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Dawn Avery spent most of her twenties on a wild journey of sexual curiosity, she now dedicates herself to writing and creative expression. Dawn has always thrived on sensuality and human relationships. She has written about love and the complexity of sex and fidelity for her entire life. Living just miles from the beach in Hillcrest, California she shares an apartment with her two cats and many personalities.
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I’m Anna, and these are my confessions. In the last few weeks I have embarked on a journey that has taken me places I never thought I would ever go. The Temptation of Anna started when I met a woman named Claire at a local tavern called the Bucket List that is owned by my friend Tanya. I am a pretty ordinary girl with an ordinary job working the front desk at a dental office. My husband is a Fire Captain for the Los Angeles fire department. We are a regular All-American couple. When I met Claire she had a sensuality to her I couldn’t resist, with velvety skin, perfectly straight auburn hair and a slivery Irish accent. Claire saw something in me that I never really looked at close enough. Up until now, I have had a very content marriage with my husband Christopher. Our marriage has lasted well over a decade. Although we have never been able to have children, we have always been good companions. Despite the fact that our sex had dwindled to pretty much non-existence over the years, I really thought I had a succssful relationship. I never thought that the sexual urges that I didn’t have towards my husband, could actually be a direct sign that I may not really enjoy sex with men at all. Claire, this mysterious artist who happened to find me at my favorite bar felt the need to point that out to me. After a few drinks and a lot of conversation this exotic woman and I started an affair with sudden and animalistic sex on top of a high-table near the bar and ignored the people watching. Something inside my womanhood was suddenly yearning for exploring more and more of my desires and I had an insatiable thirst for other women. I felt very guilty for having this affair and vowed never to see Claire again, until I found her business card that I thought I had thrown away.