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There was a diner, of sorts, on the first floor of the building. It served pre-packaged sandwiches and salads. There were also hot soups, Polish sausages, hot dogs, kraut and the like.

Maggie wasn't interested in the fatty foods, so she chose a bowl of mushroom soup, with lemonade, and took it to one of the small tables that were scattered around. She sat in one of two chairs at the table.

She was joined by Helen, who asked if she could sit in the other chair. Neither woman seemed to be interested in conversation. Reggie approached a few minutes later, laden down with two cardboard trays, one containing a huge Polish sausage on what looked like a tiny bun. It was covered with sauerkraut and mustard. The other held a regular hot dog on a bun, drenched with chili and sprinkled onions with cheese. He balanced those on one hand, and carried a 32 ounce soda in the other.

He set them on the table without invitation, and got a chair from another table and sat down.

"How can you eat that?" asked Helen, wrinkling her nose. "That stuff will kill you."

"Like you care," said Reggie. He used a plastic fork to worry a huge bite of the Polish sausage loose and then stuffed it, dripping kraut, into his mouth.

"That's disgusting," said Helen, looking away.

"Manf's godda eet," mumbled Reggie.

"Behave yourself!" said Maggie sternly. "You're acting like an animal."

Reggie chewed and swallowed. He looked unconcerned. "White people think blacks are animals anyway," he said. "Don't make no difference how I eat."

"Why did you sit with us, then?" asked Maggie. She actually wanted to know, to her surprise.

"If I sit alone, people will think I'm casing the joint," he said easily. "If I sit with you, they don't pay no attention to me."

"Do you really believe that?" asked Maggie, shocked.

"Sometime I'll sit alone and you just watch what happens," he said. "There will be security guards all over the place within minutes."

"That's awful," said Maggie.

Reggie looked at her. She wasn't quite what he'd expected when he'd first seen her. He'd expected her to keep her distance, and ignore him as much as possible. This was twice now that she'd seemed to actually be interested in something he said.

"I'm used to it," he said. "It's just part of being black."

"Well you're welcome to sit with us any time," said Maggie.

"I can't believe you said that," said Helen.

"What kind of stick you got up your butt?" asked Reggie. "I expected HER to be a racist, but you looked cool."

"My only objection is that the way you eat makes me ill," said Helen. "My four year old is more polite when he eats than you are."

"She's right," said Maggie, leaning toward Reggie. "You'd get a lot further with people if you were more civilized."

Reggie stared at her. She was an odd one. One minute she was friendly as could be, and the next she was calling him uncivilized. But rather than antagonize her, he let it pass.

He put a smaller bite of the chili dog in his mouth, chewed, swallowed and washed it down with some Coke. "So," he said. "How about that wild orgasm stuff, huh? I never heard no shit like that before. Is that true?"

Helen looked at him with a frown. "Why do you think we'd know something about that?" she asked.

"I don't think we're supposed to be discussing the trial," Maggie reminded them.

"You're women," said Reggie simply, ignoring Maggie's warning.

"I do not believe this," snorted Helen. "You think everybody else is racist, and in the meantime, you're sexist."

"Well," said Reggie, leaning back and taking not the least offense at being called sexist, "the way I see it, I'm a man, right? I know what a man feels. But I can't know what a woman feels, right? Cause I'm not a woman. So I didn't think there was any problem with asking a woman how a woman feels. If that makes me sexist, then I guess I'm sexist."

Down the street, at a Subway restaurant, Jane Quincy and Rick Brown sat across from each other. Rick had seen her looking around uncertainly at the front doors of the courthouse. He had recognized his opportunity to approach the MILF and took it.

"There's a Subway down there," he said, smiling.

"Oh," she said, as the attractive man approached her. "I don't need much. I guess that would be fine."

As they sat, eating, he tried to work his magic. He was affable and smiled at her. He told her a little about himself, but asked a lot more questions than she did, getting her to talk about her own life more than they talked about his.

The ice had been broken, and he moved on.

"So," he said. "This jury duty thing is a pain, huh?"

"Oh I don't know," said Jane. "I think it's kind of exciting." She frowned. "Or I did. Some of the things I've heard are making me want to throw up." She put her sandwich down and stared at it.

"Yeah, I guess so," he said. "There's some strange people in the world. That's for sure. She's guilty as sin, that one. She sits over there looking all calm and collected, but she burned that guy to death, sure as anything."

"I guess you're right," said Jane. "I don't understand how a woman could do that." She wrinkled her nose. "Burning a man to death! That's so awful!"

"I mean I get why she did it," said Rick. "A guy does something like that to her ... I guess any woman would hate a guy like that and want to kill him."

"Not me," said Jane. "I could never kill anybody."

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway. The law is the law and she did it and that's that. You know what they say. Don't do the crime if you can't do the time."

He grinned, even though there was nothing to grin about.

"You need to eat," he said. "A good looking woman like you needs to keep herself healthy for her man."

He was pleased that she blushed, instead of taking offense. He'd have to work slowly, but it was already looking like he might have a decent chance to bang her.

Danny saw some of the others going into the diner. He wasn't interested in chit chat with them. So he limped down the street to a McDonalds on the corner, where he engaged in his favorite pastime, watching people. He'd gotten into that by necessity, in Iraq. He'd had to learn to recognize the signs of the terrorist who was nervous as he prepared to negotiate an attack of some kind. His natural curiosity had helped, and he'd become somewhat of an aficionado at guessing what people were thinking about as they went about their daily business.

He'd been watching the woman during the trial. She was a good looking woman, but he ignored that. Physical beauty meant nothing. Instead he'd watched her react to the various testimony. She'd looked sad at times, and uncomfortable at others. But when that cop was on the stand, she'd just lit up. There was something going on there. The cop had testified that he'd "bumped into" her. And they'd been together again, at least once, because she'd confessed to him that she torched the poor son of a bitch in the car, too. He shuddered. He'd seen too many burned bodies. He'd heard the screams of men burning to death.

Suddenly, he wasn't all that hungry any more.

Waldo was still pouting about the fact that he hadn't been elected foreman. He needed some affirmation, though he wouldn't have thought about it that way. As they left he chose Hank as the man most likely to align with him, even though the man hadn't said a word yet in the jury room, other than to introduce himself.

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The storm seemed to be just getting started. Fred could hear the wind outside his home. It had not started to rain yet. But the forecast said that it would be torrential rains during the storm. And with this storm being so big and moving so slowly, it would be a long sustaining assault by Mother Nature.Far off in the distance, Fred could hear the faint rumblings of thunder. Yes, this storm promised to be a bad one. It was 10pm, and Fred had decided that both him and Jennifer his 18-year-old...

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First day of work

I was walking to my new job. Once I got there, I was introduced to my new boss, Miss Jordan Tutwhiler. She was tall, cinnamon brown hair, tan with icey blue eyes. She was beautiful. She said, " Hello, Miss Janglar." and I just said "hi". She showed me to my own little office. And told me what to do. I said "Thank you" then she left and I carried on. After work Miss Tutwhiler invited me to dinner. So we drove to her place and ate spaghetti and meatballs. Then she sat me down her couch. I asked...

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TimewalkingChapter 4

While we walked, I reminded Sally of the kind of danger that we were in. The Egyptians at the time were very dogmatic, at least the priests were, about the sanctity and dignity of the pharaohs. They might decide to kill us out of hand for even being this close to the son of the current pharaoh. Sally took the whole thing much calmer than I did, as if she knew a secret that I was not a party to. Okay, if she was not worried, I would just do the worrying for both of us. With the boy to slow us...

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The Park Adventure

Kara. Her dark long tresses called me to her, even when I knew she was not long to be part of my life. Kara. No matter my resolve to stop seeing her, one look from her and I was once again smitten and under her spell. I had been looking forward to spending time with her but she called and cancelled due to a friend that wanted to go out and chat about a breakup. My roommate sensed the opportunity to drag me out and didn’t waste much time. “Let’s go cruise and chat with girls. She won’t say you...

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Incidental black pregnancy

Mature white wife was visiting a secluded nude beach in Italy. She received many stares as she walked along the beach, few bathers here and there. They loved her curvy figure, 44EE-37-45, gorgeous long blonde hair (okay, it's dyed now, she can't stand grey), stunning blue eyes, chiseled jaw, basically a gorgeous voluptuous mature woman!She notices a young handsome black man lying in a semi-shaded area on his towel facing upward. She stops to say hi to him, makes sure her towel is over her far...

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Tara 6 CrossroadsChapter 30

Dinner was quite lively. Micky and Ronan showed both Hetty and Ricky the jewellery they had selected and asked if they thought it would do. Both agreed the pieces were in alignment with the girls’ primary disciplines and complimented them on their choices. Ricky even mentioned that he hadn’t seen either set before, and he was glad that they now had new owners who would appreciate them. He then mentioned that he had sent a note to his grandmother and informed her he wished an audience on an...

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My Cock was Covered with His Cum

Hello,It was several years ago that my wife and I tried swinging we went out to a swingers club several times but didn't find any one that really interested us. It just happened one day my wife was talking to her girl friend Anna and she mentioned swinging, it seems that her friend also was interested and had the same let down that we had. After talking to me about it she talked to her friend and we decided to do it with Anna and Jim.They set it up for that next Saturday night when her friend...

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Sister in Law 7 entraps friend Part 4

If you haven't read the earlier stories, I suggest you start at Sister in Law 7 entraps friend. This starts the day after Sister in Law 7 entraps friend Part 3.The mobile rang and Jennie's partner answered. Luckily the man on the end of the line asked who was speaking rather than getting straight into it. So Mob was passed over to Jen."Hi Jen here, who am I talking to and how did you get my number?" "You may recall you offered me a coffee when I stopped you fro breaking the law. Mike here." "Oh...

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Hypnotising My Brother to Cure His Shyness optional part two

*Be warned this part is optional for a reason, it involves pegging which for the uninitiated is when a girl uses a strapon on a guy, it's not for everyone.* I then when I recovered got Adam to clean up and dress. One of the nicest things about hypnosis was ordering someone to clean up things. She couldn't wait for tomorrow but she had to set things up. ‘Ok Adam in your room in the top drawer I have placed a butt plug and a tube of lube you are to insert the plug and wear it for the rest of...

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Helping a man in need

It was a cold winter night and for the seventh time I forgot to go to the supermarket. Because I was too hungry I really needed to go to a night shop. I normally don't go to nightshops but i guess you can make an exception. So I put on my pants and my shirt and go outside. There's a bit snow but it's not snowing, lucky for me. Though it's pretty cold and I can feel my nipples are getting hard due to the cold and me just being there in my shirt. The night shop isn't that far away but it still is...

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What Youre Missing Part Five

Introduction: Luke and Lila finally wed! But will Lilas experiences hinder the honeymoon? Everyone stood to their feet as the music started. Lila breathed in and out softly behind her veil, her tummy making cartwheels within her. This was it! With her dad on her arm, she took her first step down the aisle. All eyes were on her, from her trim little waist to her golden blonde ringlets, braided and piled on her head. Her dress was long and lace, and it had been in her family for generations. So...

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Losing It

Do you know what it's like to have something take over your whole life? To be so obsessed that every waking thought leads only in a single direction? I do. My preoccupation was the usual one for a sixteen year-old male - sex - but I was a particularly suitable case for treatment. What really gripped me was that I seemed to be the last of my entire class to have a proper girlfriend. To hear the others talk, you'd believe they spent every night in some incredible bonk-fest. Not me. I wasn't...

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Working Saturday

I don’t relish the idea of working on a Saturday, though I often find myself doing so. I shouldn’t be so quick to complain though. This particular Saturday was an exception. I had gotten to my office about 10:30 a.m., thinking I would work about three or four hours, get a few letters written and maybe catch up on some reading. I was dressed in shorts and a polo shirt, my weekend summer uniform. I hadn’t bothered shaving, though I took a long shower to wake myself up and to try and motivate...

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unexpected fun

After a long day at work I often enjoy going to a local bar and having a few drinks. It's a quiet and dimly lit bar that is a little off the beaten track. I can almost always find an isolated booth in a corner and just relax. This night, however, was an exception. The bar wasn't packed, but all the booths were occupied by at least one other person, and there were no empty stools at the bar. A waitress approached me and told me that she could seat me at a booth with only one other person if that...

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Aunt Jennies Buddy

I ditched the last two periods that day because I knew that with the pep rally going on, there would be plenty of opportunities to disappear without getting caught. I had no use for pep rallies; if they weren't going to teach me anything, then they had no business keeping me. I figured I had better things to do with my time, and as I slipped away, I had no idea how right I was. Even before I reached the front door, I could hear music blaring within. My Aunt Jennie was staying with us for a...

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Nurse ko Hospital me Ragdke Choda

Hi doston, I am Dev from Mumbai. Sorry friend’s main 2-month tak aap logo se mil nahi saka actuly meri mom ka accidant ho gaya tha toh unki dekh rekh karne main aap logo se mil nahi saka wese mere pass aap logo ko aapni ek or story bata raha hun jo ek hospital main bani. Main ab apni kahani sunata hoon. Main ek private hospital mein accidant ke bad mom ko addmit karaya us waqt mom coma main thi mom ko kafi chote aayi thi ees liye unka opreionkiya gaya phir unko ICU main shift kar diya gaya. Jis...

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