“We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.”
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
It truly had been a glorious day that made him smile which he seemed to be doing quite a bit of lately. It was nice lieing in front of the fireplace with wine and nothing on but their smiles.
She was truly the most understanding person he had ever met and he fell victim to falling for her. He ran his fingers through her hair as he thought of how good she was going to taste as he loved manger une chatte.
She smelled wonderful and he couldn’t help but to snuggle up to her. He touched her cheek lightly with his lips and kissed over to her mouth. His tongue gently parted her lips and he kissed her deep and with all the passion he had held back for so long.
He gently pushed her onto her back and let his hands roam as they continued to kiss. His fingers found her nipples erect and obviously excited. His touch made her wet and she sought out his hard cock.
She stroked his cock as he teased her clit and fingered her wetness. She was so horny she was ready to explode and she so enjoyed his touch. She wanted more of him so she lifted her thigh and placed it over his side.
He was able to tease her and maneuver her into a position that allowed him to bury his face into her lovely wetness. His tongue teased her clit and his finger pretended it was a mighty cock as he fingered her.
He used his lips to gently bite down on her labia which sent a shock wave through her body. He licked, tugged and sucked on her until her moans became loud and her hips moved up off of the ground.
This orgasm was one of a kind as she had never experienced multiple orgasms which is what she was he was giving her. There desire for each other was rare and exciting and they so enjoyed each other on so many levels.
She couldn’t control her body as it racked up one orgasm after another. Finally exhausted her body gave her a reprieve and she was able to breathe slowly once again. He slid up her body between her legs and he kissed his way up her body. There lips joined once again and again they couldn’t help but kiss passionately.
It was now his turn to be pushed on his back and taken advantage of him. She pushed him back and quietly whispered to him that she was going to ravage his body. She looked him in the eyes and told him she wanted his cock.
This so turned him on as being talked dirty to always made his dick hard. He had been with some pretty fantastic women until he got into their pants. There was nothing sexual about most of the women and nothing but a quick release for him.
She bit his bottom lip and nippled on his neck as she roamed his body with her hands and let her lips taste him from lips to balls. She had a handful of balls and squeezed gently as she kissed his chest.
Massaging his cock as she kissed and licked his chest as she headed towards the head of his full erect manhood. Sex was more than a physical act for her, in her mind it brought two people as close together as two people could get.
Sex was intimate, revealing and being open to new experiences, tastes and sounds. She loved his body and the loss of limbs actually made sex easier for her in many ways. She was thrilled that he was such a great kisser, super romantic and was great at fucking.
She slid between his legs and let his cock rest in the crevice of her breasts. She pushed her boobs together and rubbed his cock between them. This was so exciting to his cock and he really enjoyed himself.
She moved slowly down his abdomen and flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue. She knew her way around the cock and knowing the underside of the head was the sensitive area.
She took the head into her mouth and ran her tongue around the underside as she began to take him deeper into her mouth. She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him as her mouth went up and down.
She could feel his balls pull upward and that was definitely a sign that he was ready to shoot his wad. She worked her lips up and down and applied pressure which made him crazy.
She could feel him on the verge of cumming and she slipped him out of her mouth and slid his cock between her breasts. She boob stroked his throbbing member and he shot his wad all over her tits.
There was something so sexy and hot about shooting his cum on her and it made him just want to fuck the shit out of her again. He pulled her up to his face and kissed her as they rolled over and changed position.
He flipped her over and pulled her up on all fours as he positioned his cock at the entrance of her vagina. He plunged into her and with each plunge he went deeper and deeper. He couldn’t hold back and the third stroke was all it took to shoot again.
They were sexually exhausted and ended up curling up together and they talked of how great the sex had just been. Little did he know she had installed a sex swing and had plans for him, o yes she had plans for him and what was yet to come.
Music from my childhood, think I remember seeing this group on the Ed Sullivan Show that ran in the 60’s. Sometimes looking back at my childhood I can selectively remember happier times.
Most women have a sixth sense but I not only have a sixth sense I have a deeper connection with others. I get these thoughts that come to me out of no where and its as if I am to be other peoples savior in a way.
Every once in a while something will come to me and I will tell the person and they think Im wacko until the shit comes true, then I become spooky. I seem to know so many things that I really do not need to know.
When you are psychic people get fearful of you like you are some rare disease. I didn’t ask to be psychic and all I can do is share information as it comes to me. I am a pathway from somewhere unknown to the person that it affects.
I have been very concerned about this one person for a very long time and as he comes and goes in my life I have these “feelings” come to me regarding him being stabbed in the back by someone in his immediate circle.
Who ever this person is there is a tremendous amount of jealousy and envy and this person has a big smile when face to face but carries a big dagger and this person will use it. I have told him to watch himself and the company he keeps and hopefully he will be able to benefit from my gift.
I know I am different than other people and I have known this my entire life. I wasn’t one to go with the flow instead I marched to the beat of my own drum. I have always been a loner to a certain extent and very emotional.
My emotions can take me over at times and my passion has been infectious. People are drawn to me for various reasons but I do believe the main reason is because I am real in every sense of the word.
I can be brutally honest, extremely caring and concerned about others, funny at times as well as being smart and easy on the eyes. I am independent and guard my heart because people just like to hurt you for no reason.
I can tell you that I am enjoying the current “mating dance” that I am involved in. He is serious alpha male and me being a strong female, well lets just say strange bed fellows are we.
We have this undieing attraction that has grown over time and no matter how hard I try to fight it I just cannot shut him out completely. Im so attracted to him but so afraid that he will have no regard for my heart.
Im not head over heels for him but I’ve let him in and only him since my husband passed away in 2011. I just havent found a male that was that interesting to me and yes I am aware that sounds like I am full of myself.
I need a strong personality because weak men turn me off, I really cannot stand a submissive male and to be honest when I was a domme I got sick of dealing with submissive males.
It got so bad that my appointments were named by the bill due that week such as my 2 pm is the gas bill, the 4pm appointment is the grocery bill and so on. I have a shitload of bdsm toys and clothing and I really need to get rid of it.
Back to the regular scheduled program lol, there is also the connection between earth and heaven. The morning I woke up in a panic running to my grandmother’s bedroom knowing something bad had occurred.
She locked her door every night and my hands shook so bad I could barely unlock her door. As soon as I opened it and saw her lying there I knew she had died sometime during the night.
Later in the morning when I was waiting for the black wagon to come pick up her body the strangest thing happened. I was standing at the kitchen window looking at my grandmothers african violets sitting on the window ledge.
All of a sudden I hear the coffee pot start itself. Now thats not odd unless the coffee pot timer hadnt worked in months. That is what happened the coffee pot made a fresh pot at exactly 9 am even though the timer died months prior.
I would think about my grandmother daily for the longest time as she was my everything. She kept me grounded and taught me so much about life and caring for a family.
One of the greatest things in life is being able to help your family and when you do not have any living family then you realize the importance of the ones you loved. I’ve had contact from several family members so I guess that makes me a strange bird x 2.
The cool thing is I am at total peach with myself and accept that I am an odd duck and different than most. I just have to remind myself whomever I end up sharing my life with will be very happy and appreciate me, the odd duck.
No one can know what fears that criss cross in a soldiers mind. No one can know the pain that festers inside the wounded hearts. No one can ever feel so much pain and emptiness as a soldier.
He tried to deal with the evil of war but the truth be known he couldn’t do it alone. He feared the dark of the night as he was unable to sleep without being attacked or so he was in his dreams.
She was patient and loving and understood more than he would give her credit for. She wasn’t turned off by his loss of lower limbs and she wasnt turned off by him when he cried or screamed out.
She had a sixth sense and she knew how to look beyond the obvious. She was the first woman he had ever had in his life. She was a woman unlike any other and she filled his heart.
She saw threw him and when she looked at him she saw what so many others were blind to. She was sexy as hell and she always made him laugh with her silly antics or actions.
He laughed until he cried when she told him she would rather fuck his prosthetic then his sorry ass. She was a no holds barred type of woman and he enjoyed every minute of their banter.
It had finally come, the time for him to re-enter the world once again. He had no place to call home and no family members walked the earth any longer. He had a worker that helped find him file for his VA benefits and find a small apartment.
He talked about how the government was fucked up and refused to pay for cannabis for soldiers because it was against federal law. He had smoked weed every day when he was at war. The marijuana helped him so much with his post traumatic stress disorder and he was able to function on all cylinders.
She didnt want to seem forward but she didnt want him left alone in a flat over looking some dingy alley way. She asked him to move in with her because she needed help around her house.
He felt useless and she knew it but she also had learned that he was raised on a farm and learned how to grow a garden, slaughter pigs, cows and chickens and he knew how to do woodwork. She knew he would be an asset to her life just as she was to his.
He finally agreed to move in with her but only if he had his own room. He needed a place just for him to get away and to think. She had agreed and made up the extra room just for him.
She was kinky and proud of it as she put the eye bolts in the ceiling of her bedroom. She hung the swing and adjusted it so both of them were at the same height. She loved sex and the thought of hanging spread eagled for him made her wet.
She packed up his things at the hospital and he said his goodbyes to the other nurses and doctors. She put the board on the bed and on the wheelchair and he skooted across the board to his chair.
He was learning to walk with his prosthetics but he wasn’t good enough yet to walk more than a few steps. He was doing fantastic mentally as well as physically and she helped him into the car, packed up his chair and put it in the trunk.
She took him to her favorite restaurant and they had a lovely dinner. He really enjoyed the food because hospital food sucked big time. They chatted about nothing serious and she placed her hand on his leg.
Giving his leg a little squeeze she looked him in the eyes and told him she was going to suck his cock right there. He laughed and didnt believe a word she had said until she started rubbing his cock through his trousers.
She enjoyed the feel of his hardness and she could only imagine how good they would fit together using her sex swing. She undid his belt and pants and slid the zipper all the way down.
His cock loved the freedom as it did that little bounce when he got excited. He was so turned on he didnt know if he could keep from exploding. She stroked his cock with one hand and with the other she ran her finger down the side of his jaw line.
They had already had several glasses of wine and both were feeling quite relaxed. Her lips glided across his cheek and she whispered into his ear. “My sweetheart, my love I am going to wrap my lips around your cock and blow you away, lol”
She looked around and no one was paying them any attention and that is when she moved her hand on his thigh. Slowly running her hand up and down his leg made him crazy with desire.
He couldn’t help but put his hand on her thigh and slowly worked his way under her dress. Finding themselves more than amused both of them reached for the “stars’. Finding her moist, no wet pussy was a victory to him.
He stroked her clit and fingered her wetness and she stroked his cock and teased the head. They were so turned on they had forgotten that they had ordered desert and it sat in front of them begging to be eaten.
She picked up a fork and poked it into the triple chocolate truffle cake serenaded by pure vanilla bean ice cream. She brought it to her lips and let the chocolate masterpiece mingle with her lips.
As soon as she placed the cake on her tongue she slowly closed her eyes and leaned back. This was just plain hog heaven with a nice hard cock in one hand and a chocolate wonder in her other hand.
She continued to stroke his cock and she took the fork with cake and placed it to his lips. He slowly and seductively licked the chocolate icing as he fingered her lovely vagina. He took a bite of the desert and he said loud and clear with his eyes and his hand that he wanted to fuck.
Like two silly ass teenagers, they laughed and giggled like kids and at the same time both of them got up. She surprised him by insisting on paying the bill. Once outside she pushed him up against the wall and kissed him deeply.
The passion oozed from their pores and they french kissed like no one had ever kissed either of them. She removed her heels because she didnt care if her stockings got runs in them. The only distraction she was experiencing was how her feet hurt her and she had to get her heels off.
Now that her feet could breathe and no longer in pain she wrapped her leg around his and pulled him close. She gave his cock a hug with her hand and they both headed towards the car.
He had happened to park under a street light that wasnt working and both of them new that they had to take advantage of the night. They slid into the car and both of them couldn’t control their hands as they removed each others clothing.
He pushed her back into her seat and he pulled up her dress and buried his face into her crotch. Moving the cloth from her crotch to one side he began to lick and suck on her tender clit.
He was a fantastic lover and being an amputee did not hinder him one bit. She ran her fingers through his hair and grabbed a handful as she began to orgasm. He brought to one orgasm then another then another.
She had never had multiple orgasms and her world was totally rocked. She was literally exhausted and she took his face in her hands and kissed him slowly and romantically. She apologized for not reciprocating and she told him so as he had captured every ounce of her energy.
He kissed her gently and they headed home to drink some wine and cuddle next to the fireplace. He couldn’t wait to get her home and bury his cock deep into her wetness. His cock throbbed all the way home and the anticipation was unbearable.
Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence.
Getting rid of a delusion makes us wiser than getting hold of a truth.
“Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.”
“The most authentic thing about us is our capacity to create, to overcome, to endure, to transform, to love and to be greater than our suffering.”
“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.”
As the hours turned into days and days into weeks and weeks into months they had grown quite close. They had quite the active sex life and it was always so exciting for both of them.
He had fallen in love, yes he was in love with this woman and even though they never shared the words, she loved him as well. She watched him transform his mind and body from a weak, ill man to a man of steel.
His biceps were bulging and the rest of his arms and shoulders were pure muscle. He had started lifting weights after she tore into his ass one night. He was feeling sorry for himself and she made it clear there was no room in her life for someone that hovered over the self pity pit.
From that day forward he lifted weights daily and he was extremely strong, at least his upper body strength was admirable. Even though it would take at least a year before his stumps fully shrunk he was not going to let himself become flabby.
She had finished with her other patients and she stopped by to see him. She heard his heavy grunts as he used the board from his bed to his chair. He had to learn to move along the board to get him to his chair. He was a quick learner and he mastered the board quickly but he still had to deal with PSPD.
As he positioned his naked body from the bed to the board, she peeked between the curtains. She admired him for his brain and his body and she always got so damn wet when she saw him.
She quietly walked between the curtains and she placed her hands on his shoulders from behind. He got an instant hard on when he felt her touch and she walked around the chair and board.
She stood before him and she removed her clothing piece by piece. She removed her push up bra and undid her garters from her stockings and she turned around, bent over and removed her stockings.
He loved her ass and the thought that she would go to such a length to excite him made it even more exciting. She slowly removed the fabric of her panties from one hip and then the other.
She was doing a slow, romantic, sexy dance that was amazing to watch. He thought about his girlfriend and how she didnt even want the lights on when they had sex. He once thought he was making love but now knew the difference.
The woman standing before him was so much he couldn’t put it into words. He admired her for her intelligence, wit, sarcasm, sweet, kind, lovable self that she was. The board he sat on was angled from bed to chair which placed his face directly across from her ass.
He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her close to him. He kissed her ass and spread her cheeks and he licked, kissed and sucked on her clit. Her personal fragrance was intoxicating and he could sit there all day entertaining her vag.
She reached through her legs and began to stroke his hardness while he sucked on her. She quickened her pace and she could feel pre ejaculation escaping from the head of his cock. She began to orgasm and stifling her out cries of joy was quite difficult.
She finished her orgasm and turned round quickly and dropped to her knees. She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him as she took him into her mouth. Slowly moving his cock in and out and up and down made him shoot his wad.
She licked his cock clean and she got up and kissed his neck. She loved this man but was so fearful of getting hurt that she wasnt able to tell him. It became quite clear for both of them how each other felt and they communicated so easily telepathically.
They couldn’t keep their hands off of each other and he was already hard as a rock again. She moved slowly but methodically and before she knew it she was sitting on him with each leg on either side of him.
She could feel his cock rubbing against her leg and she positioned herself so she had him inside of her. She moved back and forth as they kissed and his hands searched out her nipples. Caressing her breasts as he teased her nipples while they rocked back and forth brought on strong orgasms for both.
Their relationship was special, not like any that they had had before. They had mutual respect for each other and both being Sapiosexuals made a world of difference. Sex wasn’t just sex it was a deeper, extremely intimate act that brought these two people together in the most extraordinary way.
Both were spiritual and deeply connected to their roots and this was part of the reason they were drawn to each other. They had many similar likes and dislikes and they were passionate about life. They both knew that they were destined to be together because neither could ever turn and walk away as they knew they were to be one.
It all made sense now why she rarely answered his calls, ignored his texts and hadn’t visited him. He had spent thousands of hours thinking about her and his heart didnt want to accept what his head already knew.
He turned over and looked at the curtain as he put piece by piece of a very unattractive picture together. She was selfish, greedy, a liar, a thief of hearts and basically a heartless bitch that could go fuck herself with a red hot poker.
He had all morning and afternoon to think about the cunt and yes she was a cunt. His only desire was to have the day pass quickly so the night shift would clock in. He tossed and turned all day, read the paper, watched the news and was bored as fuck.
He requested a sleeping pill from the afternoon nurse and that helped him sleep away the rest of the afternoon. She entered the ward with the tray of meds and she passed them out at quickly as she could. Returning to the ward he was on, she quickly headed to his bed.
She pulled the curtain back and there he was in all of his glory. Lying on his side, he shifted position and laid on his back. In the midst of getting comfortable the sheet slid off of his naked body.
She couldn’t help but admire him from head to knees. His chest was full and he had a six pack that screamed for her touch. His cock was at half mass and she so wanted to ride him. They are crossed the barrier of nurse/patient but neither cared and they both wanted to be with each other.
They had a mental connection and a physical connection as well. She new that she was alone on the ward and she felt secure enough to remove her clothing. Standing naked before him, she stroked her tender bud as she looked at his cock.
Desiring him was all she thought about so she gingerly climbed on top of him. She stroked his cock and when he began to get further aroused she touched his face delicately with one hand.
He could feel the warmth of her crotch just above her lower abdomen.the touch of her hand made him open his eyes. Slowly he touched her hand and touched her face as well. There connection was electrifying and both felt like they were one with the other.
She leaned over and kissed him and whispered into his ear dear Im going to fuck you like youve never been fucked before. She told him that she admired his cock and she wanted his cock inside of her, all of him.
Moving his cock into position she slowly moved up and down and back and fourth, this excited him so much he couldnt help but shoot his wad inside of her. She made sex fun again and he felt like a man again, if only for a little while.
She stifled out her cries that came with an orgasm and he played with her nipples as she dug her nails into his sides. They laid together over an hour and she listened him talk about the soldiers he had become very good friends with.
He told her about his fiance and she got so pissed at how he had been treated by her. He was a good man, a loving man , a caring man and anyone that didnt want to be with him because he was an amputee was a total idiot.
She could tell instantly that he had so much to offer not only to offer friends and family but any future woman that would enter his life. Her compassion was fresh and always welcome just as her hands roaming his body.
They kissed until both of them were so excited they couldn’t help themselves. She knew it would be painful for him to move so she took the helm. She pulled back the covers and positioned her crotch right above his face as she stroked his cock and balls.
Lowering for him to lick and suck her clit she took his hardness into his mouth. Stroking his cock as she messaged his balls she worked up and down on his cock like a pro. She was very good sexually and she excited him so much that she was unencumbered by the clothing or sheets and blankets.
He sucked and licked and fingered her pussy until his cock was ready to explode. He had her turn around quickly and sit on his member. they moved in unison and both had rock solid orgasms.
She kissed him and thanked him for another wonderful evening and she promised to stop by when she was finished handing out medications.
He finally awoke and turned to look at her and he could see the love and concern in her eyes. The tears rolled down the sides of his face and she placed her hand gently against his cheek.
She told him that he was entitled to feel the way he did and never to make any excuses for what he considered an “emotional weakness”. She no longer would keep a barrier between the two of them and she leaned over and kissed him softly on his lips.
He wasn’t prepared for the reaction of his body but the feelings were all so familiar. His cock bounced up and down and he was so horny he could fuck a shitload of women. He was on painkillers but they didnt stop him from being a “real man”.
They kissed passionately and their hands began to roam each others bodies with no specific location in mind. She ran her hands down his chest and over his abdomen as she slowly sought out his manhood.
He was erect and ready and he actually felt the desire to have sex. Dealing with so many emotions and losses all he wanted at this moment was to have her ride him like a wild woman.
They let their hands roam freely until they found the pleasure spots to please. Her hand fit perfectly around his hard cock. His fingers found her flower of glory and he slowly stroked her bud. Both of them were so horny and both had no control over the fluids that leaked from each other.
He kissed her neck and the passion between them was off the hook. They stroked each other and snuggled as they brought each other to orgasm. She quickly straightened her clothing and continued on her way to pass out the remaining medications on her tray.
He slept without incident and it was the first time in along time he was able to get the rest he needed. He awoke feeling well rested and he felt guilty for cheating on his fiance but he just couldn’t help himself.
Later that morning his fiance came to visit for the first time since her return from school. She wanted nothing more than to be an attorney, not a good attorney, a great attorney. He thought it odd that she hadn’t come to visit him when he arrived back in the states but he understood her studies were so important to her.
She walked down the corridor and found his ward and she walked apprehensively towards his bed which was hidden behind the privacy of curtains. Pulling the curtain aside, she stepped hesitantly until she was able to see his face.
He slept and was so at peace she almost turned and walked out. Pulling up a chair next to his bed she looked down towards his legs and could see there were no legs below his knees.
She had no interest in being with a handicapped male that in her mind could no longer be a real man and probably couldn’t fuck any longer. She didnt want a man in a wheel chair and she didnt want to be pushing that wheelchair.
She was ignorant to the process of an amputee becoming mobile and she thought he would be in a chair the rest of his life. She couldn’t see marrying a man that had to be pushed in an ugly chair.
She had removed her engagement ring several weeks after she heard he had lost both legs. She wanted her freedom at any cost and she thought “this is it, time to cut him loose”. She was more concerned about herself than her soon to be x fiance.
She sat on the hard chair next to the bed and she looked into his angelic face. Tears sprang from her eyes and she felt like her entire future had been blown to pieces at the same time he lost both of his legs.
She was so self centered it never occurred to her that he would be heart broken when she cut him loose. She wanted to get up and leave but she first had to end this relationship of five years.
She refused to touch or kiss him and she spoke his name loud enough to wake him up. He opened his eyes and slowly blinked trying to get his eyes to focus on his lovely fiance. She was beautiful and her body was an hour glass figure.
He was so proud of his lovely woman and their love was so pure he just knew she would stay with him regardless of his physical appearance, or lack of. He gave her that little smile of his that was once so alluring but now only made her feel sick.
They spoke of her schooling and her career to be and she didnt even ask him how he had been. She didnt give a fuck what he had been through and she didnt want to have to deal with him at all. Finally, she said to him, ” we dont have a future together so Im giving you back your ring.”
She pushed back the chair she was sitting in and placed the ring on the night stand. She said, ” good luck Gabriel and have a happy life” and she turned and pulled back the curtains and walked out.
All he could hear was the screams of his fellow countrymen followed by explosion after explosion. He shielded his eyes from the flying sand, metal fragments and body parts along with whatever else was headed his way.
One minute he was laughing with his buddies and the next he was on the ground trying to shake the cobwebs from his brain. He didnt know exactly why he was so disillusioned but he did know he had been hit.
Unaware if he was in heaven or on earth his buddies kept yelling at him to stay with them. He didnt understand why they kept shouting his name because he could hear them just fine.
The next thing he knew he was in the MASH unit listening to others screaming and crying. He finally put things together and he realized he had been hit but he wasnt sure if he had been shot or stepped on a land mine.
Land mines reminded him of the beautiful and precious soul of Princess Diana. He was always so impressed with how selfless she was in so much of her life. He always felt bad for her because she got caught up in something that had been going on for literally years before she was even thought about.
Prince Charles never loved Diana and she was nothing but a blue blood breeder yet she was unaware of her true purpose in Charles life. The queen made it clear that her son would marry a blue blood and raise heirs to the throne.
His thoughts were random and all over the place and he still hadnt found out what had happened to him. War was literally hell and makes one rely on others that are not known very well or at all.
He had terrible pain in his feet which was welcomed because it meant he still had his legs. At least, that is what he had thought but the truth was very raw and ugly which he learned rather quickly as he attempted to get out of bed.
Unaware of phantom pain, he had thrown back the covers and he swung his legs over the side of the bed and doing so made the bloodied bandages on his stumps expose themselves. The site of his legless stumps made him throw up, literally.
She came out of nowhere and quickly put down the tray of meds she was carrying as she walked towards him. He was not the first soldier to become an amputee and he wouldn’t be the last. He was actually one of the lucky ones that survived as he still had his arms and the rest of his body.
She knew his first emotion would be shock and then anger and then the deep depression that took so many of them and refused to let them go. She gathered his blankets and threw them in the dirty sheets bin. She then went and located a mop and bucket and even though it wasn’t her job she mopped up after him.
He told her to get the fuck away from him and when she tried to speak he told her to shut the fuck up and go away. Yes, she was prepared for his hateful words and actions and she was hoping to see signs of depression.
Once he was able to be depressed then he was able to start the healing process. She knew the cycle of life so well and she felt so bad for him. She had brought him music, books, an ipad and a few candy bars.
As the days turned into weeks he had come along way and he no longer was nasty to her but grateful for her. They had become great friends and she always sneaked him extras at meal time.
He woke up every morning with the vision of her in his mind and he couldnt wait to see her at breakfast time. He sat up and as usual waited for her, only to be sorely disappointed as she had been transferred to the midnight shift.
It was Friday night and he decided to wait up for her to come to work only to learn she had the weekend off. A veil of unexpected sadness draped over him and his heart felt heavy.
He hadn’t realized he had such deep feelings for this woman and he found himself missing her so much. The weekend drug on and he had difficulty sleeping because his mind continually wondered to thoughts of her.
She came to work with him on her mind and she couldn’t wait to do her rounds so she could see him. She walked down the center of the ward with a tray full of meds that she handed out as she quietly walked through the ward checking on her patients.
She could hear him long before she saw him and it broke her heart to hear his screams. He fought ugly demons in his sleep and he was never able to sleep without the pain of his war experience.
The post traumatic stress syndrome was a terrible thief of stolen security and he never got any rest. His dreams were never light hearted and pleasant but only he knew the true terror of the night.
When people say they know how you feel they dont have a clue and only the ignorant would want to have a body part amputated for any reason. As he fought with his demons she walked up to his bed.
Putting the covers over him and wiping the sweat from his brow she looked at his face and she could see the terror he was reliving. She had no idea what he had been through and she wouldn’t pretend to know his pain.
She pulled up a chair next to his bed and took his hand in hers. Whispering into his ear she spoke softly and deliberately. She reassured him over and over that he was safe and no one would ever hurt him like this again.
This quote so describes your sorry ass
“The greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our aim too high and falling short, but in setting our aim too low, and achieving our mark.”-
“The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.”
People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I dont believe in circumstances.. The poeple who succeed are the people who look for circumstances they want. And if they cantfind them, they make them
“He who does not punish evil, commands it to be done.”
“The prostitute is not, as feminists claim, the victim of men, but rather their conqueror, an outlaw, who controls the sexual channels between nature and culture”
“Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow”
“In order for one to learn the important lessons of life, one must first overcome a fear each day.”
Some of the best lessons we ever learn are learned from past mistakes. The error of the past is the wisdom and success of the future.
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.”
“He who searches for evil, must first look at his own reflection.”
She stood between the romaine and organics thinking of nothing but the pain she received from her feet. She had foot problems for so many years and even her ankles swelled constantly.
No doctor could help her with her foot issues so she lived with the pain but there were days that the bottom of her feet were so tender she couldn’t stand without a tremendous amount of pain.
She was going to finish her shopping and then get a pedicure. Pedicures always relaxed her and she liked the bright red nail polish on her toes. Her foot hoe would come visit her later that day and he loved her feet.
He loved it when she wore shoes all day and her feet gave off an odor that made his dick hard. He loved the smell, taste softness of her feet and it was an honor for him to suck her toes.
She would allow him an hour of complete bliss and he so loved his time with her. He loved how she was so strong and a no nonsense dominatrix. From the second he entered her dungeon he was in a constant state of arousel.
She ordered him to remove his clothing, fold it neatly and place it on the grey leather chair. He stood in front of her with a partial erection which he knew was not allowed. She walked up to him and lightly let her fingers roam across his chest and down to his groin.
Using her index finger, she lightly tapped on his hard cock and gently let her finger go from the tip to down the side and across his balls. She whispered into his ear, “what a nice cock you have for a toe hoe”.
This made his cock expand to full length and girth and she stood back and watched with amusement. He was embarrassed and his beet red face told the story of the man. He loved being treated as if he were a servant and she always did an excellent job of role play.
She sat down and ordered him onto his knees in front of her. With her legs slightly apart he quickly glanced between her legs and was shocked at what he saw. She was not wearing panties which gave him a birds eye view of her lovely shaved pussy.
This woman was to much as he kept his vision to himself. A strong, confident woman that doesn’t wear panties was his type of treat. She knew he had caught a glance and she chuckled inside knowing she had caught him.
She ordered him to remove her shoes and standing up she ordered him to remove her stockings. This required him to to go up under her skirt and blindly seek the garters holding the stockings up.
Undoing them, he gently rolled down her stockings as she had taught him. Rolling them down kept them from unwanted snags and tears. He asked her to point her toes so the stockings wouldn’t get caught on a nail that was in need of filing.
She let him kiss and lick each toe and he gave each foot a toe bath. Each toe got licked and sucked on and he had purchased some excellent skin cream for her feet. He massaged her feet and ankles and she so enjoyed the feeling.
She worked her way onto the floor and in a sitting position she ordered him to put some cream on his cock. This was the most exciting part of their session besides seeing her bare pussy.
She placed her feet on either side of his cock and stroked him slowly adding pressure as her feet went up and down his shaft. She started out slowly but quickened her pace and before he knew it he had shot his load.
This woman had a kinky side that was adorable but she didnt see a thing kinky about her life. She was one of those people that lived and let live as long as you didnt harm anyone she didnt give a shit what anyone did.
She had always felt comfortable in her own skin no matter if she was thin or thick. There were so many men that got turned on by her. They obviously appreciated an older woman and they told her so.
She was a strong women mentally as well as physically and her children were always surprised to see her do things men usually did. She didnt have muscles like so many younger women but she had that “think young” attitude.
So there he was spent and completely drained and he loved every minute of it. She stood up and walked into the restroom getting a wet wash cloth. She came back and sat on the ottoman ordering him to move close to her.
She cleaned him up with gentleness and he really appreciated her taking the time to wipe away his orgasm evidence. She then ordered him to dress and told him that she would walk him out, which she did and she gave him a warm and friendly hug goodbye.
“Of all the animals, man is the only one that is cruel. He is the only one that inflicts pain for the pleasure of doing it.”
This fits you perfectly
Evil is unspectacular and always humanAnd shares our bed and eats at our own table.
He found himself thinking about her constantly but to afraid of her rejection to go after her. He was glad for the distraction of the World Cup and this time of year was always electric and engaging.
He was always involved with the worlds most loved sport and his hunger and desire to not only have his own hand picked team but to be the one that lead to win the world cup.
He had been offered a coaching position but it just wasn’t the right fit for him at this time. He had no idea what the future held for him but she had flashes of his future for him. She had warned him not to take that career path and he was smart enough to know she was quite psychic and would never steer him wrong.
The World Cup was always full of media and parties of celebration and sometimes these parties got out of control. He got tired of the parties and the media and he just wanted to be left to his own devices without interruption.
He always received an invitation to the most prestigious events and like almost everyone of them he threw into the trash. As he tossed the stack of invites into the trash there was one that grabbed his eye. He picked it up and found himself drawn to this particular event.
It was not associated in any way with the sporting world and he found himself wanting to attend. He walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower and piece by piece he removed his clothing. He looked in the mirror and was happy with what he saw as he found a five o’clock to be quite stylish.
Between his tanned skin, thin frame and good looks he just couldn’t figure out why the woman he wanted was not impressed with him in least. He stepped into the shower with thoughts of her as the water cascaded over his head and down his body.
His cock had decided that it would get hard and demand attention every time he thought of her and today was no exception. He leaned back against the shower wall and he slowly stroked his cock as her vision flooded his mind.
He cupped his balls with one hand while the other hand was full of rock hard cock. He was having rapid fire visions of the woman in different sexual positions and the very thought of fucking her on all fours turned him on. He couldn’t control his cock as he shot cum all over the wet, glass walls.
He had spent all of his morning energy on pleasuring his body but it was time to recharge and move on. He stepped out of the shower and dried himself off, dropping the towel and going into the main part of his room.
He went through his clothing finally deciding on a black pin stripe suit. It was custom made like all of his other clothing and he thought himself to be quite the dapper male. He got dressed, slipped his feet into his custom made shoes and walked back into the bathroom.
He picked up the bottle of mens cologne and put some in his hand and put it on his face and neck. He really liked this cologne as it always brought him compliments from women as well as men.
He examined himself in the mirror and talking to himself he said ” you are one sexy motherfucker now arent you?” and he let out a little laugh as he turned and walked out. He grabbed his wallet off of the dresser as he headed out the door.
Walking out of the hotel into the world of Kazan he embraced the rich culture and history. He was one to enjoy learning about different cities and he appreciated what most living in the area took for granted.
He headed for the waiting car and the driver opened the door and waited for him to enter. Closing the door and heading to the opposite side of the car he thought to himself “what a lucky son of a bitch.”
He slid bd the steering wheel and a voice from the rear of the car told him to go to a certain address. He didnt speak unless spoken to and he was quite discreet and didnt run his mouth about the rich and famous that he drove for.
With his eyes closed and his head leaned back he let his fantasies run astray. He was so into his fantasy that he could imagine how good she tasted and smelled. He was going to conquer her one day but for now he would just have fantasies.
They pulled into the Kazan stadium which was the location of the event. The driver parked, got out and opened the door for his patron. They agreed that he would be called around 11:00 pm.
He entered the room and true to form there was champaign and much mingling going on. He felt out of sorts because not a single person approached him, like he was a nobody. This felt just like when he was ignored by players and he realized this group of men just didnt have the respect for him.
Looking around, the room was filled with unknown faces which was actually good as well as bad. On one hand he didnt want to be bothered but on the other hand no one recognized him which bothered him.
He worked his way to the window and looked down on the stadium and the next thing he knew she was next to him, talking to him but he couldnt hear a word because he was so dazzled by her eyes.
She had penetrating eyes and he felt like she wasn’t just looking at him she was looking throug him and into his soul. This woman oozed with sex appeal and he was so drawn to her he got caught up in the depth of her eyes.
She asked him the same question three times and she finally had to patted him on the ass to get his attention. The pat brought him back to reality and he turned bright red in embarrassment.
Finally able to speak he asked her questions about the event and she was easily forth coming as she was quite knowledgeable and that impressed him. She was very intelligent, sexy and well spoken and that made him want her even more.
It was to loud for them to hear each other and she asked him if he would like to go get coffee. She didnt drink coffee but it was an easy way to get him all to herself. They walked out of the building laughing like two silly hyenas.
Not far down the block was a coffee house and they slipped in and grabbed a corner booth. They chatted and both of them giddy with excitement as they felt the sexual tension between them.
His eyes fell on her lips as she spoke and his mind took him places that he shouldn’t be going to. He could see her on her knees with his cock in her mouth and his hands on her head. His cock was aching and he so wished he could just ask her to fuck him but he didnt think that would go over to well.
She ordered desert with her tea and she was impressed with how good it was. Berries in a cloud was the perfect desert and she asked him if he would like to share. He said no thank you and she said come on at least taste it. She brought the fork filled with the desert to his mouth and teasingly she said open wide my sweetie.
She scooted closer to him and she slipped the fork into his partially opened mouth. She then took a bite herself and to his shock and delight she kissed him. She couldn’t help but to place her hand on his thigh and giving him that naughty smile she told him she wanted him.
For the longest time he was under the impression that she disliked him greatly but obviously he had been wrong. Slowly, she moved her hand up and down the inside of his thigh.
This made him crazy and not being able to control himself he slid out of the booth and grabbed her by the hand. She wanted to play and he would be sure that he gave her exactly what she not only wanted but needed.
They headed back to the hotel and once inside the elevator he gently backed her up against the wall and kissing her with every ounce of passion he had. They started making out and groping at each other.
Finally reaching her floor they moved quickly towards her room. Taking the key from her hand and opening her room door she grabbed his hand and pulled him in. He had never met a woman with this much passion and sexual drive.
She closed and locked the door and pushed him up against the wall and took control. She kissed his neck and slowly peeled away his jacket, shirt pants and briefs. She undressed in front of him and using her stockings she tied his hands behind him.
She fondled his stiff cock and massaging his balls she kissed his neck and chest. She used her other stocking to blind fold him. Surprisingly, he trusted her and let her have her way. She worked her way down the length of his body until she reached her goal.
On her knees she asked him what he would like her to do and he told her “suck my cock until I cum.” She admired his manhood as she slowly licked the tip and then worked her tongue around the head and under side.
She worked his cock inch by inch until she had completely engulfed his hardness. The more she went up and down the more he would moan in pleasure. She had him on the edge numerous times and she got such a thrill knowing she could control his cock.
She finally let him cum and she had him lie down face up on the bed. She tied each wrist to the corner of the bed and she started at his toes. Taking his second toe into her mouth his cock instantly got hard.
He was so turned on as he watched her and he wanted to fuck her so bad that he actually began to beg her to let him have her wetness. She was massaging his ankles and working her way up each leg.
She reached his cock and cradled him between her breasts which were so soft. She stroked him with her boobs and then she let her fingers dance across his skin. She slid up his body and maneuvered his cock into her dripping pleasure point.
Slowly at first, she worked his cock into her and then quickening her pace. She so enjoyed the feel of him in her and he loved to be exactly where he was. She was overtaken by an unexpected orgasm.
She never had vaginal orgasms and it was a total delight to experience it. Falling to one side she put her hand on his chest while she caught her breath. She untied his wrists and before she knew it he had her on all fours and he was mounting her like the stud he was.
placing his hands on her hips he pulled her to him and he slammed into her over and over. She begged him to keep fucking her and he loved hearing her ask for his cock, no beg for it.
Finally, shooting his wad as she began to orgasm with him. It was such a turn on for both of these strong personalities to take control of each other sexually. Both of them spent, they spooned and chatted lightly until they fell into a peaceful slumber. Finally, they had found their soulmates and life could only get better from here.
You are my inspiration and my folly. You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day’s wage. You are my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my transfiguration and purification. You are my rapscallionly fellow vagabond, my tempter and star. I want you.
Inhale when I inhale. Exhale when I exhale. Breathe with me, for two beating hearts breathing one breath together become one.
He had stalked her online for literally years but life had made some cruel and unusual demands on him during that time, but things were finally evening out for him. He loved the single life but he had to admit he liked being in a relationship.
Relationships didnt always make sex available but more often than not he got his dick wet. He traveled extensively but he would chat with her whenever he could and he wanted nothing more than to fuck her.
He was so attracted to her and he thought he was so much smarter than she. He started to realize the Pisces moon woman was pretty true to form if you read about the pisces woman.
He found himself afraid to meet her because she might just call him out on his antics. He had done some things out of jealousy and he felt foolish for being so immature. Every time he chatted with her he felt a little closer to her.
He was making changes in his life and he was going to finally allow himself to meet her. He thought she might respond to him again but then again she may have just had enough of him so this will be the last chance.
He finally accepted the fact that they were soulmates because no matter what they always seemed to reconnect, over and over. He would find himself daydreaming about her and in his minds eye he could see their first meeting.
He promised to meet her in Mexican town and he wouldn’t stand her up even though he so wanted to out of fear. He believed in fate and he knew that it was time to meet this woman.
She entered the restaurant and asked for him by the name he had given her. The waiter led her to his table. She looked at him and with her sly smile as he stood up to greet her. She kissed him on each cheek and then she sat and he followed her move.
They enjoyed a nice mexican meal and they couldn’t get enough of each other. They talked about anything and everything and the chemistry was so electric that they would only be able to ignore it for so long.
They left the restaurant and they headed to the Casino in Greek Town and had coffee and cake. They so enjoyed each others company and both knew that they wanted each other. The evening was getting late so he walked her to her car and before she knew it he had her backed up to the car door.
He quickly put his knee between her legs and his tongue sought out hers as his arms surrounded her. This felt so right, so secure, so perfect. He wanted this woman so bad he could the pre cum dripping down the tip of his cock.
She was soaked and so wanted him to fuck her but she knew never to give up pussy on the first date. She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away telling him that she had a great time but she was heading home alone.
He wasn’t going to give up, yes he was going to get that snatch and they might even enjoy each other enough to continue to see each other. The past hours they spent together gave him an eye opener about this woman. She was so much more than he would have anticipated and they would be tasting each other before long.
Getting rid of a delusion makes us wiser than getting hold of a truth.
Now retired, the billionaire sat back on his private plane scrolling as he usually did on one of the number of cellphones he had with him. No longer young and physically active in the sport that was well known around the globe, he made sure he was still in the limelight in the famous geriatric sport.
When an athlete can no longer contribute to their sport and they are forced to retire they do what their other constituents do, take up the game of golf. These men are A type personalities and so much testosterone dances around the golf course especially during a tournament.
He spent his weekends playing golf with the elite and he had built himself a par 5 which was respectable for an amateur. He had nothing but time and money and that combination afforded him the ability to hire one of the top golf instructors. After learning the game away from the crowd he was able to walk around like the male peacock that he was on the courses others like himself frequented.
Little did he know that she sat in the far corner of the Brabazon Bar sipping on a scotch neat. She watched him intently and his mannerisms she had seen in several pictures and videos.
Yes, she was watching not only up close but afar as well. He thought himself so smart and smug as he played with her online. He pretended to be someone else and he refused to show himself on skype but he had no problem undressing from the waist down and positioning his cam to show his right side from the waist down.
Of course one knows that a penis that is not fully erect does not show its full glory and he hadn’t realized he was presenting himself with his sox on. He thought he saw shock and delight on her face but she was actually amused by his antics as well as his sox.
He contacted her about once a year and chat for three weeks and disappears for another year. He was such a fool because he refused himself the gift and pleasure of her company. He kept coming back to her because like a moth drawn to light he was literally controlled by her.
He constantly looked at her pictures, read her blog and pleasured himself as he played several of her pictures over and over until he squirted his cum into the kleenex. He adored her pictures especially the one that showed her using vibrators.
She wasn’t like anyone he had ever met and she so intrigued him he could never walk away no matter how hard he tried. She wasn’t vanilla in the least and he liked her independence and her sassiness.
He had tried several times to get up the nerve to meet her but he chickened out every time and left her hanging. For the longest time she thought he felt that she was to inferior for him.
Truth be known he wanted her so bad but he feared her rejection. He wanted to not only taste her but to get into her head. He wanted to know everything about her but he didnt want her to know shit about him.
Yes, she observed him from afar as if he were a bug she had never seen before. He was doing that “thing” he does when he is trying to form sentences that sounded intelligent. He would touch his overnight shadow on his chin as if he was protecting himself and he did this every time he talked to reporters.
She wasn’t impressed with him in the least and he could offer her every dime he had and she would walk away. His world was about money and her world was about happiness and he bought and paid for every one is life and that included his family.
She slipped her hand under the table and under her skirt where her fingers sought out that precious area of physical pleaure. She tuned her ears to the sound of laughter across the room. It was the “B’s” table as in billionaire that the laughter came from and as she watched the table, him exactly she stroked herself and brought herself to the edge numerous times.
She had another drink and she finally let herself have a full blown orgasm that rocked her world. Her drink was delivered and she sat back sipping it and giggling to herself. She thought to herself, “if he only knew he just gave me a hell of an orgasm”.
She finished her drink and she headed toward the exit and the closer she got to their table the better she could see his face. He had a bit of marinara sauce on his upper lip so she walked up to him and she wiped his upper lip with the hand that contained her own unique odor.
As she ran her finger across his lip she told him that he had marinara sauce on his upper lip. She removed her hand and headed out the door one could hear her high heels hitting the floor and echoing as she headed towards the elevator and just as she stepped into the elevator he ran up behind her.
She turned to look at him and their eyes locked like two bucks in rut locking horns. The chemistry was off the charts and he moved in and placed his lips softly on hers and their tongues found each other like magnets. Their hands roamed over each others body and she let her hand rest on his hard cock.
She squeezed his cock firmly and his hands roamed across her breasts seeking her illustrious nipples. Once he found his object of affection he gave her nipples a slight pinch which sent shock waves threw her body.
They tore at each others clothes and he stopped the elevator as he had her get on her knees he undid his belt and zipper and let his pants fall as he got on his knees in front her. They kissed with heavy passion and she began to suck his cock and he worked his way to her pleasure point.
It was fantastic 69 and they orgasmed simultaneously and he quickly recovered and his cock was rock hard once again. He turned her around and pulled himself up to mount her like the buck he was.
As he plunged into her she screamed out to him ” fuck me honey, fuck me deep” and as she directed him he followed suit. She continued to talk dirty to him and he got so turned on he shot his wad without warning.
He slowly fell next to her and they cuddled as they burst out laughing. They got up and quickly dressed and he put the elevator back into motion. She pushed 9 and when they reached her floor he followed her.
He was not only arrogant he was narcissistic and he knew he was going to end up spending the night with her. She reached her apartment and he took her key and placed it in the door and pushed it open.
She walked in and quickly turned around telling him that she enjoyed the evening but this is where it ended. He grinned that sheepish grin he had that got him anything he wanted from the female sex. He asked her if he could stop by in the morning and have her kiss is balls for good luck and they both burst out laughing as she closed the door.
…and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other’s sight, as I may say, even for a moment…
Our universe grants every soul a twin—a reflection of themselves—the kindred spirit – And no matter where they are or how far away they are from each other—even if they are in different dimensions, they will always find one another. This is destiny; this is love.
A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person, we’re safe in our own paradise.
My husband was a serious coffee drinker, he would drink several pots per day. I, on the other hand have always been a tea drinker. We would sit at the kitchen table and look out at the empty field as we chatted about non consequential subjects.
For the last six years I have sat at the same table with the same cup looking out at the same field. I went through five years of pure hell after he passed and not only have I been alone I have been ripped off numerous as well as being taken advantage of.
Last year began to break that cycle for me and things have been getting better. I am once again attempting to sell my home as well as my rv. I am so ready to have the financial burden of the properties off my shoulders.
I am looking at a serious downsize as I do not need 2800 sq. ft of living space that has two floors. I am no spring chicken so a small ranch will serve me well. I have never been one hard to please and fancy I can live without. I like nice things but I do not need gold toilets and sinks.
There are so many of us in this world, yes you I am talking to you, the person that has no partner or any companionship in your life. After being alone for the last six years I finally realized why I was alone.
The last six years has given me time to heal, grow, learn about myself, find myself and be myself. This is the year that I will meet the one that is to brighten my days and fill my nights.
Im quite comfortable being alone and enjoy my solitude for the most part. Yes, I do get lonely at times but that to passes. If you enjoy your own company then you can be more enjoyable to others.
I have learned so much since I became a widow and I understand how so many others feel. Losing a spouse is sandwiched between losing a child and losing a parent. I have lost a child, husband and both of my parents so I am well versed in death.
I have felt at times that giving up any hope to meet another man was all I had but I no longer feel that way. I will meet someone and yes we will mesh and yes life will be exciting once again.
Yes, you will have the right person come into your life at the right time and not a minute before. We can not force anything, only wait for it to come to us. Sometimes, the road goes from smooth to bumpy to serious pot holes but in the end you will make it and you will be bestowed with happiness, just dont give up.
The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.
Kindness is more persuasive than force.
When true love exists it can bury any kind of unharmonious seed to wilts n grow any type that is harmonious
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
We constantly kid ourselves about our lives and how we live. We fool ourselves with fake truths and eventually we realize that we are living real lies. We ignore our unhappiness and empty relationships and we lie to ourselves so we can continue to live each day a little less happier.
We wake up each day and ignore all of the signs of love lost and an empty heart. If we were to accept what is real we would make changes that would end our silent suffering. Our relationships are no longer making us complete and all we want is to feel something, anything once again.
We make moves in our lives that we come to regret, if not just a little bit. We think someone younger, prettier and sexier will make us happy. We leave the security of our current relationship and jump into something motivated by sex.
We move out of our current bed and into another thinking this is the happiness we have so longed for. Then, we realize that the sex is no longer exciting and plentiful and we wonder what we traded. We ask ourselves did we make the right move and we realize in many ways we have not.
We let our bodies take over our minds and we throw caution to the wind. Then one day we accept the fake truth that we are not in love with the person we are now with. We finally accept that what we thought was magical was nothing more than a real lie.
Finally, one day we decide to let go of the past as well as the present and we say goodbye to those we thought made us happy. We realize that being alone isnt so bad after all and we are much better off without the younger person we thought would fulfill us.
Then we decide to look for someone that fulfills a part of our past and present. We look for that one person that will help us be a well rounded individual. We look in our immediate surroundings for that person and some even search online.
If you come across someone that you are attracted to but they scare the shit out of you then that is a person you need to pursue. You fear the one that draws you in, for the first time in your life you fear being rejected.
It takes a strong person to make the moves needed to find true fulfillment. Do not fear deleting the person from your life that no longer make you feel that special feeling. Keep your head up and on straight and do what you must to be really happy.
In youth we learn; in age we understand.
Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are.
He sat behind his mahogany desk signing documents with his Fulgor Nocturnus pen which was decorated with 945 black diamonds and 123 rubies. The pen had been a gift from his wife and everyone that saw it admired it.
Like most men his age, his marriage was boring and totally uneventful. They slept in separate bedrooms because he didn’t want to wake her when he worked late. When they first met the sex was hot and exciting and they couldn’t get enough of each other mentally as well as physically.
He would work late and she would pick up carry out and show up unexpected late into the night. They would sit back and eat and drink wine while they chatted about the days events.
She never worried about him cheating because every time she showed up late he was working. He was like so many other stupid men and ended up marrying her because of the great sex.
Over the years the sex waned and they ended up in separate bedrooms which gave him the perfect opportunity to get his dick wet elsewhere, which he did frequently. His personal assistant made sure he had his desires fulfilled.
All he had to do is give her that look and she knew she had to make arrangements with his regular. She came into the office late in the evening and she walked around his desk and kneeled down in front of him.
He never fucked her because he knew that she serviced so many other men. He enjoyed a blowjob and he got so turned on when she would point his penis towards her tits so he could shoot his wad on them.
She would get up and go into his private bathroom and clean herself up. She would walk past his desk and pick up the five, crisp one hundred dollar bills. He didnt look up or even say good bye to her as she exited his office.
His personal assistant’s last day was Friday and he would miss her terribly. She was more than an assistant, she was his confidant, friend, and so much more. He could talk to her about anything and he trusted her implicitly.
He had interviewed so many to fill her position and he was just tired of the same old same old. No one would ever compare to his current assistant and he wished that someone would walk through his door and impress him.
It was late and he left the office and headed to his Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita, which was one of three ever made. The exterior finish was coated with carbon fibers with a diamond dust-impregnated resin. Underneath the lustrous finish lies a 4.8-liter, dual-supercharged V8 with a total output of 1,004 horsepower and 797 pound-feet of torque.
Just like his beloved pen the car was also a gift from his wife for their anniversary. Of course, it was his bank account that paid for all of these luxuries just like most business men. His wife was content not doing much of anything with her life. For entertainment she started a clothing company which kept her busy.
She produced four sons for her husband but the hired help took care of her children and she paid attention to them when the feeling moved her. She didn’t cook or clean and flying around the world to shows exhibiting clothing was her past time.
She had lost interest in her husband as he did with her and they rarely spent more than a half hour in the same room on any given day. They not only had no sexual desire for each other they secretly couldn’t stand each other.
He went home and walked into his study pouring himself a scotch neat. Sitting back in his vitra skape lowback chair with his eyes closed his mind traveled back to the last time he had his dick sucked.
His dick got rock hard and rubbing his cock through his suit made him even harder. He unzipped his trousers and let his hardness spring free and he began to stroke himself. It wouldn’t take long for him to cum and he grabbed several kleenex to catch his fluids.
Between the alcohol and the release he was tired and headed to bed. He sat on the side of his bed remembering earlier days when his wife was the light of his life and no other woman could turn his head.
Resting his head on his pillow his mind wondered to many years earlier when he was madly in love and happy. As he drifted off to sleep he could envision his lovely wife in her see through nighty.
He woke up and did his regular morning routine and headed out the door to his business. He had built a building to house his businesses and it was quite striking. He admired Frank Lloyd Wright and his building reflected it.
“The building had open planning in a break from the traditional closed volume, and to achieve a fluidity of interior space by his frequent elimination of confining walls between rooms.He worked out a new method, known as textile-block slab construction, consisting of double walls of precast concrete blocks tied together with steel reinforcing rods set into both the vertical and the horizontal joints.”
The building was awesome and water flowed freely in many places. The floor had a glass top creek running through it with many beautifully colored fish. It was like following the yellow brick road which lead directly to his office.
She entered the building and all eyes followed her. She was attractive and sexy and she had that something that one couldn’t put a name to. One could tell she was a no nonsense young lady and that she was on a mission.
She followed the creek which wound around the floor and lead directly to his office. She was there because a client had recommended her and that was the only reason. Trying to get a job for the “big man” was not only difficult but you had to have connections.
She introduced herself to the current assistant and she informed her boss that his next appointment had arrived. She was dressed in a business suit and her perfume smelled lovely and several employees followed in her wake to keep the aroma in their noses.
His current assistant opened his door and showed her in and closed the door behind her. She was feeling twinges of jealousy because she instantly knew that this young lady would be her replacement.
She walked into his office but he kept his eyes on the document in front of him. She reached his desk and stood there quietly until he finally acknowledged her. He had already looked over her resume and she did have all of the qualifications that he was looking for.
They chatted several minutes and he told her she had the position and she would start Monday morning. She knew she had the position before she had even entered his office and she would have him wound around her finger before long.
She knew the interview was over when he basically ignored her and continued signing his life away. She stood up and said she would see him Monday morning and she turned and walked towards the door.
He took a quick glance at her backside and his eyes were instantly drawn to the red sole shoes. He new the designer Christian Louboutin as he was a personal friend and his wifes closet was filled to the brim with shoes, especially red sole shoes.
He didnt think anymore about her other than he hoped she wasn’t a disappointment. He went through his uneventful day and headed towards home. His wife had left for India in their private jet and she planned on visiting their clothing business.
Her children had been raised by nanny’s and her oldest son was into movies, her second a soccer player, her third and fourth still in school. Her children had to make arrangements to see their mother, actually they almost had to make an appointment.
She started out life just like everyone else but her husband had turned into what many considered a God in his own right. As the money poured in she found her way around the world of the rich and famous.
She had lost her innocence and had become quite the bitch, she had lost that special feeling for her husband as he had her and it wouldn’t be long before a divorce would finally divide them.
He walked around his home with his standard glass of scotch and he looked at all the things money could buy. His home was a show piece but nothing more and he felt the pang of emptiness take over his heart.
He had several more scotch and he heated up the dinner that the cook had left for him. He was an excellent boss and so nice to his help. He insisted that they take leave of their position early Friday afternoon and enjoy the weekend with their families.
He met with several friends the next day and played golf all weekend. He actually looked forward to Monday morning so he could return to a life that afforded him respect and people clambered to meet with him which made him feel so important.
He went to work on Monday thinking about deals that would be closed that day. Walking past her desk, he barely paid any attention to her presence. The day slowly passed and he decided around 3 pm to have his new assistant send a letter.
She came in with an office iphone that recorded her bosses every word. He knew it sounded stupid but he liked to talk to a living, breathing person. She sat in front of his desk and recorded his verbal letter.
He had made sure that her chair was 10 feet from his desk as he preferred to respond to someone’s entire body and not just the bust. This first letter opened a door to many more letters and their relationship grew.
He had been sizing her up but little he know that she had already sized and measured him. She took stock of how he prepared his coffee, what he ate for lunch, his arrival and office departure times. She knew his favorite colors, colognes and his tailor.
He was comfortable with her and she knew he was attracted to her. She started by slowing wearing blouses that were low cut, she changed her perfume until he commented on the one he liked, her skirts clung to her hips and ass and she always had straight seemed stockings.
When he showed signs of stress in his shoulders, she offered to give him a massage which of course he accepted. She then decided to move up the stakes and when she was called to take a letter she would give him a shock.
As usual, she sat in the chair and recorded the letter. She uncrossed her legs and put them flat on the floor, spreading her knees so he had a nice view. He glanced up and was shocked to see blonde snatch.
No panties??? Wow he was turned on and choked trying to cover up his shock. He was so turned on by the view that he had to wrap up the letter, excuse her and go take care of his throbbing cock.
He went into his private bathroom undid his belt, button and unzipped his trousers and he began to stroke his cock. Slowly at first and then he quickened the pace which brought fourth one of the strongest orgasms he had ever experienced.
He cleaned up and closed his package and left the bathroom. He . picked up his Brooks Brothers raincoat and he headed out of the office. He told her he would be gone the rest of the day and she could leave when she had her work done.
His mind wrapped itself around a picture of her and how he would be fucking the little tease. He could see her bare ass spread waiting for his hard cock. He could feel the warmth of her and the tightness of her snatch.
The next day she had decided that she would make a move on her boss. When he called her in to take a letter she made moves that would blow his mind. She sat down and made sure not to cross her legs. She was giving him quite the view and he leaned over his desk and said to her ” I want to fuck you” and she said “I want to fuck you as well”.
He walked around the desk and pushed her into the desk while he hiked up her skirt. He ran his hand down the crack of her ass and into the wetness. He kissed the back of her neck and slowly got down on his knees.
He spread her legs and licked her asshole and moved to her clit. He fingered her pussy while he sucked on her clit and she cried out as the climax took over her body. She told him she wanted him to fuck her and she so wanted his hard cock.
He put the tip of his cock against her vagina opening and she begged him to fuck her. As he slowly entered her she told him to give her all of his cock and to fuck her hard and fast. He slammed his cock into her and her ass slammed against his lower abdomen making quite the smacking noise.
Both came with a thunderous orgasm and she lowered her skirt as she turned around. She faced her boss and thanked him for the stress reliever and she planned for them to help each other out again.
His marriage was dead and having this young thing in his life gave him a kick and a lift in his step. He began to stay later and later at work and she would walk into his office when she felt like and she would drop to her knees.
He began to fall in love with her and he showed it by buying her whatever she desired. He gave her is credit card and she bought herself everything her heart desired. He even bought her a penthouse and he would visit her often.
When the wife was out of town he would spend those nights with her and he no longer felt any guilt what so ever. If his wife didnt want to please him then he would look elsewhere and that is exactly what he did.
She was so sexy and such a turn on he couldn’t keep his hands off her. She was always engaging in sexual delights like when she walked into his office, lifted her skirt to show him a clean shaven pussy.
She walked around the desk and unzipped his pants and ordered him to hold his hard cock while she sat on his lap. His hardness entering her and his hands on her hips fucking faster and faster.
Another time she came into the office and dropped her pen only to bend over and that allowed him to see her bare ass and snatch. She walked around the desk and took his hand and rubbed his fingers on her wetness. He played with her clit until she screamed out in pleasure.
Over time he no longer wished to see his wife or even speak with her and the time had come to file for a divorce. He followed through and the divorce went smoothly and he moved in with his little sweetheart.
Once a very open and loving woman she now had become quite possessive over time. He traded in a wife for a lover but didnt realize that the jealousy and insecurity would be part of her makeup.
He now realized he had made a huge mistake moving in with her and he now spent time trying to figure out how he could move out on his own. He didnt want to be owned and he wanted to explore other women without being bothered by his girlfriend.
For those that believe no proof is necessary for those that don’t believe no proof is possible
The heels of my boots echoed through the foyer and into the study. Standing in front of the study window, I slowly unzipped my leather jacket and removed each arm and placed it on the back of the chair.
Looking out at the brightness of the snow in my mind I could see myself diving into the snow and coming up into a lake of water. It was one of those days that was reflective of my past and no it wasnt invited into my immediate world.
I sat back in the tall back computer chair, with my hands clasped in my lap and I felt as if I had been hit with a bucket of cold water. Not one for tears very often I could feel the weight of a salty tear hanging on the brim of my lower lashes. I didnt want to let it go but the tear made the decision when it would roll down my face.
I wasn’t prone to full blown crying spells but this single tear worked its way down my cheek leaving a wet, jagged trail. Just a single tear to bring on just as much heartache as crying my heart out.
I tried not to look in my past but the deep, dark tunnel grabbed me and pulled me in like two polar opposite magnets. Memories are suppose to make us laugh, make us smile and we tend to bury the painful ones only allowing them to surface for short periods of time.
The melancholy shower pelted me painfully with memory after memory. The sadness and emptiness I felt enveloped itself around me and wetting the glue and closing of the envelope shut sealed my emotional fate for the day.
Isn’t it funny how we can hide from our spouse, hide from our pets, hide from ourselves but we cannot hide from emotional pain. I have always been one to use my words to express myself, may it be a short story or a poem. My words keep me from hiding and I find writing to be a healing source.
Its terrible how our minds can run videos of the past through our minds over and over. Our emotional state tends to control what video we will see. We could go back to standing in front of a casket looking down at our spouse or best friend.
We could of as easily played the video when our first born child entered the world and the happiness we felt knowing that the child had ten fingers and ten toes and was healthy. My mind is like a room full of videos labeled, referenced and cross referenced again.
I wish I could be a ghost rider and gallop through my mind pulling all the painful videos out and burning them. I cannot figure out why we must relive the past may it be for a second or for an hour.
This particular day was a day of acceptance and truth, I know longer allowed my rose colored glasses to color my world. I took them off and crushed them under the weight of my leather boot.
We can be lead to believe one thing when in fact that one thing has been a lie. Some of us tend to get by each day on a lie and when we finally accept the truth it tends to make the day sad and solemn.
I had played “dress up” in my mind for so long the very thought of accepting anything different just wasnt plausable. As I stripped away all the regal dresses leaving myself standing naked in front of the mirror, the truth washed over me.
I had lived in a fantasy world for the last six years or maybe longer. I think the fantasy world is what helped me get through each day. I no longer wanted to live the fantasy-only the reality. I can tell you its damn hard to accept what is true and what is a lie and its even harder letting go of the helium filled balloons, once let go would float away in the wind with all the lies.
Its called freeing oneself and living life once again. Not all of us are born with a silver spoon in our mouth or the gift and talent to make the world look up to us. I for one have no desire to meet anyone famous or rich. I for one only want the simplest of life, roof over my head, clothes on my back, food on my table, and happiness, yes loads and loads of happiness.
I dont know how many people feel as deeply as I do and it really doesnt matter now does it? Some people display not a single emotional at any time in their lives while others are emotional poster children for all to see.
I have been told that I am to emotional, to fat, to old, to stupid. I have been told these things more than once but it doesnt matter because I know what I am and what I am not. I stand firm in my beliefs and my spirituality is what holds me up when all I want to do is drop to the ground.
Am I special? Are you special? Damn right, everyone of us is special in our own way. We make others smile, laugh, giggle, we make the world a better place. When you have a day like I have had you have to just let it run its course. Then we must pull ourselves by our bootstraps and carry on. We must appreciate ourselves, smile and lock the video room of our mind.
He stood next to the open car door waiting for the supreme mistress. She didn’t walk like most women as she had a sexy glide followed by the strength of a strong woman. She wore a silk top that showed protruding nipples. Her black pin striped pencil skirt hugged her curves and the seam of the back of her stockings were straight as an arrow. Her black high heels accentuated her sexy legs and one just couldn’t take a quick glance but were drawn in.
She was sexy but more than that she was a strong, self assured sexy woman. He reached out his hand and she took it as she bent down to enter the rear of the car. She sat down and slowly rotated her body to position her feet just so.
The delightful aroma of the molecule 1 perfume she wore lingered just outside of the car door. He didn’t want to lose that scent but he closed the door anyway and walked around the rear of the car to enter the other side and sit next to the supreme mistress.
He had been her right hand man for many years and they had built a trust that was solid and protective. If she needed it, he got if for her, if she wanted it he surprised her with it and if she wanted to give a gift to someone special, he would see that it was purchased and wrapped in paper and ribbons of gold lame.
She was very generous but if you took advantage of her, lied to her, stole from her and tried to play her she would drop you so fast your head would spin. She had built a reputation that was solid and only once was she challenged by a mistress in training.
The stupid little twit tried to get the other mistresses in training as well as the seasoned to turn their back on the supreme mistress. Little did she know that the relationships built were solid and no one would ever turn on the supreme mistress.
Just as quickly as she had entered the world of a mistress in training she exited it. No one ever fucked with the supreme and surely not this little bitch. This little twit wanted to attend the week long event at Kumarakom Lake Resort and talked as if she had set up the getaway for all of the other bdsm players.
The twit would definitely be attending the event but not on her terms. She had crossed that very fine line of no return. The supreme mistress was not a physical person and she did not agree with inflicting unwanted pain on anyone. But she was also nobody’s fool and she would not let anyone stab her in the back.
The mistress in training would be used for the amusement of the mistresses that enjoyed inflicting huge amounts of pain on subbies. She would be dressed in a reversed spiked outfit and she would suffer like she had never before.
The supreme mistress had the mistress in training escorted to the private plane and treated like royalty. She was flown to India and delivered to the Kumarakom resort. The beauty was astounding and her room was beyond words.
She had three whole days to enjoy herself before the event took place and she was going to enjoy every minute of it. The supreme made sure that she was catered to and treated like royalty. Everything the supreme did was classy and unexpected.
Most thought that the supreme was going to destroy the mistress in training but that was not the case. The mistress was being built up and she had no idea that she was going to be humiliated, degraded and used for the pleasure of others.
The mistress in training actually thought that the supreme mistress had no idea that she was being torn down behind her back. Nothing got past the supreme and especially when someone thought they had a hands up on her.
She had spent the last 11 months planning this week as she did every year. Her events were beyond desirable and everyone waited with baited breath to receive that lovely invitation that just mesmerized the eyes.
The supreme mistress did everything with class and taste and nothing went unattended to or forgotten about. No one that received an invitation ever turned it down. Everyone attended from around the world.
The Kumarakom Lake Resort was hers to do with as she pleased for an entire week. Money was no object to her and the menu was tailored to each guests liking. The only request she ever turned down was foie gras because of the abuse the ducks would go through.
Everyone had custom made clothing for the event and all of the mistresses were absolutely lovely. The supreme mistress had a headdress of plumes, diamonds, emeralds, pearls and the gold headband had garnet inlayed across the top.
Her leather outfit started around her neck with red leather that was attached to her bustier with a thin leather strap. Her breasts were accentuated with bronze makeup and her outfit hugged her body like a glove. The bottom became one with her lovely ass and the thong just made her look more desirable.
Her leather boots were custom made and they had her initials in red flashing lights. She met with every single guest and they kissed her hand and each cheek as they thanked her for the invitation.
Her subbie stood by her side but one step back and as each guest spoke with his mistress he handed them a single box with their name embossed on the lid. Inside was the key to their private quarters. The higher ranking mistresses stayed in the suites while the mistresses in training stayed in single rooms.
Once settled in everyone met in the dining hall and found their place card and sat down. Some mistresses had their subs sitting on the floor and they would eat their dinner off of a gold plate on the floor.
The supreme mistress sat at the end of the table and she toasted to all of her guests. Everyone was served their meal and as her guests began to eat dinner she touched her head dress which had a button that contacted her subbie who was in charge of the entertainment for the evening.
There were dancers in various stage of dress or completely naked and as they gave a wonderful show the supreme mistress sat back with the smile of a cheshire cat. She had a surprise for her guests and the little twit mistress in training would be taught a lesson she would never forget.
She was escorted to the middle of the floor and before she knew it she was standing naked and forced to bend over and had her wrists tied to her ankles with her chin on a small table which made her face the crowd.
She had a puzzled look on her face as she was literally in shock and had no idea what was going on. The supreme mistress stood up from the end of the table and walked over to the little twit.
She informed her that she was aware of what the mistress in training was trying to do behind her back. She slowly ran her hand with those long pointed fingernails across the cheek of her captured female.
She dug those nails in and droplets of blood sprang from the twits cheek. She turned to her guest and she invited anyone to come enjoy the fruit of the twit. Anything and everything was allowed and some of the mistresses were extremely abusive.
She had all new toys specifically for this week and she invited the most abusive mistress to enjoy herself. The mistress walked over and removed the whip which she cracked several times to get a feel for it.
She walked up to the twit and slapped her ass hard then stepped back and cracked the whip on her ass. The whip cut her skin and the blood sprang from her fresh wound. She whimpered like a puppy and the whip cracked again.
She begged for the whipping to stop and the mistress walked in front of the twit and faced her. She told the twit that she was not only foolish but stupid to ever cross the supreme mistress. The twit began to apologize over and over to no avail.
Several subbies were ordered to stand behind of the twit one oiled up her virgin asshole while the other slid on his condom. He placed his hands on her hips and the abusive mistress ordered him to pile drive the virgin ass.
He did as he was told and as she cried out while the other subbie shoved his hard cock into her mouth. The abuse continued and another abusive mistress introduced a german shepherd into the mix.
As the dog mounted her the supreme mistress had her photographer taking photos. She was actually sickened my the use of the dog but she couldn’t allow the twit to try to tear her empire down and take over.
Once she reached the point that she couldn’t stomach any more of the evening she excused herself. Her guests were free to enjoy the resort and do what they liked and she was ready to retire for the night as she was exhausted.
Her subby removed her head dress, boots and her outfit, he helped her slide into bed naked. He loved how lovely her body was at her age but he would never make an advance towards her. He knew his place and hers and he would be happy with the relationship he had with her.
She ordered her subbie to go check on the twit and to be sure her wounds were taken care of. She also ordered her subbie to be sure that the twit was helped into her bed and offered some pain meds for the night.
She laid her head upon the feather pillow and let her eyelids gently close. Behind those eyes she began to dream about the week. Her last waking thought was the twit definitely learned a lesson.
“If men could only know each other, they would neither idolize nor hate.”
“And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.”
“Some of us think holding on makes us strong but sometimes it is letting go”
The sea is dangerous and its storms terrible, but these obstacles have never been sufficient reason to remain ashore…unlike the mediocre, intrepid spirits seek victory over those things that seem impossible…it is with an iron will that they embark on the most daring of all endeavors…to meet the shadowy future without fear and conquer the unknown.
A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it.
Truth is everybody is going to hurt you: you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for. Bob Marley
Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world. Constantly color your picture gray, and your picture will always be bleak. Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, and your picture begins to lighten up.
“If you are not willing to risk the unusual, you will have to settle for the ordinary.”
The last five years of my life have been a rollercoaster of lessons and bad luck. I have tried to do the best I can and so far I have survived. I havent dated anyone since my husband died in 2011 and that is tied to my children.
I brought two children into this world and they have been my focus. When you are a single parent with children and you date other people then the trouble begins. More often than not the one you are dating cannot keep their mouth shut.
Our kids tend to say mean and hateful things to us and treat us poorly at times and our significant other cant stand it. They have to make remarks that do nothing but spur on anger and that puts distance between two people.
My kids are basically on their own as both are legal adults even though my son is still living at home. He is finally growing up as he is working seven days a week for minimum wage and going to school full time.
I am the typical mother or maybe I am not but when my children need something I do my best to see that they get it. Im not talking about giving them stuff because they want it, no I give them things they need. My son was telling me how cold his feet were as he works in a warehouse that isnt heated.
I bought him some really warm sox and some long underwear and he actually thanked me, which I was shocked. He’s trying to be a good father to his newborn daughter but the boy is so tired.
His girlfriend doesnt do a damn thing all day except fuck around on the computer and shove a tit in the mouth of the crying baby. She had the nerve to tell me she didnt want me holding the baby when she cried because that would spoil her, who in the fuck does she think she’s talking to????
I raised two children, worked full time and went to school so I think I know a thing or two about crying babies. My son and the gf will not stay together because my son cannot stand how lazy she is. This makes me laugh because he is no Mr. Clean but he is realizing that he cannot tolerate a messy house or bedroom.
I am finally ready to move on in my life and I am leaving alot of garbage behind me. I no longer will be played on the internet and I dont care if I ever talk to YOU again. I once was fascinated by YOU but you are so immature and full of yourself I have no desire to wait around for you. You could have met me long ago but you have chosen not to so Im wishing you good luck and happiness even though you wont find either.
You cant buy love and being a free agent was fun for awhile but now you are bored and tired of the immature little twits you have spent time with. My dear, I do not wish to be wealthy or to be with anyone that is. Money is evil and those controlling it abuse their power and you are no exception.
One day you will wake up and want to be happy, want to be with someone because they want to be with you and not with you for what you have. Im sure you think you are all that but underneath you are just another insecure boy hiding in a man’s body.
Im starting the New Year off right as I will be spending the first week of 2017 in the Dominican Republic with my daugher. Im looking forward to peace and quiet and the warmth of the sun on my body, wouldn’t you just love to be the one warming my body????? lol you silly boy………
Parents are the bones on which their children sharpen their teeth
You see what power is – holding someone else’s fear in your hand and showing it to them.
The influence of a mother in the lives of her children is beyond calculation
The chief danger in life is that you may take too many precautions.