I am NOT a pin cushion

I don’t even know if I spelled that correctly.

Hello Hansome men, I am sorry to have left you hanging (let me look at your pants and giggle at my own joke for a second) – I was a little busy

I had my phone off while I was a patient at Kaiser Sunset in the E.R.

Pleh. IV’s are NOT sexy!
Men who come to rescue me are sexy!

So, thanks to those of you who kept me company when I was in areas where cell phones were allowed, and thanks to the cowboy for saving my car from impound and towing, and thanks to all the cute dr’s who took such good care of me.

Midnight

I am sitting here at midnight, water running down my back from wet soap scented hair -I can’t decide if I want to go to sleep just yet.

I need to do something to use up the rest of this energy first…

Got any suggestions?

April fool

So. having my photobucket account banned has sucked the wind out of my sails… I have been blue and far away from you.

I gotta find a new photo host. In the mean time I have been working on my web page, playing with building a chat room, and keepong my day job. I hope to hear soon about my traffic ticket (I need the $300 back, please) that I paid and wrote an affidavit for. I was in the Car Pool lane, but Iwas TOTALLY in the right for being there – or so I seem to believe.

Slum lord raised the rent, and for some reason I owe $2,000 for my father- feel free to donate to my good cause.

And, to add insult to injury- I have phone sex more often than actual sex these days. Whoops, there went my will to live!

 

Cheer a girl up and write to me. Please

Sugardaddyforyou letter from an idiot

I’ll be there for a trade show. Perhaps in between work we could have some fun. Do you like to have your pussy licked? I have to run. Please keep in touch.

arcadiatease wrote: (Thu, 27 Dec 2007 09:03:30 -0800)

> Well my dear,
> What did you have in mind?
>
> funluving4u2 wrote: (Thu, 27 Dec 2007 08:58:06 -0800)
>
>> Mmmm….want to play?
>>
>> arcadiatease wrote: (Thu, 27 Dec 2007 08:50:09 -0800)
>>
>>> It is 35 minutes south of me and a beautiful area
>>>
>>> funluving4u2 wrote: (Thu, 27 Dec 2007 08:35:22 -0800)
>>>
>>>> I’ll be in Aneheim later this month. Is that near you?
>>>
>>

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um, I am breathing, of course I like getting oral!

But seriously, sometimes the hook up letters make me lose my faith in the faithfulness of men

Should you be friends with a former lover?

Hmmmm….

Me? I am a little loud and emotional and don’t just burn my bridges, I commit emotional arson. I yell and cry and make men cry too. I guess that is like my latent talent, I make men cry.

Now, while this is really handy when I am blackmailing Steve, it is a little disturbing to havbe a giant hunk of a man (that I was thinking about diving to my knees in front of for an extended period of time) turn in to a giant hairy blubbering ball before my eyes! Also, it means that when I do finally dump his ass, I have to make damned good and sure that he cries or else I will feel unimportant!

At any rate, now that you are sure I am evil – I am to relationships as Bin Ladin is to world peace – I have a point to make. If I liked someone enough to feel for them emotionally and STILL get naked with them (face it, a fast furious one night blind f*ck is fine and terrific but it takes effort to get nakey nakey with someone you have to see all the time), why would I give that up just because I don’t want to be all romantic and stuff?

I am a greedy bitch and I keep my men. I keep them as friends, I know any wives subsequent to our dating, I get Christmas cards and presents. I love that because I love them.

It is a little uncalled for to be walking around Burbank on a cell phone and have an ex remark about the happiness of subsequent lovers over his oral sex giving skills. I mean, DUH, I KNOW you give good head, you have given it to me time and again and sometimes I stay up nights wondering if it was real or a crazy porno sexual false memory implanted by aleins to drive me nuts! But, I can’t say that.

Seriously, what do you think?

I am going to HAWAII

I leave Wednesday morning and I will post via my MotorolaQ, if I remember how! I am soo happy!

Personal ad photo ettiquite

CROP your pictures

ot take a snap of you alone

No one wants to see dis-embodies harms, fingers, hair that should be attached to a woman.

Women also don’t want ot see you with outher women. We are possessive creatures. Even if I have not met you, I don’t wanna know someone else already beat me to ya.

And as for pictures of you in the middle of sex – YUK! All I ever think is “He already has someone to play with, he doesn’t need me”, and I pass you over.

 Also, your old lover, mother, daughter, sister, niece probably doesn’t want horny women thinking she is sleeping with you!

Comeon men, get it together or I will start posting your pictures here.

I write dirty mean sex stories better then the CL responders…

WARNING, this is ADULT CONTENT 

favorite punishment…
I was bad one day and came over wet from fingering myself as I drove

once I was kissed hello He put his hand in my panties and found the
wetness.  He immediately sat down in a big chair and pulled me across
his lap where he proceeded to spank me, and then caress my butt  with
his hands before whacking me again. he rammed his fingers into me
mercilessly and reminded me that “that” was His.  Then he took me
outside, tied my hands over my head and attached the rope to his t
awning.
I was helpless and wearing a dress, bra and no pantries. He came back
with scissors and cur them open from the front and went back inside.
Half an hour later he returned with a cold blindfold and s
bottled water into my mouth.
Then I heard it – the sound of voices. Men’s voices were talking
about… about ME!

he knows I am shy but invited his friends over  to see me nude and
helpless. I am their sex pinata. I feel mouths and hands and fingers
all over me. I squirm to make myself disappear, ,, but I can’t.

I hear his voice telling his friends that I act like my pussy doesn’t
belong to only him, so he is going to go to Starbucks and while I am
gone, i can be their Sex Pinata’

I had mouths on my breasts, sucking and biting, someone pulled up a
chair an sat in it  and then the men lifted me so my legs went round
his shoulders. He practically drank me, and then I heard the camera
shutter clicking,  Someone tried fucking my ass while I was being
eaten and the parade of hands and mouths didn’t stop for 20 minutes.

When he came back, his friends left, after kissing me one after the other.

It was soo cold and wet… I was soaked by the garden hose. He had
escorted his friends out the front door and come into the garden and
grabbed the hose. HE told me I was a dirty sex piggy and needed to be
cleaned.  He put the hose in my pussy and I felt the water filling me
up and spilling back out. I came so hard. I was being f*cked by water!

Having a second hose aimed at my ass was not as much fun!

Eventually he took off my blindfold and let me apologize for playing
with His Property. He let my hands down and retied them lower to the
post. He left me out there for another hour until I dried, then gave
me a robe and sent me home

5 things that get me hot, and several things that do not

1.  Being unwrapped like a present
2. Watching a man type swiftly… I want to be a keyboard too!
3. The sun – duh – okay, that was a shallow shot. The truth is listening to a man talk dirty drives me wild and wet. I always have the best sex when I am fresh of the phone with a dirty boy caller!
4. Super Nerdy brainy men who tell me things i can’t begin to understand. YEs, I love a good rocket scientist (and fortunately I know about 100 of them – lucky me!)
5. Having a man wrap his hand up in my hair at the bak of my head while he kisses me.

 Not making me hot these days….

• Married men who hit on me in real life
• Being led on or teased. – Hey, I am a big fan of “You gotta tease before you please“, but eventually, you gotta follow through!
• Flakes who don’t show up when you need them
• Really short men
• Stupid people – I  mean folks who have at least an average IQ but they chose NOT to use their brains
• Being on a date with a hot guy who is driving only to discover he doesn’t use “blinker action”. If i can’t relax in your car, I will never relax in your arms, I’m just sayin’.

I reserve the right to amend this list at any time.

someone accused me of Purple Prose,

actually, they said I write like a catalogue: in particular the Upper Echelon Elitist catalogue from Seinfeld, you remember Jerry Seinfeld don’t ya?

In my defence, I use words as a way to eek out a living… When I talk to you, I want you to see, feel, taste and hear what I am telling you.

When I say: “Your lips were warm and heavy when pressed against mine. As you shifted position to lay your mouth on mine at a different angle a sliver of chapped skin drew over my bottom lip like a tiny pebble of sand. Just that one imperfection reminded me – this is reality and it is forever better than fantasy.” , I want you to remember every flawed kiss you have had, or smooch made atop a bunny slope when the Chap-stick was out of reach and far from your mind.

Is that so wrong?