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	<title>Deep Sea Detectives</title>
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		<title>Panty</title>
		<description>I can't believe I'm doing this. What was I thinking? What was I drinking, for that matter? As bright ideas go this has got to be one of my more insane, yet deliciously wicked ones. Staring at my reflection in the full-view mirror I can see the panic struggling to ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/16/panty/</link>
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		<title>The Lounge</title>
		<description>The cover charge was a hundred dollars and the drinks were overpriced. I drained a scotch on the rocks and had two beers. I was plenty buzzed and the tobacco smoke, dim lighting and soft music set a relaxing atmosphere. The bar was in the middle and was surrounded by ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/16/the-lounge/</link>
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		<title>Temptress</title>
		<description>I met him when I was an eighteen year old temp just out of high school. He was the hottest and most sophisticated guy I had ever met. I wanted him to think of me as a mid-twenties sophisticated career girl and I think he did; until he entered me.
I ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/16/temptress/</link>
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		<title>The Storm</title>
		<description>The clouds rumbled overhead. The Virgin walked unsteadily towards his destination with his sneakers sinking into the soft mud with every step. He was going to see Her. It was time he was made a man. He shivered as the cold wind blew over him and he clutched at the ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/16/the-storm/</link>
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		<title>Paranoid</title>
		<description>The rain slammed hard down on the little white sedan as it drove through the night.
David was tired. He'd had a long day at work and wanted to get home and relax. He hated working at a restaurant. God, how he hated it. People giving him attitude, people being downright ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/16/paranoid/</link>
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		<title>Denial Ch. 06</title>
		<description>The next morning, Maxine awoke me with breakfast in bed. Juice, coffee, and toast. I was still dressed as a woman, and she said that when I finish breakfast, I should get out of the clothing. She sat next to me with her head on my shoulder. "I hope you're ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/15/denial-ch-06/</link>
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		<title>Delivery Gal Ch. 02</title>
		<description>I had my fun day off and went back to work the next day. I told them all that it must have been the one day flu or something. Everyone seemed to be glad I was back since work was starting to back up. Taking a day off in the ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/15/delivery-gal-ch-02/</link>
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		<title>Hot and Sweet Ch. 19</title>
		<description>I was awakened the next morning by the sensation of a pair of tongues circling my cock. Jana and Dana were both under the covers kissing each other with my cock in between them and alternately sucking on it. I warned them when I was about to cum. One of ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/15/hot-and-sweet-ch-19/</link>
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		<title>Angela Waiting</title>
		<description>This is a continuation of Angela and Devin's story. You can read more about Angela and Devin in my other submissions. Some are written out of time sequence, but each story can stand alone. Chronologically this encounter occurs immediately after "Angela's First Lessons".
In this story Angela has to wait while ...</description>
		<link>http://www.deepseadetectives.com/2008/05/15/angela-waiting/</link>
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		<title>A Ticklish Tussle</title>
		<description>It was a small little wrestling ring, perhaps 8 feet across and 8 feet wide, surrounded by what looked to be thick bungee ropes and covered in a cushioned tarp.  Reba tried to calm the butterflies in her stomach as she stepped onto it, clad in a wonderfully skimpy ...</description>
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