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I suppose it could be worse, you coul dbe flippin burgers at Burger King. You might even get the same supervisor I had - Jeanette. Jeanette was well into her 60s. She didn't have many teeth left, she was diabetic but drank enough coffee so that none of the other empolyees woul dhave to. Her few remaining teeth were coffee stained. Her accent and her teeth made her speech so slurred and drawled out, that you needed a translator. She'd spend her time, sitting in the dining area, drinking coffee, and doing "paperwork" while chain smoking. Sometimes, she'd do this in the 3'x3' space that was the office. And if we were short-handed or busy, she'd work the register, but never the drive-thru.
Though, I suppose, at least you have to think about mustard and mayo and which the customer does or doesn't want. And you have to watch the burgers fall. But it's hot and smelly. Security isn't hot and smelly.
Either way, I'm sorry you're having to work a crappy job and that you're in finacial trouble. But perk up DVS, perhaps we can vote in a new adminstration come November and maybe that new administration will do well to improve the economy. Probably not but let's hope anyways.
Though, I suppose, at least you have to think about mustard and mayo and which the customer does or doesn't want. And you have to watch the burgers fall. But it's hot and smelly. Security isn't hot and smelly.
Either way, I'm sorry you're having to work a crappy job and that you're in finacial trouble. But perk up DVS, perhaps we can vote in a new adminstration come November and maybe that new administration will do well to improve the economy. Probably not but let's hope anyways.
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Economic cycles have little to do with which administration is in power.
Gross domestic product increased in July through September at an 8.2% annual rate, the Commerce Department said Tuesday. It was the economy's best quarterly performance since the last three months of 1983.
Gross domestic product increased in July through September at an 8.2% annual rate, the Commerce Department said Tuesday. It was the economy's best quarterly performance since the last three months of 1983.
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The problem now is the economy has been bad for so long, employers are finding ways to cut IT corners. The jobs that are coming back are very low pay, but you need expensive MS certifications.
But, because they need work, there are some that will take these jobs for pitiful pay. That is making a bad statement to the employers. It says the worker will do the job for very little money. That's not good for the worker with a degree. It weakens your education rather quickly.
In the past, companies would pay for certification classes. Now, the worker must have them before they are even considered for the job. And, in most cases, the certification isn't needed for the job. It's just leverage to thin out the potential job seekers.
There are literally thousands of unemployed IT workers looking for jobs that aren't there. These MS certifications cost thousands and are only good for a couple of years, before you need to spend more to update them to the new products.
NAFTA took many of the jobs overseas. Companies pay much less to send their tech support calls over to India. It doesn't matter the person you talk to speaks broken English when he explains how you should fix your software. They are saving a bundle! That's the bottom line.
OK, I think the next tangent I'm on will be a sexual one. Yep, I could go on for hours. Talking about sex for hours is a lot more fun than talking about why I don't have a job in my trained field.
Oh, I'm trained in my sexual field, too. I'm a professional!!!!
But, because they need work, there are some that will take these jobs for pitiful pay. That is making a bad statement to the employers. It says the worker will do the job for very little money. That's not good for the worker with a degree. It weakens your education rather quickly.
In the past, companies would pay for certification classes. Now, the worker must have them before they are even considered for the job. And, in most cases, the certification isn't needed for the job. It's just leverage to thin out the potential job seekers.
There are literally thousands of unemployed IT workers looking for jobs that aren't there. These MS certifications cost thousands and are only good for a couple of years, before you need to spend more to update them to the new products.
NAFTA took many of the jobs overseas. Companies pay much less to send their tech support calls over to India. It doesn't matter the person you talk to speaks broken English when he explains how you should fix your software. They are saving a bundle! That's the bottom line.
OK, I think the next tangent I'm on will be a sexual one. Yep, I could go on for hours. Talking about sex for hours is a lot more fun than talking about why I don't have a job in my trained field.
Oh, I'm trained in my sexual field, too. I'm a professional!!!!
DVS, I just read one of your stories... I think I would enjoy your sexual tangents. Lol. I think you should get one of those old school recorderes with the little microvphones... and as you walk around, you mind strays, and you dictate to your recorder the dirty wonderful thoughts your mind can produce. Then when you get home... perhaps some software that will turn it into type for you while you snooze on eth couch with a cup of coffee in your hand? Lol. Or you could just upload the sound bites and give some of the women here at Lit something to masturbate to.
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OK, I've got a sexual tangent for you. I met a very pretty woman a few years back. She is one of those that is very excited when you treat her like a naughty little girl and tell her to pull her jeans down for a spanking.
The ritual is nearly as powerful as the spanking itself for her. And, to top it all off, I was the first to sexually spank her. She was in true heaven.
While she was there, with her jeans and panties around her ankles, and over my lap, ass up in the air, I was doing a great job of reddening her behind. She was grunting and moaning and yelping all at the same time.
I was talking to her like she had been a naughty girl, and she was playing her part, too. Being an elementary teacher probably helped her in that area. She is in her low 40s, very pretty, and a figure to match. I loved spanking that ass of hers.
Well, while I was spanking her naked ass, she tried to cover her ass with her hands. I grabbed her wrists and held them at the small of her back and continued to smack away at her behind. That took her into the stratosphere, let me tell you. She came all over my leg.
Of course, I didn't stop spanking her, because I wasn't finished with her. She spent the rest of that evening with me, and she is a bit of an exhibitionist. I cuffed her wrists behind her back and drove down one of the busiest streets in the area at high noon.
She had no panties on and her skirt was up around her waist. I was tormenting her clit while telling her how naughty of a girl she had been. She was so hot and bothered, that she wanted me to hurry to my house so I could fuck her. Obviously that wasn't possible in such a large city at high noon.
There are too many cars on the road to hurry. So, I had the advantage over her. She couldn't stop me from playing with her clit, and she couldn't change the traffic situation, either.
She just had to take what I was giving her for a few more miles. Within one of those miles a rather large SUV came up beside us. He looked down at what was happening in my car and nearly wrecked his SUV.
She looked at him with her wanting eyes, and he couldn't get enough. She said he stuck out his tongue at her, and moved it in a lewd motion. Id didn't see any of this, because I was busy driving the car and tormenting her clit.
Neadless to say, it was a fun evening when we got to my house, after such a car ride. She got spanked again, and I took her doggie style with her wrists and ankles bound together. She was on her knees with her head down to the floor. I think she loved it nearly as much as I did.
After that day, she left her husband (he was controlling in a bad way) and moved to another city to live and start a new life. I didn't expect to ever see her again, but...
OK, I've set this up as well as I could. Move up to the present day. She came by my house over the Christmas holiday and although I wasn't home, she left a note that she had been there.
I emailed her and she wanted to come visit to rekindle some of the times whe had before. But, to compound things a bit, she said she had met someone and was in love with him.
She said he was not as dominant as I was, but he was getting there. In the mean time, she wanted her bottom reddened just as I had done it, in the years earier. OK, what was I to say? I said SURE!
Well, she had to go back to teaching one day, so we tried to get together before that. But, an ice storm canceled that first date. Then, I got run off the road by a wayward snow plow, and messed my car up. This made it difficult to meet, yet again.
Time to go back to school arrived and our schedules clashed. She said she could come visit any day after school. All I had to do was say what day and time, and she would have her naughty ass there.
She sent me emails that has scenarios of what she thought might happen when she would visit. Let me tell you, they were quite interesting emails. And, I responded with a few suggestions of my own.
She doesn't think she is kinky, but some of the things she suggested were fairly kinky, because she is a bit of an exhibitionist.
See, at the present time, I don't have any neighbors. The houses on both sides of mine are empty, so I was going to take her out to my back yard and suspend her from a tree. She liked that idea a lot, and even said she thought she deserved to be taken "out back" for a whuppin'.
Are you still with me?
OK, several emails pass, and also several more days we could meet pass. We are now into the new year, and still she hasn't come for a visit. It's been two weeks since she left a note on my door.
I wanted to meet her Wednesday after her school, but she said she couldn't. So, she said how about Friday or Saturday? I said Saturday was good for me. But, today, after all of this happening, she sent me an email that said she had been spanked by her boyfriend and he has gotten bolder in his ways.
She said she would hate to damage anything she has built with him, in the sexual or with his spanking ways. She said she would still come meet me, as long as I understand this.
I have no idea what she means, as we were not lovers, but just play partners. I am not trying to take her away from this guy, and she knows it. I just don't understand what she is now trying to tell me.
I think she is finally getting what she craves from him, and she feels a little guilty that she even thought of going to someone else (me) for what she now seems to be getting from him.
And, she also didn't want her bottom to be red after our meeting, because he would see it and ask too many questions. OK, anyone who knows about sexual spanking, there is no real way to keep that bottom from getting red. Well, not if you spank it, that is.
So, I'm not looking for answers from anyone. I'm just going off on a tangent about it. At this point, I'm ready to pack it all in and let her train her boyfriend to be a Dom all on her own.
Yes, I had offered to give her pointers on how she could get him to be more forceful with her. He knows that she craves a spanking from time to time, but he is still timid in that area.
The way I feel now, if she came into my house, I would like to blister her behind but good. I don't think that would be a good thing to do. She knows I will do as she wishes, and she can trust me to control myself in all areas. I've done it before and would do it again.
But, I think she really needs to move on and let me calm down. I rmember that pretty ass and how she squirmed when I spanked her. I remember how I rubbed her clit and got her to admit to being such a naughty, naughty girl. I remember how her face looked when I told her to strip and get across my lap. I remember all of this and more.
I sent her an email. I told her to do what she thought was the right thing to do. I haven't heard from her. She will either show up tomorrow afternoon, or not. Right now, I don't know which I would prefer, and I can't believe my own ears. I guess I'm just burned out with this situation, and it's too bad.
The ritual is nearly as powerful as the spanking itself for her. And, to top it all off, I was the first to sexually spank her. She was in true heaven.
While she was there, with her jeans and panties around her ankles, and over my lap, ass up in the air, I was doing a great job of reddening her behind. She was grunting and moaning and yelping all at the same time.
I was talking to her like she had been a naughty girl, and she was playing her part, too. Being an elementary teacher probably helped her in that area. She is in her low 40s, very pretty, and a figure to match. I loved spanking that ass of hers.
Well, while I was spanking her naked ass, she tried to cover her ass with her hands. I grabbed her wrists and held them at the small of her back and continued to smack away at her behind. That took her into the stratosphere, let me tell you. She came all over my leg.
Of course, I didn't stop spanking her, because I wasn't finished with her. She spent the rest of that evening with me, and she is a bit of an exhibitionist. I cuffed her wrists behind her back and drove down one of the busiest streets in the area at high noon.
She had no panties on and her skirt was up around her waist. I was tormenting her clit while telling her how naughty of a girl she had been. She was so hot and bothered, that she wanted me to hurry to my house so I could fuck her. Obviously that wasn't possible in such a large city at high noon.
There are too many cars on the road to hurry. So, I had the advantage over her. She couldn't stop me from playing with her clit, and she couldn't change the traffic situation, either.
She just had to take what I was giving her for a few more miles. Within one of those miles a rather large SUV came up beside us. He looked down at what was happening in my car and nearly wrecked his SUV.
She looked at him with her wanting eyes, and he couldn't get enough. She said he stuck out his tongue at her, and moved it in a lewd motion. Id didn't see any of this, because I was busy driving the car and tormenting her clit.
Neadless to say, it was a fun evening when we got to my house, after such a car ride. She got spanked again, and I took her doggie style with her wrists and ankles bound together. She was on her knees with her head down to the floor. I think she loved it nearly as much as I did.
After that day, she left her husband (he was controlling in a bad way) and moved to another city to live and start a new life. I didn't expect to ever see her again, but...
OK, I've set this up as well as I could. Move up to the present day. She came by my house over the Christmas holiday and although I wasn't home, she left a note that she had been there.
I emailed her and she wanted to come visit to rekindle some of the times whe had before. But, to compound things a bit, she said she had met someone and was in love with him.
She said he was not as dominant as I was, but he was getting there. In the mean time, she wanted her bottom reddened just as I had done it, in the years earier. OK, what was I to say? I said SURE!
Well, she had to go back to teaching one day, so we tried to get together before that. But, an ice storm canceled that first date. Then, I got run off the road by a wayward snow plow, and messed my car up. This made it difficult to meet, yet again.
Time to go back to school arrived and our schedules clashed. She said she could come visit any day after school. All I had to do was say what day and time, and she would have her naughty ass there.
She sent me emails that has scenarios of what she thought might happen when she would visit. Let me tell you, they were quite interesting emails. And, I responded with a few suggestions of my own.
She doesn't think she is kinky, but some of the things she suggested were fairly kinky, because she is a bit of an exhibitionist.
See, at the present time, I don't have any neighbors. The houses on both sides of mine are empty, so I was going to take her out to my back yard and suspend her from a tree. She liked that idea a lot, and even said she thought she deserved to be taken "out back" for a whuppin'.
Are you still with me?
OK, several emails pass, and also several more days we could meet pass. We are now into the new year, and still she hasn't come for a visit. It's been two weeks since she left a note on my door.
I wanted to meet her Wednesday after her school, but she said she couldn't. So, she said how about Friday or Saturday? I said Saturday was good for me. But, today, after all of this happening, she sent me an email that said she had been spanked by her boyfriend and he has gotten bolder in his ways.
She said she would hate to damage anything she has built with him, in the sexual or with his spanking ways. She said she would still come meet me, as long as I understand this.
I have no idea what she means, as we were not lovers, but just play partners. I am not trying to take her away from this guy, and she knows it. I just don't understand what she is now trying to tell me.
I think she is finally getting what she craves from him, and she feels a little guilty that she even thought of going to someone else (me) for what she now seems to be getting from him.
And, she also didn't want her bottom to be red after our meeting, because he would see it and ask too many questions. OK, anyone who knows about sexual spanking, there is no real way to keep that bottom from getting red. Well, not if you spank it, that is.
So, I'm not looking for answers from anyone. I'm just going off on a tangent about it. At this point, I'm ready to pack it all in and let her train her boyfriend to be a Dom all on her own.
Yes, I had offered to give her pointers on how she could get him to be more forceful with her. He knows that she craves a spanking from time to time, but he is still timid in that area.
The way I feel now, if she came into my house, I would like to blister her behind but good. I don't think that would be a good thing to do. She knows I will do as she wishes, and she can trust me to control myself in all areas. I've done it before and would do it again.
But, I think she really needs to move on and let me calm down. I rmember that pretty ass and how she squirmed when I spanked her. I remember how I rubbed her clit and got her to admit to being such a naughty, naughty girl. I remember how her face looked when I told her to strip and get across my lap. I remember all of this and more.
I sent her an email. I told her to do what she thought was the right thing to do. I haven't heard from her. She will either show up tomorrow afternoon, or not. Right now, I don't know which I would prefer, and I can't believe my own ears. I guess I'm just burned out with this situation, and it's too bad.
DVS, I think you need a week somewhere warm with a moslty naked woman at your disposal.
And all this talk reminds me of my own little story. I haven't been masturabting much in the past two months. I seem to have hit a low spot. But last night, I called that guy - the one I'm chatting with. But he was out with friends so asked if he could call me the next day (though he called later that night). But I was feeling all excited - or the nervousness needed to be let off. Whatever.
So I got my toys out, Cleaned the dust off. And jumped into my bed naked. Well in a short time, I was so wet it was poolin in the crack of my ass and leaving a large wet spot on my bed. Silly me, I didn't put a towel down so my sheets got soggy. But I was having a grand old time when I deciding to go at it standing up - such a wonderful tension wanting to collapse to the feelings and ye thave to hold yourself up. Well to make a long story short, I ended up, bent over my own bed. It's 3 mattresses high so just the right height for me to bend down on it, my breasts and the side of my face pressed there, my hand underneath me, holding the dildo and ramming it in and out.... oh it was a glorious thing. And I loved the position as evidenced by the chewing on the sheets orgasms I had. I've never had anyone actually do me in such a fashion nor do myself in quite that way. I had to shower afterwards - that's when I got the phone call. I still haven;t told him that as we chatted, I was curled up naked in my bed, fresh from a rousing self-fuck.
Lol... do you think he'd be interested to know?
I think I like the nature of these sexual tangents.
And all this talk reminds me of my own little story. I haven't been masturabting much in the past two months. I seem to have hit a low spot. But last night, I called that guy - the one I'm chatting with. But he was out with friends so asked if he could call me the next day (though he called later that night). But I was feeling all excited - or the nervousness needed to be let off. Whatever.
So I got my toys out, Cleaned the dust off. And jumped into my bed naked. Well in a short time, I was so wet it was poolin in the crack of my ass and leaving a large wet spot on my bed. Silly me, I didn't put a towel down so my sheets got soggy. But I was having a grand old time when I deciding to go at it standing up - such a wonderful tension wanting to collapse to the feelings and ye thave to hold yourself up. Well to make a long story short, I ended up, bent over my own bed. It's 3 mattresses high so just the right height for me to bend down on it, my breasts and the side of my face pressed there, my hand underneath me, holding the dildo and ramming it in and out.... oh it was a glorious thing. And I loved the position as evidenced by the chewing on the sheets orgasms I had. I've never had anyone actually do me in such a fashion nor do myself in quite that way. I had to shower afterwards - that's when I got the phone call. I still haven;t told him that as we chatted, I was curled up naked in my bed, fresh from a rousing self-fuck.
Lol... do you think he'd be interested to know?
I think I like the nature of these sexual tangents.
DVS
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SkylineBlue said:
Mostly naked women? Do you mean women who are mostly naked, or some women who are naked and some who would be if I so desired? Either way, I would tend to agree with you.
If it were me, and you had chewed a hole in the bed sheets, I would like to know what you were thinking about at the time. Amunition for the future, you see.SkylineBlue said:
The same thoughts that distracted me once or twice today at work. And sent pulsing, clenching buzzing sensations to my pussy. Of course, I was shocked and had to refocus on my computer screen like the good little employee I am.
... of a man, his cock hard, pressed up behind me. His cock there, against my ass, him rubbing it against me as he roughly caresses my breasts. Handfuls of my large breasts being massaged, my neck being nuzzled, me hot for it. Wanting to spread my legs, being stopped by him, pressed downwards into the bed or against a wall as he continues working me further into a frenzy. Me asking please as he consents and allows me to spread my legs so he can slide into my wetness....
... of a man, his cock hard, pressed up behind me. His cock there, against my ass, him rubbing it against me as he roughly caresses my breasts. Handfuls of my large breasts being massaged, my neck being nuzzled, me hot for it. Wanting to spread my legs, being stopped by him, pressed downwards into the bed or against a wall as he continues working me further into a frenzy. Me asking please as he consents and allows me to spread my legs so he can slide into my wetness....
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Speaking of work, why don't you share with the world your Hole Punch confetti story? 
Since you insist....
My first day ... I was being heaped with papers filled with AutoCAD how tos and commands and layering guidelines - all sorts of non-kinky stuff. So I went and found a binder. But none of my papers had an holes so I went to the secretary to ask where the three hole punch was and also, dividers. She's a lovely lady by the way, perfectly natural body, slender in a lovely way with a small waist and medium breasts. She likes to wear knee length boots and skirts that split up the back. So I was admiring her skirt and her boots as I followed her to the first supply room ( we have many in our architectural firm). There she found the industrial size three hole punch which she handed to me with instructions to take it whenever I wished but to return it promptly and then she told me to follow her to the other supply room (also a copy room - the first being more of a mail room). So I follow her, once again admiring her boots. And I twist my arm as I am carrying the hold punch and bang! CONFETTI EVERYWHERE. The carpet is white with these little round bits of paper. And it being my first day, I'm mortified.
I asked immediately where the vacuum was as I apologized and blushed. But she insisted I nevermind, she would get it. I felt so wretched, but I took her up on it, being sooo embarased and also, having a lot to do. Well later I hear one of the architects riding one of the other architects who was assigned the task of vaccuming when he discovered the secretary struggling with the vacuum.
Damned secretaries and their lovely legs.
My first day ... I was being heaped with papers filled with AutoCAD how tos and commands and layering guidelines - all sorts of non-kinky stuff. So I went and found a binder. But none of my papers had an holes so I went to the secretary to ask where the three hole punch was and also, dividers. She's a lovely lady by the way, perfectly natural body, slender in a lovely way with a small waist and medium breasts. She likes to wear knee length boots and skirts that split up the back. So I was admiring her skirt and her boots as I followed her to the first supply room ( we have many in our architectural firm). There she found the industrial size three hole punch which she handed to me with instructions to take it whenever I wished but to return it promptly and then she told me to follow her to the other supply room (also a copy room - the first being more of a mail room). So I follow her, once again admiring her boots. And I twist my arm as I am carrying the hold punch and bang! CONFETTI EVERYWHERE. The carpet is white with these little round bits of paper. And it being my first day, I'm mortified.
I asked immediately where the vacuum was as I apologized and blushed. But she insisted I nevermind, she would get it. I felt so wretched, but I took her up on it, being sooo embarased and also, having a lot to do. Well later I hear one of the architects riding one of the other architects who was assigned the task of vaccuming when he discovered the secretary struggling with the vacuum.
Damned secretaries and their lovely legs.
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hmmm.... I wonder if the architect that cleaned it up for her did so because he didn't like the thought of a lovely woman on her hands and knees with her skirt riding high picking bits of confetti out of the carpet.... though IMO the scene would only be complete if she was trying to pick them up quickly, being prodded on by a cane, flogger or paddle on that lovely ass you described...
Or maybe she needed to answer the phone or sign for some package or something.
you know i like that scene. it sounds delightfully hot. and i think you have just the tools for such a scene, i should think that submissive of yours is either glaring in my general direction or squirming in excitiment. I'm thinking probably a little of both
you know i like that scene. it sounds delightfully hot. and i think you have just the tools for such a scene, i should think that submissive of yours is either glaring in my general direction or squirming in excitiment. I'm thinking probably a little of both
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SkylineBlue said:
She'd be the first to tell you that she is NOT submissive. not by a long shot. She is a SLAVE. (I know, I've heard it from her a few times
)i think i have a complex. jealousy of a slave. i cannot be one but wish i could but wish i couldn't so and am jealous of their ability to surrender themselves so completely.... though i suppose to i am young yet and inexperienced still as a few people are fond of reminding me...
and here's a tangent. i wish peopole would stop telling me i need training. if i didn't know and feel that, i wouldn't be seeking a dominant as eagerly yet carefully as i am. its frustrating and disheartening to be told that as if i was a bad submissive when i have no chance to submit to a dominant thta can claim me.
and here's a tangent. i wish peopole would stop telling me i need training. if i didn't know and feel that, i wouldn't be seeking a dominant as eagerly yet carefully as i am. its frustrating and disheartening to be told that as if i was a bad submissive when i have no chance to submit to a dominant thta can claim me.
i was just thinking about my sharpie.... i know this is weird but sometimes i like the look of paint or ink on my skin if its dark enough... oh i want to be able to wash it off but ... do you think i have one of those fetishes?
if you ever watch hbo's sex shows - you might have seen this episdoe about a popular english fetish wherein girls roll around in gooey wet stuff - anything fom honey to paint. the thing is, they splatter themselves. they paint themselves or are painted or splattered. something about it is so terribly sexy in a rather messy way. i think i'd love letting a man paint my body. letting him swirl a cool brush against my skin, the feeling of the paint drying. knowing i've given him control to mark me in whatever way he pleases. to watch his face as he careful strokes my breasts with the soft bristles of the paint soaked brush.. or to be at his mercy as he throws waterballons filled with water or paint or something at me, against a canvas. covering me with paint. photographing me against his background, and then, framing the profile, hanging it in our home...... lol
wonderful the things you can post on a tangent thread
if you ever watch hbo's sex shows - you might have seen this episdoe about a popular english fetish wherein girls roll around in gooey wet stuff - anything fom honey to paint. the thing is, they splatter themselves. they paint themselves or are painted or splattered. something about it is so terribly sexy in a rather messy way. i think i'd love letting a man paint my body. letting him swirl a cool brush against my skin, the feeling of the paint drying. knowing i've given him control to mark me in whatever way he pleases. to watch his face as he careful strokes my breasts with the soft bristles of the paint soaked brush.. or to be at his mercy as he throws waterballons filled with water or paint or something at me, against a canvas. covering me with paint. photographing me against his background, and then, framing the profile, hanging it in our home...... lol
wonderful the things you can post on a tangent thread
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Skin Calligraphy
Peter Greenaway's film, The Pillow Book.
Peter Greenaway's film, The Pillow Book.
maybe i'm just off my rocker - but i find this highly erotic.... http://www.sharpie.com/sanford/consumer/sharpie/productcatalog/allproducts.jhtml
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Speaking of training, don't you ever wonder about those people in the U.K. who spend all of their time rushing about trying to spot trains? I suppose it's more active that stamp collecting, but still... it just seems like an empty pursuit to me.
