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This book is purely a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons whether living or deceased, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.


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For the Taking


It had been one of those nights! You know the kind; you want a drink and wouldn’t mind some company but aren’t interested in a hook-up. But when you get to the club, there he is; the guy you weren’t going to let pick you up.

But you do, and he does, and the next thing you know, your pussy is soaking wet, you’re horny as hell and all you want to do is take him home and let him fuck you senseless.

It had been one of those nights. And now we were at my place.

Steve wasn’t exactly a stranger. He was more a friend of a friend, really. I’d seen him at the club now and then and even danced with him a couple of times, but I’d never really thought of him as a bed warmer or pussy pacifier.

And not for any particular reason, actually. It just never got that far for some reason. Steve is a decent-looking guy with a good body. He’s tall and suave and well-mannered. Just what most girls are looking for.

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