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      <title>Jim and Jan</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; 2nd attempt at a story. Didn&amp;rsquo;t really like where this one was going so it rounds up quick. Apologies to those who were enjoying its direction. Hopefully I have done better job with the grammar and spelling this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jim had just got engaged to Jan. Jim would describe himself as nothing special. And this would be a compliment. He was a small skinny guy and not too smart. Jan was a beautiful young lady in figure with a slim and fit body countered by nice large breasts. Her face and voice though was what turned most men away from her. She always looked as if she had just bitten into a lemon and when she talked it was close to a screech.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Side Vocation</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; Not recommended for the sane-minded person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mi Lee nervously waited in the airport lounge for the international flight. She felt lucky in a number of ways, with the company sending her to a new country to work and covering main expenses. At the age of 19, it was a very rare opportunity.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In her current office, her role was as a junior P.A. for one of the top managers. He seemed nice enough, but was a bit weird sometimes. Mi Lee couldn&amp;rsquo;t actually say why, but he made her feel uncomfortable. And being a petite (even for Chinese girl) and insecure young lady, she was scared to react.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Silvery Night</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; Finally got to finishing this. Tried a different direction to see where it goes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apologies for the lack of a solid conclusion. decided to leave that to your imaginations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have tried proofing this. But prior stories show I am not too good at that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I finished late and it was already past 7. It was Friday night and I was planning on going to a club or two now work had finished. The office where I work is in a quiet area of the city, the clubs being down the other end.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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