~A~LOVE~SUPREME's posts with tag: stuff
 1. Do you like blue cheese? Yup, especially in Ledo’s Steak n’ Blue Cheese Salad…. YUMMO!
2. Have you ever smoked heroin? Not that I know of! NO silly… 3. Do you own a gun? Nope, not unless you consider my vibrator a GUN... 4. What flavor do you add to your drink at sonic? Man, u want some Sonic! Brings back memories of those hot summers in Oklahoma… Cherry Lime Aid’s are the BOMB! 5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Only the OB/GYN… not knowing your family medical history will do that to a sista… 6. What do you think of hot dogs? Great on the grill, and not so bad on my George Foreman… 7. Favorite Christmas movie? Anything none Christmassy… 8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? A good cup of coffee, and a glass of ice water… 9. Can you do push ups? Can i? and a split! lol 11. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? My tiffany necklace that my daddy gave me, that I rarely take off… makes me feel like he’s with me! 12. Favorite hobby? Masturbating…. 14. Do you have A.D.D? On Monday, Wednesdays, and Sundays! 15. What's one trait you hate about yourself? That I won’t take life changing risks… 16. Middle name? Ellen… shut up! 17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment? Money, Sleep, and MORE Money… 18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday? A painting to match my NEW stools… A Ledo’s Deluxe with Bacon, and Gas for the gas guzzler… 19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Water, Coke, and Passion Tea Lemonade w/ 12 pumps! 20. Current worry? Replenishing the 401k, which I butchered in order to survive last year… 21. Current hate right now? My growing condo fees… 22. Favorite place to be? Ocean City 23. How did you bring in the New Year? With my baby! It was actually the best New Years ever… he said: “Happy Birthday Mommy”! 24. Where would you like to go? A trip to the Caymans or Barbados would be nice… 25. Name four people who will complete this? Friends, foes, associates, and wannabe lovers… 26. Do you own slippers? Yup! Do I wear them? No! 27. What shirt are you wearing? An Ed Hardy wife beater… 28. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? So 70’s! hot ass tacky ass shit… give me some high thread count, and I’m happy… THAT’S LUXURY… 29. Can you whistle? Nope! 30. Favorite color? Orange is my signature color, and Chocolate brown is the favorite… 31. Would you be a pirate? Nope… 32. What songs do you sing in the shower? I’m too busy trynna figure out my damn life while I’m in the shower! 33. Favorite girl's name? Darcy, Dakota, and Dallas… 34. Favorite boy's name? Malcolm 35. What's in your pocket right now? My Lord n’ Taylor ID 36. Last thing that made you laugh? A customer at Lord n’ Taylor, ragging on how awful she looked in the dress she was trying on! Better her than me, right? 37. What kind of sheets did you have on your bed as a child? Not sure, but knowing my momma, they were NICE! She NEVER slacked on bed linens… actually she never slacked, or slacks on ANYTHING! 38. Your worst injury you've ever had? My damn bone spurred big toe! Thank God for anti-inflammatory’s! 39. Do you love where you live? I loved it when I first got it, it was my own lil museum, but 8 years and 1 kid later, I’m not feelin it… but, it’s MINE, the LTV is extra LOW, and I’m in MAJOR redecorating mode… it’s on the path to architectural design! Lol, at least in MY head… 40. How many TVs do you have in your house? 6, two are BROKE! I got some Sanford n Son shit goin on in the bedroom (thanks Witchy Poo!) soon to change! 41. Who is your loudest friend? Lol… Witchy Poo… oh and Syl when her ass is DRUNK! 42. How many dogs do you have? MANY! Oh, we’re talking pets, NOT men… oops! NONE… 43. Does someone have a crush on you? I dunno know! A few have expressed interest in A Love, but few have expressed interest in TEAL… 46. What is your favorite candy? Mr. Goodbar 47. Favorite Sports Team? Team Tittie! Monique and Unique… 48. What song do you want played at your funeral? I’m goin down! Lol, I really haven’t thought about it… 4. What were you doing at 12 a.m? I was WIDE awake… NOT GOOD! 50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? Another day, that I’m closer to meeting my summer financial goals! Yo, a bitch is GRINDING and on a FUCKIN mission… I got folks in shock ova me and this part-time gig… Thank You Jesus, I FINALLY woke up, and realized that money is not ALWAYS meant to be SPENT… lol Nighty~Night!
Greetings my good people of Multiply and 360! I wanna throw a true story out to the masses and in turn get some open and honest feedback… We have a couple who has lots of history… they were college sweethearts, who eventually moved on and married others… one marriage ends in divorce(her), and the other is in the midst of a long term separation(him) where divorce it imminent… Chance brings them back together… and I say “chance” because they are both from the Great State of Texas, and due to work, and family they both ended up on the East Coast in the same TRI-State area… YEARS have gone by, and the male calls the female to simply wish her a Happy Mother’s day, only to find out that they are living in the SAME area… an instant re-connection is made, and a new chapter begins… During the process of picking up where they left off, they are introduced to swinging… boundaries have been set, and everyone is respectful of each others limitations… they attend an area club on a semi regular basis, and have attended a few private lifestyle parties… The couple experiences the normal growing pains that relationships go thru… and as with all relationships, they learn from the issues and continue to grow… Everything is flowing for a good 18 to 24 months… suddenly the female gets a call from another female… dude lies his way thru this distraction, and states that ole girl is out of the picture, and has been out of the picture for some time… but knowing women the way that I know women… Most women will not call the other woman unless they are at their wits end, and need to know where the situation is heading… dude pretty much; sweeps the situation under the rug, and all is well, after the outsider has verbally agreed to NOT contact the girlfriend or him again… They survive this major relationship violation, and continue growing, learning, loving and swinging…. Months go by, and a reliable 3rd party gets word that the male half of the duo was in attendance at a local party WITHOUT his significant otha… instead, he’s at the party with another woman… Dude is confronted with all the evidence… you see dudes other female friend, has a page on a local swing groups site… this is an invite only site, that the girlfriend has managed to become a member of… the main pic on the site, has dude and the chick all bunned up, appearing as a couple… the comments clearly state that dude and his otha girlfriend are regulars at this groups functions… now, dude is sooo crafty that he has convinced his girlfriend that when they aren’t together, he is ‘studying’… he’s studying alright: New Ass 101… Here’s the clincher… dude and girlfriend had a planned weekend, one that involved a road trip… but, dude swiftly invites girlfriend on a business trip, where they hang out, and do what couples do… she comes home a few days earlier, goes back to work, and prepares for the upcoming weekend get-a-away… Suddenly dude can’t go! Ya know why? He needs to STUDY! Girlfriend goes on her planned weekend trip with friends, and low and behold, one week later girlfriend finds out that not only was he NOT studying, but he was at the lifestyle party with girlfriend number 2… dude is confronted, and he doesn’t really deny the shit, but, he refuses to come clean AT ALL… instead, he does this reverse psychology bullshit, and goed into some major deflecting… and instead of coming cleaning, he decides the relationship is over, because she pretty much is taking other folks word over his… but, lets keep in mind that girlfriend has in ya face proof, not to mention a reliable source… This is the VERY short version to a VERY long story… a story of sex, love and swinging… I gave you enough to hopefully inspire a comment… My questions are simple: What provokes a man to cheat, when he’s in a swingers relationship? Is there no loyalty amongst swingers? Is it hard to be straight with your significant other? “Babe, I ran into the baddest sista that I’d love US to experience”
More importantly, when you've been busted, and ya shit is on the table... why NOT fess up?
The bottom-line, is this: we all know that men and women cheat for various reasons, but in my opinion, cheating in a swingers relationship, is unacceptable! If you’re offered the buffet, why creep with the appetizer? when the main course can be shared... (ok that was silly, but you get the point)...
my thoughts ar simple: RESPECT! dude didn't respect my friend nor the relationhsip enough to be upfront with her, or with himself - when the respect is NOT there, and the TRUST has been destroyed, what's left?
Hi, my name is: Ms. Teal But you can call me: Ms Teal! Never in my life have I: been gang banged! The one person who can drive me nuts is: there are several people that drive me nuts, and to protect theit feelings, I shall not reveal who they are! My high school is: I.C.A. Immaculate Conception Academy for Girls class of ‘85 When I'm nervous: I eat like a pig and smoke like a chimney The last song I listened to was: Some Mix shit by Wonder Twinz on AOL Radio If I were to get married right now it would be to: Hell, YOU tell ME! I’d marry the fictional man that I dreamed up and fuck nightly.. he's good as hell too... nasty fucker! My hair is: slicked back in my signature bun, that I am SICK of! When I was 4: I was a happy lil bitch! Mom and Dad were still together, and I was living the LIFE… Yup, those were the good ole’ days Last Christmas: Was a pretty cool Christmas, I slept all day and ate all night! (thanks T, although we NO longer speak) I should be: eating lunch, and working When I look down I see: the prettiest feet in the sexiest shoe… so i'm biased! but dammit, i got some pretty fat, flintstone feets... The happiest recent event was: hanging out at the beach with my lil man! If I were a character on 'Friends' : They would have to create a sitcom based on my character alone! By this time next year: I should see light, rainbows, and some mo’ shit at the end of this damn tunnel. My current gripe is: Folks who continue to make fucked up decisions knowing damn well it’s a FUCKED UP decision, and then they expect you to be understanding… jello, I TRIED TO TELL YA! I have a hard time understanding: why I hold my pee so damn long! Man, imma need some damn depends! If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: My momma! I want to buy: A new vehicle… Where do you plan to visit : That’s a good question – a sista will be revisting Ocean City… SOON! If you spent the night at my house: I don’t do overnights! HA The world could do without: negative, judgmental, weak ass people.. Most recent thing I've bought myself: well, I got the cutest lil dress at Marshalls last evening, and I got some shoes… Most recent thing someone else bought me: *scratching my head* oh, my mom got me some cute lil tops and dresses while I was visting… My middle name is: Ellen In the morning I: Wish I could turn back over and go back to sleep! Last night I was: getting lil man ready for his trip to Texas! And then, I got TWISTED, and then I played in my twat… There's this girl I know who: got this man, that got this other girl, that got this thing goin on… (jus kiddin) If I was an animal I'd be a: Meer Kat A better name for me would be: Dakota or Dallas Tomorrow I am: Going to work Tonight I am: Going to get LAID My birthday is: 04/09/1967 You got this from: LeTonya
Ladies, do you know when you smell? Really… do you know when there’s a feminine Hygiene issue? When you do smell and you’re at work, what do you do? Do you wash up? Do you conceal with a tampon or do you return to your seat hoping and praying no one else can smell your stank pus? Lol Would you agree that there are levels of coochie funk? Like moderately funky, and highly funky? I guess y’all are wondering where all this is coming from, huh? Well, lemme tell ya! I tend to enjoy smelling myself… last night I got home and I grab some sweats off the floor, and when I sat down, the aroma hit me… and I said: you stink! (Writing this at work and chuckling like crazy) and then I got a good whiff and I said: but it’s that good stink! (If there is such a thing… with me, there is)… the good stink made me horny as hell! Any who, I got to thinking about stinky pus and how some women have NO clue… I’m getting fat! And the fatter I get the more I sweat under my tits… now that can stink! I need help, cause this is a NEW issue for me… now the interesting thing is this, it only stinks when I have on flavored soufflé, and that’s ALL I wear… guess I need to STOP lathering the milk cartons with body soufflé huh? Being obese sucks! I hate when I go to the nail salon and the Korean woman wants to rush me so she can make more money! I try to tell her ALL the time, the more you rush me, the less your tip will be (keep in mind most of the hood girls are NOT tipping)… now for the umpteenth time, this bitch rushed me, and you can’t rush gel nails, the shit gets all wrinkled… but, cause her silly lil ass rushed me, I now get to go back tonight, for a repolish, and she gets to miss out on more money! HA! Can you tell the difference between: Japanese, Chinese, Korean, and Vietnamese upon first sight? I can. It’s something my mother taught me! It’s all in the eyes and the shape of the their face… and yes they all slant, but it’s the depth of the slant… I often think I’ve been Bi all my life… I was one of those lil kids that got caught exploring with otha lil girls… now; the interesting thing is I was always the one whose parents were called… WTF? Although I’m Bi, I don’t know if I enjoy eating pussy as much as my bi friends do… I mean I enjoy it, but I don’t love it! I think, once again “I think”, I’m one of those women that like to be taken advantage of by other women, where I lay there and they do all types of nasty, painfully cruel things to my body (is there something wrong with me?) I said “I think”, cuase I have yet to experience that, and have nothing to base the desire on other than my twisted thoughts! Now, I love women, I LOVE THEM, but I enjoy exploring them more than anything… I like playing in pussy with my fingers, and I enjoy kissing and sticking my finger in their asses (only if my nails aren’t too long), but, my absolute favorite it titties… I love sucking, biting, and nibbling on nipples! So, with all that said, does that mean I’m Semi-Bi? I also like women who have fat clits! Fat clits are easier to play with! Lol… I’m inexperienced… but fa real, when a girl has a lil bitty clit, I feel like my jaws are going to lock cause you got to put in so much got damn work, lookin for the damn clit! Sometimes I just wanna ask a woman: I’m sorry and what size did you say your clit was? Have you ever paid attention to a woman’s pussy lips? Fa real, have you? I swear some women have lips that hang very low! There’s something both sexy and weird about that… this one chick tied her lips together, and all the while I was both intrigued, and disgusted… but I sure enjoyed playing with them!
I’m still amazed at men who have “arm candy” but desire, “Thicky Ricardo’s”… this takes me back to the other night at the pool party… dude that I fucked had the baddest bitch in the house, she was FINE, at least to me, but dude couldn’t get enough of my big tittie ass (matter of fact he’s hitting me up NOW)… don’t get me wrong, I have high self esteem, and I loves me some Teal, even though she’s fat and is slowly squeezing into a size 16… it simply amazes me that dudes marry Halle Barry, and cheat with Monique… I firmly believe that if SOME married women didn’t get so damn comfortable in married life, their straying ass husbands wouldn’t stray! Granted some men are dogs that will cheat regardless how good shit is at home… but trust and believe that the majority of the cheating men cheat, cuz wifey jus isn’t doin what she usta do! I hear it time and time again… I LOVE getting into the heads of married men… and because I listen to them, and remember every damn thing, you best believe I will be supa wife! I will put my supa ho outfit on, fuck his brains out, stimulate his ass with some fucking stimulating conversation, all the while ordering dinner from Schwann’s and nursing babies…. LADIES, if you ain’t handlin ya business, trust and believe some other woman will! For all my married friends, don’t start no shit with me… this is the TRUTH! My girl Dee ( I swear she would KILL me, if she knew how much her name came up in my blog this week… the devils blog!) but, her husband purchased a bike against her will, and without her knowledge (that in itself was an issue) every since the weather turned, he has been wanting to take his wife riding… all she does is bitch and moan about the damn bike, she looks at the bitch and sees: DOWN PAYMENT FOR A HOUSE… to say she hates the bike is an understatement… but peep this, the bike is NOT going anywhere, so let it go, Boo! But more anything, if you don’t ride that damn bike, you best believe BoomSheeka from the hood will be more than happy to straddle that joint! And then I told her ass: if you know like I know, you’d be bent ova that joint and letting him hit ya fat ass from the back! She hates me… but guess who was riding this weekend? HA! (don’t fuck with me! I tell it like it IS… sometimes!) Did y’all know I was the keeper of Internet secrets! It’s both a privilege and an honor to know the secrets of so many of you… to think that some people actually seek me out, wanting my advice on some things! Lil ole me… *smh* some of my real time friends would find that funny, the funny thing is that most of them don’t know me as well as y’all do! *wink* secrets are ALWAYS safe with me… just had to say that, cause I really do feel honored… I like to watch the exchange of words via the blog comments! Some of y’all get emotionally involved in these comments… some times, I just wanna get some kettle corn, read, and create a visual of how the war of words would go down in person… hey, I’m all for being passionate about your views, but NOT at the expense of making people feel stupid, or ignorant, and even moré importantly making people feel like their view doesn’t matter,… some of y’all are DEEP and jive HURTFUL! But I love it… I still want a 360/Multiply Wall, like on the L Word… that way, we can see how many people are sexually connected! Y’all some nasty fuckers… Do y’all know that PECAN was in the DC Metro area this weekend, and he didn’t even let me know! Talking about he had no way to tell me… now I know damn well that nukka got a Smart Phone, hell he’s a smart ass mutha fucka, so he gotta have a Smart Phone, plus he works in IT, dammit where there’s a will there’s a way! Humph, I think he just flirts with me to build my self esteem… damn him! Any who, I hope the server crashes in Bethesda, and he has to come back on a weekend he has a lot of shit planned… *stick tongue out* and, I’m putting his ass on blast, I sent him my damn phone number, hell I can count on one hand how man men on the net have my number, so PECAN, you Pussy Eating Country Azz N****, next time you in the DMV, you best call a bitch, so she can straddle ya dick, OK? In closing, I look forward to the day that the word whore is a respectable word… for I have whore’ish moments, and reflecting on those moments brings me great joy! Also, as I read, and experience the worlds of some of my fellow bloggers, I must thank my parents for my upbringing and early childhood experiences! I swear, the best thing you can do to any child, man or woman, is expose them, to a world beyond television and home! Now get outta here, go do some work! *wink*
I’ve become obsessed with WeTV… obsessed! A few shows that have caught my attention; Bridezilla’s has made for great Sunday house cleaning entertainment… and then there’s the series Women Behind Bars, for those of you who don’t know, I am also obsessed with Prison Documentaries, my dad did a brief stint as a prison doctor, and every since then (which was many years ago, I was probably 5 years old) I’ve been fixated on anything prison related… I swear when Oz was discontinued I was devastated…
Here I go getting off topic AGAIN! Any who, I happened upon another show that comes on WeTV on Tuesday evenings called: The Secret Lives of Women. Now this is another GREAT show… it pretty much tells the story of every day women, who have the picket fence, the dog, the home with the garage, and the 2 kids… but, most of these women have an interesting behind closed door life… some do it for pleasure, others do it to earn a dollar… They have followed the lifestyles of a variety of women, women who like to take professional nude photos for their hubbys… women who strip on the side for extra cash, women who were once polygamist who have fled from the lifestyle and are now advocates for younger women who are forced into marriage due to their religious beliefs… it’s an interesting show, and even women who are dominatrixs, and or submissives, even prostitutes (by the way has anyone seen the new Call Girl show on Showtime?) I’ve always and will always be fascinated with how people live their lives… I find pleasure in knowing what brings a person TRUE joy… so, I’m watching The Secret Lives of Women the other night, and low and behold the topic was women in the porn industry… they showed how normal these women are, and how they live everyday lives… the only difference was how they earned their paper… instead of a 9 to 5, they work 5 to 9… instead of sitting in an ergonomically correct chair, they sit on some woman’s or mans face… but, WHAT no, let me rephrase that WHO caught my attention was, BUCK ANGEL… have you all heard of Buck Angel?
Well, if you haven’t let me fill you in… Buck Angel is the ONLY female to male transsexual porn star… (http://www.buckangel.com/) I mean he walks like a man, talks like a man, looks like man, but, he fucks like a woman… you see Buck Angel still has a pussy ( I coulda wrote vagina, but pussy feels right!), and he has shaped and molded his career in porn based on being a man with a pussy… man, this is so fuckin wild to me! About a year ago, one of my fetish friends from 360 turned me on to ole Buck Angel, and I peeped him, her, hell I dunno! But I peeped him out, and was like: WOW! I was speechless, and I’m still pretty much speechless… so here I am a year later writing a blog about Buck muthafuckin Angel… now, I’m a freak, and freaky kinky shit excites me, but in all honesty, I’m not sure what I feel about ole Buck… I mean damn, I like pussy, but I like feminine pussy, hell, I love dick, and I like manly dick… and hell, I’mma put my shit out there by saying that I could totally get with a sexy as feminine T-Girl… in my lil crazy, sick way of thinking, a T-Girl is really the BEST of both worlds…
But Buck Angel… what world is he in? I know how he categorizes himself, and how the industry categorizes him but damn, I’m stumped on this… I guess you could call him a T-boy? but damn if a man wants pussy he wants a woman, if a woman wants a man she wants a man… (given further thought, i must say there are those women who want a manly woman)... off an on for the past few days, I've been wondering; who wants Buck Angel? The interesting thing is this; his following is all gay men! Now, how bizarre is that? A gay man, watching a female to male porn star with a pussy... (dammit, i'm confused)
Now, I know this is some out there kinda shit… but, y’all are some deep ass, wise ass folks, and some of y’all got this whole sex, gender, sexuality shit down to a science… tell me your thoughts on Buck Angel? But before you do, peep this out: According to his website, Buck Angel was a pronounced tomboy as a child and adolescent. Unaware of the existence of sexual reassignment surgery, he lived for years as a female, dulling his sexual confusion with drugs and alcohol. Though he was profitably employed as a professional model, he has stated that he was generally dissatisfied with his identity and existence and "was not loving life." [1] When he saw a film featuring a female-to-male transsexual character, he immediately began inquiring about sexual reassignment surgery and therapy and started receiving testosterone treatments. Within two years, he had his breasts surgically removed and began living full-time as a man. He has not undergone a phalloplasty and advertises himself as a "real man with a real pussy". It is not unusual for many FTM transgender men to forgo this procedure, as it is both expensive (usually about two or three times as expensive as the MTF genital surgeries) and highly risky; additionally, some transmen don't consider the results to be on-par with the MTF options. Angel is distinguished for his openness about possessing a vulva and the pride he takes in being a transman with female genitalia. He is currently married to body piercer Elayne Angel.
- This was ON POINT for me... EVERY damn WORD (jacked from a "respected" blogger)
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January 01 - 09 ~ Ass
January 10 - 24 ~Slug
January 25 - 31 ~Cockroach | February 01 - 05 ~ Parasite
February 06 - 14 ~Bullfrog
February 15 - 21 ~Skunk
February 22 - 28 ~ Snake | March 01 - 12 ~ Ape
March 13 - 15 ~ Cockroach
March 16 - 23 ~ Slug
March 24 - 31 ~ Parasite | April 01 - 03 ~ Ass
April 04 - 14 ~ Snake
April 15 - 26 ~ Slug
April 27 - 30 ~ Skunk | May 01 - 13 ~ Slug
May 14 - 21 ~ Bullfrog
May 22 - 31 ~ Cockroach | June 01 - 03 ~ Slug
June 04 - 14 ~ Skunk
June 15 - 20 ~ Ass
June 21 - 24 ~ Ape
June 25 - 30 ~ Parasite< /B> | July 01 - 09 ~ Slug
July 10 - 15 ~ Ass
July 16 - 26 ~ Bullfrog
July 27 - 31 ~ Parasite | August 01 - 15 ~ Ape
August 16 - 25 ~ Slug
August 26 - 31 ~ Skunk | September 01 - 14 ~ Bullfrog
September 15 - 27 ~ Parasite
September 28 - 30 ~ Ass | October 01 - 15 ~ Ape
October 16 - 27 ~ Skunk
October 28 - 31 ~ Snake | November 01 - 16 ~Cockroach
November 17 - 30 ~Parasite | December 01 - 16 ~ Ass
December 17 - 25 ~ Ape
December 26 - 31 ~ Bullfrog |
If you are an Ass : A very loyal and sweet person. Your loyalty can never be doubted. You are quite honest and sincere when it comes to your attitude towards working. You are a very simple person, indeed. Absolutely hassle free, humble, and down-to-earth!! That explains the reason why your friends cling on to you ! You have a good taste for clothes. If your wardrobe is not updated with what is trendy, you sure are depressed. Popular and easy-going. You have a little group of dignified friends, a! ll of them being quality-personified.
If you are a Slug : Always up to some sort of a mischief! The mischievous gleam in your eyes is what makes you so cute and attractive to everyone. You are an extremely fun-to-be-with kind of person. No wonder people seek your company and look forward to include you for all get-together's. However, you are sensitive which is a drawback. People need to select their words while talking to you. If someone tries to fiddle around and play with words while dealing with you, it is enough to invite your wrath. God bless the person then!
If you are a Coc kroach : Quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person. You best try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight. An outdoor person, you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration. You are a born leader, and have it in you how to tactfully derive work from people. You love being loved and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all theirs!!!! Well, well... Hence some people could even take an advantage, flatter you to the maximum and get their work done. So be careful.....
If you are a Parasite : An extremely lovable, adorable person, sometimes shy, with a passion for quick wit. At times, you prefer quietness. You love exploring various things and going into depth of each thing. Under normal circumstances you're cool but when given a reason to, you are like a volcano waiting to erupt. You're a fashion bird. People look forward to you as an icon associated with fashion. Basically, you mingle along freely but don't like talking much to strangers. People feel very easy in your company. You observe care in choosing your friends.
If you are a Skunk : You are near to perfect and nice at heart. The examples of your kindness are always circulated in groups of people. You, too, love peace. You wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong. You are loved due to this. You do not wish to talk behind one's back. People love the way you always treat them. You can give, give, and give love, and the best part is that you do not expect it back in return. You are generous enough. Seeing things in a practical lig ht is what remains the best trait of you guys.
If you are a Bullf rog : You symbolize a very happy-go-lucky approach in life. Whatever the surroundings may be, grim or cheerful, you remain unaffected. In fact, you spread cheer wherever you go. You are the leader of your group of friends and good at consoling people in their times of need. You dislike hypocrisy and tend to shirk away from hypocrites. ! They can never be in your good books, no matter what. You are very methodical and organized in your work. No amount of mess, hence, can ever encompass you. Beware, it is easy for you to fall in love....
If you are a Snake : You are mysterious. You are someone who can handle pressure with ease, and can handle any atmosphere without going berserk. You can be mean at times, and love to gossip with your selected group. Very prim and proper. You like all situations and things to be in the way you desire, which, sometimes is not possible. As a result, you may lose out in some relationships. But otherwise, you love to help people out from difficult and tight spots when they really need you.
If you are an Ape : Very impatient and hyper!!! You want things to be done as quick as possible. At heart, you are quite simple and love if you are the center of attraction. That way, you people are unique. You would like to keep yourself safe from all the angles. Shall your name be dragged or featured in any sort of a controversy, you then go all panicky. Therefore, you take your precautions from the very beginning. When you foresee anything wrong, your sixth sense is what saves you from falling in traps. Quite a money minded bunch you people are!!
1. Honestly, where are you now? In my damn bed... Wonderin why I’m not sleep or at least touchin myself...
2. Honestly, have you ever failed a subject in high school? Nope, not a one! Wooohoo for me... 3. Honestly, what's on your mind? Lil man... He’s not feeling very well, and missing school is out of the question... 4. Honestly, what is it that you really should be doing right now? I should be prepping for tomorrow... Ironing clothes for John and myself! 5. Honestly, have you brushed your teeth today? umm, YES! 6. Honestly, who are your best friends in the world? there’s best friends, and there’s good friends... One of my bestest freinds is my ace, John. 7. Honestly, who is the hottest person you know? Hmmmm, that’s easy... ME! Lol seriously I need to give this some thought 8. Honestly, are you a good friend? I think so... But only my friends cangive you a true answer... 9. Honestly, do you think school is important? Very much so... I believe that higher education isn’t for everyone, however I also believe that college isn’t your "thing" then a trade needs to be your thing... better yet, a plan that will allow you to be self sufficent! 10. Honestly, what are your dreams mostly about? I dream of better days! It usta be love, now it’s more about stability... I dream about my sons future... 11. Honestly, who/what makes you happy most of the time? My son... my fantasies, reminisicing about the good ole days! Mostly my son, the sit he says could brighten any day 12. Honestly, what hobbies do you have? Well, riding public transportation has allowed me to embrace reading again... Mastubating, sleeping, eating, dreaming, living, laughing, loving, and embracing new ideals 13. Honestly, what song are you listening to? A lipton green ice tea commercial... none really 14. Honestly, who do you want to see at this very moment? Wow! If I could make it happen it would be my dad, and Jackie, but they are no longer with us! Maybe they’ll appear in tonights dream... 15. Honestly, do you have a deadly condition? My tongue can be deadl, but only when I’ve been pushed... 16. Honestly, do you hate someone right now? Hate, no... hate is a strong word! Dislike? Yes, I dislike several people 17. Honestly, who/what do you wanna hug right now? My mom... I could use a hug from my momma right about now! 18. Honestly, are you bored? No, not really... More like relaxed! 19. Honestly, who do you wanna slap right now? I refuse to go there! Lol 20. Honestly, wouldn't you rather be having sex right now? Oh yes! Oh hell yes... 21. Honestly, do u like someone? I like a lot of people! 22. Honestly, are u single? Ummmm yes! And for the first time in a long ass time, I’m not sad about it! 23. Honestly, why did ya last relationship fail? Lol... Read the last blog, he was married! But for real, the one prior to that was due to us growing apart 24. Honestly, does anyone like you? I’m sure a few people like me! Most either do or don’t... Hell I like me, that’s more than some people can say
 Don’t you just love the girls who don’t want to be labeled? They refuse to be associated with the word Bi Sexual... I have never understood that... A couple of years ago, I hooked up with this sexy couple... We’re sitting down drinking and talking, and I recall asking girlfriend are you BI? And she said: I don’t like labels, I love women, and I’m a sexual woman... In the meantime, I’m thinking, what the fuck is that? Now girlfriend is sitting there looking like she wants to sop me up with a damn biscuit! But, she refuses to label herself as bisexual, because SHE DON’T LIKE LABELS... So we get in the bedroom, and girlfriend straight attacks me, kissing me, sucking on the tits till the milk squirts out, and eating the pussy like it’s her last damn meal, and suckin the hell outta my ass... and every step of the way, she’s telling me how sexy I am, and how good I feel, and I’m enjoying every move she makes, but in the back of my mind I’m saying, Bitch, ya ass is bisexual... but, nooooo, SHE DON’T LIKE LABELS!
The funny thing is that over the years I’ve encountered a few women who also did not want to be labeled as bisexual... So my question or shall I say questions are simple: Why are some bisexual women unwilling to identify themselves as being bisexual? Are these women unable to name it and claim it because they are ashamed, or is it because these women haven’t mentally wrapped their brains around desiring other women? Now granted, I realize that folks aren’t as comfortable as I am... I don’t expect anyone to shout it from the mountain tops... However, if you’re in a situation with like-minded folks, and your asked the question, how can you run from it? Maybe it's me that's off base here, and i'm just comfortable and accepting of my desires, but, if you can't own up to it, then I feel your doing yourself a disservice... Help me out peeps, I’m on a need to know basis...
…before I get into this here blog, lemme share one detail, this here blog, is a blog with NO substance, NO rhyme, No reason! I was always taught that when you’re making purchases, and spending your hard earned money, you want quality over quantity… …my first job was at the Smithsonian’s Air and Space Museum as a cashier… I was in the 10th grade. Man, you couldn’t tell me shit. I made all of $6.25 per hour… and I was NOT working at McDonald’s, like some of my friends… the sole purpose of the job was to SHOP, and have FUN… when I got my first check I wanted to SHOP till I DROPPED… you see I wore a uniform every day, and I wanted to wear the cute hip stuff my friends wore, and of course my momma wasn’t haven’t anything to do with that, she didn’t do “trends”… she had a VERY structured, borderline preppy look for me… so I get the first check, and mom says: “Teal, you need to pay yourself, and you need to save, you’ll be going away to college in a few years, and you’ll want your own money” (she ain’t neva lied, cuz I swear they sent my to Oklahoma, and forgot about my ass until Christmas)... All I knew is I wanted to get my shop on! At the time my mom was a big Bloomingdales, Garfinkels (old school DC department store! DMV, y’all remember the flagship store on 14th and F right?), Woodward and Lothrop kinda chick, and I knew from my weekly shopping missions with her, that I could not afford those stores… it was NOT an option! …before I go any further, my biggest mistake was NOT listening to her when she said, “pay yourself first”… that was the beginning of my money mismanagement issues… any who, I was determined to buy some damn clothes, and since I couldn’t afford the stores she shopped at on my lil paycheck, I headed to Lerner’s! Remember Lerner’s ladies? I think it’s called New York and Company today... I made my purchases and skipped my happy none fat ass home! Man, you couldn’t tell me shit… I was on such a high! then I walked in the door, and here comes the voice of reason, my damn momma! “Let me see what you have”? First off when she saw the bag, her nose was all turned da fuck up! (Truth be told I kinda do that shit, also. But, I got it from her)... she asked to see what I purchased, and I gladly showed her… cuz, I was PROUD! Hell I got it with my own money, and I was able to pick out my own shit, without her negative comments… can I just tell you that she shocked the shit out of me, and complimented me on my purchases… and then she dropped the bomb! I remember it like it was yesterday… “Very nice pieces Teal. But, quality over quantity”... I swear her voice went into a baritone state when she said; QUALITY OVER QUANTITY” she went on to say that when you purchase good classic pieces, they will last you a lifetime… she told me that the items that I had purchased would not last past a year for two reasons, they were cheap, poorly made clothes, and, they were “trendy”…. …low n behold, a “few” washings, and dry cleanings later, spring turned into summer, and low and behold the shit, was some shit! And from that moment on I learned that quality beats quantity anyday… she taught me how to appreciate how clothes were made, and to appreciate how slacks were to fit a woman’s body… and, she “was” a diva (now, she’s a retired Birkenstock, dreadlocked, good clothes wearing earthy kinda woman, but still a diva!), and I was her trainee… on another note, I must mention the seeds.. My daughter is OFF da chain, real FASHIONISTA, where as I prefer more classic timeless pieces… but my son, oh boy, I feel sorry for his wife or girlfriend, cuz lil man will break shit down for a sista! “You don’t match”… “Momma those shoes don’t look right” … “momma those heels make your legs look purrty” … I swear he is my BIGGEST critic! …but, back to my momma, I can’t help but wonder if she understands that she created this monster? Any who, on to the subject of the bog… you know me, I always got to give a ill history! Soooooo… last night as I lie across my bed, I did what I always do… I drew a mental picture of what I was gonna wear to work… I decided on my favorite pair of black slacks! Every girl has a pair… the ones that fit you just right, the ones that give you that extra swagger, the ones that you would KILL for… mine are my beloved Donna Karan’s… now, I’m not talkin DKNY, nor am I talkin Donna Karan sport… I’m talking Donna Karan black label, $400.00 slacks! Man, I love these damn slacks… I purchased these slacks in 1995, I was working at Neimans part-time, simply to feed my shopping habit, and I got the pants on sale, and with my discount, the bitches still cost me $285.00… you couldn’t tell me nothin! … a year ago, I started to notice that the silk lining was starting to show signs of wear and tear… but I kept wearing them, hell it was just the lining… I wore them last week for the first time in awhile, and as I was walking I could feel the lining doing STRANGE things, a sign that it was time to let them go… in an effort to save my beloved Donna Karan slacks, I took my ass to the tailor, and asked her what could be done! She laughed, and told me to cut the lining out, and then she complimented the cut, texture, and craftsmanship! Dammit, I knew these shits were the bomb, and worth keepin… So here I sit today, in my damn slacks, and I honestly think, they will have to be placed in the 3rd closet (the, I can’t possibly throw THAT away closet)... granted, they still look good, and I still look good in them, but the damn things are 13 years old… and since I cut out the lining, they don’t feel right! Now, they still look good on me, but, they are hanging on by a thread... my babies are dying on me… So this is my ode to my Donna Karan slacks… oh how I love thee… You took me from winter to summer and still looked good… from no panties at all, to thongs, to my boy cut shorts, you made my ass look like a coffee cup stop… from Sunday brunch, to Monday’s staff meeting, you always stood out, and filled in whateva clothing blank! I thank you Donna Karan slacks, for you have served me well, and If nothing else, I gots my money worth… Ok, I’m trippin, but I swear I am emotionally attached to these bitches! And the thought of giving up one of my first “major” clothing purchase is making me a lil sad… but, I will survive, because at the end of the day… it’s just a piece of textile! But boy did they make me smile! Lol So, if u made it this far, tell me about your “favorite” luxury item.. Do u agree in quality over quantity or do you prefer a mass of whateva?
 First and foremost, Happy Easter to my online family! Ok, ok, ok, if you didn’t know, my laptop crashed a year ago, and dammit, when it crashed, I crashed! Well, low n behold, the heavenly fasther has placed someone in my life who has reparied my laptop, and with that repair comes all my old blogs, pictures, videos, and some mo’ shit! Whew damn, can I just tell y’all that I was a picture taking, video making FOOL...
any who, in honor of my baby up and running, I’ll be posting some old blogs for your viewing and commenting pleasure! enjoy... ...I’ve decided that when i die, i will come back as a porn star! my screen name will be simone the seductress... my visions of porn star stardom began at st paul and augustine's in the 2nd grade... sister jean marie asked the class to think of what they wanted to be when they grew up? now all the little kids had these grand thoughts, president, doctors, lawyers, firemen, policemen, etc... and when it was my time to answer, i stood up boldly and said, i wanna be a "go-go dancer"! sister jean marie almost shit bricks, and then i said no, no, no, i wanna be a "porn star"! i was quickly grabbed by my innocent little hands, and immediately pattled in front of the whole damn class... the funny thing is although i was embarrassed as hell that this old ass bitch paddled me in front of the whole damn class, i must admit, that wood paddle felt good (another story, for another blog!), and i can remember that was the first time i felt my pussy juices trickle down my thighs... that was an experience to remember! ...it's sufficient to say that my deviant behaviour started at a very young age! i can tell yawl some stories, but i'll save that for future blogs... due to the fact that my parents were divorced and my mom worked on her masters at night, i spent a great deal of time with some cousins who were party girls, and i was "little miss", always along for the ride... in my travels with them i saw things that the average 9 year old should and would not see... they were big in the local theatrical world, always rehearsing for that play or auditioning for the next local play... most of the rehearsals would take place at someone's house, after the rehearsal there would always be a basement house party (ain't nothin like those 70's basement house parties!), some of yawl remember house parties, with the red or blue light, people drinkin miller, and smokin weed... my ass was right there, all up in the mix... i would turn a corner and it would be nothing for me to see someone giving a blow job- or walk into the bathroom, and boom girlfriend is riding her mans dick on the toliet- then there was the time that i ventured from the basement to the upstairs, and i saw a straight orgy takin place... now i knew better than to bring this shit to my mothers attention, because all that shit would've come to an immediate hault!... now whenever i would tell my cousins what i saw, they would quickly tell me that what i saw was folks "rehearsing" for a play! OK... rehearsal huh?... that's interesting... now lets fast forward a few years to about 12 years old when i saw my first porn flick, now i'm seeing some of the same shit, that i saw at those damn parties! for me, that was a light bulb moment! hence, my inner most desire to be a porn star! now the funny thing is this, i told sister jean marie i wanted to be a porn star way before my expeirences with my wacky cousins... i guess the inner freak was always there! ...now, i'm not bull-shitting yawl, i wanna come back as a porn star! why not get paid for what you love to do, and i love to fuck, and i fuck good enuf to get paid for it! i figure that my being a porn star will allow me to indulge in all of my inner most desires, such as experiencing double penetration, a little bdsm, and my personal favorite, the domme bitch!... ummmhmmm, get paid for getting laid, hell not only can i indulge in my desires, but i also get the chance to indulge in my vouyeristic, and exhibionist ways, all while being payed! at the end of the day, it's all about the paper baby... you see in my little porn star world things would go like this: i would produce, star, and direct... i would choose my co-stars, and they would fuck me on demand, in the manner that i choose to be fucked... now, my sets would all be upscale, avante garde, sexy sets.... non of that cheezy shit, with the $300.00 couches, $100.00 chairs, and 100 count sheets... fuck that, my pussy ain't comfortable unless it's laying on 400 count plus! ... my sets would be decorated with furniture from theodore's (it's a d.c. thing, so, some of yawl, wouldn't understand!), i would only be dressed in natori lingere, none of that cheap ass vistoria's secret shit (sorry ladies! it's a damn chain store!)... and, my movies would require no story line, it would be straight up caviar sex, with a dose of champange fantasies, and a twist of steel reserve thuggish rugged lovin'... ummhmm, that's me, simone the seductress, the milliuem vanessa del rio...
What’s up peeps? I’ve been on a blog roll, and thought I’d post another… because my life has been pretty much doom and gloom, I’ve been getting my inspiration from various web site home pages… Today I find myself on AOL personals, where they posed the following question; What’s the best kind of “love” relationship to have? Now, the good people of AOL seem to believe that the best kind of love relationship is one that is monogamous. In the words of AOL “If you want a sexy, passionate and intense love relationship, then be monogamous.” So, let’s talk about monogamy… as per Webster: mo·nog·a·my (mə-nŏg'ə-mē) Pronunciation Key
n. 1. The practice or condition of having a single sexual partner during a period of time. 2. a. &nbs |
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