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Testament of how I banged my costar on a movie set! [M/F]

Every year groups of aspiring filmmakers take part in the 48 Hour Film Project. Teams have exactly two days to write, shoot, edit, and turn in a finished seven minuet film. This year I buggered my costar on set. This is my story.

I met Joan that morning at 4am. We sat on the porch of the directors house and read through the latest draft of the script. Inside there were ten people who hadn't slept at all building sets and planning shots. From the moment Joan and I started reading lines together you couldn't help but notice. . . we had zero fucking chemistry.

Affairs of a life - The Sales Meeting

Life was good. I had started a new business three years before, and it was beginning to show some promise. My husband Jack's business was now thriving. The past three years he had held a sales meeting for key clients, located on a very nice island off the southwest coast of Florida. As most of the clients lived in cool or cold weather climates, it was a wonderful winter break to attend these meetings where one could enjoy the warm weather!

Casual encounter with a friend at the bar [F][M]

This happened a few months ago. A friend invited me to the bar and I decided to show up. We had hung out before but nothing had ever happened. This would be the first time it was just the two of us though. A little about Kaitlyn, she is about 5'5" 105 lbs. nice firm C cups and loves to wear little slutty shorts when she goes out. Like i said we have hung out before but never just the two of us. We decided to go to this little country dive bar and have a few beverages. My poison of choice is whiskey hers happened to be Vodka and Redbull.

[M] My 2nd time with Jess. The girl I can't stop thinking about.

The first story - https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3idkek/m_story_of_my_first_time_have_told_only_a_few/

A Dalliance From Ti[M]es Abroad

I spotted her from across the smoking area, wearing a sun dress. I'm a sucker for a summer sun dress, the way it flows and reveals, the way it lets a womans' body speak for itself. I was abroad, and my grasp of the language was not at a fluent level. I am not a sharp dresser, and don't necessarily present myself well. Also, I was sporting a mustache, which many women find to be an either-or sort of feature. My confidence was not initially high.

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