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      <title>Caught in a Predicament</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;My story started on a Tuesday night. My roommate Mike was off to work. He worked overnights. Mike&amp;rsquo;s girlfriend, Melanie also lived with us. She was planning on going out with some friends to a local bar. It was perfect for me because I would have the whole apartment to myself. I had took the week off so I could get some of my own kind of relaxation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After they had left I started on my fun for the night. Since I do triathalons I have a smooth hairless body and am pretty slim. I started out by getting dressed. First I start out by putting on my black silk panties and matching bra. Next come the black silk stockings complete with garter belt. Then I slither into my own little black dress and finish it off with the black heels with ankle strap. I do my face up with makeup and complete the ensemble with a black wig. To top it off I put on my black elbow length opera gloves. With my slender athletic build I could pass if I ever wanted to go out. I never do though. I am completely heterosexual.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Never Pick Up Hitchikers</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;rsquo;t know how long I had been driving. It had to be at least 4 or 5 hours. I had taken two weeks off from work and decided to take a road trip. I didn&amp;rsquo;t know where I was going. I would just drive until I found somewhere interesting to stop at.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I knew I was somewhere on Route 3 in the Adirondack State Park. I loved being out in the middle of nowhere. It was getting late. Eight o&amp;rsquo;clock at night in November and it was getting really cold outside. I figure it was time to start looking for a hotel.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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