Sex quotes and other things
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Posted:Jul 24, 2014 11:36 pm
Last Updated:Jul 27, 2014 7:45 am
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I wrote a fantasy the other day, and I'm trying to figure out how to make it "blog worthy". It was created in the spur of the moment for one of my friends. Not *my* typical scene but I did have a lot of fun running with it in my mind. My words having a powerful effect on another is quite an aphrodisiac.
In the meantime, while I continue the struggle to make my words reader-friendly:
HiddenMythology posted a fun little blog post tonight, [post 3451535] ... "Sex is the...."
My first internal response: "sex is the distraction" and turns out I was quite right. Just not quite as I thought... I then got caught up googling sex quotes.
Some of my favorites:
Sex on television can't hurt you unless you fall off. ~Author Unknown
An intellectual is a person who's found one thing that's more interesting than sex. ~Aldous Huxley
Conservatives say teaching sex education in the public schools will promote promiscuity. With our education system? If we promote promiscuity the same way we promote math or science, they've got nothing to worry about. ~Beverly Mickins
(I'm not sure if I should feel bad for laughing as hard as I did at that one. It's also got a sad ring of truth to it)
I regret to say that we of the FBI are powerless to act in cases of oral-genital intimacy, unless it has in some way obstructed interstate commerce. ~J. Edgar Hoover, attributed
(this amuses me from a literary view. I'm thinking of challenging some writers I know to run with this in November)
“In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.”
― Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders
“Anyone who is in love is making love the whole time, even when they're not. When two bodies meet, it is just the cup overflowing. They can stay together for hours, even days. They begin the dance one day and finish it the next, or--such is the pleasure they experience--they may never finish it. No eleven minutes for them.”
― Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes
“Anyone who is observant, who discovers the person they have always dreamed of, knows that sexual energy comes into play before sex even takes place. The greatest pleasure isn't sex, but the passion with which it is practiced. When the passion is intense, then sex joins in to complete the dance, but it is never the principal aim.”
― Paulo Coelho
Every time I read something Paulo Coelho has written or said: it resonates with me. I think I need to find out who this person is.
And a quote from my late Grandpa that I grew up hearing (well, once I hit teenage years at least):
"Be good. If you can't be good: be careful. If you can't be careful: name it after me!"
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A Few of my Favorite Things
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Posted:Jul 21, 2014 8:55 pm
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2014 5:42 am
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I know, all I have to say is "Man in a Kilt" but... here's a photo.
This gets many things in one shot. Facial hair. Head hair. Kilt. Sexy man that... well, he's on my laminate list. I've just decided. Especially if he shows up looking like that.
I originally thought to do this entire post, favorite things displayed by men in kilts. I could get Sean Connery in a kilt. A man in a kilt with a kitten in a sporran. I'm being merciful to my blog watchers though... you're welcome 
I love morning stubble, or the scruffy "lazy, haven't shaved all weekend" thing. Sunday mornings, wake me up nuzzling like that... mmmmmm.
Hm... non sexual things (my imagination needs to back off a little)... baby animals of all sorts. Cats. The sound of bagpipes in the distance. The sound of the Bodhran drum. (Since spell check isn't giving me the proper spelling: my apologies for the typo)
The soft spot beside the eye... where crows feet may reside. Or may not. I often forget about it... but when I notice and remember... it's a magical spot. Life, laughter, tears... everything written there. Yet still soft. So beautiful. To touch. To kiss. To admire peripherally while gazing into a loved ones eyes (actually I'm too busy gazing to admire peripherally). I'm not sure I can really explain it. It's not the crows feet but the between that I admire.
Crows. The scent of sun-warmed pine. The feel and scent of Rocky Mountain Air. The scent of a lovers skin. The feel of teeth or nail biting or dragging across my neck.
Rainbows. I'm the weird one who rushes outside in the rain to watch for rainbows. Or dance. Or run around the neighborhood laughing and stopping to say hello to all my friends NOT out dancing in the rain (Well, I usually don't do that so much as an adult, but I did a few times when I was younger).
The wind, blowing through my hair, whispering in my ear, caressing my skin. Though sometimes the wind blows cold, a heart-and-soul stealing cold, edging through the cracks and trying to get in, to steal all and leave an empty shell. Then the wind isn't so fun.
Caramel Ice Cream.
Huckleberries. Pomegranates. Pineapple. All fresh.
My inner Temptress. Actually that's a love/hate relationship... but I love that mischievous lustful feel when that part of me escapes. (My image is that she's stuck in a cage... but comes out whenever she feels like it and laughs at me because the cage is never really locked, and the door barely closed)
Leather and lace.
The husky growl of a lovers voice whispering in my ear.
I love being serenaded. Or just a man singing to make me smile. (Yes, that has happened quite a bit in my life. Some FOR me, some TO me, some just because)
Did I mention kilts?
Ohh! And airplanes. I LOVE flying. The adventures that away. Travel. Exploring the world...learning new things. Meeting new people (to a point. I'm still an introvert and need my space).
Alright... I think I'm done pouring myself out on the page lol.
What are some of your favorite things?
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Meet Lady Greybrd
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Posted:Jul 20, 2014 1:03 am
Last Updated:Jul 21, 2014 4:51 pm
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There is a slight possibility that Mister is fixable. I am running him by the shop that changed the oil 2 days prior to all the issues "just in case" they messed something up. Figure either they did and they will fix it... or they will tell me they didn't but X is what's wrong and if I want they can fix it for $$$.
However, I now have a "new to me" car.
Meet "Lady Greybrd" - she's a rough, piratey sort with a bit of class. "Greybrd" for short.
Interesting thing... I told Mister, 2 years ago, that when it was time... HE had to find me my next vehicle. Because I'm totally daunted by the task. And, if you look at it all in a certain light, he did. A friend mentioned last night: "It sounds like it was a good time for Mister to bite the bullet." and it suddenly became clear.
1: One last memorable road trip.
2: Mister "broke". My uncle came and looked him over, went home, started hunting around the internet and sending me Craigslist links.
I bought the VERY FIRST car that my uncle found and sent me. Didn't look at any others. (they were either already sold or the seller was unavailable)
Had this all transpired a month ago or a month from now I wouldn't have been so lucky.
1989 Olds Delta 88 Royale Brougham (Same year, same make, one step up in model. The Delta 88 line went 88 / 88 Royale / 88 Royale Brougham -- don't think there was a next level up). 115,800 miles. A few rust spots (being fixed next weekend). The left CV joint leaks due to a worn out seal, but the new seal is in the trunk. Family is fixing it soon. A few lights are burnt out. MPG could use some help but cleaning things up (maybe replace the air flow sensor?) should fix it. Power windows/doors/seats work. New battery. Brakes are good. The I bought it from had purchased it from a friend of his parents who were the original owners. They kept it in a garage all but the last 2 years. He drove it 6 months while saving for the jeep he really wanted and repaired what he could during that time. Everything needing "fixed" is minor, and won't take much time at all. Some is just cosmetic.
I know... not an impressive fancy new car. Or even "newer" car. But it works for me. Plus, he was only asking an "It runs" price for an "it runs great" car. And we haggled him down a bit. If anybody wants to know the amount: 320.
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Top Fan Issue
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Posted:Jul 19, 2014 12:27 pm
Last Updated:Jul 21, 2014 4:51 pm
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Just sharing, in case any of my readers are participating in the "Top Fan" thing and are running into the same issue.
Namely: not being able to bid.
I top fanned one friend, then a few weeks later tried fanning another but it wouldn't work. Window pops up find, put the bid amount, click enter and.... the bid turns red. That's it. Doesn't post. Won't do anything. This is universal across all of the friends, even the first person I successfully fanned is not working now.
From Site Support:
Demonic,
I was asking the devs about this. It seems there's a patch being pushed for this feature. For the time being, the Top Fan list is at its max and once they're done testing and push the fix live the feature should be restored.
I apologize for the inconvenience. I have asked for more detail and will have a better explaination for you once I've received it.
Antonio
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"Want" vs "Need"
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Posted:Jul 18, 2014 9:57 pm
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2014 5:43 am
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Once, many lifetimes ago, I was in an argument with a friend. He NEEDED me. And it infuriated and hurt him that I refused to say I NEEDED him back.
"I *WANT* you... I dont *NEED* you"
I probably would never have said anything so blunt, except he was pushing at me. "Say you need me"
I NEED water. Food. Shelter. Air. I would die without them.
Without him? I might want to die. It would hurt like hell. But I wouldn't DIE.
In my mind... I guess part of me wants somebody to need me. But onto a point. I don't like the feeling of pressure it places on me. WANTing, however, is different.
Hmmm... I guess that's it. "Need" puts pressure on me, from both parties. "Wants" gives me freedom. In a way.
Maybe it's a Taurus thing, maybe it's a DSK thing. Actually probably both... but I do not handle being "pushed". I don't fly off the wall, I just resist. Violently if necessary but usually a stubborn, bull-headed, do-as-I-want plodding along suffices.
A needy person does, in a way, call out the side of me that wants and needs to be needed. But that's only 50% of me. The other 50% gets resentful, and eventually the scale tips as my "need to be needed" energy is sucked away.
Thoughts? Opinions? Crickets?
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Summer Break
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Posted:Jul 16, 2014 11:09 pm
Last Updated:Jul 18, 2014 7:29 pm
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Apparently I'm taking a very small break from blogging.
Until the weather gets below 95 Fahrenheit, or I get an air conditioner for my apartment, or at least until my car is fixed so I have something to celebrate (or replaced... whichever).
I keep trying to write but lose gumption and motivation halfway through. Delete it all.
My brain isn't working in this heat.
In other news: My cat is just as mean to me as ever. I read a book with a sad ending, made me cry (Terms of Endearment). Gasping, whimpering cries. I wasn't able to keep quiet enough so Sassy came and beat me up. I now have 1" and 2" gashes on my arm from claw and fang.
She hates the sound of noisy crying. And beats me up for it, quite determinedly, with tooth and claw.
She also hates the sound of the sounds I make orgasming. She smacks me on the face or gently bites my face (bit my chin once).
Here's a pic of the Demonic Kitten (now Cat) that inspired my user name:
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Future Vacation Spot?
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Posted:Jul 15, 2014 8:46 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2014 10:35 pm
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There's one more place added to my list of "Places I want to go someday". I just read a post by JoyStick_HK about Nudist Vacations and his stay at a Nudist Resort in Thailand Naturist Resort in Chiang Mai, Thailand
It looks so beautiful there!
Of course I may just stick with Thailand in general and be too self conscious for the nudist resort. Naked with a Hitchhiker in the middle of the Montana/Idaho mountains is one thing. Naked with a bunch of other naked people at a well-groomed resort... hmmm.
One never knows though.
I wonder if part of the reason I was perfectly comfortable running around naked in the mountains is familiarity. I wander around the mountains naked fairly often. Just I'm alone when I do it.
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RIP "Mister"
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Posted:Jul 12, 2014 10:25 pm
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2014 10:57 pm
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He was an elderly, dignified old man, a "Butler" of old English persuasion. Elegant, stately, proper.
Then along came DSK... and he had to give all that up to become a Body Guard. Now he's old, beat up, worn out, but still a dignified, elderly Gentleman of a car.
He was only 10 years old when I found him. My 1989 Oldsmobile Delta 88 Royale. Maroon, inside and out. Looked brand new. Less than 80,000 miles - I paid cash and got a warranty which paid for itself and fixed everything wrong with the car when I bought it.
No, I never set out looking for an Oldsmobile, but my boyfriend at the time insisted. Or, rather, strongly suggested... and let me look at whatever I wanted, but he only looked for Olds. Because that is what he drove and he loved it and believed it would be a True and Long Lasting and Safe car.
My Mom called it a "Sugar Daddy" car - though her opinion may have been biased due to him being 17 years older.
We have gone on road trips. Adventures of Epic proportions. Well, mini-epics at least. Calgary, Banff, Vancouver BC. Seattle. And all over the greater Northwest. The stories associated with those trips are far greater than the trips themselves (Yes: I have been denied entry to Canada. Thanks for asking).
During one quarter of University I was driving 100 miles round trip every day between my apartment, work, and school. Those miles built up fast (I then switched to night classes in Spokane rather than driving clear to Cheney every day).
"Mister" took his body-guard duty seriously. Protecting me from my own stupidities (not many... but I learned my lesson about kissing and driving. Specifically: Don't. No matter what Hollywood does. Or how quick and small said kiss is). He ended up in the side of a mountain, but after a passing motorist pulled me out and with crowbar and foot pushed my fender back in place (and changed the flat tire)- I drove another 200 miles home. Only damage: cosmetic. And shot nerves.
Most of his damage was received by other people. My brother backed into him while parked. 2 people hit him in parking lots. One backed out of a parking lot and hit my parked car on the other side of the road (I was legal!). Then just oxidization due to the type of paint and age.
We've thought he'd bit the dust a few times over the years, but a little work and he's come back to life. I'm hoping, still hoping, he lives yet again. I have posted a similar thing in the past, the last time I thought Mister was a goner.
They say at some point you just have to admit that they are suffering too much and you just have to let them go.
I know, insensitive of me, that's about pets and loved ones. But I've had this car 15 years. It is my first car ever. He has personality. He's MINE.
On the cool side, worst case scenario... we had one last 526+ mile Adventure together.
He's driven almost 253,000 miles (252,672 if I recall the numbers I just read).
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Breakfast Foods
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Posted:Jul 11, 2014 6:47 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2014 8:12 pm
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What is your favorite thing to have for breakfast?
Other than sex (oral or otherwise) lol...
I'm not much of a breakfast person. I know a person needs it for metabolism. And for SURE I need it to keep my brain powered through till lunch (or shift end... so often I work right through lunch, technically illegal though it is to not take a lunch break).
My favorite "breakfast"? It's called dinner. Left-overs, more specifically. Grab and go, no thinking involved. I also typically do NOT eat at 5 or 5:30am, but wait until 6:30 or 7 or whenever I get around to it and eat at my desk.
I once made roasted red pepper soup with eggs in it. LOVED that for breakfast. There's a similar tomato soup with egg recipe online though I can't find it now and never made it.
I also found yogurt with fruit, and a tiny bit of meat on the side carries me for many hours.
What are your favorite breakfast items? During the week? Weekend?
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An Update from Hitchhiker
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Posted:Jul 8, 2014 3:55 pm
Last Updated:Jul 11, 2014 6:48 pm
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So my hitchhiker just called me. He decided to cut his stay early, and is hitchhiking back home. Called to say hi and tell me all the excitement I missed.
Later the day I left he was sitting on the log by the campfire, looked up and saw Bullwinkle (the moose that always stares into his camp) across the river... then the moose walked across and right THROUGH his camp.
And a day or two later he was lounging in one of the hot springs and a little girl suddenly started screaming. The moose was across the river from the spring and a cougar about to jump on him and the girl saw it and freaked out... supposedly her screaming startled the cat and saved the moose.
"See? You should have stayed a few more days"
There's a movie, "Box of Moonlight" which has a scene where somebody sees an image of Jesus, and everybody runs over... then the main character gets there the second it fades from view. "Dang! I always just miss these things!"
Kinda reminds me of that lol. And I'm sure my quote is all wrong, I've not watched the movie in years.
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Low Tide
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Posted:Jul 7, 2014 11:40 pm
Last Updated:Jul 11, 2014 4:33 pm
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I hate how emotions rise and fall. It was a great emotional high of a weekend, even with the few times sadness came over me for one reason or another. But I was GOOD. Then tonight, a chance comment by a newer friend, probably not the death-knell of friendship I suddenly imagined... and I'm brought to an emotional low.
And... wow. I just discovered a benefit of Instant Messaging on this site. Hot guy, bored, wants to flirt... suddenly I'm lifted again, high spirits, albeit frisky as hell lol.
About an hour passed between the above two paragraphs. The exchange was WELL needed on both our sides... however, I feel like such a hypocrite haha.... all those men that IM me "Hey, wanna fuck?" or "I've got a room at such and such hotel if you want to come over" or even "Hi! How are you?" and you think "Wow! A real person..." then they just want sex... and I'm all "Nope, not here for that". Then along comes a guy with great hair and an intriguing happy trail, and suddenly I'm all "let me tell you all the things I want to do to you".
So glad men aren't too upset by that lol. I did apologize if it offended, but he said have all the fun I wanted at his expense. Or something like that.
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Blow Jobs
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Posted:Jul 7, 2014 5:45 pm
Last Updated:Jul 8, 2014 2:40 pm
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Turns out I'm getting better at blow jobs 
Last year: It took me 2 hours to blow up the air mattress the old fashioned way for camping.
This year? 30 minutes.
I'm a champion
(Of course: buying an air pump with mattress attachment would be better)
... I know, corny! But I told my hitchhiker that I was going to blog about it haha.
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*Want* (new toy)
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Posted:Jul 6, 2014 3:31 pm
Last Updated:Jul 7, 2014 5:41 pm
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kGoal Smart Kegel Trainer
by Minna Life
Looks like a hand grenade. Or a squeaky toy. Tracks how well you do to your phone. Potentially with games in future.
It's a Kegel trainer.
Honestly... I want to play with it just to get "High Score" hahahaa.
Screw "Kegel training".
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