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Whatever works. Me, I didn't know when I joined about Lush's stock of avatar images, and was too lazy/tired to do a Google Image search for an avatar, so I ran upstairs and took my avatar pic in about 45 seconds. I used to have a public image gallery, all with pics of myself in various states of dress and undress, but I had some issues with some members thinking that viewing those pics gave them carte blanche to say whatever to me, so I pulled those public images, and now only have a private gallery, available to no one. I am pretty much as relentlessly honest online as I am offline, so the idea of posting pics of some other random woman doesn't appeal to me, but if it appeals to other women, that's their right, to fill their public gallery with pics of women not themselves.
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Funny...my grandmother called it "oleomargarine", never using "oleo" or "margarine" as separate words. She did keep margarine in the refrigerator, but I believe mostly because she married an American after the War, and lived in the Deep South, where the preference seems to be for margarine instead of butter. She always put out butter on the dinner table, never margarine, unless we had company coming over; then, she'd use a melon baller to scoop little balls of margarine into a crystal serving dish. It was slightly stemmed, probably to keep the margarine cooler. I never saw her eat any actual margarine. She cooked (as do I) with canola oil, or with duck fat, or with butter. Never with margarine. Even grilled cheese sandwiches were made with butter or mayonnaise.On the same note, she kept Kool Whip in the freezer, only taking it out when company was coming over. Even though she passed a few years ago, and definitely do not live in the South, I still do the same thing--I keep margarine, Land 'o Lakes in a tub, in the fridge, and Kool Whip in the freezer, neither of which ever come out except for when company is coming over. I have her margarine dish now, and still put out balled margarine--but only for company.
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As everyone else seems to have said, those ISIS "fighters" were going to kill the little boy and his father either way. The fact that a (very good) SAS sniper took the ISIS "fighters" out is what saved the pair's life, not any kind of renunciation of their faith or "conversion".It's not like ISIS "fighters" have any qualms about killing lifelong, faithful, practicing Muslims who don't happen to agree with their version of the faith, so I'm thinking that they wouldn't suddenly go, Oh, okay, you're a Muslim now. Abu, go ahead and put that knife down.Personally? I would not renounce my faith or falsely "convert" even if I knew that it would lead to my death. If someone is that bloodthirsty, they're going to kill you anyway. I'm going to die fighting the fuckers, especially if children or other people are involved. Boko Haram has been kidnapping Christian girls and young women for what, the past two years? And have posted videos and pictures of these "converted" girls and women in full hijab. Yet they still randomly kill these girls and women (after raping them, of course) and their families. G-d himself, and only G-d himself, knows what is truly in their hearts, and I am quite sure that each of those raped and murdered "converted" girls have full ride tickets to Heaven.
No. It's not like a 6' tall woman just...blends. So why lie? And that's my height barefoot--given that 99.95% of the time that I'm awake, I'm in clogs or heeled shoes, even a modest pair of heels is going to throw me into the 6'2" realm.
No, but then I've never had a one night stand (or even a multi-night stand).
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,...
Added 26 Jan 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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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 26c, 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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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...
Added 04 Jul 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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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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Soulless, silent, I am the woman of your dreams, even as I haunt your nightmares. I am everything and nothing at once, taking on the form necessary to take from you your very essence, to spill your mortal seed, my demon mouth and condemned cunt warm, wet and welcoming in perpetuity. Endless, insufferable want drives me on, drives me from bed to bed, man to man. I am damned to...
Added 25 May 2014 | Category Supernatural
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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...
Added 20 May 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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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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Arriving at the firing range, a nondescript white building dropped into the middle of an industrial district, she unloaded her range bag and gear from the boot of her car. Jeans, black v neck lightweight sweater, nothing special, just another morning to be spent throwing lead at paper and steel targets in preparation for competition. She noticed that her instructor’s car wasn’t in the parking...
Added 09 May 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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The motel room was small with just one queen size bed and a threadbare chair looking awkwardly out of place, as if someone had just reached through the roof of this dank place and left it there. There was a distinct smell of cigarettes and desperation, of cheap, hurried sex and the comfort not of skin on skin but of plastic bottles of vodka. So this is where he had chosen to meet, she...
Added 03 May 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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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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