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	<title>Heating Up The Kitchen</title>
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	<description>An erotic journey that embodies the passions of lovemaking and sensual foods</description>
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		<title>At Last</title>
		<description><![CDATA[by Sabre
She&#8217;d been waiting for this for what seemed like forever. &#8220;Life just keeps getting in the way. Well, no more!&#8221; she thought to herself. Her resolve was firm. Today is the day.
He arrived home from work a few minutes early. He planned to surprise her. As he walked through the door, he called for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Shot in the Dark</title>
		<description><![CDATA[by Dr. Spin
My wife knew more people than I at this extravagant party.
It was all about her people and those with whom she worked. It would have been forgettable but for the fierce storm raging outside, letting loose cracks of thunder which made women jump and squeal, and especially but for the silver-plated bonus of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Humble Pepper</title>
		<description><![CDATA[by Seabass©
We&#8217;ve always liked to use food to enhance our sex ever since we read &#8220;Like Water for Chocolate&#8221; and that book by Marquez where the wacky dictator puts asparagus into the vaginas of the local towns women. I think that is actually where we got the idea from, sophomore year of college literature class. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>You Can Leave Your Hat On</title>
		<description><![CDATA[She must have seen him some time before she came over to introduce herself and shake his hand because, as she withdrew hers, he was aware of the scrap of lace pressed into his own.
Crumpling the material into his palm and placing it in his pocket, he was aware of the warm dampness against his [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Modem</title>
		<description><![CDATA[By Hawk Richards
A melodic hum of Mozart escaped from the office of Dr. Kathy Grey. The furnishings were antiquish; yet bold in an unobtrusive manner, much like the doctor herself.  She took the time her secretary had gone to lunch to sit back and get some work done to the soft music. The interior [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Campus Crusade</title>
		<description><![CDATA[She heard the crack of the blinds mashing against the window and then felt the cool, wet smoothness of the glass against her bare ass. Her hips bucked in an urgent rhythm forcing her cheeks to slide up and down the cool glass. The small room warmed quickly from their passion causing small beads of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Astray</title>
		<description><![CDATA[by Lord Malinov
&#8220;But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain;
The best laid schemes of mice an&#8217; men
Gang aft agley&#8221;
	Burns
Tracy opened her eyes as a door slammed shut, startled into a confused consciousness, momentarily uncertain of where she was laying. The stale smell of unwashed clothes made Tracy grimace and turn away. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heatingupthekitchen.com/astray/</link>
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		<title>Breakfast In Bed</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Laying there watching you sleep, sound and deep, you look so comfortable. Gently I get up trying not to disturb your morning dreams. This morning I want to surprise you with breakfast in bed.  Something I do on occasion, to spark your day, to add a little fuel to the upcoming weekend.
In the kitchen, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Private Party</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The invitation arrived with the mail on Tuesday. At first Beth dismissed it, thinking it was another credit card offer. But just as the attractive young housewife was about to toss the envelope in the trash, something about it caught her attention &#8212; there was no stamp. The expensive black envelope also had no return [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Icing On The Cake</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Ruf was late back so I had already settled myself from the long drive and had time for a welcome powernap. As I emerged from the bedroom to greet him in the hallway, I could smell the afterwork drink at the pub and then taste the familiar residue of the lager on his tongue. Staropramen, [...]]]></description>
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