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Story's....(no Names Just Thoughts And Chaos)
the echo of boots upon the stone walls rang down the corridor, preceding a pair of figures whom talk quietly amongst themselves. "Well how was the meeting, M'Lord. Did the other Celestial Lords agree? Do they believe you..when you say that a darkness is coming from the rim?" asked the one looking to the other while they walked. "Mafion my friend..they listened only to appease me if they truly believed they would heed my words and sends the naval fleet and give the Release to us. they care nothing more then their own hides anyways..." Respond the other whom is tall and hints of his long platnum hair flow free from within the cowl over his head, and his voice shows a hint of sorrow only old freinds and lovers would notice. "M'Lord...the Release hasn't happend in over a century. What do you think the sighting are on our borders?" quired the other hooded figure a ray of light straying across his face for but a moment as he walked through it, the stained glass window caused a rainb
I saw her at Macys that spring day. She had on a tight ribbed top and a green and blue plaid skirt, bobby socks and her hair back in a ponytail. She was mid-thirties, but she looked about eighteen in that get-up. Her fresh looks and her pert breasts caused me to stop on my way to the cookware section. I picked up a halter from the aisle-side display and glanced at it idly as I watched her shopping for a pair of panties. She already had two pair and was eyeing a third, a sexy thong I noticed. Much to my embarrassment, she looked up and coyly purred, "That's not your size." Red faced I hung the short halter up and smiled back, "Just looking for something for a special lady." Her wicked grin sliced through me, "That's nice, but if I were the special lady, I'd like something from over there," motioning to the bustiers in the corner. "Maybe you could show me one, I'm always getting something too conservative," my cock stirred in my jogging shorts as I sauntered over to h
I hand the wrapping paper to McGee as I open the soft box. I open it slowly and a glitter catches my eye as the light hits its contents. There, inside the box, is a simple, yet beautiful diamond bracelet. 'Ziva, it is beautiful. I can't accept this.' I say as O try to hand her back the box. 'Grace, I don't care if you can't. You have too. I have one exactly like it, and so does Abby and Jenn. Think of it as our little club, kind of like the pink ladies in that one movie with all the singing.' Ziva smiles as she takes it out of the box and helps me put it on. 'Grease, Ziva, the movie was Grease. It starred...' 'We know, Tony.' We all interrupt him before he can finish his sentence. We all laugh at the look on his face. His jaw is dropped mid-word and he has the look of a punished puppy in his eyes. 'Oh, come on, Tony. You know that was funny.' Ziva says trying to make him laugh about it. 'Anyone up for a game of cards?' McGee asks as he walks over the the armoir in my room to retri
Stories From A Girl, Interrupted
Dance of Passion Eyes, devouring each other with their eyes. Lips, touching lightly, nothing else touching, only the lips. She traces his lips with her tongue, Gentle, lightly touching, her tongue enters his mouth, It begins to explore, teasing, tantalizing. Still nothing else touching, only their lips and tongues. Slowly, they move a little closer to each other. Hands, fingertips exploring each other, Lightly caressing, moving up the arms. Slowly, bodies moving closer, Fingertips, caressing each other, barely touching, Bodies touching ever so slightly. Kissing intensely, they are almost one. Fire coursing through their veins to their organs. Fingertips still exploring each other, caressing. His organ, swollen, hard like a stone, Moves toward her sexual palace. He enters the palace and the nectar begins to flow. For now, they are one. The Raindrop I am lying in a field I go there often for inspiration I lay naked on a blanket
Story Suggestions
ok i have writers block on my newest story, so this is a place for any suggestions for the next chapter of the story. Please let me hear what Y/you would like to see happen next with this story the more suggestions i get the better, they might help me get out of this slump that i now find myself in. samara
Story I Wrote Not Done
One day a I was making laws in to Dranor when a good friend Drizzts privet messaged me. Drizzts said there have been reports of a mad hacker riping people to shreds and he backed every thing he stole up on a 10 teribyte hard drive. Drizzts said there is a reward for the person who can slay him. But how do you think I could kill him? I mean if he is a hacker how can some one who is only level 104 like me kill him? I said. Well he said I don't mind meeting up with you and we can get some gear and find out more on whats happening meet me in Fally. So I grabbed my runes and rushed teliported to fally. When I got there I could see drizzts he ran to me form the west bank but there were so many people running around screaming about hackers are coming!. I hear there are the hackers coming form the north form the wildy yelled drizzts. Shouldn't we get out of here then I asked. Drizzts being as fearless as he is said no way!!! we are gonna stand there on the b
The Story Of My Life.
In the movie of our life, starring you and me. Hollywood is in for a treat, wait until they see. The stage is all ours, so let's put on a good show. We act these roles so well, but they will never know. Shakespeare seems out of date, Romeo and Juliet got old. Baby they have nothing on us, so let our story be told. We write romance scenes, like forever had no end. It all comes so natural, with an amazing boyfriend. We've only gotten started, the end is far from now. Nothing can break us up, not even a broken vow. People watch the notebook, is that all Hollywood's got? Boy, you and me alone, make those scenes look hot. They'll write a story one day, and a movie to go with it. Just get us to act it out, It would be the greatest hit. We may never be Hollywood's hottest, Brad and Angelina will be in the past. It will last as long as their careers, but baby you and I will forever last.
Unicorns Soccer for God It was a week later when Uni was woken early by a loud banging on the front door of the Ice Queen’s palace, he groggily slipped into his shorts and staggered, bleary eyed to the door. Outside was the young angel Amanda, dressed in soccer shirt and shorts wearing soccer shoes, she held the soccer ball under her arm that she had been kicking against the door. “Horse here?” She asked with a grin. Uni just mumbled, still half asleep, and leaving her at the door, headed to Sheen’s room, he shook Sheen by the shoulder, told him there was someone at the front door to see him and to get some clothes on, as Sheen pulled his pants on, Uni collapsed on the bed behind him, and even as Sheen turned to ask who, he could see that Uni was already fast asleep. As he headed towards the door, still doing up the top button on his pants he heard her voice seconds before he saw her, “Come on horse, we got a big say ahead of us.” Sheen had a huge smile on his
This is the first chapter of a story I wrote. I hope to get chapter 2 posted in a week. If you like this story please comment. Bad November Disclaimer: This is the first chapter in a story I wrote. None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is not intended. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This story is planned to be revised and maybe I can talk the writer to let me post them here if people like them. Please comment and let the writer and me know what you like or don't like. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involed sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from the song Masquerade - This is the masquerade/
The fires of hell have ravaged his body. Leaving him weary and worn. Bleeding and scared. The dragon has devestated his world and his heart. Tearing from him that which his soul revolved around. But the battle is not over yet. Not bye a long mile. And yet he struggles back to his feet, armor torn and bent, sword broken and dulled. The beast screams in hate and evil malice, seeking to kill. To destroy. To rend and consume. The battle weary worrior gains his feet again, standing defient at the feet of the dragon. Screaming his response in firey determination, grief, anger and bold defience to the beast. The battle. Raging for a milinium. Longer. Hard every time. The beast feeds, the warrior fights and is victorious or falls and is devoured. This warrior will not give up. No matter the time. No matter the location. The distance or the terrain. Fires, mountains or storms. His heart is ripped and shredded but he will continue the fight. Win...lose...draw...he will rage on. N
Story Time......
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Stories Of Passion
Passion The night was crisp and cool. The moon was full and the stars were brightly twinkling in the sky. Soft music is playing in the night. As I stand there under the stars you come up behind me and wrap your arms around my body. You kiss my neck and whisper into my ear that you want to make love to me. I turn around and look into your beautiful blue eyes and we begain to passionately kiss one another. As we kiss you pull me closer to your body. Every ounce of me wants you. My body tingles with excitement and I am wet with desire. You take my hand and we go into the house. As we walk to the bedroom you reach for me and we again kiss. As we embrace we fall to the bed and all the passion that has been built up in us just comes rushing out. You take your tongue and slowly go from my lips to my neck then to my breasts. You then go ever so slowly to my stomach then to my inner thighs. As I just about to moan you go between my legs. Your tongue feels so good to my wet pussy. As you f
my new job Well it's been a long month since I gotten layoff from my job and tiring to find a new one. So one night when I was out with friends they told me I should start my own business. So being a handyman I started thinking that's what I should do. I live in a small town and I know i would get work being most of the guys that work have to drive a long ways and that doesn't leave much time to fix things around the house. I wasn't going to charge much because I just love doing it. So I put my name out there and before you knew I had people calling and fixing things from sinks and painting and even roofs. But this one day I get a call from this lady and she told me she has a list a mile long and if I had time to help her out. So Friday morning I drove to her place and as I drove up the drive the house was a mess. I know I would be here for some time. I knocked on the door and she answered and the first think that came into my brain is damn she's cute. Hi I'm Jackie thanks for coming
A Story For You!!
As you lay in bed to night picture me at the foot wearing nothing but a pair of high heels and a smile. As I slowly move my hand down the side of my face I wet the tip of my finger with my tongue. My hand moves across my chest to find my now very hard nipples, I start to caress my breast then slowly move my hand down across my navel. I'm totally enjoying the feeling of my own hands and the weight of your stare. As I hear your breath get deep I move my hand lower. I find the fine line of hair that has been shaved just right to guide the way to my now very hot pussy. I slowly run my finger across my clit, working my way between the lips softly caressing every inch my finger easily slips into my extremely wet pussy. I can feel the muscle as they quiver in side me, with pussy juice now running down my finger I bring my hand back up to taste the juices I so long to give you. You reach for me our bodies finally touch and you? Your turn can you help me finish my story ?
The Store Guy.
So me and my girl jacie went to the store..I needed some ciggs n stuff.So we get what we need and Im paying..The guy behind the counter looks at me...says ur pretty hot (this is an older chinese man by the way) I was like LOL thanks.He then proceeds to tell Us that we are both pretty Hot...We thank him..he hands me the change...and says Keep it Real.....Yay for random store guys hitting on us...LOL
Running through the dark, time rushing ahead of me Not knowing where I'm going but turning, ducking and weaving. Branches scratch at my face, tiny droplets of blood form in their wake. The back of my hand wipes away the blood but leaves a salty pain. My breath is failing me, lungs scream, won't fill up, not fully. It's dark but I think I see a light ahead. Help, oh sweet sanity, the light grows closer.... WAIT moves too, erratic, noises, yelling? How did they get infront of me, did I turn full circle and run the wrong way? Huge tree fallen in my path, hollow underneath, I can fit, I'm tiny now. Quiet except for my beating heart, shhhhhh, shhhhhhhhhh please be still, don't scream, don't scream. I need to be safe, need to be still, safe, quiet! Footsteps, closer and closer now.....heart races! Hold my breath, they are right above me, tears stream from my eyes and sting the cuts on my face. My hands on my mouth, does it help? I feel it helps. My pants grow warm betwe
The Storm
A tear in the fabric of reality An illusion or the truth? The ashes of your awakening Delusions of your youth. The dreams you once had Have become warped and twisted. Refrain from the thoughts you have Tremble on what once existed. Slip away from your morality As your essence becomes frayed Lose the battle against insanity These skies are turning grey. Fall back into the dust As your vision becomes obscured Scream into the face of lust Stand where death once lured. A taste for vengeance The seed of your betrayal Losing grip as my head spins Seeking truth but lies prevail. Fading into the darkness What once was can never be You're living off my weakness Captivity will never set me free. I am not meant to be here When will you let me go? My face is tainted by tears Feelings will never be shown. Slap on that smile Again, another day I'm living in denial Because there's no sun after the rain.
The Legend  Chapter 1 How It Began During the occupation of Britain the Romans used many great military leaders as governors of the British provinces. After the Romans were called out of Britain to help defend Rome from its own invaders, Britain was left with very little in the way of a governing body. There were many small Kingdoms, all fighting amongst each other. With the Romans gone the Danes found Britain easy to defeat, one small kingdom at a time. A young prince was soon to prove himself in battle. His grandfather was a Roman General and his grandmother was a British Princess. He learned military strategy from his grandfather at a very young age and put this knowledge to good use, when at the age of seventeen he was pronounce King after his father was poisoned by neighbouring King who was after his land. This neighbouring King figured that it would be an easy matter to take the land now that the father was dead. He figured wrong. Three Days after he was pronounced King, the yo
Story Of My Life
WARNING!!!!!! This story is filled with graffic details, and violence sex, if this offends you, please stop here! An assignment by Lord Fury A NightMare She checked all the doors, and the windows, to make sure they were all locked. She went into her room turning off all the lights behind her, and turning on the one in her room, on her bedside table. Slowly peeling off her white dress shirt and bra, next her black long skirt and matching panties. she started the shower in the bathroom, feeling the water to ensure that it was warm enough to climb into, she pulled the glass door open and slipped into the shower, slowly closing the door behind her. She began to wet her hair and slender body, savoring every minute of the nice warm water , as it soothed her aching muscles....It had been a very long hard day at the office, and she could not think of anything better, than getting cleaned up and laying down for the night. She worked some shampoo into a lather and began to wa
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Story I Wrote
This is a story for a friend. Let’s call my friend AR AR is a cop and he is one of my best friends he liked my other story so I am writing another one. Chrissy is in her living room watching TV when she hears a noise outside she gets off the couch and looks out the window. She sees a car outside with 2 guys in it and she thinks nothing of it because she is use to having guys outside her house now that she is a toy for 12 guys. AR is her master and she calls him to ask him if the 2 guys are his he says yes they are and if they come in the house she is to play with them any way they want. She says yes master and hangs up the phone. 1 of the guys comes in the house and she asked him if she could help him. He said that all he needed right now was the bathroom and a drink she said ok and ask if he was on duty or not. He said no he was not on duty and he told her that he wanted a beer so he went to the bathroom and she got his beer. He came out of the bathroom and took the be
Story Time
Erica and I had just gotten home from the club and were beat. Our Friday nights usually went on and on at the clubs. Most of the time spent dancing and drinking. Erica turned to me and said she was going to take a shower before we headed off to bed. I grinned inside, made up some lame line about being hungry, and was going to make something to eat. She nodded at me and stripped bare as she walked to the bathroom, tossing her clothes onto the floor. "Damn she's got a hot body!" I thought to myself. I waited for a few minutes, to try and make her believe that I really was getting something to eat. I frequently hopped in the shower with her and she's hardly ever surprised. I quietly stripped down in the kitchen and snuck into the bathroom. The tiny bathroom was filled with steam and the scent of her soap. I could feel myself grow hard as I crept up to the bathtub. I slowly pulled the shower curtain aside and there she was. Her back was to me, the water and soap blending and cascading down
A Story Of A Girl
May 10, 2008 A girl around the age of 18, her brunette hair dangling in her face, tears streaming out of her eyes. She has been waiting for so long for him to come back into her life. The love of her life, the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. All of that is gone now, she is all alone in this world once again. In her heart she knows she will never find anyone quite like him. Her heart is breaking, her world is falling apart and she has no one to turn to, nobody knows how she is feeling. Dying inside, knowing she will never be the same. Days pass turning into weeks and then into months. she is still the same girl but no one would have guessed. A smile hides more pain than anybody can imagine. She may seem look like everything is alright but looks aren't everything. to tell the truth she is actually crying, dying to have him back in her life. She can't seem to get him out of her mind. There's a hole in her heart where his love used to belong. All she wants in the w
back in the day when it was not cool or hip or fashionable i was into the rave scene and yes if you must know i was the guy that was in the jeans that at least 3 peaople could fit into and no i dont have photos from that tyme in my life cause it was not meant to be captured just thru my eyes and my eyes alone i will say this before i got into that scene i have to admit i was a full blown goth im talkin black eyeliner lipstic fishnet shirts black leather pants kick ass black boots the whole nine till one day i was on my way up north and it was mid winter or so and there was like at least a foot of snow on the ground and a guy i worked with wanted to go fix his truck and he needed a lift so i was like you buy the gas and i drive said sure so we stopped at a convient store and gettin some smokes for the trip and just as we were walkin out these two women approached us and asked if it was my car out there with the tool sticker on it and i was like why whats goin on with it they were like
                When you have come the edge                 Of all the light that you know                                    and                 you are about to drop off into the darkness                          Of  the unknown,                      Faith is knowing                  One of two things will happen:          There will be something solid to stand on                                     or                      You will learn to fly. I’m the guy who will hold you clo
A Story Of Creation
In the beginning was the word, and the word was God. In the beginning was God, and all else was darkness and void, and without form. He created the sun, and the moon, and the stars, so that light might pierce the darkness. The earth God divided between the land and the sea, and these He filled with many assorted creatures. And the dark, salty, slimmy creatures that inhibited the murky depths of the ocean, God called sailors. And He dressed them accordingly with little trousers that looked like bells at the bottom and with shirts that had cute little flaps on them to hide the hickeys on their necks. He also gave them long sideburns and shabby looking beards. God nicknamed them "squids" and banished them to a lifetime at sea, so that normal folks would not have to associate with them. To further identify these unloved creatures, He called them "petty" and "commodore" instead of titles worthy of red-blooded men. And the flaky creatures of the land, God called soldie
Okay, now that I'm done rearranging my writing into one folder (sorry, didn't have the Fubar blog system down yet) and everyone has taken their pokes at my work, time to move on to my story. This story is 100% true. So I'm dating this girl who lives about 30 miles from me back when I was about 19. She's one of those girls who wouldn't ever let me leave when I wanted to. She'd do things like give me a blowjob to make me stay. (I know, dirty trick.) She was also the kind of girl that would start giving me blowjobs while I was asleep, but this is a different story. (Certified freak.) Anyway I finally get the clinger off of me to start the drive home at 3 a.m. I'm rather tired and it's the middle of December, so I roll my windows down in an effort to stay awake. It's not working. I start slapping myself in the face (yes, I have problems) and that's not keeping me awake either. I start singing along with Sublime's "Wrong Way" thinking that will help. No dice. I wake up t
Jake looks at His beloved slave, Emma, as she lay on their big bed, arms above her head, legs spread slightly apart, just the way He wanted her. she was wearing the corset He had bought for her. It was a dark dark blue lace. Making her dark blue eyes glow. The corset was the under the bust kind, the kind that didn't cover her small, but beautiful tits, instead, it pushed them up. Already perky, they were pushed even higher with her nipples hard as little pebbles. she wore no panties as was His rule but she did don a pair of thigh highs that were held in place by garter straps that were attached to the corset. A vision of loveliness He thought as He looked her over. she lay perfectly still, an order from her Master. He had made her promise not to move until He told her to. He remembered their words, "No moving, my dear." "Yes Master." "That's My girl". He knew it was eating her up not to be able to spread her legs wider for Him. He had placed her on the bed just so, just
Master and i had been together many years and the bond Wwe'd built was as solid as they come. Wwe'd found a comfortable place with each other and had settled into some semblance of what was "normal" for Uus. But when i got home from work early last night, i found myself pleasantly surprised to see His car already parked in front of the house. Entering, i drop my keys and head toward the kitchen looking for some sign of Him. And on hearing me moving around His voice greets me from the dining room. "Stop there My little shade." His voice...His tone sends shivers down my spine and i freeze in place. Knowing He has games in mind, i quickly strip out of my skirt and shirt, leaving my bra, garters, hose and heels as i hear footsteps and know i don't have enough time for complete nudity. i drop to my knees, keeping my heels together and spreading my thighs as far apart as i can. my hands locked behind my neck, i drop my eyes to the floor just in time to see His feet as He enters the hallwa
The Storage Room
It had been a long day at work, I was tired and thinking about going home to you and of the fun we would have. I was the last one left here and had just got to sort out a couple of boxes from the storeroom before my working day could end. I sorted out the boxes, which were small and not too heavy, so I decided to carry them back down to the storeroom and put them away, always finish what you start. I got to the bottom of the stairs and realised how dark it was in the basement, a slight shiver of fear ran down my spine, as I fumbled to find the light switch, juggling the two boxes. I couldn't reach the switch and managed to drop a box in the process, cursing I put the second box on the floor and clicked on the light switch, nothing!! Damn, the bulb must have blown. I hesitated for a moment and thought, oh well, the boxes only need to go just inside the storeroom door, to the right, so I opened the door and put one box down, as I reached for the second box I thought I heard something
I've taken my clothes off, when fresh out of the shower, you come up close to me from behind and wrap your arms around me in a nice affectionate hug. You nuzzle your nose into my hair just a little and breathe in my fragrance. I wrap my arms in your arms as you embrace me from behind. Then I tilt my head slightly so my hair falls to one side and so your lips can touch softly to my neck. You smell the sweet honeysuckle scent I placed on the back of my neck just for you. As your nose fills with the heady sweet scent, you think to yourself, mmmmmm, she smells so good! I lean my body back against yours a little harder so I can feel your lust against my backside as it grows. Your hands start roaming my naked body a bit as the desire to explore me takes over your mind. I drop my hands and reach back with one arm and put it gently on your bottom to pull your hardness even closer to my body. You cup both of my breasts in your hands and then one hand slowly begins to roam down my body to my
*she walks into the house from a long day of errands. she senses something is off. something in the air that tells her that she has done something wrong, and she will pay for it*   "Hello?" she calls answer   "Master? Are You here?"   *she slowly walks thru the house, trying to see if anyone is around. Turning on every light as she continues, she reaches the bedroom and pauses. The door is closed and the light is on. Even slower now, she approaches the door, her hand reaching for the door knob. Even though it seems like eternity, a few moments later she has the door open. She steps in. A few more steps now. she looks to the left, then the right..nothing.   "Mas-" her words suddenly stop when a hand is firmly placed around her throat. She hears a deep voice from behind her.   "You have been a VERY bad girl"  
The Storm Within
Storm Worm Virus - 07/30/08
07/30/08—Be on the lookout for spam e-mail spreading malicious software (malware) which mentions “F.B.I. vs. facebook.” The e-mail directs the recipient to click on a link to view an article about the FBI and Facebook. Once the user clicks on the link, the “Storm Worm” malware is downloaded to the Internet-connected device, causing it to become infected with the virus and part of the Storm Worm botnet. A botnet is a network of compromised machines under the control of a single user. Botnets are typically set up to facilitate criminal activity such as spam e-mail, identity theft, denial of service attacks, and spreading malware to other machines on the Internet. The Storm Worm virus has capitalized on various holidays and fictitious world events in the last year by sending millions of e-mails advertising an e-card link within the text of the spam e-mail. Be wary of any e-mail received from an unknown sender. Do not open any unsolicited e-mail and do not click on any links provided
This isn't the right forum or the proper place for this, but I know you'll be sneaking on my page to see what I'm doing and see if Kris has been here anyway... What the hell is wrong with you? Are you so threatened by me that you have to turn into an obsessive almost violent pain in the ass? I have found a great friend in Kris. If you have a problem with that so be it. If you have a problem with me, fuck you!! My relationship with Kris is nobodies business but since it seems to consume your every waking minute and you must have nightmares about it...she is a close friend and I am happy to be here for her when she needs me. You on the other hand having been a friend of hers far longer then I have, are doing nothing to bolster that friendship. You're tearing it apart dumb ass. Wake the fuck up. She needs your friendship. Has it ever occured to you that all she wants and needs from you is your friendship? That history is just that, in the past? You can't force som
The Storm
This was wrote for me by a very special friend who have the patience to find out what's hiding behind my mask. TY Bryan. **hugs hun** The Storm From over the horizon, I watched your storm slowly roll in. Filled with electricity and thunder its mystery gathered the interest of my curious soul. Gray dreary clouds of sorrow and despair rumbled it’s warning to me. Many would take shelter and hide from the turmoil and possible destruction offered by the surface of your ominous nimbus. Some would choose to exploit your storms natural path of searching for a relief, merely for their own entertainment and ego. I chose to stand and experience the awesome depth of heavenly creation. Alone on a hill I offered myself to your power of confused grace and strength. But I sustained no fear. Looking beyond the storms confusion I saw more than destructive winds, more than the fires influenced by the fierce punch of your lightning. The stratosphere I gazed upon offered so much that was
Rayvn whispered into Morrigan's ear " Carpo mei viscus, Mei mediocris era." Rayvn longed for Morrigan. He ran his fingers through Morrigans red locks. Feeling her body press against his. The engine of the car purred like a tiger sending vibrations through Morrigan's body to his. Sparks flew as Rayvn stood up pulling Morrigan up to him. " I got a couch in the back if that would suit you better?" Rayvn asked. It felt as if every inch of her body was tingling, or maybe that was just the vibration of the car's engine underneath her. Either way the anticipation was almost maddening. As Rayven pulled her up her hands moved to slide under his coat to push it down off his body her bright blue eyes looking up at him as she bit coyly at her lower lip. The idea of just staying there on the hood of his car was pretty hot in all honesty, but a couch would be a bit more comfortable, and she didn't really want to mess up one of his nice cars. After a moment she flashed him a playful grin as sh
Ayana and the Darker by: Linda H'Back This story is unfinished... It has so much work that needs to be completed before I can try to finish it... No one will probably even read this but it is still a story that I have to tell.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The screams from the lead wagon are painful and carry throughout the caravan. Everyone is gathered around the fire waiting. Tas, the leader of the group is pacing back and forth his face pale. He has never heard such pain in his wife's voice. He says a silent prayer and bends to one knee before the fire. The men in the group talk in whispers to him as the screams continue. Ayana stands at the outer edge of the circle saying a prayer of her own. If the child lives all will go on as normal, if the child dies she will face death also. Damara screams out one last time and the lusty cries of her newborn daughter bring a relieved sigh to the waiting crowd. A woman named Adi
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I awoke to the sound of a metal door closing. i was rather startled because it wasn't a sound that i was expecting. i stretched my hand and my arm hit a metal bar. i stretched my leg and it also hit a metal bar. i jumped quickly to my feet and soon realized that was a mistake to do. i sat myself back down on the ground and let my head rest upon my knee. i rubbed the back of my head and felt a small bump there. i looked around my surroundings and quickly found that i was in a cage no bigger than the root cellar. i cleared my throat and let out a meow. i could only think that perhaps i had done something to displease Master and his servants had gotten a tad rough in putting me in this cage. It wasn't the first time that Master had me caged upon a whim of His. my meow was soon answered by some scuffling feet behind the metal door. i turned toward the door way when it opened. A Man appeared that i was not familiar with. This did not bode well with me. Who was this Man and what was
A Story I Wrote For Someone
I opened my eyes to find myself covered up warm in a bed that wasn’t mine. I roll over and see him, and suddenly the memories of what had happened the previous night started rolling back. Just thinking about it made my whole body quiver with excitement. It all started when I came over to his house after his girlfriend left because they had had an argument. We were all alone sitting on the couch watching a movie. I had always thought he was attractive, but since he had a girlfriend, we were just friends. All I could think about was having him all to myself for just one night. I knew that if I looked over at him he would catch my eye and maybe get suspicious. His cologne pierced my nose making me hungrier for him. I kept playing it over in my mind of what he would be like. I saw out of the corner of my eye that he kept looking at me every once in a while. Maybe he was thinking the same thing I was, maybe he was attracted to me and wondered what it would be like to have me just one time.
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University. On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day. Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and wa
"Lost Realist" My independence is calling my name A doubtful voice divides my faith My independence only hesitates An unsure choice I can't embrace You're gonna have to carve me, Carve me from stone Right to the bone or I'll end up alone Playing the role Of someone in control Why do I rush to slow down Why do I rush to slow down everything Why do I rush to slow down Why do I rush to slow down everything Will the dice ever roll When will I ever know Will the plot ever twist Or will I still resist I've been playing the part of a lost realist My indepednce is turning the page Tomorrow comes we start to fade My independence only complicates It's not enough to meet half way You'll have to carve me Carve me from stone Right to the bone Or I'll end up alone Playing the role Of someone in control Why do I rush to slow down Why do I rush to slow down everything Why do I rush to slow down Why do I rush to slow down everything Will the dice ever rol
..:: Stories ::..
She walked towards me in her leather, her attitude was crisp like her words. "I am your Mistress and I demand to be pleased. " she said very sternly and then smiled. I had never actually seen a woman like her before, sure I read about them, but then I read the big bad wolf too as a kid and never met one. She ran her hand through my silky blond hair and grabbed the back of it tightly bringing my soft pink lips to hers. My heart began to race and my nipples began to get so hard and erect as she helped me into my black leather chastity belt, leather bra and my collar. I wore black leather thigh high boots with six inch heels. "I will do what ever you wish Mistress." I told her falling right into my role. She began to kiss my long lily white neck, making me feel quite warm all over, her hands ran over the flesh of my tight ass and she had me to get on my knees and to lick her juicy pussy. I had never experienced such a feeling before as she ordered me to my feet and we went to join t
Storm Pics In Ohio
Story Of My Life
There was a time about almost 3 years ago, when I had this feeling that finally after all these years, I had found myself the woman of my dreams. Her name was Cristine. at we first when we met, we started talking about general stuff and were getting to know each other, and just after a week, I told her that I love her. She was surprised and gladly in a good way told me that she felt the same way too. After that things were sailing smoothly, bet yes after often there were little fights and silly arguements between the two of us , but they never lasted long. One day ashe asked me out of the blue if I would like to marry her and without wasting much time and thinking twice about it I said YES to her. From then on things changed, as in we started talking presonal things, sensul things and ofetn made love, though we didn't go all the way but yes till we were with each other we knew we were in the right place with the right person. Often the distance between the two of us that is the world
Story * Thunderstorm*
The sun disappeared so quickly it was like it went from day to night in the blink of an eye. The large, black clouds rolled in from the horizon, casting a shadow over the dusky sky as deep as night that seemed to cover the entire town. The wind picked up, causing my hair to fly wildly around my face. With the first sound of thunder, my heart began to race. With the second, my body came alive with excitement. I love a good storm. I watched with amusement as people began to run for their cars. Not a drop of rain had started, but a sense of urgency had overcome the atmosphere. For me, it would be the perfect end. The not-so-trusty weather man had predicted storms the last couple of days, and it had seemed to me we wouldn't be getting them. How I ached for the rain, the thunder and the excitement of the lightning! And finally it was here; the storm that had been brooding just beyond the horizon had announced itself, and had brought with it a deep desire within me. Another l
Stories From The Heart
..:: Stories ::..
There is a knock at the door. I open the door and return to my Masters side as you enter the room. Master moves forward to enter. Behind him is a young girl in hand cuffs. Master moves forward to inspect her. Kneeling at my Master's side, I look up and inspect the new slave that is going to brought into my home. I am quite irritated that I am going to have to follow her orders as well as Master's even though I have been here longer. I look up at you briefly, examining you and smile widely before looking away hoping that my Master did not see. You follow me with your eyes as you remain calm while Master examines the new slave and I sigh softly as I realize that Master is to engrossed with His new slave to notice my slight disobedience. Walking behind me, you touch my back, mimicking the way Master is examining the new one. As you touch my back, I shiver uncomfortably; not liking you touching me in the same manner that Master is touching the girl. I look at Master, trying to get his a
one day when I was surfing the internet i came across a site that said view webcams from arounf the world. I thought to myself sure why not. I clicked on the link and it took me to a list of cities looking through the list i was shocked to see my own city I thought to myself I wonder what other people are doing right now so I checked the link and it showed a live picture of my room. there i was looking at myself. I first thought,ok this has gotta be some kind of joke I went to go and try to locate the camera and then out of the corner of my eye I saw the screen change. i refocused my attention to the computer the screen now showed another angle in my room. I checked the room once again and still once i got close to the angle where it was coming from it changed again counting them up i found 15 angles in all. I never found the camera's though. Later that day I went to a friends house and asked him to bring up the same site she agreed and pulled up the site and i walked her through
Allow me to relate a charming occurrence while working at Daedalus Bookshop on Wed., March 12, 2008: Soon after I arrived I made a pot of coffee to go with a few blueberry turnovers. We had actually quite a good day for sales, which means a lot to the owner -- sales at all of the bookshops have been down the last several months. In the afternoon there came into the store a very precious little brown haired girl accompanied by her uncle. After looking through all the children’s books he came out with an old 14 volume set of ChildCraft, which is chock full of beautiful illustrations. There were a quite a number of stuffed animals on the top bookshelves and she was curious about one very nice little dark brown dog. So I reached up and got it down for her. It had a brown string attached to it’s mouth, maybe where a tag had been attached. She thought it was out of place and asked me if we could cut it off. So I pulled a pair of scissors from the top desk drawer and handed it to
Laying in bed, snuggled up in Your arms as W/we sleep peacefully. Slowly, i start to awake. Rubbing my hands along Your chest, feeling Your hair tickling the flesh between my fingers. Carefully, so as not to awaken You, i reach into the nightstand and get out a cock ring. Letting my hands slide along Your body, trailing down to Your cock, slipping the ring onto it. Continuing my exploration of Your sleeping body, i slowly move Your arms into position and cuff them to the corners of the bed. As the snap of the cuffs click into place, You awaken, asking "what are you doing?" Grinning, i reply "having fun with my Master" Shaking Your arms, You demand i release You NOW. To which i reply, "Yes, my Master" Getting the key from the nightstand and inserting it into the cuffs, releasing You. Suddenly, You grab my right wrist, pulling it to the left side of the bed, cuffing it. Copying with my left wrist to the right side of the back, forcing me to lay on my belly. All of a sudden, i feel one
A Story I Wrote Called "the Kiss"
It starts as we meet. We both look in to each other’s eyes and instantly we can feel the heat between us. I give you a warm smile and walk toward you as you stand perfectly still. My eye’s never leaving yours. I walk beside you then around behind you. As I touch your shoulders, my hands gently caressing your arms as I work my way down to hold your hands. I hug you from behind gently kissing your neck and lobe of your ear. I whisper in your ear, “Nice to finally meet you”. I hear you say, “Nice to meet you”. As we embrace, you can feel me against you. You’re not sure, but it feels like I’m already aroused. You’re not sure what to say or if you should say anything at all. The feeling of my lips against your neck is starting to make you feel hot. You succumb to the feeling and tilt your head to the side. My hands leave yours to caress your arms, slowly working to your waist and hips. You continue to stand perfectly still. I take your hand and walk you to the bed. You sit at the foot of t
A Story
An incredible love story has come out of China recently and managed totouch the world. It is a story of a man and an older woman who ran off to live and love each other in peace for over half a century. The 70-year-old Chinese man who hand-carved over 6,000 stairs up a mountain for his 80-year-old wife has passed away in the cave which has been the couple's home for the last 50 years. Over 50 years ago, Liu Guojiang a 19 year-old boy, fell in love with a 29 year-old widowed mother named Xu Chaoqin..In a twist worthy of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, friends and relatives criticized the relationship because of the age difference and the fact that Xu already had children. At that time, it was unacceptable and immoral for a young man to love an older woman.. To avoid the market gossip and the scorn of their communities,the couple decided to elope and lived in a cave in Jiangjin County in Southern ChongQing Municipality .. In the beginning, life was harsh as hey had nothing,
..:: Stories - Bdsm ::..
It was a late Thursday afternoon and she was working on some paperwork, trying to lessen the pile, when across her computer screen came the words SWAT. Her soft pink lips upturned immediately as a fantastically euphoric feeling ran through her body causing her skin to tingle from the word and its meaning. She immediately responded, "hello my Master. Hopes Your day has been well so far". He responds, "Yes pet, it has, but knows it shall only get better once I've returned home. For when I return, I shall find my sweet slut waiting for me as I require of her and I'm thinking of giving her a sweet surprise tonight." Her body flushes with heat as her hips unconsciously roll forward slightly. "Yes my Master, Your slut shall be waiting for Your return." She then glowed and smiled brightly at His next words, "Good girl. I'll be home around 6 pm." "Yes my Master, be safe," she replies. "Always My pet." He then ended the message. Her mind races as she looks around to m
Store Employees...
Store employees put up with a lot of shit. When jerks come into their store treating them like crap, there is a lot that goes through an employees mind they just can't just say without loosing their jobs... You are obviously smarter than me, so if YOU can't figure it out, what the hell makes you think I can? No, sir, I'm not hard-of-hearing, neither am I stupid. You just don't speak good English. Do you notice that your bad behaviour is embarrassing your wife? Do you want me to go ahead and call the manager, or do you want me to wait till you're REALLY pissed off? I can tell you right now I'm not going to give you very good service, because I think you're drunk or possibly on drugs, and frankly, you scare the hell out of me. No, sir, I can't do math in my head, but I can spell diarrhea. I realize I'm ignoring you, but you're in here every three days with your bratty kid and you never buy anything you don't return. Shame on you for using such language in front of
..:: Stories - Romance ::..
Well, my dream finally came true...Rick called me after I got out of class Thursday, and we met at a gas station. I left my car there, and rode with him to his house in the next town over. As soon as the door was shut, he commanded me to take off my jacket. He went into another room and came out with a bandanna, which he promptly tied around my eyes as a blindfold. "Take your sweater off," he said, and helped me get it over my head. He turned me around with my back to him then, and he unfastened my bra. As it dropped to the floor, I felt his warm hands sliding their way to my tits. My nipples were standing at attention, both because they were cold and because I was turned on by being blindfolded and half-naked in the arms of someone other than my husband. Rick massaged my tits sensuously for a while, then slid his hands down my waist and unbuttoned my jeans. Trembling, I desperately tried to help him get them off. I bent over and unzipped my boots and slid them off my feet. I finish
The tall lanky figure glided from a black truck with two bags in tow. He headed through the night with his head angled low to keep the wind from snatching his black cowboy hat from his head. He made his way through the night to the large hotel lobby doors. The cold wind rushed in ahead of him announcing his arrival to the woman setting at the front desk. She was reading a thick romance novel and glanced up with a bored look in her eyes at him. She almost looked away, but he was worth gazing at. He was tall, almost 6’4”, but she was guessing. He was dressed from head to foot in black and sported a long black duster that hung open exposing his form. His shirt was a button down and the first few buttons were open. The skin that was exposed showed a health tan and a few sparse hairs. The jeans were tight revealing muscled thighs and a package any female would love to play with for hours. Shiny cowboy boots completed his look. Expensive, but chic all rolled up in one. The clothes weren’t wh
Story 1
About two years ago, I was sitting at my computer writing an email to my friend when my cell phone rang. Ignoring it as I usually do (when its an unfamiliar number, which this was), I let the voicemail take it. When I was finished, I checked the voicemail of one new message. It was from a man named George, who told me he had known I was involved with paranormal research, and after some research came across my contact information. Right off the bat, I found this odd because i dont have any contoact info up only a few people know that i do this expressed interest in having mecome to investigate his home. The message he left also had a different callback number than the number he called from. So the next morning, I figured I'd call the number he left because that was the most logical starting point. Figuring I was up for a typical investigator / client interview, I prepared the typical questions to ask. At around 10:30 (it was a Saturday) I called and a woman answered. I explained who I
This following story takes place when I was about 23 years old, living with exes . One day while I was outside on a very nice warm day washing my pickup, I became aware of a "presence" around me. The feeling that I felt can only be described as a feeling of total "blackness". At that point I noticed a very tall man with a very strange way of moving. The way this guy was moving around was like something you would see in a vampire movie. I just figured that it was some drug-nut and paid the situation no further attention, and I totally disregarded the feeling that was pulsing through me.Later that night, I went to see a friend who lived further up the road in the same neighborhood. I was only at my friend's house for about an hour when I got a call from my ex on my cell phone. Upon answering my phone, I heard my ex in a hysterical tone of voice. My ex said that someone was "crawling" around on our roof. Not knowing what to make of this, I hurried home Upon walking through my front door,
The Story
Waves of pleasurewash over us.You grind your wet pussy against my mouth.I lap up your juices, as you grab at your tits,pinching and pulling on your hard, erect nipples.You pull me up to youand we kiss,You love the taste of your pussyon my mouth.You spread your legs widerbeneath me.My cock rests against your throbbing wetness.You move your hips, rubbing my cock in your slit.your hand around my cock,guiding into your pussy.Slowly sliding it in,you raise up against me.Pussy muscles grabbing my cock,seemingly pulling my hardness inside.My cock makes wet sucking noises,as I thrust harder.Our bodies slap together, as you grind your clit against me.You reach down and push my balls into your wetness.I take your nipple into my mouth,pulling on it with my lips.My hips are jerking and my cum floods you.Your pussy convulses around my cock,milking it.I collapse on top of you, burying my face in your tits.My cock soaking in your pussysqueezing and releasing. Her  bottom bucked and writhedAs I slid m
Stories And Such
Sitting at home after work one day, John heard a knock at the door. Shortly after hearing it he got up from his easy chair to answer the door. Upon opening the door he saw the family babysitter Jayna standing there looking a bit desperate. She explained the last time she was there that she thinks she misplaced her cell phone somewhere in the house and asked to please go look for it. John said "sure" as he closed the door behind her. He wasnt much concerned and told her to just lock the door when she left. Jayna headed upstairs to start looking first. As she headed up the stairs John walked past the stairs on his way to the living room and caught a glimpse up her skirt. After arriving in the living room once more, he tried to get comfortable while getting back to watching the news. He sat in his chair squirming and feeling a bit frustrated at himself. He just couldnt forget what he saw as he walked past the staircase. I mean seriously who would really want to forget about crotchless
Story Of The Tatty Teddy
The oldest, smallest house you can imagine was about to be knocked down. All the things that once made the house nice and cozy had been thrown outside and piled up in the front garden, from the soft springy bed the owners slept in, to the old wooden floorboards they used to walk on……and even, surely by some mistake, a little brown teddy bear. He was trapped amongst all the other unwanted things, and couldn’t move. Then, one day, a very cold day, something fell from the sky… a little snowflake. It landed on the teddy bear’s little nose and then was followed by many more. He began to get cold, very cold indeed. More and more snow fell, heavier and heavier. The little bear was now so cold that his nose started turning blue… so cold that his brown fur started turning grey.He was cold, unloved and all alone in the world, and felt very, very sad. Winter finally passed and the weather got warmer. One beautiful spring day, a little girl was playing near the old house, when she spotted t
The Storm
good morning lover it's time to wake up look what the new day brought a promise of rain a roar of thunder a flash of lightning a trembling that shakes us like an earthquake as we hold each other tight as love flows like magma we rock there together in the dawn's smoldering light hours pass, time stands still you whisper moan into my ear mmmmmmmmmm I love you I smile and stroke your face and gaze in to your eyes such a wonderful day for a storm good morning lover it's time to wake up look what the new day brought a promise of rain a roar of thunder a flash of lightning a trembling that shakes us like an earthquake as we hold each other tight as love flows like magma we rock there together in the dawn's smoldering light hours pass, time stands still you whisper moan into my ear mmmmmmmmmm I love you I smile and stroke your face and gaze in to your eyes such a wonderful day for a storm
Stories Are Nice.
dear child, o child now why do you weep? all this dust an soil all over your feet.. the tears you shed an riddled with guilt.. dear child, dear child, you grit your teeth.. o sir, please sir, leave me be.. for i have sinned a horrid feat.. no blessing will cure or rebuke such foul.. dear sir, dear sir, ignore i, the child.. o hush, my angel, there is no great sin.. but wipe your mind, an fix your ring.. pick up your heart, an let it breath.. dear child, dear child, let me see.. o sir, this thing will never be passed.. my act of hate my act of furry.. this night will scar my deeply.. dear sir, you will regret such wish.. an angel of god, so pure an clean.. whats the most could you have bring.. nothing but forgiveness lingers away.. dear child, i lend my ear, now please say.. o sir, i have harmed her deep in her sleep.. slit her throat an watched her bleed.. the sight was gruesome yet lovely to.. dear sir, dear sir, can you still bare?? the scream of f
The Story Begins
I dont have a title yet it will come I thought I would write some from confused ok I was waiting fore someone. Loss and Redemption Raven looked out on the tree covered valley below ancient gnarled pine grew among stony outcrops. The sheer cliff before him was a barrier unassailable separating his past from the future which looked beautiful and unattainable. There was little time to consider the past as the beasts that perused him broke free of the tree line behind him. A chilling howl went up as they sighted him some half a league distant. They had been pursuing him for four days now. He had eluded them moving through the salt march and keeping to ground too steep for their sharp talons to gain purchase. They were guided by some external intelligence. Considering their moves skirting his path detouring through passes that took them many leagues around gaining him some respite and much needed rest. His dreams had been shadowed by a dark form with eyes like the ember
Stories I Wrote... Nsfw!!!
You've made all of the arrangements. Everything is set in place for the events that are to follow. The tattoo artist is flying in to meet us. You've got the hotel room all ready to go per his instructions as to what he would need.. all the way to the place for me to lay while he extends the tattoo on my back. You've taken great care to insure my comfort through the process knowing this is going to take several hours. There is music on hand, you know what I like to listen to Baby and you have made sure it's all there. The room is large, lots of light coming in through the windows, it's rather soothing. The windows cover almost the whole wall, facing out over the entire Vegas valley. It's a beautiful site, I just stand in awe even though I have seen this site many times, never fails to amaze me how beautiful it is here. You've already had our items placed into the room, before we even made it that far. No detail has been missed, music, drinks, company... everything is there. You can see
There's these 2 senior citizen guys that attend the same computer school I'm going to. One is Mexican 75 years old & the other is German 85 years old. They hang out together. They're always inviting women to lunch - and usually getting rejected. Not to mention laughed-at. (My instructor let me know this.) So... today they targeted me. I accepted their invitation. Lunch time came, we chose one of their cars, I climbed into the back seat. The Mexican one was driving. FAST. Speeding like a teenager. His friend was talkin away and laughin like nothing; meanwhile I'm in the backseat like thinkin "wtf" and tryin not to lol... We get to the restaurant and pig out, they ordered margaritas, I drank mine of course. (100% shitfaced is the goal right?) Anyways we had a ball. Conversating & laughing about everything from politics to love to religion to gangsterism to our classes at school. Life. Next thing we knew we were already 30 minutes late to be back in class - and still way across town.
Storys Etc.
When first came to America people first thought it was a miracle. As the ages passed it soon became thought of as witchcraft the devils magics. During the age of Voodoo is was also considered a form of this. But in this modern age our art is far more complex. Some use our art as a form of it helping the police or giving people a final meeting with those passed on. But these are the false bearers of our is far more than just simple tricks and bringing people back from the dead. Oh yes Necromancy has many forms this is the story of my gifts...the gifts of one who is truely adept in the ways of death and his dark coils... Jochame Forester sat with his head resting against another random cool bartop. His long thick coat drapped about his shoulders, his form covered in a very pricey very rich looking suit. Not at all suprising for one who gave "legal council" to people...if you could call his cilents people. Half the time he ended up defending something no on
I stood there staring at the arch of light that had appeared at the curve in the road near the edge of the parking lot. The arch of light had been described all over the radio for the last ten minutes, I thought it was a joke like the “War of the Worlds” report that had come across the radio in the middle of the last century scaring most of the people in the United States, but now I saw the truth of it. I took a drag of my cigarette and drew my sidearm. I looked down at my shadow spread across the freshly paved drive leading into the mill and thought about how unlike the hero in a sci-fi epic I looked. I looked like a teenager in a cop’s uniform with a cigarette hanging out of my mouth, but my hair blew back in the wind giving me an almost epic movie heroic look. I crouched down as I saw the silhouettes of beings beginning to form in the arch of light as though I thought that they wouldn’t see me if I was crouched. Time seemed as though it had stopped in that moment and I rememb
Story Of My Life
I'll love him forever because he's my life. He respects me and I respect him. I trust him with my life. I'll love him til the day I die. He's the love of my life and I want to spend my life with him for all eternity. Kari
Story 1
To Kill or Not To Kill By: Brian Flaherty Introduction There are some people you try to avoid but it may end up either way some good or some bad. My name is Robert Kingsland. My friends call me Rob. As one to have that same kind of experience it’s no difference to me. It’s not a great feeling. It is kind of horrifying and exhilarating at the same time. I’m 25 years old, 220 pounds, and I am 5’10”. Listen now one of these experiences has not only included me it has also included a good friend of mine Mike Roberts who moved to Missouri. Myself, I prefer the country out in Pennsylvania in a town called Cogan Station. Yes it is a very peaceful place. I own a Jeep Cherokee and it has over 15,000 miles on it and that’s just for having it only a year and a half. The inside of the vehicle is leather, with cup holders, and a built in cd player. I was a professional baseball player for the New York Mets. I was a shortstop but I blew out my knee and it ended my career.
The Story Of My Life...lmao
Okay so a friend said I should look up ma sign so I did and this is what I got.... I'm going to be commenting in between shit... >>as you already know I gotz shit to say> Good so far right? Well the shit takes a turn from here> I'm mad at that shit, cause I can't remember the last time someone tried to "lead" me into some shit>> OKAY NOW GET READY TO READ FOR A MINUTE OKAY i HAVE TO ADMIT, I like helping people with their problems more than helping my damn self.. true... > The story of my life.... I'm an emotional wreck.. we all know this, I HATE being told what to do, more than likely I won't do it.. I'm gonna do what the fuck I wanna do
Story Teasers (bits Cut Here And There)
“Marketh these words”, said the scribes of the elder, “for they herald the reign of chaos, and the ending of the brethren!” Source The Book of Dragor Fear is aflame across the continent of Bothrinda, none who live here can resist the edge of panic which besets the coming of darkness. Each night more are taken from their homes, silently, like the darkness itself is somehow conspiring against the good and honest people of the land Bandits roam freely almost seeming to thrive upon the peoples fear, feasting upon it like a roasting carcass of rotting meat. Their king is enslaved by an impenetrable barrier and all his knights and many of the heroes of their now scattered armies have been lost seeking entrance to the once glorious castle of Miltrams lineage. Once arable land has become barren leaving those who once called themselves farmers to sit and watch while their sons are taken into the army of Dragors service and their daughters become the whores that line the streets or
Stories In Ink
a friend made one of these to tell her tattoo story. I thought it was a pretty good idea. I got my first tattoo in Ancon City, Panama in the Panama canal zone. Since I was in the Navy, I figured that I really needed to have an eagle. Since it was before the Internet in 1987, I found a design in a magazine and took the paper picture in with me to the shop. I had this tattoo redone in mid January 2007. I figured there wasn't anything more stereotypical to add to a eagle tattoo than an American Flag so she added that behind it while freshening up the all black design with some brown. The brown has mixed with the black underneath it after 2 years so it isn't as noticeable. I got my next tattoo in the same shop in Panama. I have a large family on my mother's side. With 13 Aunts and Uncles, the oldest were having children before the youngest were out of the house. My oldest first cousin is the same age as my mother. The idiot attended a family reunion and proclaimed that "we have Indians i
Stories From Over The Road: Random Thoughts And Blurbs, Courtesy Of My Trucker Bf
My BF Ken, through the course of training and being trained, has run into some rather bizarre, and sometimes interesting people. The first guy who trained him, Mr. D., is one of the most interesting people so far. Mr. D. drove for the carnivals for 10 years, living the life of a gypsy. Before that, he spent 3 months backpacking in Europe, and he also took a month off recently just to get in more practice flying an airplane so he can get his flight instructor's license. Suffice it to say, Mr. D has a lot going for him, and he's all of 29! I digress. Mr. D. called up Ken the other day to tell him he found a baby kitten last week. He was pulled over at a truck stop and heard it mewing from beneath an empty storage container. He felt sorry for the poor thing, and fed it some lunch meat. The kitten then followed him to his truck, and even though its against company policy to have an animal on the rig, he took the kitten with him anyway. He bought it food, and litter, and r
Stories Of The Fu & Or Interviews
The "Real" Story of Grizzly Adams Is one of the most unusual and heartwarming wildlife stories ever documented. Back in the 1850’s, a man named James Adams became a legend. He was a gentle man who was forced to leave civilization behind and journey deeper into the wilderness than any white man had ever been. And though he was alone and hungry, with little hope for his own survival, he risked his life to save an orphaned bear cub. this man and the bear cub, with no knowledge of the wilderness, face danger together. How they survive. And how the bear repays the man’s kindness. he learns to live in harmony with the animals of the forest. How he becomes an important part of the wilderness and how he protects and works with the animals in his valley. He was a special man, with an incredible ability to make friends with wild animals. He was Grizzly Adams. Now The Legend Continues.... Grizzly Johnny He too left civilation, not because he was forced to b
A Story Of Faith...a Must Read!
A Dog Named Faith This is a story about a dog who was born on Christmas Eve in 2002. He was born with 3 legs - 2 healthy hind legs and 1 abnormal front leg which needed to be amputated. He of course could not walk when he was born. Even his mother did not want him. He was rejected and scorned. By curvaliciousbbw at 2009-02-16 His first owner also did not think that he could survive. Therefore, he was thinking of putting him to sleep.. At this time, his present owner Jude Stringfellow came into his life and wanted to take care of him. She was determined to teach and train this dog to walk by himself. She thought, all we need is a little faith. In the beginning, she put Faith on a surf board to let him feel the movements of the water. Later she used peanut butter on a spoon as a lure and to reward him for standing up and jumping around. Even the other dogs at home helped to encourage him to walk. Amazingly, after only 6 months, like a miracle, Faith learned to bala
The Story Of 'faith'...
A BLOG WRITTEN BY: Curvaliciousbbw™ ஐ*ღDangerous Curvesღ*ஐ A Dog Named Faith This is a story about a dog who was born on Christmas Eve in 2002. He was born with 3 legs - 2 healthy hind legs and 1 abnormal front leg which needed to be amputated. He of course could not walk when he was born. Even his mother did not want him. He was rejected and scorned. By curvaliciousbbw at 2009-02-16 His first owner also did not think that he could survive. Therefore, he was thinking of putting him to sleep.. At this time, his present owner Jude Stringfellow came into his life and wanted to take care of him. She was determined to teach and train this dog to walk by himself. She thought, all we need is a little faith. In the beginning, she put Faith on a surf board to let him feel the movements of the water. Later she used peanut butter on a spoon as a lure and to reward him for standing up and jumping around. Even the other dogs at home helpe
Stories I've Written
The night was cool, the windows open. I spent what seemed like an eternity bathing myself after relieving what seemed like an endless frustration. Carefully cleaning and shaving.. paying attention to make sure the job was done to what I knew you would require. The hotel was deafeningly quiet. As I sit perched on the bed brushing my hair, taking long slow strokes brushing the tangles waist length of chestnut hair. I feel the bed lower and a hand enclose my neck and another in my hair, my breath quickens and I inhale sharply. You whisper not to turn around or look until I'm told to. I feel you reach around me and I feel the coarse roughness of a rope.. one hand and then the other bound. I my breathing increases, and you tell me to stand. I start to talk, and I feel a firm slap across my ass, and you telling me I wasn't told I could speak. Then a second time, so I'm aware that you have spoken and I am to listen. This goes on for a while until I learn not to speak until my master
A Loving Church By The Pastor All the characters in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. © Copyright 2008 Chapter 1: The beginning I never expected while I was in seminary school that my life would change so much. I am a young man, 33 years of age. I don't consider myself to be an overly attractive man. I'm about five foot seven inches tall. I have a slender athletic build. I have dark brown hair, which most people mistake for black, and brown eyes. I've spent the last 4 years of my life studying in a local seminary school to become a minister. I then had the task of finding a church to preach at. Like anyone searching for a job I started putting my resume out everywhere I could think of. I sent it to several local churches applying for an assistant pastor position. I placed it online at all the popular job sites, and I waited. I was extremely pleased when I got a call about
Stop honking your damn horn! He shouted this as if the other drivers could hear him or even cared. The car slowly crept to a complete halt on the already crowded freeway that had now become a true parking lot for the south bound lane. Normally this situation would have gone unnoticed since there are three lanes. But this was not a normal day. Two of the lanes had been shut down for repairs for the last two weeks and now the shoulder was even non-existent. The traffic behind him was really piling up fast. He was not quite sure but he thought he may have even heard accident happen a ways back. If only he had done that tune up he thought. He began a slow decent in his mind. Going to a place where the car horns faded and the shouting diminished. He reached over and opened his glove box and reached for the .38 special he kept for safety. With the revolver tucked into his jacket pocket he exited the car. Standing for a moment to absorb the situation he sighed heavily and turned t
Stormy Rulez Roc It Or Choc It
Stormz Rulez to da Lounge Staff n Memberz of Spider Lounge (LURVE U) 1. First and foremost everyone has to agree to having fun! 2. Rule of lightning is that POSITIVELY POSITIVE! If we try over and over to get you out of your funk and you keep saying Negative will be zapped by my lightning strikes like thisand then an ENFORCER takes over and reports it or Any OTHER STAFF MEMBER. 3. Let's have fun, this is a FUBAR, not a real bar. NO DRAMA FROM DA MAMA's or PAPA's, I WILL FLIRT UNTIL YOU HURT, CRY, PEE, or OTHA BODILY FUNCTIONZ. 4. MY OWN RULEZ AZ LOUNGE MAMA I don't want ur man, woman, family, and dog...well, maybe.I am reporting myself just now to DJ KYKY aka DJ Kentucky Goldisxilox and DJ DEATH..dont' take my life man keep killin uz with tunez or I will breathe life on u :) . 5.(not professional life) I am a dancer, a rapper, a virtual comedian, and talk TRASH...itz Stormies Stylez don't hate, trash talk back...let's ROX N BANTER.(I do dance and silly rap in real life but
Stories And Poetry By Me
[If you play this while reading this opening to the my new story I think that you will feel more a part of the story and the emotion of the main caracter Ivy... THIS IS JUST A STORY.] PROLOGUE She can hear the pounding on the door leading from the hall to the bathroom. If only she could make it to the bed in the other room. Her legs feel so heavy that she can hardly place one foot in front of the other. Five more steps and she will be to the bed. Then she can close her eyes and escape. Stumbling she falls. She crawls the rest of the way to the bed and drags herself up on to it. The pounding on the door is louder, harder, more desperate now, but seems so far away. Laying in the bed she shuts her eyes and lets her body relax. She can hear 'Dante's Paryer' playing in the room. Almost as thought it is a sign that the path she chose this night has been right. The pills are starting to drag her deeper and deeper in to the calming
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~disclaimer~ I have decided to write about some sexual adventures and/or fantasies. Don't read if you're a prude or don't wanna think of me that way This one is pretty tame as it talks about a very sheltered 20 year old and a first experience. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She was working a summer job to earn money for clothes and fun stuff when she went back to college in the fall. There was a stockboy there (over 18 you pervs), quite taken by her, yet too immature to express himself, so he resorted to flirting via shooting rubber bands at her and following her around. His older cousin worked at the store as well, in customer service, working much more closely with her. She was not used to male attention. Yet in this place, she was interacting with men on her own for perhaps the first time in her life. Many of them flirted - she was flustered, and flattered. She was no longer a virgin, but full of wonder and excited to try new things, new people. She'd always loved m
The Storm
The Storm
I am Bruce B. Yeboah of the republic of Liberia commonly known as "THE STORM".  If you would like to know more about me, please send me an e-mail of inquiry. e-mail address: One of my favorite quotations is TOUGH TIMES DON'T LAST, BUT TOUGH PEOPLE DO THROUGH HARD WORK AND PREPARATION". Write me and I will reply you in the shortest possible time.
The Storm
~story~ Night Of Passion
You looks deep into my eyes that move from a green to a blue  the closer they get to my pupils.  Your warm fingers gently caress my  face - brushing my  reddish blonde hair behind my ear before lightly running a thumb over my lips.  In your  eyes I  am  beautiful; a sexy creature that captures your thoughts and graces your dreams.  My features are soft and kind.  My curvy figure one, you crave to have pressed against you.  You pull me close, Your right hand moving from caressing my face to tracing the outline of my neck.  As you reach my  shoulder your  other hand has traveled to the base of my neck.  Gently, you pull me  forward as you step the rest of the distance to close the space between us. You draw my lips into a kiss as you left hand is entangled in my silky locks and you lightly massages my scalp.  Meanwhile, your right hand continues its downward travel.  You move it slowly down my back pulling me closer and finally allow it to settle gropingly on my butt.  Our bodies are pr
            The five policemen entered quickly into the room, led by the young student.  A crowd was outside the room wondering what had happened.  So many people in the hall at such an early hour was unheard of in the dorms.             The room was clean, but in slight disarray.  Two chairs were toppled over on the floor, right under a taut hangman's noose, which had nothing to hold it taut.  "There you are.  Could two of you please walk out of the room for a minute?” said the student, who was the hall's RA.  Two of the policemen walked out to keep everyone else from trying to enter.  When the three remaining policemen and the student looked back at the rope, there was a body hanging from it.             The student was barely able to point towards the envelope on the floor before having to run out in tears.  One of the policemen picked the envelope up and opened it.  In the outside it said "To: Nobody Cares".  The letter was typed and a couple of pages in length, as if the d
A Story About...
Well-versed in the path of deception, you callously display your untruths. These lies form the ground you walk upon; the gaps now bridged by malice.  Equivocal is the tongue that you speak, and my ears can no longer bear it.  So provocative, yet always doing your best to prevaricate.You sits alone crying to yourself.  Knowing that the words from your mouth are all lies.  You sits alone, shaking and realizing that the lies you tells only hurt yourself. You're trying to stretch tales into truths, or expand your news thinking maybe people won't notice how boring your life is because in your closet sit your happy new skeletons.  And, as you sit there glueing together the bones you've picked from your brain... I'll question your innocent little game and think of how weak you became.  Now, I'm not one to talk about what complusive gems should and shouldn't be bought... And I'd hate for you to lose street value when you weave your tales of gold... But, don't you think it's all getting a littl
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I wrote a true erotic story and got published.  Jill Jill's Erotic Story
A Story Of The City
I try not to remember the past The City the good times the bad the mistakes but it is hard late at night the thoughts the memories creep back in. I still remember the First day I arrived in San Francisco that Feb morning in 1977 I dont really remember the bus ride to get ther but I do remember the City. Getting off the bus and standing in the new city with just my backpack and the 700 dollars to start my new life. The air was crisp and dry the city seemed so strange to me then. I had come across the country to begin anew to excape the drab cold world I had left behind to meet up with a dear friend who had made the journey months earilier to find her sexual freedom. I was coming to find her as much as to start a new adventure the trouble the two of us casused back east was legend but she had journeyed to seek her freedom and she had beckoned me to come to the Promised Land of San Francisco. Trully I was sure this was the land of oppurtunity where I was sure a man could be anything. I w
Stories And Poems
A timid, dark-haired girl walks into her science teacher’s classroom. Her nervousness peaks as she sees her teacher sitting at his desk. She clears her throat which gets his attention, causing him to look up at her. He smiles at the unexpected visit. “Hello, Ms. Higurashi. What brings you to my class so late today? Most of the other teachers have already left to go home.” “Well,” she says as her nervousness rises. “I was wondering if you could give me some extra credit.” “Oh, that’s right. You failed the last test because you refused to dissect a frog.” he says to her. “I usually don’t give out extra credit, you know.” “I know, but I’ll do anything! If my mom sees that grade then I’ll be in huge trouble. Please…I’ll do anything.” She says in a pleading tone. He takes off his glasses and sets them down on his desk as he leans back in his chair. He places his hands
Storm Of Pleasure
Storm of Pleasure   As your blade cuts my skin, fears are enlightened within. Pain and pleasure combined in a place where my lust resides. My sences are hightened, opening depths of passion inside. Fuck me, bite me, make me bleed, My body shaking, quivering, quaking with need. Your fingers inside me, mouth hot on my skin, Making my body shiver with pleasure again. Your blood mixed with mine, So sweet and so warm. Leaving or bodies a wreck, after being caught in a storm. -Juggy-  
The Story Of The Yellow Bird
A yellow bird,with A yellow bird was perched opon my window sill,I lured her with A little bread,and choped off her little head.The moral of the story is ;in odrer to get a littil bread its gona cost A little head . 
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The Story Of Heartache!!!
My wife and I ( Terri) have been married for almost 4 years now. We have 2 kids together. Well about 2 months ago we were living in Houston, Texas and she said she wanted to move back to Waco because she was not happy in Houston. Thought being a good husband, I said O.k. So about 2 months ago we moved here and the second day we were here she told me in bed that she no longer wanted to be a wife or mother. She then left and abandoned the kids and I. Well, in 3 weeks time she got with a 20 yr old boy named Josh and got pregnant. Since then she has been with his brother, and cousin...which is a female. She has been with one of her friends babys daddy and his sister which Josh's brother held her down while she was passed out and directed my wife to go down on her while he fingered her ( I believe that is rape). She has also been with another friends sisters babys daddy, and some guy named Milky. She also one day in a fit of rage came at me with a knife saying she was going to kill me and s
She faces to the left. It's the only comfortable position when her wrists are bound together above her head. She lies on her stomach and watches the candlelight shadow of me preparing. The smell of the jasmine incense hangs in the air like a silent witness to the evening. She move against the ropes. Not to get free, but to feel that she can't. She resists the tug of the ropes securing each ankle. Embarrassed, yet excited by the open position. The noise of the leather strap makes her flinch. The sharp pain brings a whimper. The Safe Word goes unspoken. Blood flushes her face as she anticipates the next stroke. She squeezes, then relaxes; not knowing which will lessen the pain. The lash comes sooner than she expects. A louder sound, a sharper sting, yet the Safe Word goes unspoken. While her cheek warms, she feels the light touch of my glove tracing her tattoo. The colored curves of the design on her lower back feel icy cold compared to the hot marks on the back
Stories Of Life
Washed in the blood of the brave and the blooming, Snatched from the altars of insolent foes,Burning with star-fires, but never consuming,Flash its broad ribbons of lily and rose.Vainly the prophets of Baal would rend it,Vainly his worshippers pray for its fall;Thousands have died for it, millions defend it,Emblem of justice and mercy to all;Justice that reddens the sky with her terrors,Mercy that comes with her white-handed train,Soothing all passions, redeeming all errors,Sheathing the sabre and breaking the chain.Borne on the deluge of all usurpations,Drifted our Ark o'er the desolate seas,Bearing the rainbow of hope to the nations,Torn from the storm-cloud and flung to the breeze!God bless the Flag and its loyal defenders,While its broad folds o'er the battle-field wave,Till the dim star-wreath rekindle its splendors,Washed from its stains in the blood of the brave! © LT.David Martin "Crazy nights and crazy dreams,evil knights with laser beams.Doth protest t'his foulish scheme,ru
Well first day on fubar.  checking it out.  will let you know more when i find some new friends.  hope you like the picture of Ginger,  she is my service dog and is very well behaved and well trained.  like to make to friends on the internet.  Hope everyone had a good day.
My wife and I were over to our friend’s house for New Years. It had become a bit of a tradition for us since we got married. The wife was pregnant with twins and almost due, so it had been months for me without sex, unless you call jerking off sex.Well, as the night wore on I got chatting with a friend (Jane) of my mate’s wife (Michelle). At about 10 pm my wife turns to me and says she is tired and is heading to bed, so I kissed on the cheek and said goodnight. I went back to chatting with Jane and as the New Year came we kissed each other on the cheek and said happy New Year.At about 2 am there was just me Jane and Michelle awake. The other guys had passed out or gone to bed. Jane suggested a game of pool so we started playing, when Michelle said, “Let’s make it fun and play strip pool. For every ball you don’t sink you have to loose some clothing. I was a bit taken aback at first with the alcohol and the idea of seeing both them naked or at least partly
i write stories and ull see what kind. this one is one of my best ones and hopefully soon ill be able to write more. when i have the time.     Six Foot 1 inches tall, brown hair, hazel green eyes, six pack abdominals, skinny, soft skin, soft lips, sexy smile. He met a girl from the internet that emailed him and he opened it just out of curiousity. Drew is five foot two, blonde hair, hazel eyes. They meet after talking for alittle bit and he goes to her house, they sit on the couch talking for alittle bit, she's usually nervous when she meets guys but with Jeremy it's different. There's something about him that she feels comfortable around. She's still nervous but not like some little girl with a crush.They keep talking and they talk about stuff they were talking about online before he went to see her. She told him that if the kiss wasn't perfect the sex may not be perfect. So Jeremy asks her if she wants to see how well he can kiss. They kiss. His lips are little chapped but just li
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Hotel by NikkiDawn© They met online and began to chat. It didn't take long for the conversation to turn to sex … a sharing of their pleasures and their fantasies. He told her he would be in town on business – could they meet? She paused a moment – she had never done anything like this before – then agreed. Nikki pulled into the parking lot, driving around until she found a spot. Hmmmm … this was going to be a long walk in 4 inch heels – good thing she didn't plan on being in them long. She entered the hotel lobby and headed straight for the elevators. She could feel a slight breeze work it's way up her skirt to where the skin was bare between the stockings and her panties. Nikki could feel her cheeks flush – it felt like everyone was watching her, like they knew what she was here for. With a slight smile on her face she stepped into the elevator and pressed 6. She stepped off the elevator and passed a gentleman in the hall. He nodded to h
Storys Written By Moi.
Sleep didn't last too well for him. The vivid dreams and memories of what was passed through the subconscious process of his thinking, driving him into a dark hell where mercy no longer existed. There was no Auntie Cherrie, no way to get back to the radio to call for help. Just him and the reaper. For a while, he did sleep. It was something that had pulled him in with a twisting effect, spiraling into the confines of darkness where the dreamless venture unfolded to an unkind monstrosity. He could see his mother standing there, holding her arms out to him. She had a smile on her face- But that was the last thing he remembered before the phone began to ring somewhere. It was a battle of awareness and mechanical function as he was pulled from such a sweet slumber. His eyes snapped open and for a moment, the reaper was staring him in the face. He rolled over to his side and reached for the cell phone that lay resting on the stand. The number was blurry as he tried to focus but he still a
The Journeyby Bob Geesn4/10/10 I went to walk along the wayIt was a bright warm sunny beautiful dayThere were many people bustling about in a hurry, angry, and many shoutThings were not pretty on that roadI felt as I were being prodded with a goadThings got uglier along that wayI felt destruction emanated for me that dayThen up a head I saw off to the side a narrow gateStanding there was a friendly faceHe invited me in with a warm smileAsked me to walk with him for a couple of milesHesitantly I turned to accept his offerI was afraid that I get lose my and never profferIt was peaceful and calm as we went our wayEach step felt guided as a new peace surrounded me that dayThe road was straight and easy to walk as I followed HimI noticed that is was quiet and there was no longer a dinSo I looked back to see where we had beenTo my surprise I saw only one set of tracksMy burdens felt lifted from off my backThen I looked into that smiling faceI knew then I had found my Savior that dayWhat see
Today I stumpled from my bed with thunder crashing in my head, my pillow still wet from lastnights tears.And as I think of giving up a voice inside my coffee cup kept crying out, ringing in my ears, Dont cry daddy, Daddy please don't cry,daddy u still got me and little Tommy together we will find a brand new mummy, daddy daddy please laugh again, daddy ride us on you'r back again,oh daddy please dont cry. Why are children always first to feel the pain and hurt the worst? Its cruel somehow it just dont seem right. Cause  everytime I cry I know it hurts my little children so, and I wonder if it will be the same tonight, Don't cry daddy, Daddy please dont cry, oh dont cry. Daddy you still got me and little Tommy, together we will find a brand new mummy, daddy daddy please laugh again, daddy ride us on your back again, oh daddy please dont cry. Oh daddy please dont cry. You told me about the long shifts,the days and the nights.You told me about the commanders and there wives.You told me
Terms & Conditions “Come sit with me Edward” Bella said beckoning me. I stood there for a moment, and then slowly took the chair next to her. “I’m sorry that I kept you in the dark, that I never answered you when you asked me” she said and sighed. “Look Bella, you frustrate me sometimes, but I really do love you” I said so softly that I didn’t think she heard me. “Edward I know you love me, it’s not you.  I just needed some time to think” she said as she raised my chin to make me look at her. “There’s just so much going on right now, but I have thought about it since you left” “Bella you don’t know how much that broke my heart.  I know I don’t have a heart, but it hurt like hell when you just stood there and didn’t say a word” “I have come to a decision Edward.  Would like to hear it?” she asked me. “Not if it’s going to hurt Bella, I don&rs
The night breeze flows through the window, cooling the room to a comfortable temperature.  A lite sheet is all I need as I turn out the light and snuggle into the bed for a good night's sleep. As I close my eyes, I can hear the rustle of the breeze in the trees.  There is a peace that washes over me and I relax.  My breathing slows as sleep enters and I drift off into that quiet place. There is warmth and love as I enter in.  A soft glow up ahead.  I hear someone calling...  "Come here my Dark Temptress.  Listen to my voice and follow it." I listen to him calling out and slowly make my way through the haze into the soft glow.  There in the middle of the room is a dark figure... I see him reach out, drawing me to him.  "Come my love.  I have great plans for you."  I slowly move forward. As I reach to take his hand, he is still out of focus.  As our hands touch, the electricity flowing from him is strong.  I can feel my body flush, the heat inside almost too much to bear.  He turns
As a lonely girl,I only want one thingAll I want,Is to be seenAs a lonely girl,I have not been many placesIn my lonely life,I have seen very few facesAs a lonely girl,No one notices meThey just pass me by,As if there is no one there to seeAs a lonely girl,I have changed my mindNow what I want,Is to end my own lifeAs a lonely girl,The only one could change my lonely mindIs someone I could trust,Someone who is warm and kindAs a lonely girl,I want someone to holdSome who will love me,And be there without being toldAs a lonely girl,This was all I wanted…As a lonely girl,I was disappointed…You... don't... want me... Strength is knowing when to say....I cannot follow this path any longer. Strength is standing firm by your values, even when they are challenged. Strength is what is not seen. It is a firm stance centered in your own personal belief. Strength is being able to cry, when the all around you are smiling. Strength is knowing who you are....and loving yourself
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With those words the steed faded. Like the fog at mid-morning he vanished. To say the least I was bewildered. None of this was making sense. I simply wanted to find a place to ride out the storm. This, whatever it was, was not my intention. Still ... as he ... said .... Said. The though hung there. What did he say? He ... who ...? Was I going somewhere? No. This is the backland's of my father's villa. I had awoke this morning, restless, without much to do. Late fall, and all the harvest in. Just a time to wander the estate ... if you call it that. Calling it a villa or an estate was a pleasantry of the language. It was not a rich man's home by any means, nor a rich man's land. It was a working farm. These grasses were left behind as we rotated the cash crops for the year. A field left to return to nature to give it rest from production. A good husband would know too well what he must do. And we were good, if not wealthy. The sun was almost at it zenith. I must have wondered aimless f
BREAKING NEWS: The Pity Train has just derailed at the intersection of Suck It Up & Move On, and crashed into We All Have Problems, before coming to a complete stop at Get the Heck Over It. Any complaints about how we operate, can be forwarded to 1-800-waa-aaah with Dr. Sniffle Reporting LIVE from Quitchur Bitchin'. If you like this, repost it. If you don't...suck it up princess! Life doesn't revolve around you.. Hello, young lady. You may think its foxy to flaunt your flabby body throughout the worldwide web for the attention of horntoads, but this is not the case. What are you getting out of entertaining the eyes of sexually deprived men on the internet whom you’ll never meet? Are a few “likes” on Facebook that important to you? Do several “damn ma” and “you’re sexxxy” comments from goalless men who send the same generic comments to every other lost girl online really boost your self-esteem? If that is the case, you definitely need to a
It had been a long day of work when they entered the house she knelt down at the door in her short red dress that fit her body like a glove he sat there in his wheel chair smiling down at her the young woman knew her place as she got to her feet she slowly pushed the wheel chair threw the din in to a room with a magnificent fountain flowing in to a hot tub the size of a small pool in the center of the room glance down in to his eyes she sat on to his lap kissing his lip as his finger tips dancing across the woman’s gorgeous face down here neck slowly sliding her red dress down her shoulders as he looks in to her eyes and with out words tells her how much he loves her as the dress slides down her body in his grip he smiles leaning in kissing down her neck lowering the dress seeing her hard nipples peeking from under the top of the dress the man leans in kissing the woman softly whispering “were you a good girl tonight” as he lets her dress drift down to her ankle blush
Chapter 1 - a pisser of a day ------------------------------------ It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood, A beautiful day for a neighbor, Would you be mine? Could you be mine? It's a neighborly day in this beautywood, A neighborly day for a beauty, Would you be mine? Could you be mine? I have always wanted to have a neighbor just like you, I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you. So let's make the most of this beautiful day, Since we're together, we might as well say, Would you be mine? Nora Delaney grimaced, groaning out loud as the ultra-cheery children's theme song blasted down the hallway assaulting her as she made her way to her office. She was never sure if this song, or the Barney theme song, was worse. Of course she had found out that most of the people who worked here were crazy and starting the day with a theme song was one of the more mundane quirks her coworkers possessed. She peeked in the only open door on the entire floor confirming that Karen
It started with us sitting in a lounge, watching TV, chilling, and just having a nice time. Anyway, you kept brushing my thigh or my neck as we sat there, pretending you weren’t doing anything but giving me a look that said you knew just what you were doing. I retaliated by giving you a quick squeeze of your leg when you asked for my hand. I gave it to you, and you took me upstairs to a bedroom, locking the door behind you. You walked up to me and started kissing me softly on the lips, our hands running through each other’s hair as I moved down to your neck, opening up your shirt and kissing you along your collarbone. Then you pushed me onto the bed as we rushed to take our clothes off, leaving you just in your underwear and me in a pair of boxers. You climbed on top of me, straddling and rocking back and forth on my crotch, making me hard and yourself wet as you rubbed against me. I ran my hands all over your curves, one hand on your hip, the other tracing circles along
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This is seduction of the highest order Lay down, relax, and let carnal emotions take over Inhale deeply and put your mind at ease Allow me to lead you into never ending ecstasy Placing my lips to yours I dare you to explore what’s behind your minds locked doors Mesmerizing you with my soft kisses Bewitching you with my sweet smell I have you right where I want you After this is over memories of this night will still haunt you Biting softly on your neck I release your inhibitions You’re dying to be with me pleading to be tempted Hoe can I be resisted? After all this is seduction of the highest order…. -Unknown- You are so sexy that just the thought of you arouses me. I know that this morning you left wearing something sexy for me under your black skirt and your beige turtle neck sweater. The thought of you wearing those laced black panties with that matching laced bra, and garter belt all day drives me crazy! When you get home there are aroma candle
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A different kind of toy   I walk into my room and lock the door. No one saw me carrying this with me. If they had, it would have been embarrasing to tell them what it was for. I know for a fact that they would tease me for this for a while and she will not look at me the same way. Ah her, Her brown eyes, soft brown hair, pale white skin and wonderful smile. Ugh i cant take it! I lift up the cloth and sit on my bed staring at a wall for a min. I then closed my eyes and started to imagine her...I groan and start to undo my pants. As they fall to the floor i sigh in relief at being free. It is so hard to hide this from the others. If only she knew what she does to me...I grab the item and start to imagine her again....Dream:She layed down on my bed after a busy day of school. She slowly takes off her clothes and just lays spread eagle infront of me.'Please dont make me wait! I have waited for this for a long time. See im wet for you! please put it in!' She pants'Oh yes...are you sure? I
A Story About Me
A STORY ABOUT ME I was named Daniel, after my mothers favorite book of the bible 1. Born 1963, 3:29 p.m., 6.2 inches, 9.?Lbs. on a Wednesday, at Providence Hospital, in El Paso, TX. 2. My brother, Porfirio 2nd brother, didn’t like me because he wanted a monkey. He cried X George, he was down to earth, Kind of guy, GOD REST IS SOUL. The LORD took him in September, of 2005’. It was just the 3 of us. 3. I can remember as far back to the crib 4. Diapers ewe, felt uncomfortable and soft at the same time. 5. Remember getting big laughs, when I would fall down on my little butt, diapers were like butt absorbers. 6. Didn’t like it when my privates were washed, but it felt much fresher after. Later in life little did I know that I would like it, hmm. 7. I was breast fed for 3 months, got rid of the bottle, ‘baby bottle’, at 9 months. 8. I remember that my mom and grandmother; (quita), the true word in Spanish is, (abuelita), but I couldn’t say that, so tha
Story About A Lesbian Girl Who Was Denied Going To Prom Because She Wanted To Bring Her Gf
So,there was a story that just broke on the news. if you live anywhere in northwestern or maybe even any northern part of mississippi then you probably know the story im talking about. a school in Itwamba,Ms a few days ago known as Itwamba Agricultural Highschool denied a Senior her right to go to prom with her girlfriend stating that it was against the code of conduct. now,granted i've always known that this country was kind of intolerant but i had no idea it was that bad until i heard this story on the news. what kind of world do we live in where a girl can't simply take her girlfriend to prom and they lay down such a rule in their code of conduct such as this? if that is the case then why are there not rules in the code of conduct about taking your cousin or uncle or brother or sister to prom? & no one can say its because its less likely they have relations because i've heard quite a bit about cousins & even brothers and sisters having relations. but they dont stop them. they even w
The Story Of...
Superman231Real Name:  Wesley aka WesRank:  First Class Petty OfficerFriends since: March 2007Likes: Boobs, Jets, BoobsDislikes: Being vulnerable, cock blockersConsidering I joined in 2006 and have deleted nearly all of my fubar friends, Supe is now one of my oldest online pals.  I can categorize my friendship with Supe into three timeframes… pre break, post break, and post Emanon.  It wasn’t until after my year long hiatus (post break) that we started speaking on a regular basis. Little known fact: Supe invited me to a mumm community outside of fubar shortly before I left the Fu for a year. That is the first time I remember seeing his peen. Pre Break: The first half of our fu-friendship I don’t remember him, so either we didn’t talk often, or I didn’t care. Either is possible. Post Break:  Upon returning, I actually started talking to Supe and remembering it. :p So this is where I shall begin. Supe & I started in the mumms. He was a funny d
Stories And Fiction
Time surely does fly. I've been chatting online since 1993. That's longer than some of the kids online here have been breathing. At that time we used to use dial-up modems to connect to centralized BBS's (bulletin board systems). Over the years online speeds have increased remarkably. The software is far more sophisticated than it was back then. Some things haven't changed, though. Online romance happened then and it lives on today. I've always thought it was completely illogical and almost laughable. I mean, seriously, how are you supposed to have any kinds of feelings for someone you haven't met? What's the attraction of words on the screen accompanied by what may or may not be an image of the person with whom you are conversing? Who are these idiots, anyway? Well, whoever they are I have to count myself among their idiotic ranks. Yes, I have experienced online infatuation(at least) more than once in the seventeen some-odd years I've been chatting. I consider myself to be otherwise r
PRAYER OF A LOVER   Everynight when I pray, I thank God for each new day. I also thank him for something sweet, I thank him for each time you and I meet. He has Blessed me with his grace, He gave me the chance to see your face. He has taught me much, My favorite lesson was the joy i felt at your touch. Ok I promise this is the last of the food stories. I wrote this one the day after the chili dog one. This one is about roast beef Aujue.   THE RACE         The roast beef is challanging the Aujue to a race through the land. They started at the town square. They went forward about a block with Aujue in the lead. They turned the corner in front of the hardware store. Out of town they go. Look out for those trees, bushes, and brambles! SNAP! CRACK! OUCH!  Through the swamp now. Roast Beef got through first. Roast Beef has a big lead. Roast Beef just entered the desert. Look! The race is not over yet. Aujue just exited the swamp. Aujue will have to hurry to catch up with Roast B
Story Time!
I've always wondered when it became alright to be selfish with your own life. Not too long ago someone very dear to my heart took their own life. As if it were okay and everyone was supposed to turn the other cheek and go on as life does. I'm sorry, but I can't. I am still very angered and hurt over it. Why is it okay for you to take yourself from us? Where is it written in the books that a belt and a ceiling fan is okay? I have yet to forgive you. And I don't know if I will ever learn how. You told Amber you were trying to escape the pain. Well congratulations, you succeeded, and fucked everyone else that ever cared about you in the making.  I don't care that you left me, I don't care that you left everyone else. I care that you left Hailey. Of everyone I know you truly cared about her. And how I know this, is I lived it first hand. She never asked to be brought into this world to a mother who was a junky and to a father who would eventually take himself from her.   Amber told me t
Story I Wrote Between 2008 To Now
i meet you at the hotel. we get the key. walk to the room. get inside. all without a word.once inside still we havent spoken and the door shut we inbrace for the first time. coats, shirts pants, shoes..they all go across the room as we are moving to the push me to the bed and stop. you face hovering above stair at me, looking down over by body and up again.i became a little nervious thinking you did not like what you seen but at that moment you kissed me with gentle passion witch lasted it seems forever.then you stoped and asked if i like that. i replied ,yes baby i need that..and now can i have your hott self in me? i pull your face closer anf kiss your lips and nibblin in the bottom lip. my god how i could eat you alive. you say to me as i kiss you that i cannot have you in me untill i taste you first to see if it is the right flavor. i smile and give you a little puch to the side and you land on the bed. i quickly pounce on you kissing your lips licking your nec
Stories Of A Fucked Up Childhood!
For years I have been told about how much I went through as a child. No I was never beaten. No I was never tortured. And no I was never Neglected. But I was put through a lot of situations that were not normal for a child! In fact any time I tell one or more of my stories I tend to have people tell me I should write a book. Seeing as I believe my mom did drugs while pregnant...... I have ADHD and can't just write a book, so I figure I will let you guys into my past and help me write parts of what would be my book here......... So here is a quick overview of my history and people involved.... I was born July 4th 1976 in Boston. My dad was late getting to the hospital by like 12 hrs and was probably gambling. I lived with my mom until the end of 2nd grade when both parents went to jail and mt grandparents took me in. My dad had lived with us off and on until second grade. In fact I believe my parents were married and divorced several times to each other. In 5th grade I was give th
Story To My Life
so, this is my FIRST blog in this site. I don't know how long im going to keep up at it, but i figured i'd give it a try.    I really don't know where to begain, so I think im just gonna keep it short in simple.  I have the most amazing man in the world, Trinix420. He's perfect, and i have a son, who means everything to me. Those two man are the best people ANYONE could ever ask for, or ever want.    The end. 
Stories From The 4th
i only bomb on double points days, and my list is generally about 30 minutes long, so you have a good 25+ minutes at the end of my bombing to get some love from me if you just follow these few simple guidelines!   1. HAVE A FOLDER WITH 250 PICS IN IT. it cant be NSFW, since we're not allowed to bomb those. a bomb is basically instant 11s on up to 250 pics, BUT if you have less than 250 you get less points (and so do it). so all you need to do is throw some random junk together and load it in a folder.   1a. oh yeah, when mass uploading, only do about 20 pics at a time, or it fails.   2. MARK YOUR BOMB FOLDER. links in the SB are nice, but sometimes they're broken or i get a message that the pics are currently unavailable for some damn reason. SO, mark a folder with lots of text stuff to be eye catching, such as BOMBBOMBBOMB or >>>>>>BOMB
I am in a restaurant with my Master beside me......we are with a group of vanilla friends and family....but we only have eyes for each other....i am trying to concentrate on the conversation but Master is distracting me ...under the table......of course i started it by teasing his cock with my fingers as i chatted with the others like nothing was happening...enjoying the feel of his cock getting harder and harder ... then i glance over to him with an evil smile on my lips and now i am paying for it....Masters hand is between my legs and is pulling my skirt up higher and higher under the table....i am grateful for the long table clothes he finally gets my skirt up high enough to slide his hand under it. he knows i am not wearing panties because he told me not to. my pussy is soaking wet just from touching him. i am doing pretty well to this point keeping up with the conversation........i look over at Master and see the evil look in his eyes and know that i am in for it now....
We're home alone. Soft rock playing low on cd player. We're dancing slow, I'm holding you from behind, hands on hips. We're moving in unison to the beat. Your head tilting to right, I'm nuzzling your neck. I'm tasting you, licking, nibbling... Just Getting Lost... Walking in quietly you do not hear my footsteps, your attention is focused. Your back is to me, I walk up behind you, grab your hips, hands slowly grasp and I pull you in. I begin nuzzling your neck. You lean back into me, my hands slowly explore, fingers lightly tap and massage. Wearing a summer dress it is flimsy and very sheer. My fingers find your mound, it is hot to the touch. Massaging, kneading, exploring...I begin to pull up your dress wanting to get closer. Our breathing becomes ragged, passion building. Dress up and I find your warmth, your wetness, finding your nodule. I massage gently, back and forth and it hardens with anticipation. My member hardens with eagerness, it presses against your cheeks. Fingers expl
The story takes place during the summer of 1995.  At the time I was a firefighter/medic and crew officer for a local volunteer fire and rescue department.  One weekend, which I had off from fire duty, I was notified of a large structure fire within my area of operations.  Not having anything else to do, I went to the station to help with staffing.  When I got to the station, there was an immediate need for an ambulance.  A grabbed two other personnel to staff the unit.  While responding to the fire, dispatch redirected us to the interstate for a significant multi-car accident.  The dispatcher indicated there were 5 at least 5 cars involved with possible trapped victims.  There were other units dispatched but would be delayed because of the fire.   When we arrived on the scene, I knew this was going to be bad.  Half of four-door sedan had slid under a tractor-trailer.  An old station wagon was upside down and was partially in a ditch approximately 50 feet from the sedan.  There were f
Stories I Wrote
Dear Person There are many things in our lives that pass us by, there are many things that we hope will pass our way, but then there are things that come to us without even trying.   I write this letter to the person who over the last few days has brought me joy and happiness, who without even trying has touched my heart in so many ways words don’t seem enough right now. There is always someone out there who can turn your spark into a flame and keep it burning, which can make the storm inside turn into a calm gentle breeze, who can keep your heart beating everytime you see them.   But there is one person who has done more than I ever thought was possible, who has taken me and made me feel like a brand new person and giving me a new leash on life, who has brought so much happiness into my life without even knowing it. There is never a minute when I don’t think of him, but there will never be a moment when I cant be without him, I’ve grown to know him as time as go
Story! Looooong Lol. But Good Sex :)
When time began two beings existed – as different as light and dark, soft and hard – neither good nor bad, but different and they warred. The two beings were Gods, hardly the only Gods, but the only ones that mattered.             One, a female with dark hair, like a raven’s wing come to life, and light features named Satiria who controlled the four elements.             The second, a male with hair like molten gold, and features as dark as night, named Jaden who had unsurpassed telekinetic abilities.             They battled endlessly, each assuming themselves to be the best. Wind blew, raging across the land, causing dust and land to spike uncontrollably as Satiria fought for dominance. Jaden struck with force, sending bonds to hold her in place for a mere moment before she broke free. On and on it swept, catching species in the crossfire, creating abominations not meant to see the rays of sun.             Settling finally on the need to combat the problems thei
Store Run In
 Run in at the store:   It is a hot summer day, I was wearing a half shirt, daisy dukes (that barely covered my fat ass), and the highest of high heels, 5” white open toed strappy high heels that tie around the ankles. I was rushing through the grocery store trying to pick up what seemed like a thousand things before heading back home to make dinner. I must have spent an hour cruising from one aisle to the next trying to make sure your cart was filled with everything I needed, yet the entire time there is an uneasy feeling that I am being watched or followed.  Shrugging it off as crazy, I kept moving and made it to the check out line just in time to spend another 20 minutes behind the lady with 2000 items and a pouch full of coupons that she was going through one by one.  I wasn’t sure I could be more frustrated than I was right then and added to that the hair was still standing up on the back of my neck about something or someone around me.
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A Story I Wrote When I Was Bored
Graveyard Of Heros By Shane Ross   this is my first time writing something im going to show other people so please if you have any ideas that could help me feel free to let me know my story is about 4 Orbital Drop Shock Troopers who lived and died on reach i hope you enjoy it   logan-team leader Kyle-riflemen mac- sniper shane-heavy weapons   august 30th 2552 outskirts of new Alexandria "So this is it "Mac said looking at the mass of covenant troops that stretched for as far as the eye could see "We make our stand in this bunker surrounded by thousands of grunts and brutes led by a few hundred elites well id say we've hit the jackpot boys this is our ticket straight to hell" " If im going to hell mac then im taking as many of those bastards with me " replied shane as he went back to reloading his rocket launcher and checking to see how much ammo he had for his assault rife "i got 6 clips left for this thing how about you guys" kyle looked at him " iv got 5 clips for my D
Ring…ring…click.            Hello?             This is your wakeup call Mr.Dramun, what are you doing with your life?             What...what was that?             Click.             Adrian Dramun roused himself in an upright position, his legs hanging over the edge of the bed. He stared dumbly at the telephone he held in his hand. Cheap motel pieces really, hardly able to call them telephones in this society of cell-phones (Four in every household, we swear). It was tainted a dull yellow, the mouth piece barely hanging on. With disgust of the device Adrian slammed the phone down, finally releasing the mouth piece from its purgatory of the hundreds of hot breathed creatures that spoke to it.             Adrian hunched his shoulders and rested his elbows on his knees. He buried his face into his hands. This was a morning ritual to him. Wake, clean off the sleep from his face. He would do this for about a minute, rubbing his eyes with the palms of his hands as if that
A Story
I was asked "Why do you do what you do girl?" Oddly I looked at the person asking and asked them "Why do I do what boy?" He gives me that, I'm not happy you just called me that I'm a Master! to which as always I just smile sweetly a smirking evil smile. Again the question "Why do you do what you do?" To which my chin lifts with pride, eyes shine with a dark light in them as full lips curl into a sadistically sweet smile showing sharp points, back straightens from where I kneel on my pillow, as he said when I did it, the picture of slavery in motion. "Because I am who I am, the secret in the shadows. I am there when I am needed, or wanted. I am there to see when those that have a piece of my shattered heart are in need of me. I am who I am, the girl held in a crystalline prison able to reach through the darkness to touch those needing that touch to ease their pain or claw to make it worse if they fuck with what is mine." That look of male superioriety "But you are a girl,
Story So Far...
It's been more than 2 months..Yes, more than 2 months and I've been searching for people to help me on our promotional video since then. I know it's not easy to find people to help you without anything in return. I don't expect everyone to help me in a short time but the thing that disturbs me is quite different.   Since the first time I started looking for people to record 2-3 second little video clips to merge into a one big video, more than 25 people said they would love helping me and they would do it asap. That eventually made me really happy cuz around 15-20 people would make me finish the video without any difficulties. However noone NOONE sent anything...Also I tried to contact them (they were and they are in my friend list on fubar) if there was a problem and it's ok if they couldnt do it. NOONE answered! It is seriously easy to say "no". Some people said "no sorry i cannot do it" and it's ok. Noone has to do it. The problem is those people said they were going to help and
Stories Of Things To Come
Standing at the door I pause for a second. This is my first scheduled time with Terry since I had to spank her so she would leave Isabella and I alone. This was pre planed so I had not talked with her and she did not call to cancel the date. I have to assume that all is alright but I am a little apprehensive. Terry can be a bit of a brat at times, and to be frank, I am concerned that this will be one of those times. I was pretty hard on her and this was the first time I had to address the problem directly.   One more breath to calm myself and I knock three times on the plain wooden door on the small rambler. I listen but do not hear any noise from inside, no musing, no talking on the tv, no music, nothing. She usually at least has the radio on. Maybe I have been stood up and that is how she is going to strike out at me.  If that is the case, we will simply have to end this. I stop myself.    I have been a concerned about this over the last two days. Isabella and I had a wonderful n
Story Time
The sound of the running bath could be heard, a trickle of water splashing into the hot bath awaiting her body.  Oh how she ached.  She longed for a back rub that would ease it all away, all her pains and worries rubbed away by his strong hands, but he was miles away so a hot bath would have to do the job.  She knew it would provide limited satisfaction, but she also knew it wasn’t what she craved. She had had the thought before, wondering what his hands would feel like against her skin, how gentle a lover he would be, or would he be wild and passionate and catch her by surprise.  Would she be able to last the attention she craved, the kisses she knew she wanted to experience..She sighed and picked up the towel.   The scent of the bubble bath filled her with a cloud of hope and desire, she lit the candles and turned off the light, she didn’t plan to be disturbed for a while.  This was her time to just let herself think about him in the detail that would please her, would t
A Story For Him
On the drive up to my dad's place I thought about what I would do if you were driving us there. I would be holding your hand and playing with your fingers, letting you know I'm feeling playful. About ten minutes away from the house, I slide over on my seat, closer to you. I know you're trying to concentrate on driving but I can't keep my hands off. I start by kissing your neck, my tongue traces upwards, and I nibble on your ear lobe. I whisper in your, "I want you so much", and my hand starts to rub your thigh suggestively. I hear you let out one of those moans, those manly little grunts of yours that drive me wild. My hand drifts over to the fast-growing bulge in your jeans, rubbing playfully while I kiss your neck and whimper in your ear that I can't wait to get home. After what seems like an eternity, we arrive at the house. We get out the car and walk toward the house. I'm fumbling around with the keys, trying to pick the right one. I feel you wrap your arms around me from behi
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My name is Matt, I'm an expatriate Australian who has been living in NY for about five years. What I do for a living doesn't really matter as far as this story is concerned because it is about one of my social interests – spanking. I have been going to the specialist spanking clubs in NY just about all the time I've been here and I have to admit I'm bored. The same old faces keep turning up night after night, I've spanked and been spanked by just about all the women who turn up to these clubs and I almost stayed home tonight – as it turned out I'm very glad that I came out. (no double meaning intended!) I was sitting at the bar my eyes roaming the room, all the usual extroverts were there, showing off in their usual manner but not attracting my interest in the slightest. I had just about admitted to myself that it was going to be a dud evening when the door opened and my hopes for the night were immediately raised. She stood in the doorway, obviously unsure
Boy's dont realize how much one little thing can upset a girl. 45 THINGS A GIRL WANT, BUT WON'T ASK FOR: 1. Touch her waist. 2. Actually talk to her. 3. Share secrets with her. ...4. Give her your jacket. 5. Kiss her slowly. Are you remembering this? 6. Hug her. 7. Hold her. 8. Laugh with her. 9. Invite her somewhere. 10. Hangout with her and your friends together. KEEP READING .. 11. Smile with her. 12. Take pictures with her. 13. Pull her onto your lap. 14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back. 15. When her friends say ¡°I love her more than you¡±, deny it. Fight back and hug her tight so she can¡¯t get to her friends. It makes her feel loved. Are you thinking of someone? 16. Always hug her and say I love you whenever you see her. 17. Kiss her unexpectedly. 18. Hug her from behind around the waist. 19. Tell her she¡¯s beautiful. 20. Tell her the way you feel about her. One last thing you need to do to sh
A Story
Story Time :)
Shortest fairy tales from both men and women!    A Man's Fairy Tale    Once upon a time a man asked a woman " will you marry me?"   She said "No"   And he lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles and went fishing and hunting and played golf a lot and drank beer and scotch and had money in the bank and left the toilet seat up and farted whenever he wanted.    The End    A womans Fairy Tale :)   Once upon a time a guy asked a girl " will you marry me?"She said "HELL NO"and the girl lived happily ever after and shopped all day. Had mani & pedis every week. Drank wine and danced the nights away. Walked around the house with no makeup on, hair not done in sweats. Didnt have to play dress up no more to impress. Had all her money in the bank...cause he forgot to check his wallet and she used his credit cards. The end :)  Top ten uses of the *f* word10th - "Scattered fucking showers, my ass!" - Noah, 4314 BC9th - "How the fuck did you work that out?" - Pythagoras, 126 BC8th
One night as you decide to out for a night on the town, you decide to wear a short black skirt and a red lace top with a black short jacket. your careful to show enough to make them stop and stare. As you are driving to a small local club, something catches your eye, a new place that you have never been before. The look of the place is somewhat alluring to you against your better judgment you decide to stop in and check it out. When you walk in the place is dimly lit and threes is only a few people in the bar, you decide to have a drink before you leave, you slowly walk up to the bar when you feel that there is someone watching you. You play it off and move to the bar, as you sit a the bar sip at your drink you feel someone slid down on the stool next to you. he accidentally rubs your arms, as you turn to say something he apologizes and introduces himself (me), as you turn to introduce yourself your eyes meet and you see a fire and passion behind his eyes that you have seen before. As
Story Writing
As i sit here and watch the snow,  I think about ya a little bit, I know I gotta stop doing it but hey what can i say I think your sexy  and i cant help but day dream lol.     Walks over to where you are sitting and plops down and crinkles my nose at you and says hey there sexy what are you up to?   You dont answer me at first,  i let my fingers touch the side of your face and turn your face to face me and say whats up hon?  DId you have a bad week.    I still dont really get a response as my fingers trail down to your lips  and i smile  Maybe i can at least make you smile for a few minutes.   you look up at me still have a look like you might bite my head off but i am in a mood to take my chances.   I lean in kissing your lips,  my tongue parting your lips  finding your tongue and wrapping mine around it breaking the kiss slightly  letting my mouth grab your bottom lip and suck on it for a minute the replant my lips onto yours My hands travel down your chest to your belt undoing
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen below you burns. I wish you could comprehend a wife's horror at 3 in the morning as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done to try to save his life. I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot-filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke-sensations that I've become too familiar with. I wish you could understand how it feels to go to work in the morning after having spent most of the night, hot and soaking wet at a multiple alarm. I wish you could read my mind
The Story Of Our Lifes
On the first day, God created the dog and said: 'Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years.' The dog said: 'That's a long time to be barking. How about only ten years and I'll give you back the other ten?' So God agreed. On the second day, God created the monkey and said:'Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a twenty-year life span.' The monkey said: 'Monkey tricks for twenty years? That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back ten like the Dog did?' And God agreed. On the third day, God created the cow and said: 'You must go into the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to support the farmer's family. For this, I will give you a life span of sixty years.' The cow said: 'That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years... How about twenty and I'll give back the other forty
I lived in darkness for what seemed like an eternity. Constantly thinking to myself--feeling a sense of loneliness. I felt like a drifter, what was going on? I began having dreams of a place I had been, I couldn't remember everything, and I spent most of this time in darkness thinking, or, maybe dreaming of what I had been. I wanted so much to remember everything. It was so beautiful for so long, but its beauty would change and eventually begin to fade away. Never again to regain that beauty it once beheld.   By the end, their was so much death and destruction, it became harder to remember all the beautiful scenery, I was desperately trying to hold onto. I remember these flesh bodies, covered up. All shapes and all sizes. These flesh creatures were not all the same color. Long flowing manes on some that blew backward as the wind passed between each strand. I could hear laughter spill out from their mouths. See tears drip from their eyes. These creatures talked in all di
The Story On How Me And Bigdaddy Met.
so i was walking down the street one day, and i saw a twenty dollar bill on the ground. =D so i decided to go to a strip club to find some hot bitches to strip for me. i looked over, and i saw you standing there behind the stage in a g-string. the hot strippers were almost done and i put a dollar in the air and she grabbed it with her snatch. *slurp sound effect* needless to say their vaginas were kind of loose. like a black hole. the music changes to "im sexy and i know it" and you strut out in ur g-string hip thrusting the air.  you start break dancing and humping the floor. i pull out some extra ones and start whistling and throwing dolla bills at you. you then  start dancing on the pole and i watch this for about 45 minutes, before u get off the stage, get dressed and come out from back stage. i approach you and ask to buy u a drink, you accept.  we have a few drinks, and then go back to your place. where i find blow up dolls and a dead hooker. i look at you and give you a weird lo
Story Of A Man
MARRIED OR NOT YOU SHOULD READ THIS!!! (MARRIED GUY SPEAKING) When I got home that night... my wife was serving dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know ...what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. S
The Story Of My Life...
Stories I Been Writing But Haven't Been Able To Finish
Walking slowly in a straight line following a similar dressed man in front of him, the squad leader spoke into the radio transceiver calling for a short halt. Breathing slowly after two dread hours walking under the scorching sun the man moved slowly to a shaded tree, lowering himself to the ground he sat down with his back against the tree as he glanced around reaching up and unclasping the chinstraps that’s keeping his helmet in place on his head. Pulling the helmet off his head, he gently placed it on the ground next to him as he continued to survey his surroundings. As the man sat against the tree he looked down at his gloved hands as he slowly noticed that they were becoming transparent. “Um, hey Sarg’nt D, we have a problem.” The man said calmly looking to his Team Leader. “What’s the problem? Mick…” the Team Leader asks looking over to the man who called him, noticing his soldier is slowly disappearing. “What the fuck!&rdqu
Stories (extremely Erotic)
Ten minutes ago your phone rang. The only words you heard me say were, “Follow every instruction and your night will be one you’ll never forget.” Confusion swirls in your mind as the line goes dead. I’ve given you no instructions, order, requests or even suggestion as to what you are supposed to be doing. You arrive home and as you walk through the door you’re greeted by your roommate who is holding a folded piece of paper. You look at her with a curiosity and as you open the note you see only the words, “Go to your bedroom” written on it. You look up to ask your roommate what is going on but she is gone. You turn quickly and make your way to your room. As you throw the door open you see multiple boxes lying neatly on your bed. A note lay on the top of the center box. “Shower and shave perfectly and wear ONLY what I have picked for you this evening” it says. You quickly strip down and notice the effect my notes have had on you
I remember this one summer when i was eleven. We were leaving to go to Suki Bay, we always left in late May after school let out, it was a warm, muggy day with clouds scattered across the sky like specks of paint on a blank canvas. We all packed up the old station wagon that my parents have had since the dark ages it feels like. My mom so was a petite woman with shoulder length blonde hair, mesmerizing sky blue eyes, and a smile that would not just light up the room, but banish any shadow to a dark corner of another room. She loaded up my duffle bag into the rear of the car and yelled toward the house, "Stacy, Psymon, Ariel, and Kris is that all of your stuff." "We need to hurry Aunt Melissa is supposed to meet us for lunch at Brickyard," she bark, knowing we still had the long drive, "we going to be late." Kris got in the front seat with mom and my sisters sat in the middle, but being the rowdy kid I was i sat in the back with the bags so i would have plenty of room to lay down or do
The Gambler     Kathy was born witha streak of luck a mile long, No matter what the bet and what the game sheseemed to always win and also when to back away from a wager. Over the yearsshe learned to listen to her gut feelings and know when to bet and when to notbet. Kathy has bet some large amounts of cash to even sexual bets alwayswinning them, by now Kathy has bet all kinds of things and was pretty callus towhat wagers were on the table. All of the men and women she bet with alwayspaid in full there depts. Without question of hesitation some would beembarrassed some owing cash even whole paychecks (though she would return themdue to her own sense of morals.). Kathywas 30 years old and in a good job due to her luck, beautiful, due to her powerand money she was well sought after as a bachelorette. But her luck wouldchange when a 25 year old man would enter her life delivering mail in heroffice building. “You must be the new mail clerk” Kathy asks Joe. “Yes MissSmith” Jo
Ali opened her eyes, the pine smell was greeted with the warmth of the cabin. A loud thud audible through the fog of her grogginess. She sat up and looked around, the sun’s rays beamed through the cabin through it’s moderate number of windows. She stood, still in nude and searched around; Tim no where to be found in cabin. She walked to leave the fire but the impending chill greeted her, stopping her from advancing. She searched the floor behind her to see one of the throws they used the night prior, she cloaked herself and left the warmth circumference of the fireplace. Heading past the table, and to the area that looked to be the kitchen counter. Another loud thud outside drew her attention, she walked to window and peered outside, and saw Tim. Fully dressed, jeans, flannel shirt, jean jacket, chopping wood with a hatchet. She smiled warmly, turning to sink, she drew water and began to make coffee. ***********************************************************************
Story Behind Scottish Songs
The career of the writer of the lyrics of ‘Scotland the Brave’, Cliff Hanley (1922—1999), was as versatile as it was accomplished. He was variously employed as a journalist, novelist, critic, broadcaster, playwright, songwriter and was also a much loved erformer and public speaker. His songwriting career began when, inDecemher 1951, he was asked by the late Robert Wilson, then a well-known Sottish singer, who at the time was performing in a musical show at the Glasgow Empire, to write words to accompany an Old highland pipe tuneThe song. ‘Scotland the Brave’, was used to close the first half of the show and it went on to be a hit all over the world. Hanley’s Songwriting continued in partnership with the late Ian Gourlay, a Scottish musician and composer, and they wrote a number of comedy Songs.Cliff Hanley’s first book was Dancing in the Streets, a memoir of growing up in Glasgows east end, which was followed by A nother Street, Another Dance.
Growing up in a big house you always here the occassional ghost story. In our family there was the old man that died upstairs in the old part of the house. My mom and dad would tell us stories that the old dresser that was in the room was strange. We were always interested wanting to hear more so we would pester my mom until she would explain. She would tell us that she would put her wedding ring on the dresser then leave the room for something come back it would be gone. Concerned she would look under the dresser, behind it, and look on the sides of it... nothing. She would become worried that she had lost the ring. She would look around the room floor to see if it might have rolled off the dresser. When looking up the ring was staring at her from the dresser top right where she had put it. She stopped putting things on the dresser. My father told us of him placing his wallet having the same experience with his wallet disappearing and then reappearing on the dresser. He stopped placin
Stories I Write
Story Of My Life?
I love to read and am always looking for new books to capture my attention! A friend lent me the book "Beautiful Disaster" and the title in it self pretty much sums up my life! LoL but then I read what the book is about and the brief description of the characters. I feel so drawn to the main character, her desire to outrun her past and trying desperately not to fall for the "bad boy" that's pretty much the story of my life right now. I can't wait to dive into this book and let you know my thoughts!! Here's the synopsis for those of you curious, "The new Abby Abernathy is a good girl. She doesn’t drink or swear, and she has the appropriate percentage of cardigans in her wardrobe. Abby believes she has enough distance between her and the darkness of her past, but when she arrives at college with her best friend, her path to a new beginning is quickly challenged by Eastern University's Walking One-Night Stand. Travis Maddox, lean, cut, and covered in tattoos, is exactly wha
The Story Of Damian, A History Lesson
 Things were quiet for a while after the baseball era for Damian until he was 14. By now he'd been through 9 grades and 7 different schools so making friends was still tough but never stopped trying. Now this socially awkward new kid had to set on the newest challenge High School. In yet another new neighborhood he asked some of the other kids if they'd known each other long and how many schools they'd gone to, but came to realize opening his mouth just got more ridicule than he'd have had if he'd just blended int othe woodwork. He wanted to fit in or be accepted or standout in a crowd and make people WANT to be his friend for some hting he could do. Tryed every sport , club , after school activity he could muster the courage to try, but the only thing he was good at was running. Couldnt shoot a basket to save his life, basesball  was still awkward for him, although he could throw ya out at the plate from left center without using the shortstop his batting sucked hard. Football was new
Week 14, Tuesday Tonight, I was at my favorite website, reading mind control stories. I found myself immersed into those stories, feeling excited as each sister get hypnotized by her brother, being control or hypnotized to have sex with him and finally becoming his personal sex slave. Incest is so hot. Mind control incest is even hotter. Fingering myself as I read these stories, I fantasize being the girl in them, being hypnotized by Justin to be his sex slave. It felt so real, as if it really happened to me. I sure I came numerous times. I wondered if I could have this experience. I didn’t know whether if I can persuade Justin to do all those stuff written in the stories during our sessions. Will he think that I’m mad? I really want him to use hypnosis to control me or even better, turn me into his sex slave. Oh, I also decided to change the password to my computer and other accounts. My new password is “Slave Sister” Giggle Week 14, Wednesday For toda
A Stort I'm Working One
It was the first time I had been out in many months since I had lost my soul mate. Friday to be exact ah loved the night always did. As I got out of the shower some thing told me to stay home, but I was determand to go out. I needed to stop pittying my self he wouldn't of wanted that.     I went to my closet finding my little black dress that showed my curves. It came down just above my knees it was modest, but showed enough to make some one look twice. Sliding it on over my head, I turned to my shoes slipping on a pair of black flats. Going to the mirror shaking my head. I looked like a shadow of my self. My steely grey eyes were dule. My skin had lost it shine. Even my hair seemed to have lost its luster. I comed my hair into a messy bun.     I headed out the door grabbing my purse as I went. Haling a cab, telling them to take me down town. Once I was down town, I started walking going to one of the bars I hadn't been to in years. Down town was different in ways yet the same in so ma
Stories Are What Will Go On
July 10 2013 Teligraph called shot, up up & away I’m super skeeting on the weak sheeting U call hot Not happening, not a demon’s prayer in heaven U gonna get me caught up & trapped in it. Make the next girl jealous, rarely if ever, all the way turned up, I’mm’A tell it. So it’s time 2 sack up, show ya gold’s, Go HAM Go the Fuck Home! U think U don’t have 2 work hard 2 get paid? Just show up, make a cameo, reality show, do nothing but pose get lots of doe? Ya’ll missing what the grind is, Balling ain’t a right it’s a privilege It’s driving me crazy: All this painstaking, namemaking Think all U have 2 do is spread yur legs? Cash ur check on the 3rd, live in the projos as a pro – babymaker I throw haymakers Spit real, ya’ll acrylic. Taunting will get u knocked the fuck out! No matter who U are: Ask Anderson Silva Mine’s condensed, I value quality over quantity=so I have limited minutes of time
This is an old story I wrote for a class I was taking....Hope you enjoy   My name, my…real name is of little importance. Folks around here often call me ‘Wolf,’ although they wouldn’t know me if they saw me. Always on the careful side of things, I lurk in the shadows away from the public’s eye. Oh, how they watch…Oh, how I watch them. I wait so patiently, so still, waiting for the right prey. For I am the horrors this lonely village made me out to be, I am a hunter of kinds.  The day’s air was cool on my skin. My hand moved to my side on its own accord, pulling out a meat clever. I ran my fingertips across the blade…sharp, beautifully sharp. I placed the clever back, smiling to myself. I was self confident, so sure that I could have anybody I wanted, love anybody I wanted…do anything I wanted. I’ve been to this village many times before. The folk often chat amongst themselves. I hear word of a girl, Little
you part your lips and move your head forward. you take just the head of my cock into your mouth. your mouth is hot, and the shaft of my cock is being cooled by the breeze through the still open door. the temperature difference sends chills up my spine, but what really gets me is the look on your face as our eyes meet, the look of lust and of submission. i can see in your eyes that you are more turned on by being dominated that you ever thought you'd be. you may be in total control of the rest of your life, the ceo of a company; a supervisor with twenty employees under you; a police office, or an emt...none of that matters anymore. right here, right now, you are a sexual slave and will do whatever i tell you to do, and it's exactly what you want.  as soon as you open the door and let me inside i'm on you like a wild animal. the passion was already burning hot and just explodes as we make physical contact. our lips meets and our tongues collide like two snakes fighting to the death. i w
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Stoubborn Girl
A stoubborn girl through many years of pain has shielded her heart from loves stain long ago she drained her soul leaving only an empty hole where love and kindness once resided coldness and cruelty are easier she decided only leaving an icy chill and hardened rock rejection and heartache have been blocked though now and then she wonders still what its like to love and feel she looks at lovers with envious eyes always eager to give love a try sometimes inching closer everyday others waiting for a love thats miles away she longs to be as brave as them one day finding a love that will never end but going so long without an ounce of care has left her ability to love somewhere and the icy chill that plagues her heart has damaged and torn her apart now scared to let down her defenses she has unfairly robbed her senses like the taste of a lovers kisses the long embrace of the one she misses the scent that lingers when he
St' Patricks Day
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St. Paddy's Day!!!!!!!!!!!
st patricks day text So it's March in Binghamton and well that alone is a celebration to party!!! BUT today is Parade Day in Binghamton and it is crazy… You don't even know!!! Let's just say if you have true Irish Pride, you are drunk before the parade even starts (FUCK me and 36 of my best friends are already prepping). Our goal for the rest of the day is not to make a fucking ass out of ourselves but IF your Irish or Irish by association you know that will never happen!!!!!!!! lol so while I go prepare myself on the full oray of green beers in this house and deck myself out in green from head to toe I shall leave you with some Irish quotes.... And dont worry PIX beyond PIX are to follow hehehehehe!!!!!! I have known many, and like but a few, have loved only one, and this is a toast to you! My friends are the best friends. loyal, willing and able. Now lets get to drinking, all glasses off the table! There are good ships. and there are wood ships, the ships that
St.patrick's Day
Patrick the great escape artist The person who was to become St. Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland, was born in Wales about AD 385. His given name was Maewyn, and he almost didn't get the job of bishop of Ireland because he lacked the required scholarship. Far from being a saint, until he was 16, he considered himself a pagan. At that age, he was sold into slavery by a group of Irish marauders that raided his village. During his captivity, he became closer to God. He escaped from slavery after six years and went to Gaul where he studied in the monastery under St. Germain, bishop of Auxerre for a period of twelve years. During his training he became aware that his calling was to convert the pagans to Christianity. His wishes were to return to Ireland, to convert the native pagans to Christianity. But his superiors instead appointed St. Palladius. But two years later, Palladius transferred to Scotland. Patrick, having adopted that Christian name earlier, was then appoint
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St Pattys Day
The most famous (or infamous) Irish fairy of them all is the stuff of many a fantasy and folktale and one of Ireland's most beloved symbols. The leprechaun legend is especially popular around St. Patrick's Day. Here's a brief overview of this famous Irish legend. Standing only about two-feet-tall, this little old shoemaker with twinkling eyes and rosy cheeks looks friendly, but they're actually quite the tricksters. According to Colin Chapman, leprechauns are "given to excess, nothing appeals to a Leprechaun like a binge of whiskey, Guinness, pipe tobacco and snuff, and despite their small stature they can handle surprising quantities of alcohol." Being aloof and unfriendly little fairy souls, Ireland's leprechauns aren't easy to spot. They spend all their time busily making shoes, and stashing away all the money their craft brings them in a hidden pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Everyone's heard of the legendary pot of gold, and the only way to track one is t
St. Paddy
WOOOHOO Just back from the SLF concert at Newcastle Carling Academy 30 years since the band start Still as fresh Punk Rock Rules Ok Just in from the Pub Guinness hats and blow up pints n shaelaglies (spelling) Every where AAARRRGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! OK Here we go Why the F**K do Englishmen celebrate St. Paddys Day?? I mean I have nothing against the Irish or people with Irish in them.. But come on Some Englishmen don't celebrate St Georges Day yet break their necks to the pub and wear a leprechaun (spelling)Hat on 17th March
2008 St. Patrick's Day Contest
> HaPpY St. Patricks Day CONTEST Alright EVERYONE... it's that time of the year... WhooooooooooooooT!!! Lets Pimpout all your GREEN!! If you wish to enter just send me a photo or link sporting your GREEN!!! (psssssssst gotta have the green or you might get pinched~~but that's all) **STARTS** March 1st @ Noon {EST} Ends March 17th @ Noon {EST} ~~~~PRIZES~~~~ 1st Place- HAPPY HOUR!! (40k min) 2nd Place- 1 month VIP (30k min) 3rd Place- 7 day BLAST (20k min) 4th Place- 100k FU-BUCKS (10k min) Winners will be based on Comments AND Rates {Rates are worth 3 comments} So The More The BETTER!!! ~~~~RULES~~~~ 1. No Drama ... it starts you're gone! 2. Photos entered must be SFW! 3. No Scripting or Blasting allowed! 4. But Most Of All~~HAVE FUN! ~~~~HOSTESS~~~~ LadyღKATE //Proud Member of the Spanker♥Family//
St. Patty's Day In Nyc
Since I haven't had a "real" vacation in about 8 years, I've decided to take off and have some fun in New York for St. Patrick's Day weekend...maybe longer, depends on my mood. Woot Woot! I've never been before, so recommendations on what to see and do is greatly appreciated. Thank you, thank you!
St Patty Auction
WTF Are you waiting on im up for bidds again damn someone must really love me and i need loving so drop by and give me some bids and i promise u wont regreat what will be if you win me Click On The Link To Start The Bidssss Are you Scared Or u just cant Handle me?? So U Know U wanna Own Me So Lets Hope To It :P center>Click here now! You KNOW you want to!!! now accepting entrants for JAK's and DJ YUMMY's Leaping Leprechaun the lucky leprechaun for a month to the highest bidder..entrant fee of $100,000 fubucks minimum of $200,000 to open bidding...if you are interested in entering private message JAK for the ladies and DJ YUMMY for the guys with the link to your pic and what you are offering to the lucky winner. lets get this started march 1st DJ Yummy~co-owner @tabooTaken By DJ Kidd ~
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St Patricks Day Contest
Hi all, In another contest and would appreciate any help you can give me with it. If nothing else please stop by and rate the pic for me as rates are worth 3 comments. Thanks to any and all that can help me. Click on the photo here and it will take you to the contest...Please be sure to rate/fan the host of the contest too. She is a sweet friends of mine..
St Patty's Day Contest
OK folks, going to need your help with this. I am in a St. Patty's Day contest. So click on the link and comment away. Help me out to my first ever HH. I have helped others out, so why not help me.
St. Patricks Day...
I posted a MUMM the other day about my son being in a fight at school. If you are interested in the outcome here it is. I emailed the principal of the school and I think he agreed with me about not taking the safety position from my son and is going to reinstate him after a weeks suspension. It could have been worse of course because he could have been suspended from school and that would have been worse cause it would have gone on his permanent record and it would not have been good in the long run for him later. Well I wanted to thank everyone that is reading this blog and those of you that had also voted on my MUMM. Have a great day and hopefully talk to you soon... To all my friends that I don't get to send a message to this is for you... MYPROFILEKISSES.COM ...I hope you all have the best day and lucky times with whatever you do this week. Thank you all for reading this and being a friend, comment back if you feel the same.
St Patrick's Day!!
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Hello gang! Just wanted 2 take a moment 2 create my first blog~ Nothing earth-shattering, not the greatest blog you might ever read! But just a smile & thank you 4 all the adds, drinks, and being the best bunch of bar buds a guy and his spoted dog could ask 4! For that, i say cheers from the bottom of my heart, and the bottom of the bottle as well ~ So drink up, be merry, and Happy St. Patty's 2 all :) Silky ~
St. Patricks Day
St Patrick's Day music, St Patrick's Day drink, St Patrick's Day merriment, Grand birthday for me. All are Irish on St Patrick's Day Shamrock stickers stuck to cheeks Bluegrass mixed with Irish drinking songs Makes your heritage feel complete. People dressed as leprechauns Drinking green beer Living the life of the "Irish" While making some people sneer. But the Irish unite around the world Singing songs on St Patrick's Day Tapping toes and whirling jigs While the Fae folk hide and play. Finnegan grabs his mug of beer. Paddy works hard on the railroad. Lanigan dances. Biddy Mulligan cheers. And down in the valley, the bogs explode. St Patrick's Day culture. St Patrick's Day birth. St Patrick's Day poetry and song Filled with magical St Patrick's Day mirth. Customs and Traditions The person who was to become St. Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland, was born in Wales about AD 385. His given name was Maewyn, and he almost didn't get the job of b
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St Pattys Day Take Me Away Please
Ok some of you know my story well the dreaded anniversary is on St.Pattys would have been 14yrs of Marraige..torment I should say...anyways I am sooo dreading the day and around here it is a Big Deal St Pattys Day is omg soooooo should I just go out and get Fucked up or stay home....I dont know what 2 do I dont want 2 be here actualy...but anyways Venting like usual.....would love some input ty ty ty hugz Cindalicious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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St. Patrick's Day Auction
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St Patricks Day
St. Patty's Day Auction
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St. Pattys Auction!!!
HORN-E DEVIL!!!!!!!! Go show him lots of love....Hes the best owner ever!! horn-e devil...@ fubar BROUGHT TO YOU BY ♥ DJ SexySheila*OMEGA BOMBER*KO GIRL~*owned by Horn-e devil &nonstop*FU married 2 kittie ϖ@ fubar I'm going to be holding a St. patricks day auction. Its gonna last for 2 weeks. It doesnt cost anything to join all you need to do is write me a message. Auction will start Feb. 19th and end March 5th 8pm EST. Getting bidders to bid on you is all on you once i get everything set up and I give you the link to your bidding page. Once the auction is over, everything between you and your new owner is between you and your new owner, I am not responsible for anyone's action. Contact me with a picture and your offers if you're interested ASAP tyvm. DJ SexySheila ITS SCAVENGER HUNT TIME!!!!
St Patty's Day Auction
Hey all its me DJ Tazman and im in a St Patty's Day auction so please come bid on me .I am offering 1.Rate pix durring happy hour. 2.Add to top friends and or family. 3.Added to fu owner blog. 4.Added to fu owner pimpout on my page. 5.I will make you 3 morphs of ur choice. If you cant bid please just rate the pic id appreciate it . Thank you for all the rates and bids in advance !!!! Just click the pic below to go rate and bid
St Pattys Day Auction
OK this is my very first auction and i know someone wants to own me. So here is the link check it out and bid on me... please lovers you all
St Patty's Day Auction
St. Patricks Day Auction
Saint Patrick's Day March 1st - March 17thAuction Are you in need of some Fubucks.. Then you came to the right place Come and Bid On The St. Patty's Day Auction.. The auction is now open to all of fubar. It will end on March 17th at midnight Fu time. So come and bid on your favorites!!! Offer a 30 day crush and all the mush. A salute for them safe or naughty, make them feel like such a hottie. Give them blings, rates and go on fubar dates. Offer them daily or weekly, custom pics. Make them your number one fam and friend and you'll make bucks in the end. Click on the pics below to bid on your favorite HOTTIE....!!!!!
St. Patty's Day Auction
Im goin to host an auction for St. Patty's Day.. You ask why? Cuz in my mind its one of the biggest drinking holidays of the year, and why not celebrate it on fubar! There will be a 20k fuckbucks entry fee, and you get to set your own guidelines of your end of the deal. Such as, add me fam, their name in yours, random gifts, rate all pics, etc... The starting bid for everyone will start at 50K, i will be advertising the auction every chance i get, but the more you advertise, of course the higher bid your likely to get! Send me a private message if your intersted and include the link to the picture in which you wish to use! Thank you and hope to have a good auction!
St. Patty's Auction
The St. Patty's Day auction is now open...come bid on me and let me spoil you.... Click on the link to take you there. Depending on the bids...I may add more.
St Patty's Auction
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St Patty's Day Auction
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St. Paddys Day Auction
St Pattys Day Auction
Saint Patrick's Day March 1st - March 17thAuction Are you in need of some Fubucks.. Then you came to the right place Come and Bid On The St. Patty's Day Auction.. The auction is now open to all of fubar. It will end on March 17th at midnight Fu time. So come and bid on your favorites!!! Offer a 30 day crush and all the mush. A salute for them safe or naughty, make them feel like such a hottie. Give them blings, rates and go on fubar dates. Offer them daily or weekly, custom pics. Make them your number one fam and friend and you'll make bucks in the end.
St Paddy Day Auction...
Here ye Here ye... Gather 'round folks cus I've an Annoucement of Pu$$yCat Porportionz. We are at it once again.. Hosting an Auction thats bound to have you slipping down your own Rainbow and right in to a pot of GOLD... and we're calling this one: the Pu$$yCat Sexy St. Paddy Auction - - - AND WE ARE UP AND RUNNING SO COME GET YOUR BID ON So here's to all Family Members and Friends... Grab your sexy offers make haste ... See the Man behind the curtain Mr. Damien Darke himself to get you all set up because we are still accepting new auctionees until Monday Mar 9th... and just to keep this thing going along here are a few things to remember and consider: We are hosting this gala auction from March 7th to the 17th... so nows the time to get your best picture ready then you just drop a line to Damien Darke letting him know that you're ready to participate... the buy in will be a meager $40K in fubucks... tell all of your potential new
St Paddy's Auction
Here ye Here ye... Gather 'round folks cus I've an Annoucement of Pu$$yCat Porportionz. We are at it once again.. Hosting an Auction thats bound to have you slipping down your own Rainbow and right in to a pot of GOLD... and we're calling this one: the Pu$$yCat Sexy St. Paddy Auction - - - AND WE ARE UP AND RUNNING SO COME GET YOUR BID ON So here's to all Family Members and Friends... Grab your sexy offers make haste ... See the Man behind the curtain Mr. Damien Darke himself to get you all set up because we are still accepting new auctionees until Monday Mar 9th... and just to keep this thing going along here are a few things to remember and consider: We are hosting this gala auction from March 7th to the 17th... so nows the time to get your best picture ready then you just drop a line to Damien Darke letting him know that you're ready to participate... the buy in will be a meager $40K in fubucks... tell all of your potential new
St Paddy's Auction
St. Patty's Day Auction!
In my first auction! YAY! Please come by and rate and bid me! Or just rate please...helps increase chances of getting Auto 11's for the St. Patty's Day Auction! Please cut and paste link below! Much fu-love to all! Thank you
St. Patty's Day Auction - 1st
You really want me it's time to prove it!! (devilish grin..) In my 1st auction for St. Patty's day so come show me love. Click on the link below rate me / bid on me. Conversion list (if needed) 2nd picture in auction file. Heres what you get...(as if me wouldn't be enough): Valid for 30 Days!!!! *#1 Family *Owned by in my name *Random Comments / Gifts *100 11's a week *Keep you Shitfaced when needed (If cash prizes ex. bling, auto 11s, blast) *All of the above PLUS *SFW salute *Random big pimpin gifts *Random Photo Comments (If Happy Hour is offered): *All of the above PLUS *2 SFW Salutes *Yahoo IM *Random bling 1x week. All of this sound good to you then name your price..I might just give you a little something extra..hehe Come love on me!!!! Muah's and more. Col
St. Patties Day Auction
St Patricks Day Auction
ST. PATRICK'S DAY AUCTION Ending: Tuesday, March 17th Midnight EST (9pm Fubar Time) AUCTION INFORMATION: * Auction will be for fubucks AND/OR cash/bought gifts. * Auction open to anyone * No entry fee to participate * Auction will run for one week and end on St. Patrick's Day night * Person with the most Auction Picture Rates will win a bling pack * Top winners in the auction will be auctioned off again LIVE in DDR for fubucks only (number to be determined by total number of entries, minimum of top 5 entries) To enter, Contact Contest Hostess: dj nilla ~owner of ~DIRTYDEEDSRADIO.COM~ @ fubar
St Patricks Day Aution And Auto 11s Contest
I am in a St. Patricks Day auction and I need your help. Please rate this picture and help me win auto 11' can bid on me too. (copy and paste link below) Thanks a bunch for your help!! Hugs~N~Stuff xoxo
St Paddy's Bully For Pirate Queen
St. Patty's Day Joke...
A cop was patrolling late at night in a well-known spot.> He sees a couple in a car, with the interior light brightly glowing.> The cop carefully approaches the car to get a closer look.> Then he sees a young man behind the wheel, reading a computer magazine.> He immediately notices a young woman in  the rear seat, filing her fingernails.> Puzzled by this surprising situation, the cop walks to the car and gently raps on the driver's window.> The young man lowers his window. 'Uh, yes, Officer?'> The cop says: 'What are you doing?'> The young man says: 'Well, Officer, I'm reading a magazine..'> Pointing towards the young woman in the back seat the cop says: 'And her, what is she doing?'> The young man shrugs: 'Sir, I believe she's filing her fingernails.'> Now, the cop is totally confused. A young couple, alone, in a car, at night in a lover's lane ... and nothing  obscene is happening!> The cop asks: 'What's your age, young man?'> The young man says: 'I'm 22, sir.'> The co
St Patricks Days Auction
OWN ME FOR 30 DAYS See my auction poster below for my offer. Bidding ends Tuesday March 24th. Show a sweetheart some love.
St. Patty's Day Bling Auction
Do you need BLING? Well, here's your chance to win it! Carrie is holding an auction for just one day. Come place a bid on four blings! Click on the bling icon to make a bid. You could win: Shamrock Green Beer Green Beads Kiss Me, I'm Irish Sticker Auction will end at 7pm Futime on Tuesday, March 17th. Winner
St. Patty's Day
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St. Patrick's Day!
I decided to post my first blog just to say yeah, did that! at least once. I decided to paste a little history on why we observe the upcoming holiday. St. Patrick's Day is celebrated on March 17, the saint's religious feast day and the anniversary of his death in the fifth century. The Irish have observed this day as a religious holiday for over 1,000 years. On St. Patrick's Day, which falls during the Christian season of Lent, Irish families would traditionally attend church in the morning and celebrate in the afternoon. Lenten prohibitions against the consumption of meat were waived and people would dance, drink and feast--on the traditional meal of Irish bacon and cabbage. Facts about Irish Americans There are 36.9 million U.S. residents with Irish roots. This number is more than eight times the population of Ireland itself (4.5 million). Irish is the nation's second most frequently reported ancestry, ranking behind German. Across the country, 12 percent of residents lay claim
St Peter And 3 Dead Men
At Heathrow Airport in England, a 300-foot red carpet was stretched out to Air Force One and President Bush strode to a warm but dignified handshake from Queen Elizabeth II. They rode in a silver 1934 Bentley to the edge of central London where they boarded an open 17th century coach hitched to six magnificent white horses. As they rode toward Buckingham Palace, each looking to their side and waving to the thousands of cheering Britons lining the streets, all was going well. This was indeed a glorious display of pageantry and dignity. Suddenly the scene was shattered when the right rear horse let rip the most horrendous, earth-shattering, eye-smarting blast of flatulence, and the coach immediately filled with noxious fumes. Uncomfortable, but maintaining control, the two dignitaries did their best to ignore the whole incident, but then the Queen decided that was a ridiculous manner with which to handle a most embarrassing situation. She turned to Mr. Bush and
St. Peter's Spicy Christmas!
Three men die in a car accident Christmas Eve. They all find themselves at the pearly gates waiting to enter Heaven. On entering they must present something Christmas-y. The first man searches his pocket, and finds some mistletoe, so he is allowed in. The second man presents a Christmas card, so he is also allowed in. The third man pulls out a pair of panties. Confused at this last gesture, St. Peter asks, "How do these represent Christmas?" He answered, "They're Carol's."
St Peter Joke
The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson, died and went to heaven. At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur, "Since you've been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with anyone you want in Heaven." God recognized Arthur and commented, "Okay, so you were the one who invented the Harley Davidson motorcycle?" Arthur said, "Yep, that's me." God said, "Well, what's the big deal in inventing something that's pretty unstable, makes tons of noise and pollution and can't run without a road?" Arthur was apparently embarrassed, but finally he said, "Excuse me, but aren't You the inventor of woman?" God said, "Yes." "Well," said Arthur, "professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention: 1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusions; 2. It chatters constantly at high speeds; 3. Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much; 4. The intake is placed way too close to the
St3ph4ni3 Needs Help!
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1st Poem
Blue eyes, brown hair Smile so sweet, it isn't fair. Broad shoulders, slim hips How I wish, I could kiss those lips. Being with you feels so right Especially when you hold me tight Love for us is impossible it seems, Because I can have you only in my dreams.
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Strange Things Happen At 4:20
I am sad today. My wolf Stratus has passed away. He has been a big part of my life and will be sorely missed by not only me, but everyone who came into contact with him. I'll never forget you boy, goodbye and godspeed! =(
Straight Up
♥This blog will seem extremely bitchy, that being said, if you don't want to get bitched out, then stop reading it.♥ ♥This is mainly for those who DO know me, but continue to ask dumb questions and try to play me like i'm stupid. However, this is also to inform those of you who don't know me. This may not make the best first impression but so be it. I'm setting my record straight.♥ Yes. I AM married. Please don't remind me. Yes. I am bi-sexual. No...i will not hook up with your wife,gf, and so on. Yes. I do like sex. (who doesn't??). No...i will not fuck you. If i want to fuck you...i'll let you know straight up. I don't play high school games, i will let you know if i'm at all interested in either pursuing any kind of relationship or not. If i tell you that you are gorgeous, handsome sexy and so on, it DOES NOT mean i want your nutts. (Again if i want them...i'll tell you so, unless you first ask) Yes. I am taking a stabb at a divorce with my hu
Strange Thoughts & Funny Stuff
How old are you before it can be said you died of old age? I laughed hard at this one..!!!!! I'm still Grinning/Giggling at it...!! Browse through only the BEST videos at! If shampoo comes in so many colors.. why is the lather on your head still white..?!?!
The Strange & Unusual...
So...I have been living in the same apt. on and off for about 20 years now. When I was little, I saw my first spirit/ghost here...a little boy. After that the strange goings on kept happening...I would see more spirits, objects would be moved, electronics would go on by themselves, I've heard disembodied voices, and have been touched by unseen hands. This went on all through my childhood...once I came into my teen years, the activity pretty much died off...but now it's started back up again...Only my Mother and I live here now, my sister has moved to her own place...Lately, I have found curtains open that are always kept closed. I have been woken up by the faucet in the bathroom being on, get up to turn it off, then later its back on again. I keep both windows in my bedroom open...I'll wake up in the morning and find that just the one above my head is closed. I asked my Mom about it this morning and she insists that she is not the one closing my window or the curtains or leaving the fa
Straight Out Of The N.y Post Weird But True Section
A japanese baby has a grandma for a mom -or vice-versa - after a 50-something woman went the distance to help her 30-something dauhgter, who couldn't bear children. the older woman, a surrogate mohter, recently gave birth to the child using one of her daughter's eggs along with her son-in-law's sperm. as reported in the kyodo news agency.
Straight Up! 1 Entry And Thats It!
thought my tears ran dry but yet again i cry i wonder why all the shit i went through brought me to where im standin and where i got to i sit here with strength in my heart i wont fall apart because for once someone stayed true truer then i ever was to the blue like you dont even have a clue if you think you do you a fool the pain ive endured was cruel and unrelenting now im repenting representin all the fallen i hear em callin my name the game aint a game im like a shoutdown from the heavens Thats why im alive man im their lucky 7 Thanks you to the people who have stayed true to me ill be there for you always, thank you....
Im in a weird dark places surrounded by unknowen faces/ Most people seem Nice while others seem tasteless/ Who is in this place!! I don't know are they friend or foe/ which way do I go everyone is new no one will tell I feal like im in hell/ except theres a smeel ...oh i farted im in the drunk cell im dumb like thid i dunno
Straight Up
Strange Pennsylvania Laws
It is illegal to have over 16 women live in a house together because that constitutes a brothel. It it illegal to sleep on top of a refrigerator outdoors. Any motorist driving along a country road at night must stop every mile and send up a rocket signal, wait 10 minutes for the road to be cleared of livestock, and continue. A special cleaning ordinance bans housewives from hiding dirt and dust under a rug in a dwelling. You may not sing in the bathtub. Fireworks stores may not sell fireworks to Pennsylvania residents. A person is not eligible to become Governor if he/she has participated in a duel. Any motorist who sights a team of horses coming toward him must pull well off the road, cover his car with a blanket or canvas that blends with the countryside, and let the horses pass. Ministers are forbidden from performing marriages when either the bride or groom is drunk. No more than two packages of beer at a time may be purchased, unless you are buy
Strange News
2 hours, 7 minutes ago NEW YORK (Reuters) - On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me ... a frog dissection kit? Shoppers at upscale U.S. menswear and accessory store Jack Spade in Manhattan's trendy SoHo district were hopping mad to see frog dissection kits selling alongside $775 leather file cases and $145 Italian calfskin passport holders. The $40 kit came in a cloth bag complete with a vacuum-sealed formaldehyde-treated frog, scissors, magnifying glass, forceps, probing sticks, ruler, instruction booklet on how to explore the animal's innards, and a moist towelette. After a barrage of complaints from shoppers and animal activists, the store said Tuesday that it had cleared its shelves of the kits and would no longer offer them. "We're going to issue an apology," said company spokesman Mordechai Rubinstein. "The intent was to celebrate science and biology, present something educational for children and adults," he said. "Jack Spade doesn't supp
The Stranger
She couldn’t believe what she was doing. She was standing in her living room, with some man she’d never met before. She was naked, with nothing to cover her body. Standing there, staring at his hard cock before her eyes. GOD, it made her pussy itch with a need of attention. She walked closer to him. Ran her hand down his chest. And stopped short of his huge erect cock. It was so big, bigger then anything she’d ever seen before. Bigger then anything that she’s ever fucked. I had to be nearly 10 inches long. “Touch it, you know you want to” She looked up at the stranger standing before her. God, she didn’t even know his name. He’d simply come to her door at the wrong time. But she did as she was told. She reached down, and took as much of his hard cock in her hand. Mmmmmmmm, was all this man could say. She stared stroking it faster, getting a better grip on it; she held it a little tighter. Soon, he was rocking his hips with the motion of her hand. Her mouth started to nearly water. She
Strange Facts
The fearsome Hun warriors used to bind their baby boys' heads to make them deformed and frightening as adults. Bibles are sold or distributed throughtout the world at a rate of 47 per minute. Until the 1920's, it was common for babies in Finland to be delivered in saunas.
Stranglehold Of The Soul
I love my Dark place The one that scares The shit out of you Where I fight With ghosts I love feeling Like I am not even Breathing While I watch you Struggle and gasp It is not real honey It is just when I don’t feel Leave me this place You can have The rest I love you I do With all of My heart Except for the Black piece That is my own Part
Strange British Traditions
yeah this is how us Brits relax after roast beef on a's our version of country and western "line dancing"..... ;)
This has to be the strangest myspace wanna be site lol Im so lost, I need a map!
You Are 62% Strange! Based on your score, it seems you do have a healthy dose of strangeness. You aren't THAT far out, but you are somewhat bizarre. Congratulations on being different and having some quirks. It makes you an interesting person!How Strange Are You?Quizzes for MySpace
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Strange Freaky State Laws
A local ordinance in Atwoodville, Connecticut prohibits people from playing Scrabble while waiting for a politician to speak. A Virginia law requires all bathtubs to be kept out in the yards, not inside the houses. It is illegal to ride a streetcar on Sunday if have been eating garlic in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. In Cleveland, Ohio, it's illegal to catch mice without a hunting license. It is illegal to hunt camels in the state of Arizona. In the country of Turkey, in the 16th and 17th centuries, anyone caught drinking coffee was put to death. Before the enactment of the 1978 law that made it mandatory for dog owners in New York City to clean up after their pets, approximately 40 million pounds of dog excrement were deposited on the streets every year. In Harrisburg, Pennsylvania it is illegal to have sex with a truck driver inside a tollbooth. Louisiana law prohibits couples who are shopping for a new bed from putting it to the "ultimate test"-- in other words,
Stranger Then Fiction
Ok i tryed to post this as a mum but to many people became assholes andI will never post again. Just who was this man?Alexandre Dumas told the story of it being King Louis XIV,Twin brother and of course there is the movie staring Leonardo DiCaprio,So I did some reasearch on the man in the iron mask I had read It in highschool and my teacher had a disscussion.It was brought up that he could of been a marshall of france?Ok so i ran a search thanks to wikiapedia i read great artical.And it mentions that it was not an iron mask at all but possabley a black velvet cloth.ok so heres the link so who do you think the man in the iron mask was. Section 1: How You Approach Life and How You Appear To Others You are a natural diplomat, reasonable, tolerant, fair, always willing to listen to varying viewpoints, and ready to see the other side of an issue. Even if you strongly disagree with someone, you will try to find points of si
Strange Facts...
Believe it or not, you can read it. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Well here are a few prime examples of the Label Copy-writer's art. The label on the chain-saw warning that: You should not try to stop the blade with your hand. The label from the company manufacturing wing mirrors for cars and bikes warning; Remember, objects seen in the mirror are behind you. The label on the camera stating; To take photographs this camera must have a film in it. The labelling on Sainsbury's Peanuts stating; Contains nuts And on the
Strange Things People Put On Job Applications
Strange Things People Put on Their Job Applications These are from actual resumes: "Personal: I'm married with 9 children. I don't require prescription drugs. "I am extremely loyal to my present firm, so please don't let them know of my immediate availability." "Qualifications: I am a man filled with passion and integrity, and I can act on short notice. I'm a class act and do not come cheap." "I intentionally omitted my salary history. I've made money and lost money. I've been rich and I've been poor. I prefer being rich." "Note: Please don't misconstrue my 14 jobs as 'job-hopping'. I have never quit a job." "Number of dependents: 40." "Marital Status: Often. Children: Various." RESUME BLOOPERS "Here are my qualifications for you to overlook." REASONS FOR LEAVING THE LAST JOB: "Responsibility makes me nervous." "They insisted that all employees get to work by 8:45 every morning. Couldn't work under those conditions." REASONS FOR LEAVING MY LAST
Strange Things About H.i.m.whore
Yes it is true. I still think that there are monsters under my bed that are going to get me. I'm also deathly afraid of the dark. If I go outside at night I start freaking out and shaking and can't breathe right. Even if i'm in my house in the dark. I have to have nightlights everywhere in my house. Ghosts scare the shit out of me. If I watch something about REAL ghosts I have violent nightmares. Now horror movies I love because they are fake. I can't go up into the attic of my new house without crying. I can't go into the basement of my house without having an anxiety attack. There you go. When i think of more i'll be sure to post it for yas! ROCK ON BITCHES!!! JAX
Strawberry Gashes
I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by And still I try No rest for crosstops in my mind On my own... here we go My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room On my own... here we go My mind is set on overdrive The clock is laughing in my face A crooked spine My sense dulled Passed the point of delerium On my own... here we go so you dont want to hear about my good song? and you dont want to hear about how i am getting on with all the things that i can get done the sun is in the sky & i am by my lonesome so you don't want to hear about my good day? you have better things to do than to hear me say god its been a lovely day! everything is going my way i took out the trash today and i'm on fire... so you don't want to hear about my good friends? you dont have the guts to take the truth or consequence success is in the e
Stranger Things Can Happen
Stranger Things Could Happen The night has finally come, after waiting for what seemmed like a life time of penence, My dreams were about to be realized. Dreams might be too weak a word, lets go with fantasies. Wishing for someone who could do for me my darkest desires , was like wishing for the earth to tilt another direction. At least that is what it seemed like to me, years of giving but never receiving. Giving others fantasies that they will never forget, but when would it be my turn? Or was I strange, was I one that's desires were too complicated and too taboo? Guys, well, they were scared of me. Subsequently, I had decided that I would never find the one who would venture to control me, in any way. Lifes mysteries were weighing down on me, never finding what I need or receiving my share of fulfillment. I had made a pact with myself, starting tonight I would act demure and sweet. Several times in my life I had tried that same thing, it never worked, only brought me aggravation
Strange Questions!!!!!!
OK now DO remember i didnt write this people im just posting it becuase it was a good read and also becuase today WAS the day lol... Enjoy. Borrowed from also A really good read.   The Rapture is a fairy tail This is a warning and a call that the secret rapture is a fairy tail and has deluded millions of Christians into a false notion of escapism. First of all you have to understand that the WORD was given to Hebrew people, not a Jew or a Christian. So in the world today there are three thoughts / mindsets: the Hebraic Thought, the Judaic Thought and the Christian Thought. In western thought, the 'heart' is the seat of the emotions, and especially that of love. It is important to realize that in the Hebraic thought, the heart is the seat of the MIND, INTELLECT and WILL. So western thinking is often misunderstand, so for example scriptural love is not an EMOTION, but an action of obedience. So w
The Stranger
You gotta love this guy... This is a true story about a recent wedding that took place at Clemson University. It was in the local newspaper and even Jay Leno mentioned it. It was a large wedding with about 300 guests... At the reception after the wedding, the groom got up on stage with a microphone to talk to the crowd. He said he wanted to thank everyone for coming, many from long distances, to support them at their wedding. He especially wanted to thank the bride's and his family and to thank his new father-in-law for providing such a lavish reception. As a token of his deep appreciation he said he wanted to give everyone a special gift just from him. So taped to the bottom of everyone's chair, including the wedding party, was an envelope. He said this was his gift to everyone, and asked them to open their envelope. Inside each manila envelope was an 8x10 glossy of his Bride having sex with the best man. The groom had gotten suspicious of them we
Stranger In Me
I glance into the mirror What do I see? I see two faces One of them is me The other isn't a stranger A person I know Who lives in my mind With an essence that glows He is the hate that I hide The fear you can't see The malice I hold down The darkness within me A tempter of fate A seducer of chaos A pain so rare Corruption at it's best he speaks in a voice That none but I hear he begs me to release him Release all my fear A demon who lies A man trapped A part of my being But responsibly kept. Music Video Codes By Music
Strange Moods
If I were able to turn myself inside out, spilling out the things that make me who I am, what would I find? How much of it would I keep? How much of it could I afford to loose before I am altered completely? Would I understand which parts were my true essence or foolishly discard them, proving not even I know the true me? As I was doing this, could I trust myself, no matter how painfull, to make the right changes? Can I honestly say I wouldnt sugar coat it or mask the problems, completely ignoring whats good for me because its not the easy route? Would I polish myself into the form I was meant to be or try to conform to what I think people expect to see? Why do I ask so many questions? Is it lunch time yet? I understand that this is mental masterbation but that is healthy, right? And in that case, does that mean that if I shake my head more than twice, I'm playing with it? If in mental masterbation, we reach a climax, a brain ejaculation, would that be what we call an ep
Strait Bashing
Straight Up Bullshit
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Strange Facts You May Not Know About Bunnies
bunnies aren't rodents. they're lagomorphs. bunnies are crepuscular: not diurnal nor nocturnal, they are most active around dusk or dawn bunnies have three sets of eyelids bunnies cannot vomit
Strange Facts
1. To remove a bandage painlessly, saturate the bandage with vodka. The solvent dissolves adhesive. 2. To clean the caulking around bathtubs and showers, fill trigger-spray bottle with vodka, spray the caulking, let set five minutes and wash clean. The alcohol in the vodka kills mold and mildew. 3. To clean your eyeglasses, simply wipe the lenses with a soft, clean cloth dampened with vodka. The alcohol in the vodka cleans the glass and kills germs. 4. Prolong the life of razors by filling a cup with vodka and letting your safety razor blade soak in the alcohol after shaving. The vodka disinfects the blade and prevents rusting. 5. Spray vodka on vomit stains, scrub with a brush, and then blot dry. 6. Using a cotton ball, apply vodka to your face as an astringent to cleanse the skin and tighten pores. 7. Add a jigger of vodka to a 12-ounce bottle of shampoo. The alcohol cleanses the scalp, removes toxins from hair, and stimulates the growth of healthy hair.
* 12 Strand Dna * * Dna Activation * Evolution * *multiplicity Views *
********************************************************************************************* 12 Strand DNA ********************************************************************************************* The term '12 Strand DNA' is a pseudoscience term used by healers and energy workers to denote that a soul is evolving into higher requency by activating its DNA code beyond its twin strand spiraling DNA helix. ********************************************************************************************* 12 Around 1 ********************************************************************************************* Spiraling movement of consciousness in different frequencies 12=1+2=3=-manifestation in third dimension, the physical realms 12 spiraling cones around 1 source = 13 = 4=4th dimension = time Sacred Geometry = SG = StarGate = Wheel of Karma = Alchemy Wheel - Clock -Time Electromagnetic energy grid programs of experience - polarity - duality - emotions Alchemy Wheel of C
Strange Facts
White eggs come from chickens with white feathers and earlobes; chickens with red feathers and earlobes produce brown eggs. Pepper was once worth its weight in gold when spices were scarce. The Monopoly board game was outlawed in the Solviet Union until 1987.
Strange Facts
Saturday mail delivery in Canada was eliminated by Canada Post on February 1, 1969! In Tokyo, a bicycle is faster than a car for most trips of less than 50 minutes! There are 18 different animal shapes in the Animal Crackers cookie zoo! Should there be a crash, Prince Charles and Prince William never travel on the same airplane as a precaution! Your body is creating and killing 15 million red blood cells per second! The king of hearts is the only king without a moustache on a standard playing card! There are no clocks in Las Vegas gambling casinos! There is one slot machine in Las Vegas for every eight inhabitants! Every day 20 banks are robbed. The average take is $2,500! The most popular first name in the world is Muhammad! Tablecloths were originally meant to be served as towels with which dinner guests could wipe their hands and faces after eating! Tourists visiting Iceland should know that tipping at a restaurant is considered an insult! One
Strange Poem
What if I was to tell you that you’re on my mind What if I told you what it is I long to find What if I grabbed you and held you in tight embrace What would you feel . Would your heart race What if I gave you alone all my love and lust What would you feel, would your desire turn to dust What if we together were a perfectly matched team What if together we were each other wet dream What if no one else could ever hope to compare What if we wanted to make love where ever we please What would you feel , excited or ill at ease What if I dream of you and love you all the night through What does this mean , do I belong heart , mind, and body to you What if I seek you now all through the day and long to see What if you felt like this when you think of me What does it mean to fall when all we know is our hearts desire What if our passion consumes us in our hottest fire What does morality have to do with feeling you stir What if I think of you till all else disappears in a blu
Strange Visitations
Congratulations! You scored an Eridani 82% on the Cosmic Richter/Scoville Scale of Extraterrestrial Intelligences. * You are a GREY OVERLORD: - You are approximately human sized - You have opposable thumbs - You have frontal stereoscopic vision - You can see into the infrared and ultraviolet ranges - You are hung like a terrestrial equine quadruped - Your favored weapon is the HIGGS-BOSON DEATH RAY - Your favored intoxicant is 20 YEAR OLD SINGLE MALT SCOTCH - Your favored interstellar craft is the DENEBIAN LIGHT SHIP - Your favored indigenous companion is the POLE DANCING SINGLE MOM WITH POOR JUDGEMENT - Your favored earth technology is the FIRST GEN iPOD, because it reminds you of your hatchling creche servobot - Your favored alien implant is the XQJ-37 RECIPROCATING ANAL ROTO-PLOOKER, because only really bad girls get off on it - Your system of origin is ZETA RETICULI - Your favored hang-outs are AREA 51 and HILBERT SPACE - Your nemeses include: SCIENTOLOG
Strange News I Found Interesting
Teen: Toilet Water Cleaner Than Fountain Posted: Jun. 11 4:43 p.m. NORTH BEND, Ore. — Middle School student Kyleray Katherman had a hunch something was amiss with the school's drinking fountain water. And right he was. For an English assignment, he tested the bacteria content at four water fountains and one toilet to challenge a ban on students from bringing bottled water to class. It seems some were using it to sneak in alcohol. Guess which was cleaner? It wasn't the water fountains. He then asked students where they would prefer to get their water. That wasn't the fountains, either. Classmates, teachers, administrators and board members said they had no idea. Katherman attends the Oregon Coast Technology School that operates at North Bend Middle School with a focus on infusing technology into all areas of study. Katherman, 13, used Q-tips and petri dishes, swabbing the spigots of four fountains and sampling one toilet, dunking the cotton in the bowl's center
Strawberries And Cream Anyone?
You’re lying on the bed naked as I enter the room; I have a bowl of strawberries in one hand and a can of whipped cream in the other. You look at me with a wicked grin and I tell you that we are going to play “ How many strawberries does it take.” You lay back spreading your legs slightly and then closing them, teasing me with a quick look at your pussy. I put the can of whipped cream down and the bowl of strawberries along side of it. Reaching into the bowl I take one of the strawberries and place it halfway into my mouth. Moving down to your sweet lips I brush the end of the strawberry against your lips. You lick your lips and open your mouth, feeling my right hand gently caressing down your body. I press my lips to yours and let the strawberry enter your mouth. You bite into the strawberry the sweet juices exploding into your mouth, your teeth open and you feel my tongue enter your mouth. I gently flick the end of my tongue to yours tasting the strawberry. We roll over so you are on
Strangers Once
A stranger you were once. Then, with a gentle look you took my hand. As our lives engaged, you lit my life and I held both your hands. Now that decades have passed, ours souls have indeed become one. How fortunate we are that we have found the love so true that everyone dreams about.
Straightening The Uao Friends And Family Lists
Strawberry Tequila Overdose
My angel My demon My best addiction She lubes me And doobs me To reduce friction I am her shoulder To lean on My waist She wrestles When it gets To heavy In peace we nestle I may pull Her hair But never scold her The best part Of each fix Is when I hold her I tap it And slap it At her request She is open And listens And treats me best Her heart is My new drug I must confess But I am still Addicted To all the rest by my friend: RevJoe69@ CherryTAP
Strafing Hard-to-get-at Dbs
Stranger Then Me
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Strangest Dream
32 Strange Things You Likely Didn't Know
1. A rat can last longer without water than a camel. 2. Your stomach has to produce a new layer of mucus every two weeks or it will digest itself. 3. The dot over the letter "i" is called a tittle. 4. A raisin dropped in a glass of fresh champagne will bounce up and down continuously from the bottom of the glass to the top. 5. A female ferret will die if it goes into heat and cannot find a mate. 6. A duck's quack doesn't echo. No one knows why. 7. A 2 X 4 is really 1-1/2" by 3-1/2". 8. During the chariot scene in "Ben Hur," a small red car can be seen in the distance (and Heston's wearing a watch). 9. On average, 12 newborns will be given to the wrong parents daily! (That explains a few mysteries... .) 10. Donald Duck comics were banned from Finland because he doesn't wear pants. 11. Because metal was scarce, the Oscars given out during World War II were made of wood. 12. The number of possible ways of playing the first four moves per side in
Stranger On The Shore
(wings of a dove the next title is wat,ermm stranger on the shore,stranger on the shore) woha am stranger on the shore, and you dont love me no more, am stranger on the shore and you then dont love me love me no more now that you have finaly reached your destination, none of that fancy talk sweat explanation now i no i need your company yes she does feel it not here with me ,not there no more am stranger on the shore knocking at your door you dont want me no more oh the no love no more now that you have finaly reached your destination destanation none of that fancy talk sweat explanation when a first met you oh yeah now i know i miss your company yes she does i see you not here with me! whoa no more am a stranger on the shore no you dont love me no more....
Straight As They Cum
The internet is wow! wide open you have a million options and all the people. As my friends call me the internet junkie. I have met Many men yes some of them have been in person and some not eigther way ones heart can still be broken. Are we really strangers, I think so because although you have someone telling you who they are or what they do, its not always true. I could tell a man that I was a Model and I made X amount of money. Or vise versa, and believe me i have been there enough to know the person is probably full of shit. Why lie you will probably never meet each other and the internet is probably the closest you will ever get to seeing who that someone is or who they what you to think they are.. SO think about it you maybe friends but in the end it comes down to what your mother always told you, Never talk to strangers your bound to get hurt.
Strange People
Ok please read from bottom up!!! this man was strange strange strange! Zin57: lol...i like you ->Zin57: i am not into anal never said i was!! do you like anal? being the reciever? Zin57: tell me how deep are you into anal? ->Zin57: why what? Zin57: why... ->Zin57: i do not know..i'm not doing anything just sitting here Zin57: whu do u arouse me so much? ->Zin57: what? Zin57: question ->Zin57: nope just here Zin57: msn? ->Zin57: i dont have yahoo Zin57: what is ur yahoo? ->Zin57: why? Zin57: i have so many question to ->Zin57: still thats just not right Zin57: i never saw on as sexy as you look to me ->Zin57: and why would you do that? i am curious as to why u would ask someone you have never spoken to before that question Zin57: yes ->Zin57: did u ask if i was into anal? Zin57: your charm took my breath out ->Zin57: excuse me? Zin57: are u into anal?
Strange Facts
1. A woman is more likely to want to commit adultery during ovulation than at any other time in her cycle. 2. Telling a convincing lie to someone is much more difficult when you find them sexually attractive. 3. Minute quantities of over 30 elements have been identified in human semen. These include nitrogen, fructose, lactic acid, ascorbic acid, inositol, cholesterol, glutathione, creatine, pyruvic acid, citric acid, sorbitol, urea, uric acid and Vitamin B12, along with various salts and enzymes. 4. Chocolate contains phenylethylamine, the same feel-good chemical responsible for the ecstatic high people experience through sexual attraction and love. 5. Women who have given birth have darker labia minora than women who haven't. 6. The majority of women experience a peak in libido just before their period. 7. -321°F is the temperature at which sperm banks store donor semen. At this temperature, semen can be stored indefinitely. 8. The point at which the aver
I look in the mirror, and what do I see 2 crying eyes, it's no longer me The mirror reflects saddness, the image unclear Yet so are her thoughts, with confusion and fear She watches the tears stream, her eyes turning red Since shes only existing, shed rather be dead This face in the mirror is a stranger to me Her head losing hope, my heart far from free
Straitjacket Feeling
Andrew. What more can I say? He is the best guy out there in the world, he is the first person, first male in my life that I can actually say cares for me, the way I need them to. He’s so close to a father figure, something I haven’t known in 12 years. And it brings me to tears every time. He is someone I can call day or night, someone who will just sit there on the phone and let me cry and not ask questions, but just make it better. He’s the kind of guy who will, show up unannounced and say lets go for a drive. He is my guardian. He protects me in the time of need and he makes the tears stop for the time of joy. Ex-marine, so believe me when I say, you can’t make him do anything he doesn’t want to do. I’m his angel and he’ll protect me from end on. Andrew, you don’t know how much you mean to me, you don’t know how hard it is for me to trust you, for me to let you in, when all I’ve known from male father figures is heartache and pain. Please don’t hurt me like the others, please just
Straight From Violent J
words from Violent J himself Message From Violent J written by Violent J, this shit is soo true we need to love this family more. -JUGGALOZ- Sorry to be all deep and serious but i got lots of shit on my mind. I'm tired of everything and everybody. The only thing i give a shit about in this hell we call a world is my Juggalo Family. The Carnival saved my life and my soul. My Juggalo Pride is the best thing that ever happened to me. It's starting to scare me for the fact when I sit back and actually observe the juggalo world, It seems like its going down hill. It seems to me that a lot of ninjas are out for self and trying to prove whos a bigger juggalo that who. There is no big or small juggalo. We are all the same. It doesn't take $4,000 is psychopathic merchandise to be a juggalo. Just because I got an old school mostastless jersey doesn't make me any better than a ninja with only one t-shirt. Being a juggalo is whats in your heart not whats on you clothes. I've seen juggalos callin e
i fanned and rated 50 people and not one did the same back, much luv....fuk fu next time im a fool, you wont see me again
Strangers In The Park
I always liked sitting out in the park. A warm breeze blowing sitting under a tree just watching people. Its fun to try and guess what they do for a living. lol. Sometimes you see some one who is really attractive and you stare. Not trying to be rude but when you see someone that’s hot you just try to will that person to notice you. That’s when I saw you for the first time. You were just walking through the park. My God you are beautiful! I got excited watching you walk by. You had to have noticed me looking (or rather staring) at you. You glanced my way and I shyly looked aside. I realized that I had a hard on as well. Oh my, did you notice that as well? After you were out of view I relaxed a little but coudnt get the site of you out of my mind. I swore to myself that if I saw you again I would say hi. The next day I picked the same spot and the same time of day to people watch in the hopes that I would see you. I wasn’t disappointed. You were coming around the co
Cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! If you can raed tihs tell others !!
Straight Shooting
9-11-01 "Where were you when the world stopped turning, on that September day?" - Alan Jackson I remember, clear as a bell.......... I was working. Falcon Drilling, rig 4, we were drilling to run our 7 inch casing. Thought the truck drivers were full of shit, or it was just a random accident. Then we turned on the radio in my Explorer............ As a proud american, I was shocked, outraged, and really fuckin pissed. And admittedly scared. Not for me, I can handle myself. I was scared for my children. So shocked that something like this could happen in their lifetime. As an american, no, as a member of the human race, I grieved for the loss of everyone. Not just life, but those who would be forced to live on through this. Fathers, mothers, husbands, wives, sons, daughters, aunts, uncles, grand parents, grandchildren, who would have to live with this atrocity commited on those who were totally defensless. Shows what kind of cowards they are, doesn't it? Typical bullies picking o
The Strange World Of Me
I chose a path at age 18 that more than a few have gone. I left home and friends behind for four years to find myself and be a part of a bigger picture. I was a soldier. I served overseas and spent many days and nights in the cold mud. I was sent in harm's way and sweated in the stifling heat for four months. I never saw direct combat or lost a close friend to enemy fire but I still served. And I ...served proud. I made new brothers and sisters during my enlistment those whom I still hold in high regard and am proud to say I walked in the ranks with. We were soldiers and they are my family still to this day. My time in service pales in comparison to the ones who serve today. My sacrifices are small compared to what is endured now. I salute the soldiers that are serving now, keeping my freedom and my boys' future way of living safe. I hope one day my children can say "there was my dad. He was a soldier. He served proud." Ok some thought on NSFW pics and folders....I have a
Strange Observations
So I find out last minute that I don't have work today. Fine. I go through a list in my head of things that I can get finished today because I always have tons of those. After eliminating the ones that that require the most effort, usually the ones that need to be done the most, I narrow it down to either a) doing my laundry or b) doing my laundry. After some deliberation I go with b) doing my laundry. Now, I am a shrewd little bastard and I devised a system for getting laundry done for free. During the course of the week I collect all my spare change and when I have to do laundry I cash it in, bring my clothes to the laundromat and have them do it for me. I say it's free because change doesn't really exist for me once I complete a purchase. If something costs me, let's say, $10.23 in my mind it costs me $11. I give the cashier a ten and a single and the rest disappears into my pocket. It slowly builds up into a huge, annoying heap until one day when I'm getting ready for work I re
Strategies For Building Self-esteem
Strategies For Building Self-Esteem! Crises of self-esteem are a part of the human experience. When you feel troubled by low self-esteem, review the suggestions below and choose those that are relevant to your situation and work on them. Be patient with yourself: change takes time and steadfast work. 1. Free yourself from "shoulds". Live your life on the basis of what is possible for you and what feels right to you instead of what you or others think you "should" do. "Shoulds" distract us from identifying and fulfilling our own needs, abilities, interests and personal goals. Find out what you want and what you are good at, value those, and take actions designed to fulfill your potential. 2. Respect your own needs. Recognize and take care of your own needs and wants first. Identify what really fulfills you — not just immediate gratifications. Respecting your deeper needs will increase your sense of worth and well-being. 3. Set achievable goals. Establish goals on the basis
Well, after being an avid myspacer, it's time to try this. I wonder how this whole thing works. If my site is kinda lame, I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm working on it tho.
Straight Edge
Straight Edge: Not Just Another TrendFor a clean lifestyle movement born in the "Just Say No" era of the 1980s, Straight Edge has received little attention since its origination. Commercial exposure for Straight Edge bands, however, has recently brought the movement a little closer to mainstream attention. This, combined with differentiating beliefs from among the ranks within the Straight Edge movement, has some of its members fearing that their life's philosophy might be lost to a trend. The message of substance-free living may be overshadowed by the fashion and music styles spawned from the movement, therefore cheapening the basic ideals of Straight Edge. The general premise behind Straight Edge is "to abstain from self-destructive behaviour." What exactly constitutes "self-destructive behaviour" is constantly debated.Being true to one's beliefs is at the heart of what divides Straight Edgers from other people and also what divides them amongst themselves. While the original Straigh
Stranger In The Bar
This is an intro to my erotic stories. I will continue to post them so please check back for new stories daily. please check them out and leave me some comments.....they contain NSFW content... I HOPE YOU ENJOY THEM!!!!!!! Thanks Shel P.S If you have a certain theme (bdsm,girl/girl,watching, etc.) I have plenty of stories that covers almost all themes you can imagine. So you entered the club. You sit down at the bar. As I watch you, turning you're head around and checking out the scene. As you look my way I raise my glass to you and smile as I take a sip of my wine. I see you acknowledge with a look and a smile towards me. I walk up to you and take your forearm and steer you over to a quiet table where I convince you to sit with me We discuss generalities, and I begin to steer the conversation towards what I would like to do with you, as you place your hand on top of mine and caress it softly. Meanwhile I slide closer to you, touching my thigh to yours.
The Stranger
So you entered the club. You sit down at the bar. As I watch you, turning you're head around and checking out the scene. As you look my way I raise my glass to you and smile as I take a sip of my wine. I see you acknowledge with a look and a smile towards me. I walk up to you and take your forearm and steer you over to a quiet table where I convince you to sit with me We discuss generalities, and I begin to steer the conversation towards what I would like to do with you, as you place your hand on top of mine and caress it softly. Meanwhile I slide closer to you, touching my thigh to yours... I reach under the table and softly stroke the inside of your thighs, sliding my hand down to the knee and then up with my nails. You sigh and lean back as you open your legs a bit wider and I begin to trace the outline of your cock, squeezing it gently and rubbing it. I can feel it throbbing as it gets harder. I unzip your pants and slide my hand inside as I release your cock to my hand
Strange Things....
Whoever follows my news through my blogs and mumms knows I have these super loud downstairs neighbors who love to blast their music out loud and ignored my knocking. Till I complained to the manager that is,even though they still get pretty loud occasionally.But let's cut to the point: another neighbor of mine who's only 15 was running around the house and making a mess...I was getting back at him for something pretty bad he'd done and all of a sudden SURRPPPRRRIIISSSEEEEE I get a knock knock on the door. It was a tall, cute , dark guy and I wouldn't have even opened the door since I do get scared when I don't know the person,except , the little crazy visitor's father and sister were over too,so I got some courage and cried :" YYYEEESSS" ,and he went " are your parents home?" ,so I finally opened the door and told him that there are no parents I live in my apt alone and those were my neighbors he he he. BUT HERE COMES THE FUN PART ,TADAAAAAAAAAA he starts talking about how he's
"I believe the saddest thing in life, is caring so much for someone and then one day you look into their eyes and listen to them talk and realize that they are gone. All you see in front of you is a stranger with just a known name."
" Strangers Just Ripping And Not Asking "
'inocent_babygur...' just ripped your 'photo' from 'PsychoBitch Dizzy's FU Wife VIP assistant to Death of special forces'! inocent_ba...: no need i didnt ask for ur thnks ->inocent_ba...: i can make you one if you like ->inocent_ba...: ty ->inocent_ba...: ty inocent_ba...: ok iw will but u should be proud ppl like ur work ->inocent_ba...: out of respect to all here you need to ask the person not take it upon your self to rip ->inocent_ba...: and you need to delete it before i fix you inocent_ba...: then in your option block the rips ->inocent_ba...: excuse me i made it you have no right to it ITS CALLED " RESPECT " BEFORE TAKING WHAT IS NOT YOURS !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Strange Collection
Last week in Hollister (California) is gone - The Greatest Museum of Strange Things come back to Riverside, CA. 10901 Arlington Ave. Riverside, California USA - The Greatest Museum of Strange Things was opened by last spring. Come and see the strangest things you'll even see. WonderCammer - look at things you never saw before ! The project is going along with Troll's Garden company - the global leader in the production of rings, fossil reproductions, Human Skulls, Walking Sticks, Knives, bone art, hand Carved Dragons, pipes, etc... .
Strange But True
In 1988, or 89 I decided to kill some time by opening a leather crafting kit that had been purchased at a garage sale. The kit was missing pieces, but there was enough there to make a wallet. For about a month I worked the leather, tracing patterns, using punches, slowly putting together what turned into a one of a kind, very nice wallet. I planned to give it to my son one day if I had one. In 1990 I got mugged. My wallet was taken and I got a bloody nose for my trouble. I've often wondered what happened to that wallet. In June of 2001 I was working in the fast-paced glamorous world of fast food. About fifty miles from where I was mugged. One day a customer came into the store, when he payed for his meal, I noticed his wallet. I asked to see it, and I asked him where he got it. He bought it in a thrift store about ten years ago. It was a little worn, but in excellent condition. I explained that I had made that wallet, that It had been stolen from me, and then I offere
I'm straight 100%, I'm tired of guys e-mailing me. I don't mind if guys want to talk about bikes, cars, or other things. I don't even care if you are gay just don't hit on me or try to get with me. Girls are welcome to message me any time they want and about any thing they want. Thanks, Hotrod7
Strange But Untrue...
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often or if you are a random reader) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your diary and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you..
Strange State Driving Laws
Alabama Apparently ‘Bama is an acronym for Blunt All Motorist Adventures, for officials there have inexplicably made it illegal to drive while blindfolded. Alaska Contrary to public opinion roof racks are not specifically designed for skis, snowboards and cocker spaniels. Or at least not in Alaska, where authorities have found it necessary to declare it illegal to tether a dog to the roof of a car. Arkansas Think twice while in Arkansas if you harbor an unflagging passion for cold cut sandwiches and honking your car horn. Arkansas authorities have deemed it illegal to blare a car horn where ice cold beverages or sandwiches are served after 9 p.m. California No matter how luxuriously comfortable that divided highway may look, it is illegal in Eureka, California, to use a road as a bed. In order to save money on having to crop dust their streets, officials in Chico, California, have made it illegal to plant rutabagas in roadways. Officials in Glendale, C
Stray Pussy
Strange Habits
Greetings. Perhaps you have read through My lengthy detailed information in the profile here... Maybe you stumbled through My blogs or My added postings to My blogs... I get this sense that you are not amongst those who frequent these online "friends maker" sites... Why would a friend maker need a site to make friends... to earn points, fubuckos, and disturb the peace of others who adventure into friend maker sites to... good gosh... Make FRIENDS!!! Oh yes, you post comments but not on My blogs nor My photographs... "Why?" because I don't permit you... that's My way of avoiding your BS. (((NOTE: the term BS does not refer to Bachelor of Science Degree))) I do permit comments on My profile. This is where you get yourself into a perdicament with this Master... "Why?" because I recognize a points grabber or a fool who wants Me to be a man they think I aught to be but My profile, blogs, and all My messages say the same thing about Me... I am Master JerryVG2 not anything a
Straight From The Whisperer
"It's official: Sources confirm to me exclusively that Steve McPherson has signed off on Lost's extraspecial 14th hour this season, which means Lost is getting a three-hour finale! The first hour airs May 15, the second and third hours will air May 29, beginning at 9 p.m. (ABC will still air the finales of Ugly Betty and Grey's Anatomy on May 22, as expected.) Word is there are so many big reveals the producers wanted to deliver this season that they felt anything less than a full three-hour finale would have cheated the fans. In fact, I'm hearing that the writers' draft for the second half of the finale was 80 pages long, which led all parties involved to realize these stories had to be told now. Anything else would have felt like a rip-off for the fans" Greetings and Happy Holidays everyone! After over a year, I finally posted my first salute photo for your viewing pleasure...or maybe a good laugh. Now you can rest easy knowing that The Booty Whisperer is not a myth unl
standing before you, naked, but unaware, body trembling with every breath, I await your approach. embracing you in ecstasy, our energies ascend in a feverish rapture as the moon illuminates our silhouettes through lace curtains. you pull away, leaving me listless, writhing in agony on the floor as my essence seeps through my skin into you, my sweet, emotional vampire, who leaves me in anguish, tormented until our next encounter when I will stand before you, naked, waiting to be drained again. An accidental meeting, someone I knew well a thousand years before. The ‘Hey you — how are you doings?’ of formulaic greetings Stilted awkward gestures. Meanings lost in words that once had been the ease of freely-flowing conversation. The thought — I know this face, but do not know this person, Anymore. Commonality become a gulf A chasm opened in tectonic shiftings of our lives; induced by time In which we re-made ourselves anew. I look at you and kno
Strange Poem
sweep away my thoughts, crushing in my head, like waves upon the ocean, tossing in my bed. kiss away the agony, left, i feel defeat, lost in my own shelter, walking lonley streets. blow your tainted whispers, poisoning my thoughts, caught within my grasp, reality is lost. lay me down to sleep, cuddled in angels wings, the beating of my heart ceased, no longer does it sing. blindly i search once more, for what i missed at first, greedily i drink you up, a never ending thirst. silently i fade to sleep, the world not what it seems, a place of silence in my head, awakened from my dreams.
A Stranger...
Have you ever Ran into a persitant stranger that doesn't give up? I have.. Have you ever ran into a person's who words make you stop an think? I have.. Have you ever ran into someone that makes you smile? I have.. Have you ever ran into someone who wants to stand by your side while y ou work on your dreams? I have.. You ever run into someone that just feels right for you? I have.. Have you ever ran into someone who could be the right one for you an you push them away? I have.. Have you ever not opened up to lettin someone in? I have.. Have you ever got the feelin your soulmate is right in front of you an you walk away? I have.. Have you evr missed that one that could of been? I do...
Strange Facts
The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time television were Fred and Wilma Flintstone. Coca-Cola was originally green. Every day more money is printed for Monopoly than the US Treasury. Hawaiian alphabet has 12 letters. Men can read smaller print than women; women can hear better. City with the most Rolls Royce's per capita: Hong Kong State with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska Percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% Percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38% Barbie's measurements if she were life size: 39-23-33 Cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of eleven: $6,400 Average number of people airborne over the US any given hour: 61,000. Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair. The world's youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in 1910. The youngest pope was 11 years old. First novel ever written on a typewriter: Tom Sawyer. The San Francisco Cable car
Straight Pisses Me Off
You know what just pisses me off. When they make you do something you dont want to do. I did not want to create a salute photo I just wanted to beable to view, rate, and comment on peoples pictures and profiles and level up. But no I go for about 3+ weeks rating and having a good ol time when all of a sudden it dawns on me "I need a salute photo sto level up." Well I throw one out there hoping that all the work Ive done in the last 3+ weeks hasnt gone to waist and guess what.......IT HAS. Now I have to start all over. That just straight pisses me off
Strange Feed Back...
about the signals..and feed back i receive from women around here...i have over 3500 female friends[350 fans]..but only 3 kisses''under my mistletoe''posted on my of them said''ur the most classy man of the fubar''..and then blocked me....other says''i love u,hansome'',sent 2 me a bracelet[among other gifts]...and then blocked me!!!....strange!!!!!...anyway,merry christmas 2 u,dear[and real]friends!!...peace and joy!!
Straight Shooter
Strange How Things Turn Out
Strange coincidences between Abraham Lincoln and John F Kennedy Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846. John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946. Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860. John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960. The names Lincoln and Kennedy each contain seven letters. Both were particularly concerned with civil rights. Both of their wives lost their children while living in the White House. Both Presidents were shot on a Friday. Both were shot in the head. Both were shot with one bullet. Both were rumored to be killed in a conspiracy. Neither was confirmed to be a conspiracy. Lincoln was shot in the Ford Theater. Kennedy was shot in a card made by the Ford Motor Company (a Lincoln no less) Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy. Kennedy's secretary was named Lincoln. Both were assassinated by Southerners. Both were succeeded by Southerners. Both successors were named Johnson. Andre
you havent held me in so long. i mean, really held me. cold is my soul alone our bed isn't whole empty. you havent kissed me in so long i mean, really kissed me. neglected are my lips lost my memory slips forgotten. you havent fucked me in so long i mean, really fucked me. fridgid is my heat lacking making love is not sweet disappointed. you havent loved me in so long i mean, really loved me. aching is my heart longing we're worlds apart strangers.
The Stranger
The Stranger By: Billy Joel Well we all have a face That we hide away forever And we take them out and Show ourselves When everyone has gone Some are satin some are steel Some are silk and some are leather They're the faces of the stranger But we love to try them on Well we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see The stranger in yourself? Don't be afraid to try again Everyone goes south Every now and then You've done it, why can't Someone else? You should know by now You've been there yourself Once I used to believe I was such a great romancer Then I came home to a woman That I could not recognize When I pressed her for a reason She refused to even answer It was then I felt the stranger Kick me right between the eyes Well we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so
Straight Up Nasty
What is up with women leaving their unwrapped napkins and tampons in public bathrooms on the floor or toilet seat. That is straight up nasty and unsanitary. It also has a funky ass smell. I mean not only have I've seen that but also there be blood drops on the seat, floor and walls. What the hell! Like they the only ones using the restroom. There are too many diseases out there and some women have caught them by sitting on the toliet seat. I feel sorry for the cleaning crew that have to come in and clean up that sh... They should be paid well. Sometimes women don't even flush the toliet leaving big ass turds with damn near a whole roll of toliet paper in there. And some others leave without washing their hands. Yuck!!!! So ladies if you use the public rest room make sure you cover the seat just in case you are unable to squat and when washing your hands grab the paper towel first cause their are plenty of germs on the handle. Upon leaving if there is a handle on the door to pull use a
Strangest Worldwide Things
The Museum of Strange Things has opened again after the show in Arizona... 10901 Arlington Ave. Riverside, California USA - The Greatest Museum of Strange Things was opened. Come and see the strangest things you'll even see. WonderCammer - look at things you never saw before ! The project is going along with Troll's Garden company - the global leader in the production of rings, fossil reproductions, Human Skulls, Walking Sticks, Knives, bone art, hand Carved Dragons, pipes, etc... . Come and see NEW STRANGE COLLECTION !
Strange Things Keep Happening To Me
well its been one hell of a week!! went to er today!! lucky to have o broken bones!! one woman told me she loves me!! and another says shes found happiness with someone else!! got a new job wednesday!! almost got into an accident on way home from hospital!!!and got a new job offer in georgia!! now i have to decide if im going to georgia or staying here!! what a week!!
Strangth Of The Heart
What makes the heart pounds, what makes the heart stronge, what makes a heart honerable to the one that holds it, to have such a heart is not to back stab friends or to be mean or to shove religon in ones face but is to be kind to others and to save others lives and not take lives, this world today is full of murder and death and pain and sadness, as u read this ur gonna be thinking is she nuts for typeing this no im not nuts im just telling the truth on what i hear and see, even the sex today is out of control the deasess r killing ppl, ppl raping ppl, whats wrong with with this world and the ppl in it............. ya i know its money and the power behinde it thats the part that currupes ppl and other things........i can go on and on but i want to know what ur thoughts r about what i just said.......
Straight To The Heart
Straight To The Heart When I'm down, when my soul's in need of rest Come your words of comfort and of hope I see your face always smiling back at me A stream of light running straight to the heart Child of God/Child of light There'll be no more lonely nights 'Cause you have brightened up my life There's a road that leads me to this place A path of love running straight to the heart Over the years I've learned one important thing It's that real friends shall never truly be apart You were there in my darkest time of need With a hand reaching straight to the heart Child of God/Child of light There'll be no more lonely nights 'Cause you have brightened up my life Take this gift it is all I have to give A prayer of love forever straight to the heart A prayer of love forever straight to the heart
Strange But Amazing check it out- and don't worry, it's a news article... no spam no nothing
Strange Things In Canada
just love how people join a lounge and then remove them selves from it 3 days later, its not like the music that gets played suck, the reguest get played when they are asked. Scientists have caught a fossil fish in the act of adapting toward a life on land, a discovery that sheds new light on one of the greatest transformations in the history of animals. Researchers have long known that fish evolved into the first creatures on land with four legs and backbones more than 365 million years ago, but they’ve had precious little fossil evidence to document how it happened. The new find of several specimens looks more like a land-dweller than the few other fossil fish known from the transitional period, and researchers speculate that it may have taken brief excursions out of the water.It sort of blurs the distinction between fish and land-living animals,” said one of its discoverers, paleontologist Neil Shubin of the University of Chicago. Experts said the discovery, with its unusually we
Speeding ticket CHP vs. USMC Top this for a speeding ticket. Two California Highway Patrol Officers were conducting speeding enforcement on I-15, just north of the Marine Corps Air Station at Miramar?. One of the officers was using a hand-held radar device to check speeding vehicles approaching the crest of a hill. The officers were suddenly surprised when the radar gun began reading 300 miles per hour. The officer attempted to reset the radar gun, but it would not reset and then turned off. Just then a deafening roar over the treetops revealed that the radar had in fact locked on to a USMC F/A-18 Hornet which was engaged in a low flying exercise near the location. Back at the CHP Headquarters the Patrol Captain fired off a complaint to the USMC Base Commander. The reply came back in true USMC style: Thank you for your letter. We can now complete the file on this incident. You may be interested to know that the tactical computer in the Hornet had detected the presence of, and su
Strawberry By Everclear
Never been here, never coming back Never want to think about the things That happened today Want to lay down on the warm ground I think Im going to need a little time to myself Dont fall down now You will never get up Dont fall down now I ask you for a slow ride Going nowhere You look like satan You ask me if I want to get high Couple of bags down in old town you tie your arm and Ask me if I wanted to drive Dont fall down now You will never get up Dont fall down now Last thing I recall I was in the air I woke up on the street Crawling with my strawberry burns Ten long years in a straight line They fall like water Yes, I guess I fucked up again Dont fall down now You will never get up Dont fall down now
Strawberrii Kisses
hey all this is my new owner she is an awesome friend of mine!!! She has always been there for me when i need her. Please go show her some mad fu-love cuz she so deserves it & much much more!!! Heres her link plz fan, add & rate she is the best!!! :):):) StrawBerrii Kisses Lollipop Gurlz Club Fu-Owned To Mizotte59@ fubar
Strange Dreams
Strange Things Happen On Fubar
Last night (May 24, 2008) I got home late and checked messages and also saw that a number of people rated my photo. In return I stopped by and thanked each person for rating my photo and in return, rated their profile photo with a “10.” This morning I got this in my shout box and could not understand the message so I tried to shout back to explain but soon discovered that I was blocked by the person who sent it. It is strange to me that she would ask the question but not allow me an opportunity to answer her and what is stranger to me is what caused her to block me. I would love to know what offended this person about me. Below is a copy from my shout box: LADY DI ...: ahhhhhhhhh man....... what is wrong with my pic??? you can not see anything but cleavage It has been about 14 years since I last climbed the Seneca Rocks in beautiful West Virginia about 22 miles west of Petersburg. Saturday, May 24, 2008 I spent the day there with my youngest daughter and her 10 month old baby and
Straight Talk About Sex And Love
You Do Me. Mutual masturbation. Get each other off. Or, for those who have a dildo hanging around, you can fuck you woman with a dildo until she cum. Whatever's clever. The Pinkie. The Pinkie means taking all of my suggestions for sex games and playinf each and every one of them in the span of two months. I wonder how many of you can do it, 'cause that means fucking EVERY NIGHT. If you decide to take the Pinkie Challenge, email me at and let me know the results. Under No Circumstances. You gotta love this one, and it is a game of mind over matter. It also requires a hell of a lot of willpower. Without ting your partner's hands or confining him or her in a way, announce that he or she cannot touch you no matter what you do. That means you can't touch a woman if she does a lap dance or even if she sucks your dick. Same goes for the women. No touching whatsoever or you will have to pay the penalty. My suggested penalty is that you must perform oral sex on your mate fo
Is it odd to turn around and run right into eyes that can see through you? Is it odd to have a connection, held only for a brief moment. Intense, knowing yet still come from a stranger? Do you feel invaded? Do you feel connected? Do you feel lonely? Or, do you feel all of the emotions, at once? There you stood, a stranger in all respects, yet I have known you forever. Like a SILVER lining around a dark cloud, your presence is comforting yet ominous. You, looking into my very soul, perusing it like its very meaning is SACRED to you. Standing so still, like a FOX caught off guard calculating what to do. Should I run to your safehaven, or CRY out loud for you to stop? I stand still, not wishing to stop your evaluation, hoping for approval, yet at the same time, accepting your interest as merely inquisitive. Although it feels like a lifetime has past, its been but a few moments. As you turn your eyes away, I feel the immediate loss of your atten
Strange N Interesting Stuff :)
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can. i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
gotta love Mel ERROR: this user's permissions don't allow you to do this. if you want to add this member to your 'blocked' list, click here. I can't add anymore pics or I would have uploaded this one. my pending friend requests: clear all | accept all From Date Message ACCEPT | DENY Richie Rich (G... Online (Online) 2008-07-24 08:06:40 Please pretty please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Well on May 11, 1997 at 22 years old. I had the bike wreck. I bought a racing bike on Tuesday put another front end and lights on it. Friday I took it to the drag strip. Sunday on Mothers day I had the wreck because some one pull out in front of me in a Ford Explorer and I hit the back coner for it and totaled them out and my bike at over 100 miles per hour. Their was a state trooper right their eating and he said I was doing over 100. I was in a choma for 6 months. But mom said I was still in a coma for along time. I am very lucky to be here because I died several times. M
Strange Comes This Way
If you think it my page or the things in it are silly;dumb or plain stupid leave a message. I have tried to do this bombing thing and it is moving slow but I guess I will have to be patient. I do somethings to get folks attention but it is not always as serious as you may think. Ask a question!!!! Be brave!!!! I know I am not like most people and don't do things like others do, I think it is good to be different. People on fubar it seems it is all about status or popularity. I would like to progress, I hate to be cemented to the floor if you will. People judge others by appearance, everyone wants to be appreciated. Tell me that this person can't be creative.
Straight Up
Ok here is my story…. I have 2 kids and we live together in a trailer. Which is located in a nice trailer park on the lake. I choose to live here so that I could have a steady and consistent roof over our heads. I bought this place on my own. I don’t have the funds to invest into a 200,000 dollar home. So this is the proper investment at the moment. Between the ages of 0-3 my daughter has moved 7 times. We were homeless even at one time. She is almost 7 now. My son is almost 4 and he has lived in this same house his whole life. So I am thankful that he has a comfortable home that he is familiar with. Every day I get judged upon with where I live. Yes I have a pretty face. A good job and personality. But once I invite people over to hang out and they see where I live all they see is “Trailer Park = White Trash” then 90% of the time I never hear from them again. I don’t change for anyone and if they don’t like my body, or don’t like that I have kids or don’t like where I live t
Strange But True
Have a history teacher explain this----if he can Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1860 John F, Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1960 Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860 John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960 Both were particularly concerned with civil rights Both wives lost their first baby while living in the White House Both Presidents were shot on a Friday Both Presidents were shot in the head Now it gets really weird Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy Kennedy's secretary was named Lincoln Both were assassinated by Southerners Both were succeed by Southerners named Johnson Andrew Johnson who succeeded Lincoln was born in 1808 Lyndon Johnson who succeeded Kennedy was born in 1908 John Wilkes Booth who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839 Lee Harvey Oswald who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939 Both assassins were known by their three names Both names are composed of fifteen letters Now hang on to your sea
The Stranger
I can just imagine- we go to a restaurant for a delicioud meal, I know she is not wearing knickers under her skirt she has on, her pussy is slightly moist from knowing that I know she has no underwear on. We finish our meal, get the bill and make our way back to the car. We drive a round for awhile. S he has her hand on my leg, stroking gently up and down, teasing with a brushing touch on my balls which are covered by my jeans and only my jeans. My cock is getting stiff with anticaption.she moves her hand to my flies and button, they come undone very easily and she now has access to my total erect member, she touches softly and teasingly again, knowing that I can’t wait to be sucked and fucked by her dripping pussy.But before I get deep and wet I want to bury my face in her crotch, lapping up those juices with my tongue, and nibbling at her lips and clit, but this was all to happen soon, first we find a good spot for our littlr after dinner excursion. A little later we find a per
A Stranger
A stranger appeared before my eyes,i was drawn to him before i could realize. Some people you meet and don't know why,they come into your life,when you don't even try. I met this stranger the other day all i want is to see him someday,the thoughts of him flood my mind. He was oh so soothing,oh so kind it's hard to understand,it's not a joke. We connected even before we spoke the room was crowded but it was plain to see there was noone around just him,just me. We were drawn together like a moth to a flame. Seemed hard to believe i didn't even know his real name. Our screen names alone brought us together,We connected and changed our lives forever. We seemed so comfortable with each other,there was no need to screen,noneed to cover. We had so much in common,so much to say. Neither wanted the night to go away,we talked of ourselfs and soon could see. This brief encounter was meant to be. Some people you find and don't know why ,come into your life and make you fly. We were br
The Straight Low Down:)
for the love people, this place cracks me I am not and will never ask to see your nsfw, so you can bet that I will NEVER!! bling you or blast you or 25 second vip to see them.  the reason this cracks me up is why the hell are you posting photos you supposedly are so intent on letting only a select few see!  Premise I am asking for money for you to see me naked..theres a word for that lol! if you post the pics you know your wanting people to see it, if you didnt you would not have even taken the bloody pics in the first place.  like I said cracks me up:) hugs and luvs, JC For all you folks who thinkim just another knotch on your fu belt, guess again! If I friend request you its cause I ment it and I expect some semblance of communcation a hello if I say hi A thanks when I give gifts small things to you major things to me. If your to busy with your 5000 friends to do that, well you can count on 4999 cause I will delete you. having said that thanks to all who have bothered and im sorry
Straight Trippin
Straight From The Heart
I know its been a couple of years since I last made a blog entry. Since something that happend recently, I knew I needed to share my feelings with ong this.   In my experience with life there are a few rules that if your a true friend you never break and one was broken comming from some1 I trusted. When it comes to friendship one rule is if a friend is a friend of some1 you dont like you repsect that even if you dont like that person. Let me explain, thers a friend who had probs with a real close friend of mine who is a fu sister and this so called friend decided to make me choose between her n my fu sister. After she told me this I not only told her that shes making me feel like I am getting stuck between the 2 and that was not a wise choice. The moral of the story  is that this so called friends crossed the line and was blocked from everything. be vareful of what you say to others, it will bite you hard.  Stright from the heart As Hallowwen aprocjes tommrow night and the kids go bo
Straight Talk
The Center for Disease Control has issued a warning about a newvirulent strain of this old disease. The disease is called GonorrheaLectim. It's pronounced "Gonna re-elect 'em," and it is a terribleObamanation.The disease is contracted through dangerous and high risk behaviorinvolving putting your cranium up your rectum. Many victims contractedit in 2008...but now most people, after having been infected for thepast1-2 years, are starting to realize how destructive this sickness is.It's sad because Gonorrhea Lectim is easily cured with a new drug justcoming on the market called Votemout. You take the first dose in 2010and the second dose in 2012 and simply don't engage in such behavioragain; otherwise, it could become permanent and eventually wipe out alllife as we know it.Several states are already on top of this, like Virginia and New Jerseyandapparently now Massachusetts , with many more seeing the writing on thewall.Please pass this important message on to all those bright folk youre
Strange Dream
  To see blood in your dream, represents life, love, and passion as well as disappointments. To dream that others are bleeding, signifies an emotional cry for help. ---To see bones in your dream, suggests the discovery of your personal, family, or cultural secrets. It is also symbolic of your underlying strengths that you have not yet recognized. Consider the symbolism of getting to the "bare bones" or the significance of "having a bone to pick with someone." To dream of broken bones, signifies that you have discovered or realized that there is a weakness in your plans or in your thinking. Your dream may call for your immediate attention to a particular situation or relationship.--- To dream that you escape from danger, signifies that you will rise to a place of high position and honor in your business and social circle.   To see the dead in your dream, forewarns that you are being influenced by negative people and are hanging around the wrong crowd. You may suffer material loss. Th
Straightjacket Suicide
I've given all i can give, I’ve changed all i can possibly change. Still it's not enough. Forgiveness sometimes never arrives as your savior. Too many differences in opinion, too many things wrong with each of us to see the real problem. We blamed each other and became bitter. Sore at the world that was us and we fought several wars which all ended in a draw. Redrawing your feelings broke me in a way i can't bare to explain. It shoved me violently back into that fucking cage of mine. Made me retreat from my mindset and reevaluate why it is I’m here. I don't know, never really did i suppose. I have a goal now, and I’m breaking my fucking self to accomplish it. I will not allow myself to be crushed by this momentary depression. Fuck my family and their back stabbing way, I’m tired of being afraid of being myself. I'll fucking kill myself to get what i want now, and what i want is what I’ve always wanted. Music. So mend your wounds that i opened, tend to th
Strange Things Down There
Stranger In The Night
   Stranger In The Night I decided to take a week vacation. I had  won a week getaway to  a luxurious Mansion In Savannah Georgia and  desperately needed a break. On the train ride  from Chattanooga to  Savannah  I sat across from this handsome southern gentleman. It seemed his eyes  burned though me like fiery embers in the winters snow. I smiled and tried not to let it show how much his  eyes  intensified the burning passion I seem to have thought burnt out long ago. Part of me wanted him to speak , part of me wished I wasn't here at this moment of time. As  we rode onward  he never once looked away or seemed embarrassed of invading my comfort zone with his peering eyes. This excited me and made me nervous all at the same time. I felt my panties getting damp as we sat across from each other just staring. When we arrived in the train station in Savannah there was tourist bus waiting to drive me to the Mansion as I climbed on the bus the man followed. I'm thinking to myself you have
How does one get over a heartbreak? Is it truely possible to every really get over it or does it always linger in the back of your mind? My only guess is it's one of those things that the concept of out of sight/ out of mind plays in to. I guess i am running away from this but i cant help it. He is just too much for me to handle anymore. UGH! Fuck you Mike Harris!
So silent and so subtle, the flame casts a shadow on? Most, watching the game of the evening and I seek the flame to cast a shadow? Sleep well? Norio   Yes, Rep. Andrews that letter to the Feds removed the guilt off of you and Mr. Yurick completely. Debbie, I never said or made any comments that Mr. Yurick lied or is a liar. Intresting to note the IRS "your name just popped up" and suddenly they're shy of how much to me? It was the NJ Mental Health Advocate office employee that named you Senator Andrews. As I looked at that time of these property price inflation and no one buying that talk of this Bail Out was headed past two trillion. Third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eigth. Norio   Follow my lead. You aint got it? I'm dead and you murdered me. Congratulation my poor ol' friend. The devil did you one better. Join me. Norio                                                                                                                                                  
Strawberry Kisses
Strange Minds!!! Lol
 To my 'selected' > strange-minded friends:> > If you can read the following paragraph,> forward it on to your friends and the person that sent it to> you with 'yes' in the subject> line.> >  >  >  > Only> great> minds can> read this > This> is weird, but >  > fi> yuo cna > raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too > > Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe > out of 100 can. > > i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht > I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid,> aoccdrnig to a rscheearch > at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht> oerdr the ltteres in a wrod > are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat> ltteer be in the rghit > pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed> it whotuit a pboerlm. > Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter> by istlef, but the > wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot> slpeling was ipmorantt! > if you can raed tihs forwrad it
Strange Or Imagination
I went shopping tonight to get out of the house. My son and I went to Hot Topic earlu and looked around for a bit til I found some stuff I wanted. I just wandered about by the time i went to the register to buy the stuff 2-3 hrs had passed. iI was mind boggled. I guess it was because it was my first time in a while to truely be out of the house my by own desire. Anyways, we leave and go to walmart to get shoes and a few new clothing things for him and some other groceries. We stop by McDonalds to get him a happy meal and go back home. The kid goes off and does his thing and then wants tub time. While he's in the tub. I mess around with my things and lay them out and start fooling around on fubar. Seems pretty normal right? Well I start chatting with a friend about the usual chatter: how was ur day etc. I am listening to my music list. Here comes the weird part. During Tim McGraw's "Its your Love" out of nowhere I get this chill on my upper left arm and when i closed my eyes it felt s
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Stranger Than Fiction
So It's been a few weeks. 1232 junk emails. Here are the highlights and the lowlights.   AARP: Enjoy all the benifits. I'm not that old! AgeQuiz: How old are you really I said I'm not that fucking old! CIO minute: 10 People not to hire. Are you one of them? Hey look buddy, after the age guy, you are all on pretty thin ice. Radical diet pill. Only for the brave! So now I'm fat and a chicken? Terrorism threat level has been elevated to [HI Tell them I said Hi back. Forensics Degree: Your future is dead. I'm going to stop reading these soon. This holiday season, spread more.... this was actually for holiday recipes but I would have to think they cut off the title here on purpose. MRS FARIDA WAZIRI: BE CAREFUL OF THE HUDLOOMS‏ Why? they aren't as bad as hoodlums. Beautiful Russian Women Are Waiting to Meet You fine... tell them I am poor.... and old. Like AARP old. Lonely Wives Adult Dating ok you know what... You bitches already have husbands and now you are going
Straight Answers
I wake up this mornin hoping for an answer like I always do,but I see my heart on the floor in nothing but crushed dust.My mind goes blank,and my soul empty.I was a fool to see you as something more than you gave yourself credit for,but I was wrong.You give claims of love,yet it was not there.You put that blindfold over my eyes when i thought I was seeing clearly,and you led me away from the truth.   My mind and soul cry,Cry for what was taken from them.Mind and soul embrase to stay together,For they, together,try to keep heart from disappearing into the wind forever..........Goodbye. You know when you meet someone, your natural instinct is to be honest and straight forward. Well for some. Me I have a tendency to trust too easily, as a good friend of mine told me recently. I guess that's part of my character. I've always had this thing to get EVERYONE to like me, in fear of rejection. But what i didn't realize is that me acting that way has caused me to be rejected continuously thr
Straight From Satan Himself
Headaches, migraines, stress headaches, or tension headaches are straight from Satan himself. Yesterday was such a good day! It was nice outside, it was Friday, I was looking forward to eating Mexican food, and I was for all purposes headache free. BAM!!!!! 1:30am this morning and the pain wakes me up like an ice pick in the ear. I got up took a Fioricet and a shot of my Stadol nose spray to hopefully cut the headache off before it got super bad.......mission failed. The river dancing midgets have returned and have learned a new dance. Yes I'm whining because I never whine about my headaches. I usually curl up and let them run their course but I'm tired of having a headache EVERY day. I'm tired of being afraid to go places because a headache may hit and I end up in the bed for days. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK HEADACHES!!!!!! Now back to your regularly scheduled boring ass mumms.
Strange And Stranger
So now I sit still and smiling inside my shrine of make up. This is almost too much to take. To restart, to retrace. But what's life without surprise? It's like, WHOA turn around, pause, wipe slate clean, resume grind in new direction. I am no stranger to this. No stranger at all. Shed the tears, lick the wounds, dust off, move along. The girls say it's not me it's them. There's more of them than me. Signs point to me. Might be me. No, no, no. Definitely them, they telled me. I'll believe it someday. I am rough around the edges. Can't help it. Just like my little man though, I'm growing everyday. And yeah, I wish it didn't hurt, but I always try to remember that without all this crap, it won't feel good when shit works out. Hopefully. Hopefully I can do that. Remember that. Everyday I get told that it's new. Fresh. New number, so it's not the same. Not the same as yesterday or any other yesterday there ever was or could be. I like to listen to that. So that way, even if I wake up and f
Strange What Some People Will Say
Had a couple of days off this week with hubby and my mother in law. We were out and about...Or as the Canadians would say..Oout and aboout and had some lunch downtown. Went to this one place that had rocking chairs so we sat and rocked and people watched for a bit. This man walks by holding his daughter and off they go into one of the shops. My mother in law says to me "That little girl has slanty eyes." I just blinked. She then proceeds to say "I wonder if her mother is Chinese or maybe she's Japanese. I didn't see which way the little girl's eyes were slanted." I was like I didn't say a thing. Just kept shaking my head over and over and saying "Holy hell" to myself.
Straight Talk About Sex And Love
What would be your ideal romantic setting?  What would you take the time to plan and create for that someone special? I've done a couple of things with past relationships, as I specified 1 or 2 in the A-Z portion. One particular time, I asked my man to meet me at this 5 star hotel at a specific time. I set it up where there were flowers and candles EVERYWHERE. I set out a plate of appetizers and wine along with a note. I wasn't there yet, but I'm sure he was looking for me (even though he said he wasn't). I arrived about 30 mins after I asked him to be there. I had on nothing but a lace nightie, trench and heels (I was sooo scared I would get pulled over while I was driving there lol. But I made it there without incident.). Anyway...long story short we enjoyed the night and morning.  Even though we had to snap back to reality, it was VERY fun while it lasted. Now, I told my story...what is your experience? Why do men/women cheat? What is Love?
The Stranger
  Melody didn't know how long she had slept, but she woke when she felt the stranger shaking her. "Huh, wha"; she uttered as the stranger pulled her to her feet. As she began to gain consciousness she realized that her arms had been untied. The stranger was pulling her by the arm, leading her into the bedroom. When they got to the bedroom, he gave a tug on her remaining clothes and stepped back. At first Melody wasn't sure what he wanted, but when he tugged again, she realized that he wanted her to strip. She started to take her clothes off, but the stranger stopped her. He took one of her hands and placed it on her breast and placed the other one on a piece of her clothing. He slowly moved her hand around on her breast, let go and stepped back. Melody couldn't believe it, he wanted her to play with herself while she stripped. The stranger could tell she was having second thoughts, he firmly placed the cane on her leg and moved it up and down. The touch of the cane quickl
Straight From The Heart
I am 39 years old, living in Oslo, Norway. This girl is creative, loving, positive and very honest. Very important for me that my friends and family enjoy life and doing fine. So,what do i do with my time?I like to paint and draw, webdesign, hiking, relaxing at home, cooking, watch movies, hang with my friends and family, photography + much more. Just ask me anything and i will answer if i wanna ;-) lol. Have a nice day everyone
Stranger Danger
I finally got to witness first hand some of the stupidity on here. Matt Haigwood: dude she is a scum you are talking too To Matt Haigwood: who? Matt Haigwood: ariesgoddess. she is a whore liar. she got me n my buddy. watck urself To Matt Haigwood: got no idea who you are talking about Matt Haigwood: you were just talking to ariesgoddess To Matt Haigwood: Oh, just figured who it is. I simply commented in her mumm Matt Haigwood: yea thats how she gets ya. she did it to us Did what? Are people that stupid that they think they should give stuff to point hoars and get something in return? BTW....I need one credit! =^P
Stray Thoughts
poem is called Stray thoughts Some days you're head feels like a door without a screen--it feels like nothingis going where it belongs some days you crave to be in complete silence like a drug--its just like a lovers embrace for some reason it makes you're week better stray thoughts are like people talking about you behind you're back and you knowing about it ----like it or hate it you really cant do anything to stop it you just have to deal with it stray thoughts are like decorating for christmas in october---some people get it some dont but it dosent effect you stray thoughts are like a deer crosing sighn in the middle of nowhere in the dark of night---if you think about it to much you will get paranoid and it will drive you crazy learn to weather the storm and never give up stray thoughts are part of life DMR
Strays Needing Demon Adds
The top  three need temp Demon Family adds, the bottom three need any type of family adds.   Updated 6/18/13  
Straight Talk
I do not want to be labled a "homophobe". Members of my family who I love dearly (here and gone) have and had their own unique lifestyles. What is with these chat rooms? I get bumped just because of my name. It takes these feeble minded  "goodie two shoes" a few miutes to "get it" and then I am extricated. Bet half these people have STD's and the other half are sleeping with their spouses best friend. Hypocracy reigns on. I will post questions I ponder while I visit FU. This one has to be the most anoying - any answers?
Strengths And Weaknesses
you know, job interviews suck. no matter how well they go, they still suck. and no matter how many i go to, i still get stuck on the fuckin' "what are your strengths and weaknesses" question. usually i can tell ya a million weaknesses. today, i came up with two. well, three but the third was given to me by the interviewer and that was "chocolate". don't ask. i'm too old for this shit. and then there's the waiting. just shoot me.
OUR STRENGTH IS OFTEN COMPOSED OF THE WEAKNESS WE'RE DAMNED IF WE'RE GOING TO SHOW not original thought: by Mignon McLaughlin, a 20th Century American Writer The Wind - Cat Stevens
Streetwalkers The grieved lived and the joyous died. The streetwalkers burn tireless in their death. The children came needing every hour so many had left their mother's arms; left there at the grave. Hearts full of fire black and charred, they lay on a cold stone their tears engraved. Church singers sang when the darkness began, It all kindled into black, a star was broken. No magic or miracle can atone. Forgive us forgive or give us, we want death that they might live again. I might believe, if only I could hold them now. I might not fall apart, I might want to live again. The sun will rise, the birds will sing, the wind will blow, but death quiets them all the whole earth is in a still. Can't you see? Where is the supreme light? Where is the logic that makes this right?

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