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Well...hi, again, Rump Regulars. Cheery news from This Week in Jen's Life: Ankle doesn't require surgery! Yay! It's already begun calcifying in, so that's about as good away to sustain a fracture of the medial malleolus as possible. Less cheery news: Hank, our beloved 11 year old Turkish Angora, passed away quite suddenly, quietly and without any anticipatory symptoms, whilst sitting next to youngest on the sofa. Just fucking put his head down and died. Did CPR on him for twenty or more fucking minutes, until my oldest son me off of him, saying, "He's dead, Mum. Hank's dead." Even my veterinarian, upon learning from her receptionist that a friend was bringing Hank's body up to her clinic to be picked up for cremation, thought that the receptionist had mixed up pets and that Norman, my 9 y/o Great Pyrenees, was the one who had passed. Turns out, as diagnosed through posthumous chest films, that Hank had cardiomyopathy, or CHF. Which presents in cats as sudden death; cats are apparently the only mammals who don't show the typical signs of CHF (shortness of breath being the primary symptom in other mammals). So "sudden death" is the only way to diagnose CHF in cats, unless it happens to be caught as an incidental finding when the cat is undergoing chest x-ray for another reason. In worse news, a "friend" whom I've known IRL for approximately four years was found, quite by accident, to pretty much have lied about every single damn aspect of his life to everyone he knows, including me. So that was fabulous, too. Bill, please. Set me up with two doubles of whatever passes as Scotch around here, and send down two Drambuie chasers. Thank you kindly.
Seattle, WA, USA. 2326 Friday.
Like Milik said, hiding a piece (or making them "not visible") should make the story inaccessible via any link. You still have access to the story, but no one else can access it, even if they have a link to the story. I've only hidden one piece--a truly awful poem that I hid after it hit 4.8--and as far as I could tell, it wasn't accessible from anywhere except my own account, logged in as myself. I eventually tired of even having listed in the total number of pieces posted on the site, and killed it entirely. I didn't follow up much after I hid it, though, so it's quite possible that it does take 24 hours or so to turn a valid link into a 404 page.
Considering two pots of coffee as qualifying as my entire dietary requirement for twelve hours...definitely not good.
Vancouver Island (and Victoria) is pretty amazing too. I like Seattle for a weekend. Time for a visit. It's been a while Bring Murchie's No. 10 blend and you can have the guest room, C.! <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/hugs.gif" alt="Hugs">
...so just because our President called Mexicans names entirely agree with] and I voted for him.... So which part of the U.S. President's calling Mexicans names do you agree with, then? Just curious. Is it the "bad hombres"? The "rapists"? The "murderers"? Please, do share. After all, your little out there left quite a bit of room for speculation.
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This is not a solution, but merely a work-around, a band-aid. And it may help in facilities that are being built or renovated, but those are just a few in comparison to the existing facilities, that will remain as they are. In the big picture, it's no more than a drop in the ocean. The only real solution, is that society accepts, that being male or female, the gender that someone identifies with, and the gender someone is attracted to, aren't determined by genetics and the genitals someone was born with. And until that happens, the rights of transgenders, gays, bis and of anyone else who doesn't conform to their genetically assigned gender need to be actively protected, for instance by directives like the one Trump just revoked. Did I mention anywhere that Trump's meddling is unacceptable? No, I didn't. I really should have. It is unacceptable. Period, full stop.All I suggested was a relatively simple way for schools--and because Trump's order specifically addressed public schools, I left other public facilities unmentioned--to avoid coming under the scope of the order by simply dropping the reference to the washroom being specifically designated for transgender students. I do apologise if you took my comment to mean, somehow, that I do not understand that gender identity can differ from one's physiognomy. There will never be a widespread, wholesale acceptance of transgender, gay, lesbian, or bisexual individuals, because some people just cannot wrap their brains around the idea that sometimes, one's gender identity or sexual orientation is in opposition to what society perceives as "real" or acceptable. To say that good cannot be done whilst bad laws are in place, to dismiss those acts of good as a "drop in the bucket", is both foolish and insulting. Are you arguing that schools shouldn't be actively looking for work-arounds? That's pretty much my takeaway from your comment--that a raw, open, bleeding wound is somehow better than a "band-aid". I'm not even sure why you took offence to my suggestion. It's worked fine in my son's HS, it's worked fine in thousands of other public schools across the United States. The only thing missing from the doors is the specific designation of the washroom(s) being meant for transgender students. Schools not in the process of being built or renovated can, and have, still renovated existing facilities to accommodate at least one "gender neutral" washroom. As far as the rights of transgender, gay, lesbian, or bisexual individuals needing to be actively protected, where exactly did I say that these individuals do not need active protection? Where did I say that as a heterosexual female, I don't think that these individuals require my concern or protection? Oh, that's right. I didn't say either of those things, because I fully fucking wholesale believe that an attack on the rights of one is an attack on the rights of all. I offered a pragmatic solution to a hopefully temporary problem, and you presume to attack me for offering this solution? Really?
There's a stupidly easy way to get around the whole "designated transgender" washroom thing--when building new schools or remodelling old schools, include at least one "family" or "ADA accessible" washroom. These are washrooms that are very much a thing in other public spaces. It's not rocket science, and it's not difficult or expensive to add to a school's design. For example, when the high school now attended by my oldest son was demolished, the new construction plans included four of these type of washrooms. Anyone of any sex can use them, and they are not designated as "transgender friendly" washrooms; they're just washrooms. So unless Trump decides that single-occupant restrooms are something he needs to address, then we're good.
But this one looks like it had quite amount of energy of it's own.Almost unbelievable agile and vigorous ... Okay. "...unbelievable agile and vigorous..."? No. Snipers have made shots from over 1000 yards away--meaning that things like the curve of the earth itself is calculated into the shot taken. Gravity, the fps rate at which the bullet leaves the chamber, the weight of the bullet itself, wind speed (or lack thereof), ambient temperature, humidity, truing...these are just a few other examples of the variables I mentioned earlier that affect how a bullet behaves upon being discharged. Presuming that you actually want to understand how, exactly, Oswald could have placed that single shot that killed Kennedy and gravely injured Gov. Connally, may I suggest that you study up on this thing called "ballistics", a science focussed entirely on any given bullet acts once it is discharged from the chamber of any given firearm. Believe me, bullets can take crazy trajectories. For instance, in November of 2016, one shot fired from the rifle of an SAS sniper killed three individuals, first passing through the head of one, then the neck of another, before ricocheting off of a wall and killing the third Daesh fighter. And no, the Daesh were not standing stock still in a straight line. Also in late 2016, two Canadian Forces snipers attached to separate regiments knocked out kills from over a mile away, meaning that the shot left the barrel of their rifles heading for a target that the sniper himself could not visualise, and that each sniper was relying entirely on information relayed to them by their respective spotters--spotters who could see the target as just a dot on the horizon. Now, Oswald wasn't a professional sniper by any means, but his calculations would have been vastly more simple due to the proximity of the President's motorcade. Even if he just accounted for the speed of the motorcade, it's well within reason that he could make a shot on a target that he couldn't even see well. Hell, I could make that kind of shot, given only the speed of the motorcade, the ambient temperature, the ambient humidity, and the known fps of the bullet upon leaving the rifle. I hope this helps. If it doesn't, feel free to get back to me--after you've thrown a few tens of thousands of rounds downrange. Lack of the understanding of ballistics does not equal conspiracy. As for the RFK shooting...well, let's use Occam's Razor. One crazed man vs. a vast conspiracy; the "one crazy man" wins because, well, conspiracies, especially complicated conspiracies, tend to fail because eventually someone makes a mistake. Additionally, even if you stubbornly stick to the "vast conspiracy and cover-up" thing, why wasn't Ted Kennedy also taken out? If there was truly some giant mission to kill Kennedy men, wouldn't he fall on the list as well? Again, this wasn't a "magic" bullet; it was an ordinary bullet behaving in more or less predictable, ordinary ways.
“I have something for you.” She looked up at him carefully, green eyes widening, pale hands unconsciously reaching back to tuck her long, dark brown hair up so that it fell at the nape of her neck. Surprises were something that she was accustomed to giving; surprises were not something that she was accustomed to receiving. “Really?” Her voice was soft, suffused with a hint of...
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“Settle down, love, we’re going to be fine.” Her pink glossed lips grazed his ears as she spoke these words, brushing the soft skin enough to comfort but not to further arouse. Her right hand was placed carefully, lightly but knowing, on his trembling body, that beautiful muscular body already tensed and ready for what he knew was to come. Telling rivulets of fragrant sweat ran unchecked...
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This was not what she intended at all when she walked into the Yale Street pub. She’d meant to have a soothing after work shot or two of Drambuie, call it good, and head home. Not this. Certainly not this. Yet here she was, bent over for all to see, in the half-lit darkness of the alley behind the bar--she wasn’t even sure it was the same one that she’d walked into. Forehead and hands...
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She stripped out of her scrubs in the hospital locker room, tossed them into the soiled laundry bin, and stepped into one of the twenty identical shower stalls, pulling the plastic curtain shut behind her. The hot, just shy of scalding water hit her surprised skin and began washing away the disinfectant smell of work, to replace it with the rose scent of her perfumed body wash. She loved...
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I know now, what I did not know then. I know now that your scars run too deep to be kissed away, that my love and devotion would be nothing in the face of your pain. I know now that no amount of my attention, my need, my willingness to give up my everything to you, would do anything to keep you with me, to keep you as my partner and my lover. Perhaps it is better that I did not know...
Added 02 Jun 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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She was sitting in one of the two deep, mahogany coloured leather chairs positioned by the fire in the Hunt Club, a long white cigarette dangling carelessly from her slim, manicured fingers, when I first saw her. When I first fell in lust with her, rather. Her red slingback stiletto heels dangled from her stockinged feet, and her red silk sheath dress had slipped up just enough to reveal a...
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Irrumatio. A single word, a throwaway, something learned and promptly forgotten. To me, though, it is an entire world of pleasure encapsulated in nine letters. It is the tingling of my freshly fucked sopping swollen sex, it is the heavy breathing and dilated pupils of your orgasm and the delicious smell of semen and want thickening the room air, making (it seems to me) even the ceiling...
Added 09 Apr 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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It was hot, unusually so for the temperate marine climate of Seattle, and so she was as naked as could be without being fully so--stripped down to her pink and black lace bra and matching tanga cut pink and black lace panties. Still, at ten o’clock at night, with the house a balmy 75 F, that wasn’t enough. She needed to go outside, needed to feel the cooling night air against her skin, needed...
Added 04 Aug 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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How did she come to be as she was currently? It had been an eminently ordinary first date, arranged by mutual friends, marked with the usual pleasantries and peppered with the occasional curious question about each other’s work and life in general. They’d shared a single bottle of 1997 Chateau Ste. Michelle gewurtztraminer, not enough to make her drunk, nor even slightly tipsy. Really,...
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She walked into the corporate clean Starbuck’s, the chairs all neatly swept of crumbs, the faux mahogany inlay tables sparkling, as if they had never had a cup of coffee rested upon them. The store was crowded, relentlessly polite baristas working furiously to satisfy the needs of caffeine-deprived customers, and she fell into queue behind the last of these customers. She was dressed for...
Added 15 May 2014 | Category Oral Sex
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