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I went to a bar with two romantically interested men. One had dips and the other told him to hurry up or he'd take his shot. We sat down at the bar and ordered drinks. They had cocktails and I had a beer. Next thing I wake up on the floor with someone i don't know spooning me. When I wiggle away he comes back and as I get up to put him in his place he leaves the bar with his friend. As I follow them out I feel insulted and violated, telling him off. Just before he reaches the exits I try to literally kick his behind but a duvet around my lower body restricts my reach and I miss short. I turn around and walk back too realize the men are gone and I ask the bartender how long I've been sleeping. 2 hours he says

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The beginning started in a flash. The time period flashed back to the early ’50s and I was with my friends at a sock hop. Although it wasn’t actually the ‘50s, we were at a school dance and that was the theme. I was dressed in a poodle skirt, sam was in dark wash jeans, a white tee-shirt, and Chuck Taylors. Haley, Mary, and Tom were dressed similarly but in dull colors, while Sam and I were in brighter colors. While we were all dancing and having a good time, when my favorite song came on I ran to Sam and told him he had to dance with me and of course, he said yes. As we were dancing it felt as if time stood still. After that song, the colors in the room got brighter, and the music became more clear. The night continued on in a swirl of enchanted highschool romance as we danced the night away having the time of our lives until we were brutally interrupted. A past boyfriend showed up. He was wearing all black and carrying a gun. After threatening to shoot up the school, Sam tackled him, got the gun away from him and had him pinned to the floor in time for the police to come in and take him away. Mary asked if I was alright, after both of us witnessing the whole thing, as Tom went to Sam to make sure he wasn’t hurt. To complete the night, we went home to my house and told my mom the contents of the night as we drank black coffee, and ate crepes.

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I was a cop and so was she. We had just made the arrest and closed a difficult case, and were riding with the chief in the back of his car. She suddenly kissed me, and it was great. She was so beautiful, and i was really attracted to her. We made out the whole time, and the chief kept talking but he saw and approved, even though cop partners arent supposed to be romantically involved. We were detectives. Then we were on a beach and i turned to see her walking towards me through a crowd. Her top was open, bra off, and her breasts were out, visible to everyone, and I liked it. She.told me she was invited to play football with guya and girls. The farther we walked, the.more she wanted to have sex instead

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I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

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