Hmmm

Because of a comment on yesterday’s blog regarding my posting that, while suggestive and hopefully descriptive, didn’t mention anything SPECIFICALLY – could cause word press to bounce my blog out, I’m thinking I should find another blogging site to mirror to, just in case. I’d hate to lose the last 6 months of postings on here because of some ridiculousness. So do you have any suggestions on a blogging site that has the IMPORT feature? (and of course, is free?) Please leave your suggestions in my comments section. (PS – I don’t like blogger.com, as that’s where I started)

The No-Tell Motel

Hubby & I ran away last night. We hit Pizza Hut for some dinner to go and drove to a motel here in town. Snow had been falling for a couple of hours and everything looked so nice, serene. Hubby went in and registered, got the key… and we went to our room. Our babysitter had been forewarned that we’d be late, so we had all the time in the world. It was nice. We sat and had our dinner, recalling the old days when all we could afford for our “night out” was pizza, while our son stayed w/my mom.

I had brought along a little goody bag of things that I thought we might need… vibe, massage lotion and oil, bubble bath, camera *EG*. As I was standing at the bed removing those items from the bag, he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. Suddenly, there was a flurry of kisses on my neck, shoulders. Hands entwined in my hair, pulling me closer to him, more kisses in just the right places. .. places that he knows connect directly to those southern bits.Soon, his hands were traveling up my legs, beneath my dress. I’d worn these little black boy panties that I know he likes, and his fingers found their way in and around them, tugging, touching, exploring. After what seemed like an eternity of kisses, I could turn around and explore my man. He’d worn a black cashmere sweater that I’d bought him for Christmas. When I bought it, I could specifically see me taking it off him – he’s got an incredible chest, and the thought of my hands sliding across it while in that sweater kept me going for the last 6 weeks that it took him to wear it! Now I was getting that chance, and relishing it. Soon, my hands found that he was ready for me and I stroked him through his jeans. I slid my hands up under his sweater, running my fingers through the hair, teasing his nipples. My lips and tongue followed, and soon I was being turned around again and bent over the bed as soon as my dress and panties hit the floor.

I’m gonna apply

“We are looking for an individual to compliment our team in the capacity of client support worker, the individual needs to be a honest, flexible,hardworking person. An ideal candidate must be eager to work from home on a part time position, To be flexible and able to work in a team, must spend on work some hours a day.

You will be working within a comfortable and forward thinking team who value good service provision. You will also benefit from support from your team and management to ensure that you have all the tools needed to perform in a role of this kind.

A fantastic and exciting opportunity has become available for you on a part time basis. To be considered for this role you must have experience in working with computer and Internet.

We offer the following to all our candidates:

• A wide range of jobs to choose from,
• Competitive rates of pay,
• Professional career advice,
• Training opportunities,
• A team of dedicated Professionals,
• Stakeholder pension scheme,
• The support of a ment,
• Good oportunities for professional development,
• Working as part of a professional hardworking team.

Apply now: assistans@aol.com”

 

The support of a ment… That’s what I want in a job! And of course, a pension scheme is always good.

This, in case you’re wondering, is an email I received today because I apparently have what they are looking for in this position – of course, I don’t know WHAT position it is, but hey… I can’t wait.  Oh, and the “from” portion said “Job Department” and the subject was “Congratulation”.  It must be legit!

 

 

Appealing to the masses

or asses…

So as I was perusing my blogstats today, I came across something I haven’t ever seen before… and when you consider I’ve been perusing fetish-type things for going on 10 years, that’s saying alot.

And, because this person who was searching for this particular term apparently found my blog through, though god only knows WHY, I thought it would be nice if I actually had some of what they were looking for when they came here to look. So, without further ado…

Have you figured out what the search term was yet?

helppppp

ok… this is what I’m dealing with, people…

hubby: you like the name – Thorian?

Lady: no

hubby: I found a name called: Coillcumhann

Lady: ummmmmmmmm call him “Perpetual Black Eye”