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      <title>Andrea and the Changing Friendship</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is my third &amp;ldquo;Andrea&amp;rdquo; story, it is self-contained but you really should read the others in the series (Andrea&amp;rsquo;s Eventful Birthday; Andrea and the FetFair) if you haven&amp;rsquo;t already. I am writing assuming you read the first two and so some things may be undescribed or unclear that were explained in past stories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Some people just can&amp;rsquo;t help but over think, Andrea was not one of those. She was by no means dumb, but she was very good at being able to take things exactly as they appear.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Andrea and the FetFair</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is my second &amp;ldquo;Andrea&amp;rdquo; story, it is self-contained but you may want to read the first part of the series (Andrea&amp;rsquo;s Eventful Birthday) if you haven&amp;rsquo;t already. There are only a few direct mentions of the events from the last story, but I am still assuming you read the first one by sometimes leaving out descriptions etc I had made in the last story. This is all part of a series I&amp;rsquo;m planning, each should be a self-contained story but with the same characters. I have a plan, but as details keep coming to mind it&amp;rsquo;s getting longer and longer so I can not say how many total there will be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Andrea and the Full House</title>
      <link>/stories/59714/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 4th story in the series. I&amp;rsquo;ve also started a blog, I will continue to post here but I will also be posting extras and updates: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Megan and Sophia sat in slack-jawed silence across from Andrea and Lea trying to process what Lea had just told them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;So let me get this straight. You own this place,&amp;rdquo; Sophia said slowly as she looked around the living room, as if to make it extra clear which place she meant.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Andrea and the New Normal</title>
      <link>/stories/61044/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 9th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know, this has actually been really nice,&amp;rdquo; Andrea said as she slowly walked arm in arm along the waterfront with her date. She had been dreading it, a setup by a roommate, but it had actually not been a bad night. The food was good, the guy seemed nice, and now that it was just a few days shy of fall the oppressive summer muggy heat had finally been replaced by an altogether more pleasant temperature.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Andrea and the Uncertain Future</title>
      <link>/stories/60722/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 8th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;So no one else finds it odd?&amp;rdquo; Megan asked as the four sat lazily around the couches playing cards.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just count your blessings, right now we have free reign so who cares why?&amp;rdquo; Sophia said as she played a card and drew another.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Andrea&#39;s Eventful Birthday</title>
      <link>/stories/54506/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is a self-contained story, but I plan on making it part of a larger series. The characters will continue but on to different events later on. I don&amp;rsquo;t know how many parts I&amp;rsquo;ll do but I&amp;rsquo;m planning to make at least a few more before reaching the end I have in mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is set in a world slightly in the future with technology a little better than our own. I try to keep it within the realm of likelihoods based on things being developed and tested currently. Even still, it does give it a sci-fi-ish feel at times, hopefully that&amp;rsquo;s not overpowering. This is just a work of fiction and not meant to represent anyone real.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Lea and the Consequences of Actions</title>
      <link>/stories/61716/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 11th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lea was marched down to a waiting van in the lower garage wearing only her glasses and her clear restraints. She was loaded into the back of a van where another woman already sat. The auburn haired girl wore the same clear cuffs with clear wire connecting to a centre ring at both her wrists and ankles. Her ankle&amp;rsquo;s centre ring was clipped onto the floor with a simple spring loaded clip; her wrist&amp;rsquo;s centre ring was held by a hook that retracted into the roof of the van. Soon Lea found herself similarly bound before the staff shut the door leaving the two alone in the van.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Lea and the Digital Friend</title>
      <link>/stories/60414/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 6th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lea got her first computer when she was three. Her dad thought it was a good thing to spoil a kid with because unlike almost any other expensive toy a three year old might want, it might just spark something that would lead to good jobs in the future. The mass automation of human labor was just starting to make itself felt by the time Lea was born and it was making it harder and harder for people around the world to find jobs even as the world produced more goods and services than it ever had. He figured his daughter might as well have a shot at programing some of the software and machines that would make it harder for her to find work when she gets out into the world.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Lea and the Role Reversal</title>
      <link>/stories/60246/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 5th story in the series. I&amp;rsquo;ve also started a blog, I will continue to post here but I will also be posting extras and updates: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sophia lay spread out on Lea&amp;rsquo;s bed, not remembering the last time she felt so content over such minor luxury. She had fixed herself a sandwich, downed a can and a half of Diet Coke, and was now clicking around Lea&amp;rsquo;s computer trying her best to find out what all she could do with her newly claimed power.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Lea and the Unexpected Companion</title>
      <link>/stories/63004/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 13th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Alright Leota, are you almost finished?&amp;rdquo; Marian asked as she barged into the hotel room Lea had been staying and working in the past few days. Lea looked up from her computer wearing only a bathrobe, nervous about how to respond. She knew that as soon as she was finished with her project she had the remainder of her two week sentence to return to. &amp;ldquo;Well, can we start printing collars or not?&amp;rdquo; Marian continued.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Megan and the Unorthodox Reunion</title>
      <link>/stories/60498/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 7th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lea tried to get past what had just happened. She didn&amp;rsquo;t want to dwell on being blackmailed into extending her term of service to that AI dominatrix bitch, but how could she not? Hannah was giving her space to think on it, but she almost wished she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t. Thinking wasn&amp;rsquo;t helping. Though there&amp;rsquo;s a lot of things she wished Hannah would do that she had no power to compel. But that&amp;rsquo;s the gist of being the submissive slave, you aren&amp;rsquo;t in control. Period. And most frustrating of all, she had a safeword programmed in, but now if she ever used it the program would turn to standby which would stop it from communicating with its unknown server which would lead to all those videos all being released. No, given enough time she might just find that server, find some way to get free, but not right now.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Sophia and the Giving of Thanks</title>
      <link>/stories/62108/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 12th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sophia sat kneeling in the bedroom of a villa suite. She wore her slave collar, her wrists were in shackles behind her and attached by an extra chain to the back of her collar. Her legs were in another set of shackles that were held by a retracted hook to the floor. The switch for the hook was on the wall, no way for her to reach it and free her legs. She wore no clothes, shiny metal studs adorned her nippls and clit, and she was blindfolded. She knew the mixed prospects of being lent out to a guest full time, given there were almost no restrictions to what a guest could do to her. The did not tell her how long it would be, but had hinted it would be multiple days.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Sophia and the Unpleasant Arrangement</title>
      <link>/stories/61394/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 10th story in the series &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The next few days after Carl&amp;rsquo;s death were slow and painful for Sophia. She met with a lawyer who said the contract could be passed down just like it could be sold, and so all the same restrictions apply. Which was especially terrible because there was then no one to give her permission to do the things she needed permission to do. And with the contract transferring ownership, she would likely be under extra scrutiny. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t ever be sure she had a moment where she could be free to break the rules without being noticed.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Zainab and the White Christmas</title>
      <link>/stories/64796/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the 14th installment of my ongoing series, &amp;ldquo;The Stories of Bound Friends.&amp;rdquo; I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: &lt;a href=&#34;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com/&#34;&gt;http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come on, I bet one phone call and we could get be in the Bahamas by dinner,&amp;rdquo; Andrea said as she sat and watched Zainab pack.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;And as tempting as that is, you made me promise that I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t let you talk us out of going up to Megan&amp;rsquo;s place for Christmas,&amp;rdquo; she said without even breaking her stride.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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