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Thank God it is Friday!! Ms.Alexis is on her way home from a long day at work. She plans to have a relaxing evening with her new Isley Brothers album, a luxurious Lily of the Valley bubble bath, and a sweet glass of Chardonay. As Alexis awaits her train, she stares off into the distance anticipating this lovely evening at home alone.-Kelli Coles, 18

He thinks that I don't see him, but I do. I see his sexy slender body and his hair flowing in the wind like golden wheat fields. I see his electric eyes through the pinhole. He keeps clicking away, mesmerized by my beauty and poise. I wish he were closer to me,feeling my supple flesh, lifting my conservative skirt above my head and having his way with me. I look over without turning my head. Oh god he is sexier than ever. Please walk over here and take me. I want to be your reality and not your memory captured on a picture.-Anonymous

Jane glared out at the now almost empty parking lot. She was mad and getting madder by the second. Perry, her 2nd husband was late again! Why did she let him borrow her car, she thought to herself, resigning never to let him make her wait for her own car again, especially in this neighborhood, but deep down knowing she would cave-in yet again to Perry's persistent pestering.- Karl Belchatowski, 39

"If Murray don't show up in ten minutes, I'll kill 'im"-Brian Calabrese, 39

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