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The following is fiction. Any relation to real persons or events is purely coincidental. 

It happened during my last semester of college. I was 21 at the time and living at home with my dad and my 16 year old brother. My parents split up four years before that and my mom thought that Dennis and I would be better off being raised by another male than by her. I was sitting upstairs in our family room when Dennis' 15 year old Asian girlfriend, Aiko Furusato, knocked on the door looking for him. "Sorry Aiko, but he's at the Dodgers game with my dad," I informed her. "They probably won't be home until around midnight with the traffic." "Oh shit," she said, making a facepalming motion." He told me he was going to some game today. Tell him I came by," she replied. 

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Priya's Temptation



Priya's family had traditional Indian values, which meant she had been brought up quite conservatively. Looking bookish through most of her adolescence, by the time she finished high school, Priya was a clear beauty, slim with smooth copper skin. She had high cheekbones and a dazzling smile, and, with a last growth spurt at 18 was rather tall, with long legs to complement a firm round ass. Priya was a sweet girl who was well liked but she did not have a serious boyfriend in high school, when she spent most of her time focusing on her studies. 

In fact, other than Logan, the man who eventually became her husband, Priya had had only one boyfriend, the man she lost her virginity to at college. 

Logan was also Indian, much to the delight of Priya's family, but he was third generation in America and had not been brought up with traditional Indian values. Logan was a laid back guy, who treated Priya well. Priya had met him in psychology class at college.

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Backseat Fun & Games


Ellen had moved up to the Mt. Charleston with Frank, her soon to be ex-husband, and Jimmie, her 18 year old son at the beginning of last summer. She thought the change of scenery from Las Vegas and its myriad of vices would maybe save her marriage. Simply put it was all only wishful thinking. Her marriage was still a train wreck despite the change of scenery. 

Frank was sitting at home drunk and in ill spirits as usual and began to heap his usual diatribe of verbal abuse on her as soon as she walked in the door from a long day at work. 

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When I came back downstairs after changing out of my bikini, I was in my running shorts and tank top. I really needed to sweat this one out. Dad had disappeared but I could hear Rachel singing happily. Some old cantopop song she liked. I'd give her that, she sang well.

She looked up as I walked past the kitchen. "Going for an afternoon run, Hayley? It's warm out there."

"Yeah, I need a good run to clear my head." I really did. 

Rachel laughed. "Good idea, just take lots of water and your phone, okay."

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