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Well, by now some of you have said to yourself, “She’s going to do a remake of Clockwork Orange.” You know, that awful old Science Fiction movie where the sex police try to cure an over-sexed man of his problem by exposing him to high dosages of pornographic images? (At least that’s the way I remember it.)

But that isn’t quite the model for my plan. Though I suppose I have to concede that there is some similarity. I think mine is a more subtle plan based on the old adage “be careful what you wish for, — you might get it!” While everyone has heard women say that they will do anything to save their marriage, I really mean it. Thus it is that I intend to devote the next few weeks, or months to providing in real life, the fantasies which David has told me about over the years of our marriage. In some cases, it has made him petulant when I dismissed them. In other cases, I have enjoyed acting out the fantasies. It just depends on being in the mood - or not. Ah, there’s the rub! So many things are like that in marriage, aren’t they.
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Copyright © 2007, BarondeSade. ALL Rights Reserved.

An erotic tale from the electronic pen of BarondeSade…

A PASSING GRADE

Hal sat watching Mrs. Hawkins passing back the papers they had written for their last assignment. He had, had a crush on her since the first day he saw her. He always got flustered and tongue-tied when she called on him.
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“Hum…Well, I do love that to be honest. A lot.”

::Grins, tapping his chin with a finger::

“Though, such an awkward approaches…”

“how so?”

“Just coming out and saying that. I guess it’s been too long; usually I’m a lot smoother than this. I guess I have good reasons for calling it an off-night though.”

:: Takes a step closer to her, winking::

“But, that doesn’t matter at all, does it?”
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A few years ago my husband and I had fallen on some tough times. Mike and I were from a really small town in central Texas where everything was dependent on farming and ranching. Unfortunately, if you didn’t own either one and had to do work at one of the local small companies you were pretty well doomed to a meager existence at best.

Being right out of high school, the best he could do was a job at a small feed mill and I waited tables when I could at the local café. The town was so small there wasn’t even a movie theatre so it was the best we could do financially to go the twenty miles to another town where we could enjoy an inexpensive dinner and a movie. Denny’s would have been a swank restaurant to us. We wanted better but was able to deal with it and make do.
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It was a Friday and Susie was getting ready to head home from work. It had been one of those weeks. You know the kind. It makes you want to go out and find whatever might pop up. On her way home, she was thinking about places she could go. She was tired of going to the same place over and over and figured she was due a change. There was this new club across town that she overheard some people talking about, the Green Iguana. It sounded like a place to check out.

When Susie got home, the only person to greet her was her cat Belle. She didn’t have a steady boyfriend or girlfriend for that matter. That didn’t keep her from being one of the horniest women around. Before her shower, she decided to pleasure herself. She went to the drawer where she kept all her toys. She picked a nice big vibrator. She began undressing. Once totally naked, she laid on her bed, legs spread nice and wide. She began by fingering herself. She was extremely wet. So wet, she could hear the sounds of her finger moving in and out.
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How do I get my self into these situations?

A few days ago, Janie came bounding into the den. She had made a new friend from down the street. I had lived here for twenty years and she found a friend in the only family I had never met. Family isn’t quite right. “Most Infamous Crime in the City” family is more correct.

The tragic story filled all the papers six years ago. A big violent abusive man was living with a woman. Their affair had driven her husband and their two daughters away. I had seen the police cars in front of the house several times when they were called out because he had beaten her. She never pressed charges. The neighbors close to them complained about all the yelling, staying up all night, loud music and unsavory characters who came and went. It all came to a head one cold foggy morning when the ambulance came with the police cars. He had really done a job on her this time.
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Four years ago, after a couple of affairs, my wife of twenty years moved out for good. All the way to the other coast. Even her only sister, JoAnn, hasn’t heard from her.

But I’ve heard from JoAnn. Last week, with her wayward eighteen-year-old daughter in tow, she showed up on the doorstep of my quiet two-story home. Our families had always been close. Over the years, it was sad to watch JoAnn get drunk and complicate her life. Her husband divorced her six years ago and moved away. This time she had really messed up. In just a few days, she had to start serving a two-year sentence for her third DUI. In tears she was asking me to let her daughter live with me.
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I had driven 25 of the 50 kilometres of my way home from the Christmas Eve celebrations I had at my girlfriend’s home. I decided to call in on old Miss Tomlinson, my old retired schoolteacher, she and I finished school the same year; I at 16 and she at 60. That was 12 years ago.

Why I decided to call in on her I have no idea still. Sure I saw her in her garden and waved as I passed her house on many occasions, but never once stopped.

I thought that for once I would get into the knickers of Beth, that’s my girlfriend’s name. As usual I was rejected and so I drank more than I should have. When I was halfway home I was seeing three roads in front of me and it was then I decided to call in on Miss Tomlinson. The other reason was that I saw her downstairs light on and since hers was the only house for miles it was like a beacon to my fuzzy mind.
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Larry and Diana had no contact for the next three weeks. Neither phoned or visited the other. Larry talked to his brother Tony. The short phone calls were mainly about how his treatments were doing. One night, Tony begged him to come over.

“Please, Larry. She won’t be here.”

Larry knew it was not Tony’s illness that kept him away. He did not think that he could face Tony and Diana at the same time.

Larry had every intention to keep his promise to give Diana the child that Tony could not. It was after the second night, the night after Tony’s surgery that things changed. Diana was turning to him for more than his sperm. It was like she wanted him, all of him. He had to talk it out with his brother before it went much further.
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Part 1

Frankly speaking, he did not recall how and why. The where was still quite clear in his memory: some off the road lane, no lights, a few passing cars, on the outskirts of Geneva.

“Can you please stop there?” she had asked, “I’ll lead the way, just follow”. And so they did, driving through the deserted streets of the city.

It had been a long day in the office, attending preparatory meetings for some sort of international event. Why had agreed, it was not clear. What he had expected was not particularly obvious either. Some strange sensation, something erotic.
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