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      <title>Beginnings</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;This story began a few months ago, when Steve and Janet moved into their new house after Steve got a big promotion at work and was asked to relocate. They made an interesting couple: Janet was a beautiful and submissive housewife, and Steve was the typical workaholic, always too busy to pay attention to his wife&amp;rsquo;s needs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next door lived Clara, a 21-year-old who had taken a particular interest in Janet&amp;rsquo;s submissiveness. She was the only daughter of a very wealthy family, but her parents worked most of the day and had little time to check on their daughter.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Bachelor Party</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1 - The Woman in the Cage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hi, Janet! I&amp;rsquo;m so glad you could make it!&amp;rdquo; said Kim Miller, a slender 27-year-old brunette of Asian descent, as she opened the main door looking somewhat agitated.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Standing at the porch was 26-year-old Janet Whitley, a gorgeous blonde who happened to be Kim&amp;rsquo;s best friend and next-door neighbor. &amp;ldquo;You sounded awful over the phone, so I came as fast as I could. Is everything ok?&amp;rdquo; she asked concerned as she hugged her friend and peeked into the living room looking for anything amiss.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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