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      <title>Lost Bet</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; Sometimes my imagination runs away with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had lost the bet and now Zoë was going to collect. She had a really naughty smirk on her face as she let me in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was beginning to wonder if you were coming.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t welch on a bet, even though I don&amp;rsquo;t know what you&amp;rsquo;re up to.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just a bit of revenge, you might get to like it too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Lovely Little Lisa</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; I do like the female form in a uniform, and I was attracted to a friend of my sister, everything else is imagination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can I come round? I&amp;rsquo;ve got a surprise for you.&amp;rdquo; It was my sister&amp;rsquo;s friend Lisa, recently turned eighteen, and now my girlfriend. She was slim, about medium height, with a gorgeous figure that had filled out in the past few months to something like 32-20-32. Her eyes were blue and her curly hair was that colour that wasn&amp;rsquo;t blonde and wasn&amp;rsquo;t brunette. I&amp;rsquo;d not long found a flat and it was still a little disorganized, and Lisa had been helping me get things straight.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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