The following bit of dialogue is a tiny fragment of a much longer conversation (debate?) I overheard recently from a nearby booth at a local diner. The part that initially caught my attention, while standing and waiting for my lunch buddy to show up, involved the recent publication of a very popular book. My friend arrived and we were seated several booths away from the young couple in question, but as we ate I could still hear their voices, now coming through as only a soft rumble. From the tone I surmised that the Young Woman continued to dominate, as she had in the snippet that I had earlier overheard. Here it is:

Young Man: What I can’t understand is why the press gives that jerk so much attention.

Young Woman: Well, let’s say that Katie Couric and all those other news hounds had ignored her — how would you have known that she’s a jerk?

Copyright © 2009 Jim Sizemore.

A few weeks ago I took pictures of my best friend’s brother Andy and his wife Jenny for their 2009 Christmas Card! With the fall leaves and the great weather, it was a perfect day for pictures at Piedmont Park! These are my favorites.

Some cute ones from the slide.

And I LOVE this one!

Thanks again Andy and Jenny! You guys are the best.

We were so excited to be apart of this shoot! It was amazing to see all the great displays at Fantasy of Flight!  ’Teddy and Elenore’ were great to work with! They were so sweet and in love! It was a beautiful day, great couple, and awesome site for photos!  I wish you the best!

This afternoon, I got to photograph our good friends Tom & Carrie! We could not have asked for better weather and the leaves are just gorgeous!!! Here are just a few from your session…hope you love them! Many more coming soon!

xoxo-Laura

In the Lanes, Brighton – taken back in April.

Bella always had an unique relationship wit her daughter. They were more friends than mother and daughter.  So it was really no surprise when she received the most unusual wedding gift–porn.

Bella shook her head and almost fell into hysterics about seeing the vintage Lust of Blackula porn.  She didn’t know whether to toss the DVD in the garbage or continue in her fits of laughter.  But she knew Maria was going to ask if she watched the porn at some point.  Wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes, Bella figured she might as well keep the god-forsaken gift. It could’ve been worse. Little did Maria know the DVD created an unforgettable evening with Bella and her new husband. There was nothing hotter than fucking doggystyle on the kitchen counter…

Despite what people liked to argue and discuss, there is only one goal people have in mind when they watch porn: getting off and getting off quickly. No one watches it for the dialogue, wardrobe (or lack thereof) and no one gives a damn about the plot. But Bella wasn’t your typical porn voyeur, oh no. she only watched the classic porn that had a storyline that justified the fucking. She was the atypical porn viewer. Maria thought she was just plain weird. It’s one thing to know your mother was into porn; it’s a different can of worms to know she’s into a certain type. Maria felt silly thinking all porn was the same.

Bella stared at the DVD for an additional minute and quickly took it out. She might as well get some use of it, she thought. If there were corny porn movies, Lust of Blackula was definitely the crème de la crème of them all. The acting was nothing short of atrocious and Bella was pretty sure there was no storyline. But as she watched the cheesy porn video, Bella discovered something about the porn that wasn’t so bad—the fucking. The women were beautiful and had delicious snatches. The men were hung and had thick cocks. And the sex scenes were off the chain. Lots and lots of close up of hard cocks moving inside of tight and wet pussies. Bella already decided she was going to employ one particular scene over dinner.

Dimitri came home to an amorous setting. Candles were lit. Incense burned. Champagne was chilled. He turned a corner to find Bella on the kitchen counter wearing a lace teddy and thigh-high stockings, casually sipping champagne. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she said seductively.

Dimitri didn’t have to ask what she meant before his clothes were on the floor. He stood in between her soft thighs and watched her as she fed him a strawberry. “Wanna do me on the counter?” She whispered.

Bella pushed Dimitri away and moved her legs to the counter. She got down on all fours and spread her legs so they were parallel to her arms. She then turned around and winked to her husband. “Are you going to fuck me or do I have to get off by myself?”

Dimitri didn’t have to wait to get his cock hard before he mounted the counter. He kneeled behind his wife and slid his cock inside her tight pussy. He didn’t wait for her to adjust to his size as he began fucking her in a furious rhythm. His balls slapped her pussy lips, making them glisten with her juices. Dimitri then reached over and tickled Bella’s clit with a free hand. Bella tried to keep her orgasm under wraps but her body wouldn’t let her. She began to shake and was finding it hard to keep her grip on the counter. She erupted in a soft cry as her body orgasmed, cumming all oer her husband’s cock. Dimitri sped up his pace faster and pulled out, shooting his load on the small of Bella’s back.

Coming down from their high, the couple washed up and ordered pizza for dinner. Bella casually mentioned to Dimitri that she needed to thank her daughter for the wedding gift. He agreed.

Ramesh, by brother-in-law, the gym instructor was ogling me lustfully and was speaking with the typical double entendres. When I asked what he wanted he told that he wanted milk. When I asked what he will give back if I give milk, he said I can have plantain or ice-cream whichever way I see.

This kind of teasing and laughing was going on and I was in a semi-drugged state and desperately needed a fuck. He seem to understand this and didn’t make any move and deliberately teased me. He said he wanted to take bath first and then lunch. If I want I can help him in his bath. I said ok and I will help him in his bath.

He asked me to apply oil first in his body and then for the bath. So I took a good amount of gingely oil from kitchen and started applying in his body. He was in in his lungi, he got up, dropped his lungi and sat in a stool with just his briefs on. The briefs showed his shapely manhood in full size. I was shamelessly watching it and asked him to be comfortable.

Ramesh was sitting in a stool with just his briefs. I was wearing a nighty with nothing inside. I stood in front of Ramesh and started applying oil in his hair. My boobs was dangling in front of his face and my legs are in-between his spread-out legs touching his thighs. He started enjoying this and without any qualms he pressed my butts with both his hands and started squeezing it.

At the same time he was smooching my breasts with his face and started nibbling my nipples. This continued for some time with both of us enjoying the movements. I started moving the oil massage to his neck and further below his bare back by bending over his face. This made my breasts fully press his face and he didn’t mind it.

At the same time his hands which was pressing my butts over my nighty moved to my heels and moved inside. He was feeling all over my legs, thighs and then pressed my butts again. Only difference is his hands are now inside the nighty and he started fingering the cracks. I could not stand the sensation when his finger entered my asshole crack and stopped applying oil.

He asked what happened, I just moaned. He asked me to stand erect and me, who was leaning against his face, lifted myself and stood before him. Simply he removed the top buttons of my nighty and lifted the same from my toes over my head. In a matter of seconds I was standing naked in front of him. He started kneading my breasts and I was moaning.

And I was just name sake massaging his head and neck. As I told earlier, he was sitting in a stool with his leags apart and I was standing (now naked) within his legs. He now spread my legs and started moving one of hands over my cunt. He pressed my cunt with his whole hand and squeezed it.

Then without any warning he shoved two fingers inside my cunt and started fingering vigorously. I could not withstand the pleasure and pain together and was squirming. I started bending a little and kissed his mouth passionately and wildly. Its all wild and with animal passion. I was hissing and moaning and moving my hand frantically over his back,

he was expertly fingering my cunt with one hand and squeezing my breasts with the other hand. This wild fingering went for sometime and I had to remove his hand as I could no longer stand it. He made me kneel down in front of me. As an obedient slave I just kneeled in front of him. Mr breasts were heavy with the nipples protruding and I was dipping wet in the cunt.

Not sure whether I came or not but it was watery. I was in front of a six pack body with all its glory. Without any cue I started sucking his nipples one by one and was moving below. His hands are caressing my back and coming down till my asshole crack. I made his legs spread further apart and had a look at his thing inside his brief.

It was fully aroused and was a great sight. I just kissed it and started kneading the same with one hand. Then I put the other hand inside the brief and felt his manhood. All along I have been kneeling in front of him fully naked. I asked him to remove his trunks. He asked me to remove it. He just lifted his buttocks and I helped him to remove it.

He was sitting in the stool with his erect tool and I was kneeling in front of it like a hungry dog. Without wasting any time I took the whole thing inside my mouth and started licking it. I was sucking it like a lollipop with one hand holding it and my mouth sucking it. After few minutes I went below and started licking and eating his balls.

Then I again I took his shaft in my mouth and started sucking it. Like an expert bitch I used my tongue effectively in the pink part and sucked it thoroughly. He was also getting aroused and held my head tightly, then after sometime he started mouth fucking and moved his shaft fast within my mouth.

Again after some time I took my mouth out and started licking his balls, his sides, below the balls and upto his asshole. He put his hands in my hair, lifted my head violently and made me put his shaft inside my mouth. I was lapping it up like an ice-cream. Then he started shaking and I could sense he was about to come. I sucked vigorously and he exploded the cum in my mouth.

For the second time in the day I was eating the cum and I lapped it up. He was bit tired but was holding himself upright. I also took rest for few minutes and then started the oil massaging again. He also took some oil and started applying over my body. Now both us were naked and had oil all over. I hugged him tightly and he also reciprocated.

We were like intertwined snakes together. I was eating his mouth like a cake and exploring his mouth deeply. His shaft was aroused fully. Since both of were oily it became slippery when we lied down. He took a mat and spread it in the floor and made me lie there. Then from the top he entered my cunt lifting my back and started pushing his shaft inside me.

Then he lied down and made me sit on his erect prick. I was sitting on top of prick, his prick fully inside and was moving back and forth and was enjoying the sensations. My breasts were dangling and he stared kneading the same. He also made me bend and started sucking my nipples. Then I lifted myself and started sucking his shaft in the 69 position.

I was on his top with my mouth on his shaft and my cunt near his face. He made my cunt adjust to a position near his face and started licking it. Both of were sucking/licking each other private parts wildly. After sometime he again made me lie on my back and started putting his shaft inside me and pushed hard. This time after several thrusts he came fully inside my cunt.

Exhausted, he just lied me on my top. Then after sometime he lifted me in and took me to the attached bathroom. There was no bathtub but enough space for two persons to take bath. Since both of us were tired we just applied shampoos and soaps quickly and washed ourselves. I again wore the same nighty and moved to hall.

The time is around four and Ramesh has to go to the gym for the second shift. He dressed himself up, had a late lunch and then moved on. Before moving he didn’t forget giving a hard press on my boobs and a pinch on my cunt. (Humandigest,2009)

Sur ton lit de mort tu as retrouvé cette vérité qui sort de la bouche avant l’âge de raison, avant l’ère du mensonge et maintenant tu essayes vainement de fuir en promettant à l’au-delà que le coma sera une meilleure prison.

Ne me demande rien sur ta destination, ressemblerais-je à une agence de voyage? Je ne peux que réciter la leçon de mon manuel de masochisme à l’usage des croyants, encore une fois.

Ferme les yeux, tremble sereinement, quitte-nous sans jamais partir, excuse-toi une dernière fois de tout ce que tu ne sais pas et choisis entre l’absolution et la rédemption.

Une fois le spectacle achevé, je retourne dans les coulisses pour le débriefing où mes collègues en nécrophilie parlent avec leur cœur en aimant avec leurs regrets pour purger leur reste de conscience.

J’ai longuement hésité entre les patients et ma patience, il est donc temps.

Au sommet de mon art de psychotrope en soutane, je prends ma retraite dorée pour bons et loyaux services, je m’invente une mission divine et je confonds don de soi et suicide, à moins cela soit la même chose.

Résultat des courses, je me retrouve à la place des patients, un fiasco expérimental et une réorientation professionnelle, placebo le jour, poinçonneur la nuit.

Coincé entre mon job de starlette de bénitier et ma nouvelle passion pour la liqueur, je me répète sans trop d’espoir que je ne changerai jamais.

Moi qui buvais le sang du Christ en week-end, entre amis, j’ai perdu la foi, pas la soif.

Quelques gouttes suffisent, quelques doutes subsistent, mais les instincts ont eu raison de mes convictions.

Puis, au hasard de la détresse, après des nuits d’exode, je l’ai croisée, elle, qui donna pour toujours un sens à mon vice.

Tiraillé entre la première fois et le viol, l’amour à long terme et une passion suicidaire, je la dévore plus que je ne la désire, je la torture plus que je ne veux la détruire.

J’en veux pour preuve ces regards que je ne lui rends pas.

Ma première infraction sur sa peau laiteuse fut aussi violente que vitale. Revenu parmi les vivants entre ses cuisses, j’ai goûté aux péchés ainsi qu’au pardon en même temps. Sa bouche pleine de moi, son corps s’abandonnant sauvagement au rythme des gémissements confus, ses yeux à la dérive reprennent les affaires là où ils les avaient laissées, dans les miens.

Mais, elle n’était pas mienne, de la convoitise à l’adultère, j’étais condamné au meurtre, donc acte, pour enfin avoir droit à cette culpabilité menant à la monotonie à deux, cette douce agonie qui précède cet ennui dont on ne revient pas.

Une fois l’irrémédiable accompli, la morale refait surface comme pour mieux nous punir de ce que nous sommes devenus, alors moins tu m’aimes, plus tu les désires, autant je t’attends.

Notre maison nous sert de tombe de luxe, les visites y sont autorisées, mais plus personne ne parle vraiment en fixant ces photographies qui vieillissent sans nous !

Au moment précis où l’amour devient une habitude, il n’y a plus de plaisir, que des regrets individuels et des remords en commun, alors la violence domestique devient l’unique preuve à conviction de notre premier baiser.

Je t’ai tuée en te donnant ma maladie pour avoir quelques instants de vie près de toi, il ne me restait que le mépris ou le vol.

Depuis tu te venges de nous, en t’humiliant, en m’oubliant, en nous perdant, en offrant la mort à autrui avec ou sans son consentement, parce que ton visage a la douceur de l’innocence et que tu as le goût de l’interdit.

Et puisque ce qui n’a pas de fin n’a pas de sens, j’ai cherché la lumière pour nous deux, pas celle qui donne des réponses à la carte, celle qui vient sans prévenir, discrètement, en nous caressant, sans promesse d’un futur à conjuguer ou même d’un ailleurs à haïr.

Je préfère te garder une dernière fois contre moi, lentement, en silence, sans un mot de trop, plutôt que de te dire un de ces au revoirs qui n’engagent personne. Et en fermant les yeux sur le peu de rides de ton monde, le soleil s’est levé pour nous disparaître à jamais.

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En perdition au milieu de tous dans une rue déserte, elle s’évade le temps d’une nuit pour retrouver une vie qu’elle n’a plus, mais elle reviendra comme à chaque insomnie.

Elle empruntera les sombres desseins de la ville, le monstre urbain au teint grisâtre, à l’haleine polluée, au destin jamais scellé et aux fêlures à l’âme. Il prend toujours plus qu’elle ne donne en faisant courir les Hommes derrière des titres, des chiffres ou un peu de bonheur en viager.

La géométrie des lieux négocie sa personnalité aux illuminés qui l’habitent entre deux journées de travail, entre le mutisme de l’heure du crime désinhibé de tout ordre et la prudence des alcooliques reconnus par les poubelles qui évitent poliment de trop les connaître.

À la croisée des chemins, aux détours d’une silhouette pressant le pas, on se suggère que les ombres fuyantes nous mèneront à une terre promise ou un cul de sac.

Quand je vois la vie depuis chez moi, tout me semble millimétré à la seconde près de la mécanique de la violence à la magie sentimentale, alors que nous ne sommes qu’une succession d’accidents dans un jeu de hasard appartenant à une boule qui tourne sur elle-même.

This weekend I got to photograph an extended family–ten lovely people together!  Seeing the adult brother and sister along with their parents and all of their kids certainly makes me wish that we lived closer to our family.  How great it is that the littlest kiddos get to grow up with their cousins nearby!

Old Man Weather wasn’t really in the mood for a photo shoot, serving up some very cold temperatures and blowing snow, so we started out inside.

After a few shots of the entire family, grandma and grandpa insisted on posing with their grandkids.

I can’t say I blame them for wanting to keep all that adorableness to themselves!

The snow finally stopped, so we ventured out to the covered porch for a few more photos.  Our spunky 6-year-old was the only one brave enough to jump down into the snow. . .

. . . the rest of us kept our feet dry and stayed on the porch!  And we finally got some smiles out of Little Miss 1-year-old.  Seems she was just waiting for her close-up (and a few good tickles from Mom)!

We finished up by letting the two who started it all take survey of their lovely family!

Live, love, laugh just about sums it all up!

Today Sextoys.co.uk launched their brand new website which looks fantastic with new buttons and categories for each type of toy. What we especially like, and find different from the other adult sites out there, that you are not hit with lots of products all on the landing page which just can overload the senses and become a bit of a sex toy bomb going off in your brain.

Instead they have chosen a fresh clean look highlighting a few new products with clear buttons which take you to the category you want! It makes the landing page very nice and pleasant site to look at.

To celebrate they are giving customer a 10% discount by typing LAUNCH into the voucher code box and further more delivery is free on everything! So click on the banner at the top to take a look at the new site and take advantage of the voucher codes.

However, it wasn’t that the got us the most excited it was the following that sextoys tweeted:

“Watch in the next week or two we launch “The Vibe” Live community…….a fun and sexy community for all of you to be part of…”

As you are probably aware we are all about openness and breaking down barriers to make society more liberal and promote equality of all kinds of relationships and most of all sex positive. For a long time we have said that a social network for open-minded sex positive people to share their stories views and lifestyles with others would be great. Say a Facebook for adult naughtiness!

Now we can only read between the lines of what Sextoys.co.uk are promising with their new live ‘The Vibe’ community but hoping it’s what we have been looking for only time will tell.

Finally if you wish to follow sextoys.co.uk on twitter you can do here

Kittie and Charlie

x

London wildlife in London can be downright obnoxious.

Outrageous behaviour PRIOR to the lap-sitting moment.

Au Domaine de Montvianeix, on a plaisir à cultiver un certain art de vivre où l’on a de cesse de réapprendre à apprécier les choses simples de la vie et à redonner au temps toute sa dimension.

Que ce soit pour une nuit, un court séjour, une période prolongée ou bien pour une réunion, une fête de famille, un anniversaire, etc., vous serez toujours les bienvenus !

Situé au centre de la France, le Domaine de Montvianeix se trouve près de Clermont-Ferrand. Le Domaine de Montvianeix, une demeure de charme… Vous bénéficierez d’un accueil chaleureux et personnalisé, du confort douillé des chambres, de moments de partage autour des repas soignés et raffinés, de l’authentique site naturel ouvrant sur de nombreuses activités (randonnées pédestres, VTT, visites culturelles…). Tout concourt vers un seul et même objectif : la qualité de vie.

Les chambres d’hôtes du Domaine de Montvianeix tirent leur nom de leur disposition ou de leur histoire dans le Domaine. La chapelle, la fontaine, la serve, les hirondelles ou la chambre du parc sont autant de noms propices au voyage.

Après un bon sommeil réparateur et en vue de la longue et belle journée qui se prépare, vous aurez plaisir à savourer le copieux petit déjeuner joliment composé : jus de fruits, yaourts de Noirétable, pain à l’ancienne frais ou grillé, confitures maisons, crêpes ou cakes maisons ou croissants ou fougnarde, miel de pays, café, thé, chocolat, corbeille de fruits, etc.

Baignées de lumière, les chambres sont spacieuses, personnalisées et aménagées avec goût et confort.

Le Domaine de Montvianeix c’est aussi un gîte d’une capacité de 5 à 6 personnes pour une surface confortable de 100m².

Cette ancienne bergerie en pierre de pays, entièrement restaurée avec des matériaux naturels et écologiques, est dotée d’un haut niveau de confort. Cette jolie maison, à l’ambiance très chaleureuse, surplombe le parc et sa chapelle dans un cadre extrêmement champêtre et reposant.

Pour profiter pleinement de votre weekend de charme en Auvergne, le domaine de Montvianeix vous propose de nombreuses activités que ce soit aussi bien à l’interieur du domaine qu’aux alentours, avec notamment de longues randonnées en nature, et jouissez pleinement du tourisme de Thiers et ses environs.

When you feel alone, always remember that you have me.  My arms are forever open to you – where you need to be.  Don’t feel lost, for I am home.  And with me is where you belong.  I won’t hurt you or bring you down.  I’ll put a happy face in place of your frown.  Look to me for what you need.  I love you so – please come to me.

Netizens want a lot of things…

In a recent poll, DC Inside (www.dcinside.com) asked netizens, of currently airing drama couples, “Which one would to want to actually start dating in real life?”

SBS’s “You’re Beautiful” (미남이시네요) couple Jang Geun-Seok and Park Shin-hye took first place with 58.8% of the votes. The idol drama’s other couple of Jung Yong-hwa and Park Shin-hye took third with 4.6% of the votes.

Second place, with 31.1% was Jung Kyung-ho and Lee Min-jung of SBS’s “Smile, You” (SBS). Other couples included in the survey were “IRIS” (KBS) stars Lee Byung-heon and Kim Tae-hee, “Invincible Lee Pyung Kang” (KBS) couple Ji Hyeon-woo and Nam Sang-mi, and “Loving You a Thousand Times” (SBS) drama couple Jung Kyeo-woon and Lee Su-kyeong.

What do you think of the results? Who do you think is the best drama couple?

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As if my platonic problems couldn’t get weirder…

Me and the hipster are friends.

I think he still believes it was a mutual thing. He probably tells his friends, “Well, we didn’t really break up. We just both aren’t really ready. Plus I’m sooo busy.” Oh please.

I’m fine with being friends. He’s much easier to handle. Now I can endlessly banter while “It’s Always Sunny” is on and I don’t have to plate his food. I can tell him in all honesty that he wants a 1950s housewife and he can laugh. He got drunk the other night and texted me — “I think you’re a great girl. I’d like to keep dating you.”
Um, nice one. I mean, I’m totally in love with you so just say the word and I’ll jump in the wagon. Buddy– I DUMPED YOU. Would you like me to order a fancy stamp and punch you in the forehead? Jesus.

I texted him back and it felt so good. “I’d like to be friends”.

The next morning he pleads the fifth. Of course, he thinks the ball’s in his court. I also mentioned this since my newfound bluntness is oddly exhilarating, “So you think you can just TELL me to date you, eh? I think you’re supposed to ask a girl.” He finds this amusing and tries to weasel out of his faux-pas but whatever.

We play scrabble via iPhone app everyday. It’s kinda creepy. He also has started to be oddly fascinated by who I am, as a person. GASP. He asks me questions like, do you sew?… do you want a pet? …Why don’t you like [token indie band]?

What I’ve realized about myself in this incredibly confusing and depressing process we call dating, is that we don’t spend enough time getting to know each other. If I have to be romantic on the first date, it’s so much pressure! It’s gonna be years before you see me air guitar or put straws in my nose — common occurrences for many of my friends. Whatever happened to courtship?

I’ve decided to stop dating for now and to stop building this wall. All women have this idea about how we have to be to date. We can’t be overbearing or too invested. We must be confident and sexual. However, we can’t date other people, then we’re sluts. And we can’t be too shy, then we’re just boring.

We’re not allowed to fall in love.

I’m sick of dumbing myself down or being belittled. Fix your own damn plate, I’m gonna go sing to some Britney. Yeah I said it, Britney Spears.

The two still won’t admit to the couple rumors but they were seen getting pretty close in New York recently. They can’t hide behind the “we’re promoting our movie” rumor anymore because they are, in fact, done promoting. Do you think they make a good couple?