Formerly known as naughtynurseYes, I am a real nurse. No, I am not interested in giving you a sponge bath. My turn-ons are good grammar, good taste, and pleasant company. My turn offs include rude, obnoxious propositions to chat by people I don't know. I'm rarely here anymore as I am living my life, but you can follow me on instagram: https://instagram.com/fresh_lemon_tart/My Collabaration with Delphi, winner of the Outstanding Series Award: Settle for Nothing (http://www.lushstories.com/stories/lesbian/settle-for-nothing-part-1.aspx)Collaboration with Poppet: http://www.lushstories.com/stories/cuckold/crimson-skies.aspx
https://upload.lushstories.com/610144985-bigrock.jpg This picture :)
Buz.....I am not a right wing white man but I am a right wing white woman who 13 years ago got pregnant at 17 and my Mom took me to one of these Planned Parenthood Clinics. We were anything but well off and the counselor told us straight to our face that I should seriously consider an abortion......both my Mom and I were speechless until Mom told her "you have to be fucking kidding me" We got up and left. So much for planned parenthood helping me. Today I have a beautiful 13 year old daughter that is smart, athletic and the best thing that ever happened to me. Yes I got married to the father and we managed to make it work for many years. But that is another topic. congratulations on your smart daughter. Im glad it worked for you. But plenty of others dont have the same experience. Options are there for a reason, and like Sprite said, not all PP give the same help. I was 18 and pregnant and did not receive that advice.
First, I'm sorry that this happened to you. I run with a group on Saturdays and from time to time one or a few of the ladies will mention some idiot doing something like this. I saw you posted this quite some time ago and was wondering what solutions if any you came up with. I'd suggest changing routes frequently, run with a large dog ( if possible ) run with a friend, or run with a group.Stay safe. I moved and mostly run with a good friend now.
New tri kit. I love the smashfest queen look
I have too many favorites to name them all. Simplicity has always been someone whose work amazied me and I have loved everything she's written. Her work is what attracted me to her in the first place. Master Jonathon, Chuckepoo, and averageblkgirl are writes I actively seek out. Liz is just incredialbe. Oceanrunner, Lilly, Dirty_D , Sweet_as_candy and Ravenstar have all impressed me beyond measure. Adagio has a talent that can astonish me at times. Principessa, whom I've written with many times is vastly underrated and Coco very much deserves a nod. There are others, and I'm going to kick myself for leaving them off. It just goes to show how much talent we have in our community. Ahh, thank you Milik for including me. Its an honor. <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/embarassed.gif" alt="Embarassed">
somewhere along the line I've stopped wearing jeans. They used to be the base of my everyday wear. Now I own two pairs only and wear them only when I head north for assorted reasons. Shorts/yoga pamts dominate my wardrobe. (this is what happens when you squat and live in the south)
I'm not really sure why you presented such a detailed description when you're only referring to sit-ups, an exercise that practically everybody knows about. <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/eusa_think.gif" alt="Think"> Know about and do are two separate things!
*walks in and looks around*Hmm, same as when I was last here. Can I get something cold and delicious barkeep?
all three people I have collaborated with have already posted. I enjoyed them all immensely. :)
Ive co written a few stories as well (with Milik, Poppet, and Delphi) Each one has been a different but rewarding experience.
Dust particles floated in the sunbeam that cascaded through the small window. “Terry’s Cleaning” stretched with the dark blue shirt as the wearer stooped and shifted boxes that had sat undisturbed for decades, transferring them down small stairs that protested under the use. At the bottom of the stairs, a dark haired girl opened them. Some of the dusty boxes went to a large room to...
Added 20 Jul 2014 | Category Love Stories
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Pink light pushed against the white cafè curtains of the frame farmhouse. Through the windows, the dark-haired girl was visible as she entered the little kitchen. A modern, sleek coffee maker, out of time with the rest of the appliances, stood on the counter beside the ancient stove. Coffee grounds were scoped from a plastic bin and poured into the white crinkled filter. Trickle of coffee...
Added 26 Jul 2014 | Category Love Stories
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Golden sun covered the turquoise sea, white waves brushing the sand heading out from the line where she knelt, scooping great pits there just below where the fluffy white stuff I was sat upon merged with the firm apron of beige. Oblivious to those around her, she worked at her play, building with her chosen medium. I watched her from the lazy comfort of our sheet, spread upon the heated...
Added 25 Jun 2014 | Category Supernatural
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“Suck my dick,” he answered me, voice unsteady, tenor tones punctuated by a quick inhalation. Hands pressed into his chest, I tipped forward till the ends of my hair brushed against his face, ignoring his request even though I had just asked him what he wanted. I smeared my dripping pussy on him. “Oh?” my voice soft and teasing, “do you want me to kneel between your legs?” His cock between...
Added 22 Jun 2014 | Category Hardcore
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The sun was just peaking through the over cast sky, pushing its way in through the curtains and across my sleep crusted eyes. I blinked and stretched up, arching my back as the soft cotton sheet slipped down. It felt luxurious and I reveled in the rare opportunity to sleep in with no obligation, school, or extracurricular activity to take my time. Rolling over, my legs rubbed against each...
Added 23 Dec 2012 | Category Taboo
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Ragged skin hung at the edge of her right thumbnail where she chewed it off with imperfect teeth, only to pick at it again. The clock hands revealed that ten minutes remained ‘til the hour, past the point where she could logistically back out. Even if she opened the hotel door and eased out into the hall, the odds were she would only just run into him. She couldn't hide and just not answer...
Added 19 Dec 2013 | Category Cheating
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The leaves overhead hung low enough to make Shaun duck. Logic told him that it made no difference as he was seated on the tattered cloth of the Thunderbird, but he did it anyway. The big car rumbled up the deserted road, twin yellow lights stabbing into the pressing darkness as he headed for home as he always did after his evening shift. He sighed and rolled his shoulders; tried to move...
Added 28 May 2014 | Category Gay Male
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A bowl sits on my counter, tomatoes bright against the chopped greens through the clear glass. A pair of ruby red and white steaks lay on the sideboard, black and white speckles of salt and pepper dotting their surface, the beads of moisture on top revealing just how long they have waited. Staring at the clock, I blink back the dew that builds and threatens to spill over. “He’s always a...
Added 21 Jul 2013 | Category Oral Sex
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You lay curled up behind me, warm breath fluttering past my cheek with each snore. Your arm grazes my hip and from time to time you move your legs against mine. It is the cuddle I crave, and it fills a need inside. Yet, it leaves me empty. I watch the TV that blares a random show; something dramatic, depicting characters that I don’t know, and don’t care about. Your breathing is rhythmic...
Added 27 Jul 2011 | Category Masturbation
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Bright speck, cast against the backdrop of blue. Ascending, unconcerned of the drop that would drench all. Escaped from the cankers of life, Suspended, An updraft of support. Wax pain, and tears Bereft of wings. Connection in wane, where we once as one stood. Bleating against the span, Your back faced to me. Indifferent now, Shadows cast where all was sunshine. Fists beat...
Added 04 Jun 2014 | Category Love Poems
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“Bitch is about like tits on a bull. Fuckin’ worthless.” The redneck’s slurred voice carried to Jasmine as she poured his next beer. Fuckers . She swirled the glass in her hand, foam circling the edges of the dark liquid. Daring her. Smiling, she swished her tongue in her mouth, gathering a thick dollop of saliva, and spat in the drink. She swirled it once more, letting it cling to...
Added 08 Nov 2013 | Category Lesbian
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“No!” Jasmine thrashed, trying to disentangle her arms from her own tank top as Randy sat back up. Her lover shoved beside her, grabbed the wheel, and slammed on the brake just as Jasmine wrenched a hand free to smack against the dash so she wouldn’t fall again. Randy palmed the shifter and maneuvered it back in place. She stared at the steering wheel, her face frozen. Unblinking. It...
Added 14 Nov 2013 | Category Lesbian
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Randy awoke as Jasmine’s warm body lifted from hers. The ends of the girl’s blonde hair swept over her breast and stomach as she pulled herself into a sitting position. It was the first time she could survey her without the pixie knowing, the first uncompromised view she’d had of how she’d be when she didn’t know she was being watched. In her experience, those moments were more indicative...
Added 08 Dec 2013 | Category Lesbian
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“I’m sorry,” My voice broke, “I love you,” I called out to the retreating back of my boyfriend of four years. “I love you too, but I’m not very happy with you right now,” His voice sulky, “I think it’s time you went home.” I silently and slowly gathered my things, remains of the dinner we had just shared. Dirty plates with their sad remains of lasagna sauce, the crusty ends of garlic...
Added 11 Jul 2014 | Category Cuckold
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Patty Jo takes a stranger for a ride and discovers her dirty desires cannot be...
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