raniedaize

topping

joy

puppy

heels

True. TPBM has been camping under the Northern Lights.

bod!

whales

I had been looking for a perfume for a few years now but never was able to pick one out; I couldn't have cared less about what a woman smells like! I know a guy who always smells like heaven--a true cologne connoisseur! I asked his advice on the matter, and he told me about what he had bought his girlfriend. When she walked by, OH MY GOD!!! The poor thing, my nose instantly got buried into her! If it's a woman's perfume and it turns MY head, it's truly a delectable treat! Needless to say, I went out and bought it--Burberry Brit. As far as where I put it on? I use the shower gel while bathing, the lotion on my arms and legs, spray the perfume on the back of the neck, and then walk my clothes into the midst. That way, all of me smells good but it's still not overbearing.

Morgan

"too" excess

False, but possibly next week...and with a little wine too! TPBM considers it phenomenal when being folded feet over head while having sex.

tempting

True. TPBM has had sex on a rooftop.

sad

sight

Perhaps as a tease while massaging them clean, beautiful things! TPBM thinks tackling should be a part of nearly any sport!

haha. My mistake. Didn't finish reading all the pages. I suppose it'd help if I weren't so tired! False. I didn't receive a call from anyone special. But still, TPBM likes their toes sucked.

Depends on what you consider "kinky" TPBM likes their toes sucked.

trust

Dear Little Miss, Greetings! Just so you know, you are the first entry on the forum I am replying to. As such, consider yourself loved and cherished! I don't really know you quite yet, but your message rang with a truth that I know too well: Sometimes those who are supposed to love us the most fail at it the most. But chin up; that's when we encounter some of the least expected things. We find uber-comfy shoulders to cry on, open ears to hear us, and the realization that the people who we decide to matter most in our lives ought to be those who accept us unconditionally and not those who stipulate conditional terms for receiving their affection. I moved out of my parents' home at the age of twenty due to similar family issues. I too was a full time student with only two hundred bucks to my name at the time. I can honestly tell you that suddenly abandoning the home and people with whom you grew up is NOT an easy task! The first year was extremely difficult--monetarily, EMOTIONALLY, and physically. After a while, though, I discovered that by standing up and respecting myself first and foremost, they too learned to follow suit and respect me in turn. Now, two and a half years later, my family and I are able to get along well--not because "time covers a multitude of sins" but because I was adament that they must accept and acknowledge responsibility until they eventually did. Just be yourself, love yourself, and never allow others to be the priority in your life when they consider you merely an option in theirs. YOU are precious. Oh, and don't be too upset about your body fluctuations. You never know what a person may find attractive or irrelevant.

Thanks, ToyQueen, and I'll definitely be joining in. By the way, I love your Life Is Good logo. Very nice vibes.

Hi. No, I'm not Japanese and nor am I one who is entrenched in anime. I'm simply a person who loves different languages and cultures. And no, I will not post my real name. Ever. Sorry. Hmmm....How to start? Well, long story made short? My therapist actually recommended TooTimid to me! Okay, perhaps that shortened long story ought to be lengthened back out a little. So, let me back up. First, let me preface: I am a FIRM believer that everyone ought to have their own convictions but not force them upon others--and no judging! That being said... I had always been the type whose conviction was to remain a virgin until marriage. I would still be so today except for the fact that my virginity was stolen. Yes, people--Rape happens. A year after the first one, I was raped again. Half a year after that, I started receiving counseling over it all. Yay me!, and hence, the therapist previously mentioned. Don't worry; I'm NOT looking for a pity party. As I said, rape happens. It's just a fact. So, summing up that story again... It's interesting how life works sometimes. In some odd, twisted, ironic way, these past experiences of mine has caused me up to open up and claim my life as my own. I'm now a woman--a feminine, sexy, and even sexual woman. And although I do still prefer to behave myself well (as stated earlier, I'm not married. Plus, I am tragically terrified of STDs!), all I can say is--With recovery comes relapse, right? So, if you ever see future postings from me, please don't judge because my convictions say one thing and my actions say another. PTSD, people. PTSD. I am working through it though. ANYWAY, what I'd simply like to say is this: Hi, everybody! I, too, am pretty new and just want to send a great big "Thank you" to all who are brave, honest, and candid enough to post your issues, ideas, and TIPS on this site! I love the articles and greatly appreciate this unassuming and anonymous community. May you all go at it like rabbits tonight! * * * * * Oh, and I apologize for the rant.