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Thursday night I was in a small California town. It was my last day in the town and I was going to be heading back to the base the next day, so I went out to ?the? bar in town. I was my typical horny self and I didn?t care if I wound up in bed with a guy or a girl (gee isn?t that unusual.)
So I was scoping out the bar, while standing off toward a corner. I spotte a good looking tall, cowboy type guy was standing at the other end of the bar. I had been watching him for a little bit when a woman came up to and said ?he?s cute huh?? I looked at her and she was pretty cute too. I responded ?yea he is??
She then says ?well, he is going to leave here with someone, always does, every Thursday, he?s from out of town.? Now it didn?t take a genius to figure out that this girl had been one of those Thursday night girls, at least once, if not more.
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So I was recruiting in a small multi-agency office the last couple of days. Although I try not to hook up with people I work with, there was this totally hot recruiter from the Navy. I thought he was gay for the first day I was there, but as we all went out for drinks I found him hitting on me, as were the other guys.
I really pushed everyone off as I just wanted to keep up with my rule about not fooling around.
So last night 4 of us went out, instead of the 6 like the night before. Slowly people bailed out and it was just me and Navy boy. We were both more drunk than sober and feeling pretty good. He finally says to me, ?you know I have been at my table looking at your ass for 2 days, I just have to know if it feels as good as I have been fantasizing about.?
I looked back at him and asked ?Is that a question or a statement??
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When Michelle woke up today she thought it would be just one of her normal days like usual. She never realized how wrong she was. Today it seemed like any other day to her until she noticed her new neighbor moving in next door.
At 35 yrs old, 5? 10?, 150 lbs, blue eyes and a smile that was so damned misleading, Michelle was by no means unattractive. With her long blonde hair that was almost to her ass and boobs that made a lot of woman jealous, she knew she looked good, even though she was 20 lbs over weight in her mind, but she could get pretty much any man that she wanted. The worst part about her was that she was a total bitch to just about everyone. It didn?t matter who you were. If you crossed her at the wrong time, which could be anytime of the day, she was bound to treat you like shit. She was proud of herself though. To her being a bitch was the only way to get what you wanted in life and if someone?s feelings got hurt it didn?t matter to her.
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