wilderness
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well it is tuesday, which means that it is time for the traditional titty Tuesday trifecta.
good morning titties.
Happy Tuesday.
thank youAlways appreciate your posts...hot and sexy
Tuesdays, forever known for tacos and tits.Your breasts are wonderful thank God for Tuesdays.
I can hope.I bet you make all the men hard at work too.
Thank you for checking out my nails and legs an suchNails, legs, feet, and the trifecta! Thanks for your sharing spirit.
YES YES YES! I love seeing those painted nails but I'm so glad to finally get a glimpse of your feet. So sexy! It makes me want to cum all over your wiggly toes.
Thank you for sharing!
Feels like a second Monday here, still catching up on the garbage the younger programmers caused this weekend.
I like sharing. Well unless it is sharing other people's work. sorry about your luck.
damn kids these days. get off my lawnThey need to not have Grumpy Boomer rear his ugly head.
Found most of the errors - college kids these days just don't know how to spell their variables consistently.
Thank you Justa... one of my first smiles today. I needed your Titty Trifecta in a bad way today. Hope you are well.
Justa, I would love to feel your nails across my back, chest, or cock! And by no means are your lovely titties generic! I would love to use them for pillows or cushions!
tacos and tits.Did I mention that I love Tuesdays?
You know, those are so spectacular that perhaps East Bumblefuck could declare Tuesdays a special day just for you!!!
Please do not treat those delightful breasts roughly, treat them well, after all they have to last the rest of your life!
So a ramble for today. I am thinking about how easily we will respond to names other than our name. My mother named me Rachel, so I learned to respond to that. My cousin couldn’t say it when I was born, and called me RayRay. I respond to that. Later, she would often drop it to Ray…Hey Ray, as we would pass in the hall. I responded to that. My grandmother had 3 daughters, when she would get frustrated with myself and my cousin and yell at us, she’d often called us the name of the daughter we most looked like, thus I responded to Brenda. As a teen, when my friends and I would go to very inappropriate places doing very inappropriate things, we used fake names and fake back stories, because we didn’t want to run the risk of people asking around about us and actually finding us. I used Amy. I respond to Amy. Got a summer job at a summer camp where during orientation it is tradition for your peers to get to know you and give you a nickname and that is your new name. I was name Bunny and responded to Bunny. I got married and my last name is a name that is also sometimes used a female first name, thus sometimes people looking at a name in a computer system think it is my first name. I now respond to Taylor as an example. My husband calls me Hon, I respond to Hon. My son calls me Mom, I respond to Mom. I spend quite a bit of time here, y’all have taken to calling me Justa as an abbreviated form of my user name, I now respond to Justa.
How long does it take calling a person by another name until it is a name they go by and respond to seamlessly? I want to know. I might start giving people random nicknames to see how long it takes because I really want to know.
How I got on this thought train made me laugh. A man in a different department walked over to my area to use my copier (I have the best copier). As he walked over, he said “Good Morning Miss” and a name that started with a J, contained an S in the middle, and ended with an A. What I heard him say was “Good Morning Miss Justa” I responded back with Good Morning, not missing a beat. It took me a good 10 seconds for it to register that wait, did he just call me Justa? That shouldn’t happen here, in person, with a coworker, what. So I look back over and ask “Wait, what did you say after good morning?” He is all “wow, I have no idea why I called you Jessa, I know your name isn’t Jessa or Jessica. Good Morning Miss Rachel.” lol. Well, that is a relief. Lol. But yeah, it got me thinking how easily we respond to things other than our name without a thought.
anyway, It is Wednesday. I didn't do anything wet, but I can share more video of me playing with my tits, so yeah
happy hump day.
So a ramble for today. I am thinking about how easily we will respond to names other than our name. My mother named me Rachel, so I learned to respond to that. My cousin couldn’t say it when I was born, and called me RayRay. I respond to that. Later, she would often drop it to Ray…Hey Ray, as we would pass in the hall. I responded to that. My grandmother had 3 daughters, when she would get frustrated with myself and my cousin and yell at us, she’d often called us the name of the daughter we most looked like, thus I responded to Brenda. As a teen, when my friends and I would go to very inappropriate places doing very inappropriate things, we used fake names and fake back stories, because we didn’t want to run the risk of people asking around about us and actually finding us. I used Amy. I respond to Amy. Got a summer job at a summer camp where during orientation it is tradition for your peers to get to know you and give you a nickname and that is your new name. I was name Bunny and responded to Bunny. I got married and my last name is a name that is also sometimes used a female first name, thus sometimes people looking at a name in a computer system think it is my first name. I now respond to Taylor as an example. My husband calls me Hon, I respond to Hon. My son calls me Mom, I respond to Mom. I spend quite a bit of time here, y’all have taken to calling me Justa as an abbreviated form of my user name, I now respond to Justa.
How long does it take calling a person by another name until it is a name they go by and respond to seamlessly? I want to know. I might start giving people random nicknames to see how long it takes because I really want to know.
How I got on this thought train made me laugh. A man in a different department walked over to my area to use my copier (I have the best copier). As he walked over, he said “Good Morning Miss” and a name that started with a J, contained an S in the middle, and ended with an A. What I heard him say was “Good Morning Miss Justa” I responded back with Good Morning, not missing a beat. It took me a good 10 seconds for it to register that wait, did he just call me Justa? That shouldn’t happen here, in person, with a coworker, what. So I look back over and ask “Wait, what did you say after good morning?” He is all “wow, I have no idea why I called you Jessa, I know your name isn’t Jessa or Jessica. Good Morning Miss Rachel.” lol. Well, that is a relief. Lol. But yeah, it got me thinking how easily we respond to things other than our name without a thought.
anyway, It is Wednesday. I didn't do anything wet, but I can share more video of me playing with my tits, so yeah
happy hump day.
Ok, now that is one I don't respond to by default usually.Hi Sexy!
Great jiggles! Hump Day Made!
I answer to Roger, Roj, Little Ike (hate it, but the country bumpkins and relatives called my dad Ike), RJ, Joe (Diminutive for my middle name, Popsicle said I looked like a Joe), and Gio (Rez cousins said I looked too much like a Giorgio or a Giovanni).
My son called me dad, daddy, fat man, and old guy!
Wife calls me Honey, which is why in kindergarten:
His teacher came to him and asked what his parents names were. "Barb" right away for mom. He hesitated, teacher asked him "What does your mom call him?" thinking she'd get the correct response.
"Honey!"
They certainty do look fun to play with.
Love the gifs.
When I was working I used to get called all sorts of names, but I never responded to any, being the miserable sod.
People used to call me from a distance, sometimes closer, but I never hesitated, looked around, stopped for them, basically making out I never heard them and I did have reasonable hearing then. My reasoning was, if they want me, come up to me and make your presence known. My Excuse was always didn’t hear you, it’s a too noisy atmosphere.
I was given a pager at one point so they could contact me. Didn’t last long as it accidentally kept falling out my shirt pocket into the toilet or wash basin.
So a ramble for today. I am thinking about how easily we will respond to names other than our name. My mother named me Rachel, so I learned to respond to that. My cousin couldn’t say it when I was born, and called me RayRay. I respond to that. Later, she would often drop it to Ray…Hey Ray, as we would pass in the hall. I responded to that. My grandmother had 3 daughters, when she would get frustrated with myself and my cousin and yell at us, she’d often called us the name of the daughter we most looked like, thus I responded to Brenda. As a teen, when my friends and I would go to very inappropriate places doing very inappropriate things, we used fake names and fake back stories, because we didn’t want to run the risk of people asking around about us and actually finding us. I used Amy. I respond to Amy. Got a summer job at a summer camp where during orientation it is tradition for your peers to get to know you and give you a nickname and that is your new name. I was name Bunny and responded to Bunny. I got married and my last name is a name that is also sometimes used a female first name, thus sometimes people looking at a name in a computer system think it is my first name. I now respond to Taylor as an example. My husband calls me Hon, I respond to Hon. My son calls me Mom, I respond to Mom. I spend quite a bit of time here, y’all have taken to calling me Justa as an abbreviated form of my user name, I now respond to Justa.
How long does it take calling a person by another name until it is a name they go by and respond to seamlessly? I want to know. I might start giving people random nicknames to see how long it takes because I really want to know.
How I got on this thought train made me laugh. A man in a different department walked over to my area to use my copier (I have the best copier). As he walked over, he said “Good Morning Miss” and a name that started with a J, contained an S in the middle, and ended with an A. What I heard him say was “Good Morning Miss Justa” I responded back with Good Morning, not missing a beat. It took me a good 10 seconds for it to register that wait, did he just call me Justa? That shouldn’t happen here, in person, with a coworker, what. So I look back over and ask “Wait, what did you say after good morning?” He is all “wow, I have no idea why I called you Jessa, I know your name isn’t Jessa or Jessica. Good Morning Miss Rachel.” lol. Well, that is a relief. Lol. But yeah, it got me thinking how easily we respond to things other than our name without a thought.
anyway, It is Wednesday. I didn't do anything wet, but I can share more video of me playing with my tits, so yeah
happy hump day.
So a ramble for today. I am thinking about how easily we will respond to names other than our name. My mother named me Rachel, so I learned to respond to that. My cousin couldn’t say it when I was born, and called me RayRay. I respond to that. Later, she would often drop it to Ray…Hey Ray, as we would pass in the hall. I responded to that. My grandmother had 3 daughters, when she would get frustrated with myself and my cousin and yell at us, she’d often called us the name of the daughter we most looked like, thus I responded to Brenda. As a teen, when my friends and I would go to very inappropriate places doing very inappropriate things, we used fake names and fake back stories, because we didn’t want to run the risk of people asking around about us and actually finding us. I used Amy. I respond to Amy. Got a summer job at a summer camp where during orientation it is tradition for your peers to get to know you and give you a nickname and that is your new name. I was name Bunny and responded to Bunny. I got married and my last name is a name that is also sometimes used a female first name, thus sometimes people looking at a name in a computer system think it is my first name. I now respond to Taylor as an example. My husband calls me Hon, I respond to Hon. My son calls me Mom, I respond to Mom. I spend quite a bit of time here, y’all have taken to calling me Justa as an abbreviated form of my user name, I now respond to Justa.
How long does it take calling a person by another name until it is a name they go by and respond to seamlessly? I want to know. I might start giving people random nicknames to see how long it takes because I really want to know.
How I got on this thought train made me laugh. A man in a different department walked over to my area to use my copier (I have the best copier). As he walked over, he said “Good Morning Miss” and a name that started with a J, contained an S in the middle, and ended with an A. What I heard him say was “Good Morning Miss Justa” I responded back with Good Morning, not missing a beat. It took me a good 10 seconds for it to register that wait, did he just call me Justa? That shouldn’t happen here, in person, with a coworker, what. So I look back over and ask “Wait, what did you say after good morning?” He is all “wow, I have no idea why I called you Jessa, I know your name isn’t Jessa or Jessica. Good Morning Miss Rachel.” lol. Well, that is a relief. Lol. But yeah, it got me thinking how easily we respond to things other than our name without a thought.
anyway, It is Wednesday. I didn't do anything wet, but I can share more video of me playing with my tits, so yeah
happy hump day.
Lol, I to have answered to many different names over my lifetime, most I recall, some not.
Those Beauties look amazing, I have missed them
I have had a few nicknames stick over the years that I have responded to. I think it depends on the circumstances. There have also been a few names, not cruel, but nicknames people have tried to use that just irk me and so I don't respond when referred to by them. So I do think there is some subconscious response, but also I think we choose what we will accept being called. Or maybe it's just personal to me.
As always, you bring a smile to my face. Thank you.
So a ramble for today. I am thinking about how easily we will respond to names other than our name. My mother named me Rachel, so I learned to respond to that. My cousin couldn’t say it when I was born, and called me RayRay. I respond to that. Later, she would often drop it to Ray…Hey Ray, as we would pass in the hall. I responded to that. My grandmother had 3 daughters, when she would get frustrated with myself and my cousin and yell at us, she’d often called us the name of the daughter we most looked like, thus I responded to Brenda. As a teen, when my friends and I would go to very inappropriate places doing very inappropriate things, we used fake names and fake back stories, because we didn’t want to run the risk of people asking around about us and actually finding us. I used Amy. I respond to Amy. Got a summer job at a summer camp where during orientation it is tradition for your peers to get to know you and give you a nickname and that is your new name. I was name Bunny and responded to Bunny. I got married and my last name is a name that is also sometimes used a female first name, thus sometimes people looking at a name in a computer system think it is my first name. I now respond to Taylor as an example. My husband calls me Hon, I respond to Hon. My son calls me Mom, I respond to Mom. I spend quite a bit of time here, y’all have taken to calling me Justa as an abbreviated form of my user name, I now respond to Justa.
How long does it take calling a person by another name until it is a name they go by and respond to seamlessly? I want to know. I might start giving people random nicknames to see how long it takes because I really want to know.
How I got on this thought train made me laugh. A man in a different department walked over to my area to use my copier (I have the best copier). As he walked over, he said “Good Morning Miss” and a name that started with a J, contained an S in the middle, and ended with an A. What I heard him say was “Good Morning Miss Justa” I responded back with Good Morning, not missing a beat. It took me a good 10 seconds for it to register that wait, did he just call me Justa? That shouldn’t happen here, in person, with a coworker, what. So I look back over and ask “Wait, what did you say after good morning?” He is all “wow, I have no idea why I called you Jessa, I know your name isn’t Jessa or Jessica. Good Morning Miss Rachel.” lol. Well, that is a relief. Lol. But yeah, it got me thinking how easily we respond to things other than our name without a thought.
anyway, It is Wednesday. I didn't do anything wet, but I can share more video of me playing with my tits, so yeah
happy hump day.
Lol. Yeah there were some questionable ones in there to but still funny so I was good with them.
And I am always happy to bring about smiles. Smiles or erections.
So a ramble for today. I am thinking about how easily we will respond to names other than our name. My mother named me Rachel, so I learned to respond to that. My cousin couldn’t say it when I was born, and called me RayRay. I respond to that. Later, she would often drop it to Ray…Hey Ray, as we would pass in the hall. I responded to that. My grandmother had 3 daughters, when she would get frustrated with myself and my cousin and yell at us, she’d often called us the name of the daughter we most looked like, thus I responded to Brenda. As a teen, when my friends and I would go to very inappropriate places doing very inappropriate things, we used fake names and fake back stories, because we didn’t want to run the risk of people asking around about us and actually finding us. I used Amy. I respond to Amy. Got a summer job at a summer camp where during orientation it is tradition for your peers to get to know you and give you a nickname and that is your new name. I was name Bunny and responded to Bunny. I got married and my last name is a name that is also sometimes used a female first name, thus sometimes people looking at a name in a computer system think it is my first name. I now respond to Taylor as an example. My husband calls me Hon, I respond to Hon. My son calls me Mom, I respond to Mom. I spend quite a bit of time here, y’all have taken to calling me Justa as an abbreviated form of my user name, I now respond to Justa.
How long does it take calling a person by another name until it is a name they go by and respond to seamlessly? I want to know. I might start giving people random nicknames to see how long it takes because I really want to know.
How I got on this thought train made me laugh. A man in a different department walked over to my area to use my copier (I have the best copier). As he walked over, he said “Good Morning Miss” and a name that started with a J, contained an S in the middle, and ended with an A. What I heard him say was “Good Morning Miss Justa” I responded back with Good Morning, not missing a beat. It took me a good 10 seconds for it to register that wait, did he just call me Justa? That shouldn’t happen here, in person, with a coworker, what. So I look back over and ask “Wait, what did you say after good morning?” He is all “wow, I have no idea why I called you Jessa, I know your name isn’t Jessa or Jessica. Good Morning Miss Rachel.” lol. Well, that is a relief. Lol. But yeah, it got me thinking how easily we respond to things other than our name without a thought.
anyway, It is Wednesday. I didn't do anything wet, but I can share more video of me playing with my tits, so yeah
happy hump day.