The Beautiful Automaton
"If you're going to travel for work so much," Marilyn's mom said to her dad while they were eating dinner, "I'm going to need some help around the house."
Marilyn lifted a piece of dry, overcooked fish to her mouth. Man, she thought to herself, mayb
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Mistress had asked me to prepare for an unusually long
session. Any request from Mistress is really a command.
A whisper from Mistress is as direct an order as any
shouted by a drill sergeant.
I collected the usual items for Mistress's pleasure.
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The girl with the long dark hair lost again. Slowly, tantalizingly,
she pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing that she was wearing
nothing whatsoever underneath. Her small, firm breasts were the same
golden color as the rest of her skin, w
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I'd had my new job for about 5 weeks, so I was familiar
with most of the guys at the office, but I was still
trying to fit in. As an office manager for an
accounting firm I was both in-charge of the office and
yet still subordinate to the accoun
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I just lost my job, 2 month ago. My friends were little help in finding me another one. It had been close to 4 years since I had to fill out a resume and go on interviews. First I was living week to week. Now I'm living day to day. Eating noodles and
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Kaari Seppa had the body of a professional dancer; she was gorgeous. She also ran a very successful Miami business, a fitness center, where instructors in yoga, Dancercise and other fitness regimes put their clients through their paces.
When Byron Ta
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