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      <title>Almost Deserved Retribution</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 a bdsm f/self bondage tale for adults only With a lesson to learn for those who like to play.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Three times this week I have sat on this wooden park bench, watching for one particular jogger, wondering if I will have the nerve to call out to her, and hand her the letter I have clutched in my hand.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A Bit About Me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am twenty, tall, slim, willowy is how I would describe myself, with long straight red hair, small, but nicely shaped tits and I have been in a long term relationship until two weeks ago!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Carrie-Anne</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; A story that shows that thought is essential and can have a positive effect a dedication to the art &amp;amp; a fantasy fulfilled. no matter how innocent they might look know one can tell what is going on in the dark recesses of another mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Carrie-Anne had just finished the last of her degree&amp;rsquo;s final exams. She was twenty and eleven years old, petite verging on boyish, with small breasts and a desire burning to loose her virginity in all respects.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Coal Faced</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 the tale of a fantasy that goes wrong in a small way but enough to scare the hell out of the young lady in question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I suppose there must be the obligatory who am I bit!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am tall, slim, blond, gorgeous, sexy, attractive, irresistible and female!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No I&amp;rsquo;m only kidding! I am female, and I suppose reasonably attractive, being slightly built, but with a little, but cute chest. I have nice long wavy hair and longish legs &amp;amp; a very warped set of desire. I hope that will do, so on to my story.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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