Just the other day I was strolling among the shelved of my favorite drug store looking for something to buy. Sometimes it hits me – this origin-unknown craving for new things.
Anyways, I stopped next to the tampon and pads section when I spotted this man hiding among the various products. The guy was about 50 and was squatting down, almost on his knees and held a cell phone in his hand. He was obviously listening to the voice of someone on the other end of the line and his face was a mirror of his inner state: confused and horrified. And then he said: “I don’t see any of them with wings…”.
Now ladies. Please. Will you ever agree to go to the appliance store and get your hubby that exact wrench tool or concrete drill bit that he needs? Come on! – stop torturing your men with such tasks they can never accomplish.
You want the job done – do it yourself or don’t be surprised when you get pads that have 15 feet of aluminum and carbon fiber wings on them!
I know I was gone for some while. It is not what you are thinking – I was not playing around, I was not having a good time. I was studying and I was having a great time!!!
Since the little vibrator ( I call it the “little devil”) from DealExtreme got into my life, I understood what potential hides behind this whole vibrating world. I can still not believe that such a small and rather cheap appliance can make a “normal” woman as myself happy. Happy is an understatement here.
I enjoy it that much that I decided to do two things:
Write a review about the “little devil”. I decided that this review must also include a description of the orgasms it gives me. They and the “little devil” cannot be separated from each other.
Make a wish-list including all sorts of DealExtreme products that I have reasonable cause to believe that might bring me via different ways to those sweet orgasms I’ve been experiencing since I got the “little devil”.
If this make even a single woman in this world get courage, buy and use one – I know my place in heaven is secured!
I was walking down town a few days ago when a male cyclists came whizzing just next to me. As the street was going uphill this cyclist stood up and detaching his, with shiny Polyester cloth wrapped, bottom-side from the painful to see narrow bicycle saddle.
And what a glorious piece of butt that was! – Firm as only 5 days-a-week cycling trained muscle can be, full and artistically round.
I am sorry. I know it is not polite to stare at strangers, but this arse of his didn’t look a tiny bit like a stranger to me. Did it ever happen to you that you met a person for the first time but still – this person looked so familiar right from the first glance? This is exactly what I felt with the ass at hand, the only problem being that it was not in my hand. At this moment I wished I had a camera, I wished I had a bike too, to chase this long lost familiar body part.
If a friend would have told me about such a situation and asked how I would have reacted were I present at the moment of ass-revelation, I think I would have said that it wouldn’t have bothered me too much. For that I think that a hidden hand was leading me that day: hormones – can’t live with them, can’t live without them!
I think with some luck I can find where this guy lives…
Love love love – I fell in love with this song. It is so refreshing!
I heard it on the radio the other day, while driving and was frantically looking for a pen to write some lyrics down so I could find it later on Youtube. But I couldn’t get the words and later, facing Youtube, I couldn’t find it. Only today a friend found the song’s name. I will have to kiss her really hard when we meet again.
When I hear it, it makes my soul rise and my butt just moves on its own according to the rhythm. I feel like i want to share it with the world, so here it is!
I love the lyrics too as they are sexy and cute. This girl would do anything for her love. I know I wouldn’t. I can’t decide if this is good or bad. Anyways, it seems like she has a lot of motivation but little experience
Didn’t know Germans had such a great English accent! I wonder where did this British accent comes from…
Lyrics – Satellite/Lena Meyer-Landrut
I went everywhere for you
I even did my hair for you
I bought new underwear, they’re blue
And I wore ‘em just the other day
Love, you know I’ll fight for you
I left on the porch light for you
Whether you are sweet or cruel
I’m gonna love you either way
Love, oh, love, I gotta tell you how I feel about you
‘Cause I, oh, I can’t go a minute without your love
Like a satellite, I’m in an orbit all the way around you
And I would fall out into the night
Can’t go a minute without your love
Love, I got it bad for you
I saved the best I have for you
You sometimes make me sad and blue
Wouldn’t have it any other way
Love, my aim is straight and true
Cupid’s arrow is just for you
I even painted my toe nails for you
I did it just the other day
Love, oh, love, I gotta tell you how I feel about you
‘Cause I, oh, I can’t go a minute without your love
Like a satellite I’m in an orbit all the way around you
And I would fall out into the night
Can’t go a minute without your love
Oh, love, I gotta tell you how I feel about you
‘Cause I, oh, I can’t go a minute without your love
Where you go, I’ll follow
You set the pace, we’ll take it fast and slow
I’ll follow in your way,
You got me, you got me
A force more powerful than gravity
It’s physics, there’s no escape
Love, my aim is straight and true
Cupid’s arrow is just for you
I even painted my toe nails for you
I did it just the other day
Love, oh, love, I gotta tell you how I feel about you
‘Cause I, oh, I can’t go a minute without your love
Like a satellite I’m in orbit all the way around you
And I would fall out into the night
Can’t go a minute without your
Love, oh, love, I gotta tell you how I feel about you
‘Cause I, oh, I can’t go a minute without your love
Love, love, love, love, love
