My bra comes off as soon as I change my clothes from work. Sometimes that doesn't happen until bed, other times it happens as soon as I walk in the door. I know someday I will probably regret not keeping my big boobies in boobie traction more often, but today is not that day. And when that day comes, I will thank the Lord for making magicians with scalpels and silicone.
I'm so happy that you received this well-deserved award. You are awesome as a writer, a friend, a personality and a contributor to all things that lush and the blue site represent. Hugs to you!
Now did somebody mention drinks???...
Her tits shuddered with each full on fuck as he squatted behind her, ramming his cock into her at hyper speed while she squirted and came. The challengers were held back, behind a velvet rope already painted here and there with jism. Licking red lips, panting, she goaded them on.
The masseur had been teasing, massaging her ass and her now swollen clit against the table. She moaned and let her tan legs slowly drift apart in invitation. He paused and she wondered if he'd accept, then gasped when the glide of his fingers through her wet slit gave his answer.
Listening to your loved ones sleeping, that snuffling sound that really young babies make, the purr of my cat when pressed right up against my ear, anything to do with water (the beach, rain, bathing), the fan at night, and the sounds of camping (distant hushed voices, crackles from the fire, branches breaking from small critters, crickets, owls, and then the morning birdsong), the sound of my love's voice, especially after intense loving and I'm drifting in subspace.
Congratulations Ruthie! You are amazing at all you set your mind to, at least based on what you do here on Lush. I mean, I've never tasted your cookies or anything but I'm betting they're pretty awesome too.
I can recreate dishes that I've tasted with surprising accuracy. At least the flavors-not always the presentation and such.
Oh and I have mad paddleball skills. The kind with the little balsa wood paddle that has a ball attached by an elastic string. Yeah I can hit that bad boy for ages-last time was over an hour. Typing this I realize I'm equally proud of and ashamed to admit that particular fact.
I've wondered this from time to time and I think the perception others have about me will vary widely based upon the person. More than one RL friend has said I have the best stories and I don't mind sharing even those that are a bit embarrassing if it lightens the mood and helps people smile. I love cocktail party conversation-sparkling, witty, fun and short-lived. I'm generally easygoing unless you step on a topic that matters and then I will calmly and efficiently debate you into the dust. That said, being mean or unkind is a choice I choose not to make so if I don't like you then you will probably never really know. If you do know, then I must REALLY not like you. More than anything I have zero tolerance for selfish people and people who inflate little issues into big dramas. Ick.
I have developed some truly essential friendships here that I've treated carelessly at times to my eternal disappointment. I'm a bit manic and constantly on the go so I am not here nearly as much as I intend so friendships suffer. When you do catch me I think I'm easy to speak to-friends say that I give great conversation.
There are so many Lushies that I would love to know better and read more of their lovely stories. Someday I'm sure I will.
We have two cats. Princess and King Ralphie. The laziest cats on earth.
