I Should Have Just Fucked Him
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Posted:Jan 18, 2009 11:26 am
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2009 9:28 am
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So late last night I had a date if that's what you want to call it. I need not describe the man or the date or the conversation that took place for that matter. Backwards is all I have to say.
This post is my attempt at sarcasm in case it was read and not understood.
I want to be judged purely on the basis of my appearance.
I love it that men might think me attractive, because, like, that’s all that matters to me.
I feel validated if men want to fuck me: the more that do, the merrier.
I think it’s great that how I look is more important than what I have achieved.
I want to teach that to get ahead in life, all they need is cosmetic surgery. They have to fight gravity and age; otherwise no man will ever want them!
I hope more women realise that if they’d only make themselves more attractive, then they would be more successful in their jobs. It’s all about being desired by men! Anyone that says it isn’t is an ugly feminist that needs a good fuck.
I like denying myself pleasurable things because women should be martyrs.
I ate a cake once, in secret, but I try not to be ‘naughty’: skipping pudding means I’ll be slimmer and more attractive to men! Anyway, who says obsession with one’s weight is boring?
I always hold off from having sex on a date because not ‘giving in’ to men means I have ‘power’ over them.
I insist men pay for me on dates because that makes me feel feminine. The fact I earn more than them is irrelevant. Men buy and women put out: that’s just the way it is. You can’t fight human nature!
I think women should take responsibility for , by covering up more. Men, poor things, get worked up by seeing women’s bodies and it’s not their fault they then can’t control themselves. Testosterone is a very powerful thing!
I always fake my orgasms because I want men to think they’re expert lovers.
If Belle from Secret Diary of a can prep her vagina with lube to pretend to her customers that she’s sexually aroused, so should all women.
I adore that when people say “sexy”, they mean “female”.
It pleases me that the default position in how sex is marketed is always male and heterosexist, or female and bisexual. Because women never want to see pictures of naked men: all of us are happier just to look at other women, don’t you know?!
I love it that porn is so focused on the male perspective, because as a woman I obviously have no interest in seeing it portrayed through a female gaze.
I don’t need to masterbate because, like, I’m not a man. Also, my boyfriend might get jealous.
I have no need for orgasms because cuddling is so much nicer and women don’t have the same sexual urges as men, anyway. Also, what’s an orgasm?
I like accusing women of being “sex negative” if they reject the mass-market monopolisation of their sexuality as a financial commodity.
I want to follow the advice in How To Make Love Like A Porn Star because my ambition is to be as sexually empowered as Jenna Jameson is. Also, I need to perfect my technique in faking orgasms. All women do.
Hence the title....he was hot! I should have forgone the conversation and just fucked him. But you know what it's like when your brain is beyond disturbed and satisfaction becomes not giving satisfaction? Exactly!
To my date...fuck you!
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Camomile Tea and Me
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Posted:Jan 15, 2009 12:56 pm
Last Updated:Jan 28, 2009 4:22 am
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Well, I am blogging at a very odd time today. Yesterday is my city was apparently the coldest place in North America and let me tell you it sure felt like it. I had to be out and about yesterday and I think I am paying the consequences today. I am feeling completely under the weather. Do you ever think you are going to die because you have symptoms that are odd in the sense they don't match a cold or flu or anything else you can think of? You google symptoms and nothing. I am a medical mystery at this point.
So I am home today...alone. I really would like to say I am at home naked but I am not. My hair is in a ponytail, I have pink boot slippers on, my pink velvet pants and a pink hoodie. Oh yes, don't let me forget the thermometer hanging out of my mouth. Pretty picture. I am feeling lonely but I suppose it's better nobody sees me like this today. I am going to nap this afternoon during the soap opera's, keep my little puppies close to me to keep me warm, drink my camomile tea which I only drink when I am sick.
If you wish to leave your condolensces for the old bella below feel free, I need some get well soon cards.
In liew of bella here today I will start a series of little posts based on this great email I received yesterday called:
And then the fight started.
And now we shall begin.
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security.
The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my
wallet at home.
I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me', and she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'
And then the fight started...
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Shit For Brains
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Posted:Jan 13, 2009 8:04 pm
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2009 8:28 pm
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Yesterday was a day of celebration for me and my family. Yesterday my brother defended his thesis and received his PhD...thus I will now be known as the sister of a doctor.
I was reminiscing with my brother last night about our childhood and our grades among many things. In those days I was the smart one with the better report card and let me tell you....mine sucked so you can imagine my brother. Teachers would tell my parents that he would amount to nothing and it was better to take him out of school quickly and not waste their time. We all blamed his failing grades on the fact he always fell on his head as a . I vaguely remember my mother running his head under cold water to revive him as the fall would knock him out cold
We were not allowed to go to school when it was severely cold out as mom was worried we would freeze...she would follow by saying..."well even if you miss a few days neither of you are going to become doctors." Well, my brother laughs...he proved them wrong....me on the other hand...I had a different tactic.
My mother came from Italy fairly young so most of her education was done in Canada. My father on the other hand came to Canada at 19 years old....so it is bred and born into him and even today he does not understand all the variances of the English language...but when I was young..I took advantage.
I would get my report card....all E's some of the time and he would ask what these letter grades meant. I decoded the grades like this:
A is for brava….ahhhh…would have the emphasis
B is for buona which in Italian means good
C is for corretta which in Italian means correct
D I told him I did not remember
E is for eccellente which in Italian means excellent.
Now that was ingenious…I can’t believe my dad fell for it….mind you my mother wanted to keep me out of trouble so she schooled me on the grading system…this very one she used on her father.
Intelligence? No way. Smart ass? Maybe I am. A sister of a doctor? Without doubt…I am proud of him that’s all.
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Hot and Horny
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Posted:Jan 9, 2009 7:53 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2009 9:28 am
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I swear I fine up until an hour ago and then the unthinkable happened to me. My phone rang. Not a "hello" or a "ciao"....the only thing I got was heavy breathing.
Usually I would hang up asap but tonight that heavy breathing that I imagine comes from a man with a super deep voice, dark, strong and sexy as hell has got my motor running and a leak in my gasket. (great metaphor no?)
I went on vacation in the fall to a hot climate and met quite a man. Unfortunatly due to who he is...we are no longer...and the thought of him in addition to this tremendous ache I have between my legs is killing me in every way, shape and form.
Kidding aside....the title to this blog does not live up to my physical condition.
I have made some New Year Resolutions that I would like to live up to.
-I resolve to lose those extra 10 pounds
-I resolve to quit smoking and have it stick this time
-I resolve to have all the sex I can instead of letting my emotions always get in the way
-I resolve to have as many photos of my pussy taken as I can.
-I resolve to be more accessable to friends
-I resolve to travel and experience all that I can.
And what am I doing tonight? At home alone....by choice...uploaded a video of me playing with myself....and posting pussy pics of myself....does this sound right to you? I am going to pick up that phone and let the resolutions begin!
Viva la liberta!!
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My Pussy
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Posted:Jan 8, 2009 8:00 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2009 9:28 am
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There is no purpose to this post.
This post is just to to stamp what my pussy looks like on vacation.....
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Time Passes
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Posted:Jan 6, 2009 7:07 pm
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2009 10:43 am
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I haven't been here in a long time and really didn't realize how long it had been until I logged on the other day. Time sure does pass, we get involved in our lives, our joys and our pains without regard to many things we once found important or amusing. I am guity of this, guilty of many things as a matter of fact...just trying to reconcile everything and all in this new year.
So here I am without much of value to speak of or at least not feeling this time and space tonight to really unload my hearts contents. Therefore tonight I am going to share a super cute email I received a few weeks back....and it goes a little something like this.
Slippers
My dear friends,
Somewhat embarrassing to admit, but Christmas is tight this year. I will be making bedroom slippers for you all as gifts. Please let me know your sizes. You'll most likely agree that it's a splendid idea, and should you wish to do the same, I've included the instructions below.
How to make bedroom slippers out of maxi pads:
You need four maxi pads to make a pair.
Two of them get laid out flat, for the foot part.
The other two wrap around the toe area to form the top.
Tape or glue each side of the top pieces to the bottom of the foot part.
Decorate the tops with whatever you desire, silk flowers (this is most
aesthetically appealing), etc.
These slippers are:
* Soft and Hygienic
* Non-slip grip strips on the soles
* Built in deodorant feature keeps feet smelling fresh
* No more bending over to mop up spills
* Disposable and biodegradable
* Environmentally safe
* Three convenient sizes: (1.) Regular, (2.) Light and (3.) Get out the Sand Bags.
I've attached a photo of the first pair I made so that you can see the
nifty slippers for yourself....
Awaiting your response. It's crucial that I get the right size for each
one of you.
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I am Gold
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Posted:Aug 24, 2008 8:04 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2009 5:31 am
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So I haven't been here in a little while. Now I wish I had an interesting story as to tell you why I went missing in action but unfortunately I dont. All I can say is I just got back from The Beijing Olympics.
Yes...you heard right. I was at the Olympics trying to win a medal for Canada. I know you didn't realize I was an athlete but I am....of sorts. You see, there are some Olympic competitions they don't show on the boob tube.
Now that I have brought home the gold in my event I can happily return to CityHookups.com.
Can you guess or even begin to imagine my Olympic event?
I brought home the gold baby!
I have enclosed a photo of me in training....sort of clothed...sort of naked...hope you like.
bella
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Itchy Monday
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Posted:Aug 5, 2008 10:34 pm
Last Updated:Nov 15, 2008 2:04 pm
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I had no intention of posting tonight...I do have a problem sitting here in bed and previously lying here in bed....I can't sleep.
I called this post Itchy Monday even though it is Tuesday reason being it was a long weekend here and this is my Monday even though it is Tuesday and looking at the time it really is Wednesday but since I haven't slept yet it is Tuesday but I will call it Monday. (You have just witnessed my great mind at work)
So I usually get waxed in the winter, legs, arms, pussy cat. But in the summer I can't stand to wait for enough regrowth because my legs are always exposed and my pussy on occasion so I shave on a regular basis.
So why is this blog called Itchy Monday? Well it sort of relates to why I can't sleep. On Saturday I shaved my legs and my pussy cat because its summer....I hate even a bit of stubble...and usually 3 days later it starts getting itchy....yes, my kitty kat...hence itchy Monday...my special name for this day.
So all day I have been scratching furiously as though I had chicken pox. Behind the counter...scratch. In the store....scratch. In the gym....scratch. In the tanning bed....scratch. And now in bed....super scratch! I can't get no relief!!
Itchy Monday...I AM ITCHY! Going to go scratch now!
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Indecent Proposal
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Posted:Aug 4, 2008 7:33 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2009 5:32 am
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The long weekend was a bust for me....cloudy, rainy...no beach, no nothing. And what does a girl like me do when I can't go to the beach on a long weekend? Sleep, workout, eat ice cream and visit a friend here or there.
So today I had to run to the corner store for some bottled water. The remote pad for my car hasn't been working so I am now manually locking my car doors when I get out. So getting out of my car I manually switch the locks to locked position, get out of my car and slam the door. Uh Hum...do you know where this little story is going? You got it...I locked my keys in the car. After some cursing words and the others in the parking lot looking at me like a retard I dug for my cell phone in my purse and called roadside assistance.
Waiting waiting a man comes up to me and I know he has been watching me for the last 20 minutes. He offers to try my door saying that he had saved himself a few times and for a pretty girl like me he would do just about anything. Hmmm, ok, I was desperate....I accepted.
He worked on my door and window for about 10 minues and open it he did. Well I was thankful. I said to him that I had to give him a little something for his time and I did not mean my little kitty kat....I meant $20 which I pulled out of my wallet. Well, he wanted my kitty kat. He said he would take me out tonight, buy me dinner and drinks as long as I let him go down on me. I am no virgin but I was shocked. It`s not something I get asked everyday. I declined and quickly got in my car and left.
If I had read an email on this site asking of me such a thing I would not blink an eye but in real life it is different. In the past I have been offered many things for sex. While dancing it was a regular occurance. But at a store parking lot shocked me a bit. I began to think. If he had offered me $10,000 I would have done much more....or I think I would have.
If you had helped me with my keys and I wanted to give you something in return for repayment....what would you ask me forÉ
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Getting Naked
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Posted:Jul 30, 2008 9:35 pm
Last Updated:Mar 8, 2013 6:40 pm
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Now, I am just being honest when I say I prefer to be naked rather than not. Being naked makes me feel free, uninhibited and cool (as in not warm.) I guess you can sort of say I am an exhibitionist of sorts as I like to be looked at naked, I like to be naked where I should not be and I like to shock others with being naked.
I think it started in my late 20's. I dated a man who taught me much about my own sexuality. He allowed me to explore my likes and desires and through this experimentation I discovered I love to be naked in public places. Above all this, I love to be photographed naked for my own pleasure. I have always been lucky enough to know men who do not mind taking a picture or two even though I have maintained one very good male friend who takes most of my photos.
I have had photos taken naked in my kitchen, at the beach, in the dentists office (he is a good friend of mine) and at the car dealership and on vacation. Most of my vacations are tropical places and resorts therefore it gives me an opportunity to go nude at many beaches. I love to have photos taken of new bikinis, new shoes, and great suntans. My latest photos were taken in the gym after hours and at my friends car dealership.
I love to tan naked in my deck...especially because it backs onto a condominiums with balconies....I know someone is watching. I love to be naked, to sleep naked and play naked.
Don't hate me because I'm naked.
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In Real Time
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Posted:Jul 29, 2008 9:04 pm
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2011 3:59 pm
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Part of this blog will be in real time due to the unforseen circumstances that are developing.
Ok, honestly? Tonight I had a shit night...I went to the gym for a workout and during my hour of cardio my ipod pooped out. Now on my ipod I have cool stuff...Guns, Van Halen, Zepplin, U2....etc. And what do I have to listen to once my ipod shut down?
"Oh Mickey your so fine
Your so fine you blow my mind Hey Mickey...Hey Mickey....For the love of....Damn, 45 minutes of that crap....
I got home and feeling extremely tired....layed down. What do I hear? One of my dogs yelping as though in agony. I run into the living room and he is running and crying in circles. He had started a poo poo on the pee pee pad and it stuck to his butt and wouldn't drop. I think he was terrrified. Peach we crying also running after his brother. I picked up Mango and pulled the chunk of poo poo off with a paper towel and wiped his butt...he's ok now.
This is the real time part. I logged on to the site ready to answer email and read blogs but I can't. I am nauseated. I was going to write something else but I am done for tonight.
Forgive me all.
bella
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Directions To My Place
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Posted:Jul 26, 2008 7:25 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2009 5:33 am
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Well, I spent the day at the beach and I can truly say my brain is fried from the heat and I am unable to go out. So I am home alone with Peach and Mango and my rum raisin ice cream...going to get my puppies drunk tonight. And of course CityHookups.com is always with me until I can't see anymore.
I got a cute email last night...Directions to my place is actually to let you know which country those bastards( I dont know which bastards...I just say that as I dont like my place in the email).....this lets all women know which country "those bastards" have put us in. To those bastards I say.....screw you! In a nice way always.
So here goes it....Geography of a Woman.....
GEOGRAPHY OF A WOMAN:
Between 18 and 20 a woman is like Africa, half discovered, half wild, naturally beautiful with fertile deltas.
Between 21 and 30 a woman is like America , well-developed and open to trade especially for someone with cash.
Between 31 and 35 she is like India , very hot, relaxed and convinced of her own beauty.
Between 36 and 40 a woman is like France - Gently aging but still a warm and desirable place to visit.
Between 41 and 50 she is like Yugoslavia , lost the war - haunted by past mistakes. Massive reconstruction is now necessary.
Between 51 and 60, she is like Russia , very wide and borders are un-patrolled. The frigid climate keeps people away.
Between 61 and 70, a woman is like Mongolia , with a glorious and all conquering past but alas, no future.
After 70, they become Afghanistan . Almost everyone knows where it is, but no one wants to go there.
THE GEOGRAPHY OF A MAN:
Between 15 and 70 a man is like Iran - ruled by a dick.
I have to interrupt this post to say excuse me....I am still as hot as Africa!
bella
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Hartz
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Posted:Jul 21, 2008 10:37 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2009 5:34 am
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Ok, now this is somewhat of a secret.
I have a secret addiction I have been feeding for the last few days. I don't need an intervention. I SWEAR I AM NOT ADDICTED! I DO NOT HAVE A PROBLEM!
They want to send me to rehab and I said No NO No! Ok, enough of the song. I can get you some stuff...I swear its the good stuff too. I have gone through 2 boxes over the weekend. I went into the store to pick more up today and I did pretend that I was picking them up for someone else.
Oh the shame of it all. Shame on me. Ok, dont tell anyone. But you can tell me the truth if you are doing the same junk. Have you heard of this stuff? It's call HARTZ.....yes.....hartz...cookies.
I know I know! I bought them for my little boys and I have eaten them all and I dont even share with them. They taste like shortbread....
I am ashamed but I had to confess. I swear tomorrow no cookies...I have the letters Z and A left....I am going to finish the stash and swear them off....And I can bet all my doggy cookies that you have a stranger addiction than me.
Ruff!!
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