
of it. (more…)