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After my wife and I divorced the first thing I did after the ink on the divorce papers dried was to move back to the city. I was originally from the city and I had missed it. My wife was a bit of a country girl and our compromise of living in the suburbs was never completely satisfying to me. I missed the vast array of bars, clubs and theaters that the city offered. In addition I missed the vast array of beautiful women. Of course the city had other advantages, like if I ever wanted to buy a TV set at four in the morning it was nice to know I could.

I found a decent job through a friend of mine at a small start-up firm so my income was decent. I also managed to find a decent one-bedroom apartment downtown in my old stomping grounds. Moving downtown immediately brought back memories of all night parties and excessive drinking and other activities, though now that I was a middle-aged man in my forties that was not what I was looking forward to. I was however looking forward to sampling the endless variety of restaurants and women in the area, if not in that order. I quickly met a rather attractive brunette, about fifteen years my junior, at a local watering hole. She had brown eyes and a warm smile. She was trying to make a living as a writer though she was unable to really do that well at it. She shared a small apartment with a friend she had known since high school. Sharon liked to try new restaurants and was a great conversationalist. She also had a lot of energy in the bedroom. Maybe it was because she really didn't work full time, but whatever the reason, I certainly wasn't complaining. ...

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