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      <title>A Very Public Gamble</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Sitting at home watching the latest reality show I came to a firm conclusion: I have lost myself into a boring and predictable rut. I have a steady job, a nice home but no relationship, no adventure, nothing unpredictable, nothing random and I was getting tired of it. I was by no means old, I was only 29. I was also by no means ugly, I had a trim figure, B&amp;rsquo;s and Mediterranean features down to the permanent olive tan. Tomorrow was a Friday; I don&amp;rsquo;t know what I should do but as I ate another chip I knew I needed to do something.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Blackmailed into Slavery</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a hot July day and I had the house to myself for the day. My mom and step-dad were out visiting his family for another few days and my step-sister was going to be at work for many more hours. We live in a narrow row house where I have the whole top floor as my room. I thought this would be a perfect time to try out my favorite new hobby, a little self-bondage.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Lost a Bet</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;ve always been a bit of a gambler, always liked the thrill. I bet on games, play cards, whatever. Sometimes it&amp;rsquo;s for money, sometimes dares, sometimes to get others to strip. I wasn&amp;rsquo;t great, I end up losing about as much as I win, but I loved doing it. It has stripped me naked in a room full of nothing but guys and it has paid my rent for months at a time, it all depends on my luck. And lately I have been having some good luck.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Winter Break Distraction</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Well after finally graduating from high school and starting college it was weird to come back home for the break. I was all excited at first but then I realized quickly how few of my friend stuck around. I&amp;rsquo;m from a very small town and I&amp;rsquo;m quite a bit the youngest in an otherwise very religious family. All I had to look forward to was the family and that is enough to drive a girl insane.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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