Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Sorry

No computer or Internet connection and life has been "Dallas" but J.R. is going to get his, believe you me!!!

One thing is certain is that having good friends is such a blessing and without all of you to lift me up I don't know where I would be.

I am grateful!

I don't know when I will have a computer or connection but had to say hello and that I miss you much!

Love
T

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Ne-Yo



His real name is Shaffer Smith.

All Because of You



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Monday, June 11, 2007

Are we slaves to love?

Every one of us is a slave to love of someone else.

Look at Cara, she finally met her match the “one” who would change her life.

From the Côte d'Ivoire, the blackest of Brothers - bald, goatee with white hairs, firm built, he waltzed into her life at a bachelor party for his friend getting married the following Saturday.

So sure of himself in his GQ look approached her « Voulez vous danser avec moi? »

He knew how to move his hips and at some point the Lambda was rockin’ inside-out.

A friend of the groom and connaissance of the fellow that brought her to dinner, he felt no shame blatantly pursuing her.

The one who brought her wanted to “mark his territory” and became “insensé” - foolish accusing him of being “dangerous” saying “You may not notice it but I can see it in both your eyes. The looks across the room are intense. You, women can never resist pfff please. ”

There was no way he would get in his way of “sa p'tite fleur”.

Such a talker, seduced her with his gentle manner and made her feel warm all over.

Friday, June 08, 2007

Internet Gossip

I received an AWFUL e-mail today from a friend with the following statement about a friend of ours: “hard to believe that someone even fucks her at all!!!!”

I was mortified hoo hum…

So much gossip across the Internet.

I suppose we can’t help ourselves…we have to talk about someone. It would be boring if each time I spoke to you I’d speak about myself. How many times can you hear that jive story?

Internet Gossip




Oh my god in that video they are dressed like Americans, it's a good thing they kept the language part of their culture ;)

That song made my head spin ^_^

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Is Cara a bitch?

Yesterday while reading "Portrait of a sole female dog" by Katerine Sandrock I started to ask myself if this Cara woman is a bitch or not.

Clearly as Katerine would say she is “marking her territory”.

“We’re all so insignificant” ponders Cara so why try so hard to conform to other people’s standards of how to live.

Let them deal!

People have too many ghosts haunting them, a burden and so they hide in a box. Is that living?

There’s an expression in French “metro, boulot, dodot” to say that we live in a rut going to work, working and sleeping.

Such a shame don’t you think?

“Not ME”, she thought to herself and went on her merry way.

The dice has been played.

Flemish playwright comes back and finds Cara pensive yet resilient.

Life’s a bitch and you have to roll with the punches.



There is no greater gift that a bride can give than to offer her pure, unsullied maidenhead to her husband on their wedding night.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Cara’s persistence

Cara was persistent.

Her drive was fierce.

She couldn’t control it though.

There she was completely liberated for the 2nd time in her life going to extremes.

Never a dull moment.

Talk about the life of a prostitute but she gave it for free, that could not be considered “prostitution” defined as “the act of engaging in sexual intercourse or performing other sex acts in exchange for money” (MSN Encarta). No money was being exchanged.

Other commodities WERE being exchanged and the temperature was rising. It’s raining men and the body was weak.

Determined she embraced a life which might be thought of as “whorish” and made her happy.

Like the time Cara met A.

He was a high-roller, wanted to have fun.

His tattoo caught her eye and it had some philosophical crackpot meaning to it but she liked listening to him, he was interesting.

There was a sexy way about him.

They drank white wine and danced skin-to-skin until the wee hours of the morning.

This guy was different.

He didn’t only want sex but also companionship.

Embraced on the sofa just relaxing, felt nice.

Waking up next to him…

He was gentle, sensual, kind, honest…ALL a woman needs.

Survey says...

I was playing Space Invaders to open up MS Windows sheizer!

billg please bro make it simpler, por favor!

It’s like depilatory procedures women put themselves through. DAMN hair is considered nasty in most cases for women, but that my friends is an “opinion” we were brought up believing.

Survey says…

Gentlemen, only you should answer the 1st question on the board which is:

Is hairy, Sexy? Or just sexy or not sexy at all?


Ladies…

How do YOU feel about men shaving themselves (besides their faces of course)?


Same prejudice if you ask me!

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Hmmm

Ironic, how a woman’s sexual drive is probably at its peak during menstruation.

Designer Periods: Safe or Selfish? by By Edward C. Geehr, MD

Portrait of a sole female dog by Katerine Sandrock!

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Friday, June 01, 2007

Cara’s hit list

He said Cara was stoned way before he had arrived. Being envious he wished the same but he, he became paranoid…playwright rushes to stash the weed, “Don’t hide it in a cookie box, first place the police will look!”

He was packing and loaded.

Once he calmed down, got into the groove of thangs…their movements in sync.

“Baby you can do it, take your time do it right…you can do it baby, do it tonight!”

“What am I doing?” his conscience kicked in. “That was just too good.”

Fled.

Wrote her a note: “morality came up checking with me…I won’t do this again”.

Cara, unmasked was just too much for him.

His innocence was still intact!

He wanted to understand what the other men who answered the ad were looking for and set out to find them…

This will make an excellent storyline he thought…an opportunity to examine Cara’s love or lust for these men…they all could not have been a perfect fit.

The first was a business man past 40 who knew how to show a lady a good time…with age comes wisdom. He had at least 4 mistresses and 3 children at home. What did he want from Cara? Excitement. Pleasure. Contact. Folly!

Another was a techie from the Far East living life to the fullest in Europe. Shy yet very masculine fun, spiritual fellow. Sought a good time, companionship, friendship and found it in Cara, so far he is the only one who holds that place in her heart.

What was Cara herself was looking for?

The others were far less significant except one, an Italian beauty, inside and out, lovely man who comes off as a bit shy but surprises you…zhiiihaaa the animal is being tamed. “Improvisation” he called it, no techinique…no George from Seinfeld “Twister” technique. He was pure. Phenomeno!

And there was carrot-top, blonde lashes, green eyes…lovely fall colors that warm you up. He couldn’t help but feel aroused by her…whenever she’d call his voice pitch rose in excitement. “I’ll be there, sure. Will you be there? OK good!” He was a doll and just the right shape, tall, back like a swimmer, very macho in an amusing way.

The rest were innocent bystanders on her way up, up, up…….to where!?

The hit list was long.


**This non-fiction story holds no relationship to Car@ my adorable Spanish girlfriend or Kunstemæcker our mutual love interest. However stimulating I am sure their sex lives are! Les amo muchisimo!**


Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Cara

She was telling me about the drink she had with an aspiring young Flemish playwright.

He is working on a piece about people and their masks and discussed what he thought his opening scene should be...he had met some really fucked up people in his lifetime of 24.

He saw an ad in the paper, "Sensual curvy lady wishes to explore the dynamics of pleasure. If you do men 30-40 get in 'touch' with me".

Cara, is her name and there was nothing ambiguous about what she seeks. Intrigues him.

He risks being turned down at his age. She was wary, said she would ask him for ID when they meet.

Thrilled he gets to her place, they kiss on the cheek and she offers him a drink. What will it be? A bottle of bubbly it is. With an amused air she asks for his ID and sure enough he was legal, 1982.

They retire to the recliner to enjoy the drink and he wouldn't stop blabbering. At some point he says something about "taking charge" and she took that as a sign to get frisky.

He looks at her and says "Yes, that's why I came. Imagine you invite me into your home having no idea if I'm a serial killer or something worse to have sex with you?"

She says "No masks. We both know what we want and set out to get it, what is wrong with that?"

He then realized that she would be the perfect subject for the opening scene.

Tisha talking: Folks, things get kind of racy here and perhaps I should stop there.

Let's talk about something else hmmm...marinating, yeah!

Last night I made an excellent mozzarella black olives salad just by marinating the mozzarella with sliced black olives, diced parsely, olive oil, salt and pepper for 1 hour.

So freakin' delicioso.

Olive oil is very good for your heart.

People don't forget to marinate your barbeque meat!

What else can we marinate folks?

Oh yes, fruit in red wine to make sangria.

Gigot d'agneau in garlic.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Serenity Unearthed