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Burquette
Over 90 days ago
Bisexual Female
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Due to a life that simply won't stop, I have not yet seen The Force Awakens.

It's fucking killing me.
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Scott, one '7 B's' (Big Bertha's Best Brew w/Beaver Breath Brandy) is coming right at ya. ;)

A brief pause for sports-type talk. Overtime 'shootouts' in hockey and soccer are a wonderment to me. Next thing ya know, there will be free-throw shooting contests when a basketball game ends in a tie. As for 'real' football, maybe a field goal kicking contests will be used someday to break ties.

But whadda I know?

Ya ready for a refill?



Shoot-outs are deliciously exciting though!

(Plus I have a big crush on Amanda Kessel)

I was a classic overachiever. I've been fighting the workaholic tendencies my whole life.
Depression and anxiety. Anxiety is the one that affects my daily life, unless I take medication.

I'm the only one in my family that was ever medicated for it, but if I look at behavior and symptoms, I'm very sure I come from a long line of anxious people. Both Mom and Dad had panic attacks, though they wouldn't have called it that.
I e-mail my writing to myself, sometimes. Here's an early version of the beginning of Gutenberg.

"I usually loved my job. Rare book acquisitions. And I was darned good at it, too. When the New York Public Library thought it found a partial copy of William Blake's The Book of Urizen, I was the one they called for verification of authenticity. I was also the one who saved them over a million dollars on what would have been a clever fake." (September 12, 2017)

Which became....

"I’m good at my job. That’s what got me into trouble.

The New York State Library found a partial copy of William Blake's First Book of Urizen, and they called a team of experts to authenticate it. I was one of those experts and I was the only one to identify it as a clever fake. It turns out, I was right. That’s what made me famous in the world of rare book antiquities." (September 16, 2017)

I decided that the first version didn't really have a hook....
I have three pets, all rescued.

The eldest is a brown tabby cat named Zimmerman. He's about thirteen. We adopted him when he was a little over a year old. He charmed me by sitting on my lap in the play room at the shelter and kneading my lap without hurting me (he doesn't care so much about hurting me any more).

The second is a pitbull/Dalmatian mix named Pippa. She's about 5 and exuberant is an understatement. When she wants to thank us for a good meal, she brings us tea towels from the kitchen.

And our newest adoption is a little cat we've named Fern (now expanded to Herphernius... from Her Ferny-ness). She's a black and white that was so small when she wandered into our yard, we thought she was a kitten. But, no. She was chipped and is over 10. She plays constantly; Zimmerman just sits and watches her.
I'm never surprised to see quality writing on Lush. Congratulations to all, especially Verbal, Delphi, and Hannah.

All of these people are my age. I think they'd pass for my sibling easier than my child, so... yes. I look my age, give or take 5 years.





I dated a guy for about five minutes who was hearing impaired. We met in a sign language class. His parents had tied his hands behind his back when he was a child so he couldn't sign or gesture. They wanted him to be able to lip-read and speak, which he could do very well. But he couldn't communicate easily with other hearing impaired people.

Through him I got a taste of deaf humor.

"Pasteurized milk" is signed by making the milk sign (squeezing a fist, like milking) and moving it past your eyes (pasteurized) as you do.

"Wow" isn't signed this way... it's a joke. BUT, make a "w" sign on either side of your face while making an "o" with your mouth.



He was a very funny guy.
Four bumps, wrist to wrist, means fuck.

However, if I remember right, turning one hand over (wrist to back of the wrist) changes it to work. Which kinda makes sense. ;)
True story:

When I was about 12, one of the local radio shows was having a hidden talent competition. I called in and got through. I told them that my hidden talent was babbling. And then, for about a minute, I talked non-stop without taking breath. The DJs had trouble getting me to stop.

I won gift certificates to a restaurant in Orlando, a t-shirt, and I got put in the drawing for David Bowie concert tickets (I didn't win).

Hidden talent: I'm an introvert that babbles.
The blindfold stole my senses. “Open,” he ordered. Unyielding rubber stretched my lips and filled my mouth. “Suck,” was his next command, “and show me you mean it.” I did it like I would his cock and he moaned. He moved the toy to my needy snatch. “Now My Love,” he said, “Enjoy.”
I LOVE reading. However, I also love writing and I can't do both close together. I'll start stealing turns of phrase and sometimes plot points without even meaning to.

This weekend we had a power outage. I couldn't grocery shop so I started re-reading a Harry Potter book. In two paragraphs I'm admiring craft; in four I'm immersed in story. Bliss!
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No details, but #MeToo. It's affected me my whole life, both from my own experience and those of minors I used to work with. The trauma caught up with me and illness meant I couldn't squash it down anymore.

On a positive note, I learned a hell of a lot about fun (and friendship) from Lush and some of the people on here, that was previously inaccessible to me, and has meant I've got a more balanced view of what is and isn't "okay".


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My avatar is me, you decide.


Hmmmm....

A little Gilbert Gottfried?



Perhaps a little Peter Allen (Liza Minelli's husband and Australian songwriter)



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#MeToo

I'm late to the thread, to the movement and everything. I don't talk about it, I didn't join the Facebook ones. And I'd like to thank for this thread, and to thank all the amazing and brave people who shared their stories. For way too long, I didn't even think I had suffered it, seeing the things I've been through as much smaller than others' experiences, so they couldn't even compare. But I never forgot, it affected me, it does affect me, and it's hard to think of... Now I know, I'm another number on this list. It takes courage to talk about... I don't have it, yet, and I don't know if I ever will. So, it's clear to me how much courage it must have taken from all of you who own and share your experiences. You really are strong.

I don't make personal posts in forums, but this time, even late, I knew I had to add myself to this list, I've been there too. It's never just those moments, they linger, one way or another. And there's fear, the fear is too "natural".


You're never late. Ellen Page just shared her story today. So did Aly Raisman.

Share as much as you are comfortable... you're pushing your own personal comfort level and that is BRAVE.

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I would have to hold the door for you....You have seen your signature right? lol


LOL. What? Those little things?
I hold the door for anyone who is behind me. Sometimes a man is uncomfortable about it and I don't argue with them, because in the end, I'm trying to be kind. Making someone else uncomfortable isn't kind.

Did you know that the door opening practice started because women's dresses were so huge, they literally couldn't get the doors open for themselves? This was only in the upper classes, because the poorer women's skirts weren't so big.