Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
I couldn't decide if he was mad at me for not being around weekends, or had come down with something. Nope...it turns out that he's stressed over my being gone. Woofy and I have a daily ritual. He's waiting for me in the window every day, then runs to the door to greet me, and finally ends up on my bed where I love on him for a moment. He's always been affectionate and demanding of my time.
The doctor said it's possible he doesn't like the change in routine. He checked out fine. Cost me a small fortune the little rat! I got a bottle of stress relief and something to clean my chair with. There's no way I'm going to try and squeeze the medicine down his throat three times a day so I added it to his water, which was also an option. I figured, it won't hurt the other two that they're drinking it, too.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Outstanding Book That Will Stay On My Bookshelf For Rereading!
“I can take care of myself.” Lacey finally tugged away from him. “And you owe me for that bottle of perfume.” So much for their truce. She turned abruptly to leave.
“You little hellcat.” His tone was low; the words ground out between his teeth. Chase’s hand encircled her arm, and he jerked her back to him. “You almost blind me with that stuff, and now you expect me to replace it?” He pulled Lacey even closer, until her breasts were crushed against his unyielding, naked chest. His hands were like steel bands around the flesh of her upper arms. She caught her breath, her heart slamming in her chest. The heat from Chase’s body seeped into hers, drawing an immediate response.
Lacey felt her nipples harden and tingle with excitement. Something hot flowed through her aroused body, pooling between her thighs. The palms of her hands flattened against his chest; the lower half of her body arched into his as lust took control of her emotions. Fear that Chase would realize what he was doing to her nearly crippled her.
“Let me go.” Oh God. Was that her weak, pitiful voice? Without warning, Chase’s hand was at the back of her head, his fingers threading through her loose hair and twisting it into a knot. A soft cry escaped Lacey when she found her head jerked back.
Lightning revealed the raw passion etched on Chase’s chiseled face. The flaring nostrils, his prominent cheekbones, and tightly drawn lips left no doubts that he was as turned on as she was. The blaze in his eyes held Lacey’s gaze captive. Filled with an unspoken promise of what was to come. She could barely take a breath when he began to lower his face.
“I’ve been hard since the first time I laid eyes on you.” She felt his warm breath against her face. “No…” Lacey’s heart was about to pound out of her chest. She should fight him, assert herself, and knee him in the groin. Something! She didn’t want this, did she? She opened her mouth to protest when he thrust his hips against her. Oh God!
“Yes!” His hoarse whisper held a hint of savageness to it, and before Lacey could do any of the things she was thinking, Chase’s mouth swooped down to steal her breath away with a scorching kiss.
She stiffened, but it didn’t last. He didn’t fight fair. While one hand held her head so he could kiss her at will, the other glided down Lacey’s back and over her bottom, squeezing a half-naked cheek while grinding his hard-on into her. A sob rose in her throat when she realized she was responding to his sexual attack and the forceful persuasion of his mouth.
“Chase,” she whispered when his mouth left hers to rain kisses down her throat. She closed her eyes and moaned, growing weak in the knees. “No…”
“No, don’t kiss you?” His lips brushed the curve of her jaw. “No, don’t touch you?” His mouth moved on to tease the flesh of her neck. Lacey trembled wildly. “No, don’t make love to you?”
Before Lacey realized his intention, he tugged at the spaghetti strap of her camisole and pulled it down until her breast was bare. The sound that escaped him left no doubt that he was close to the end of his limit. He cupped her flesh and pulled it up at the same time, lowering his head until his mouth was on her. A mini explosion of pleasure caused Lacey’s breath to catch.
“Oh!” She’d never felt anything as pleasurable. A day’s growth of beard added to the pleasure of Chase’s mouth as it worked against her sensitive skin. Her hands began to move over his shoulders and back, relishing in the feel of his sculptured body. Lacey had no doubt their heated moment was going to end with them making love. It had been leading up to this. And she was shamelessly eager to feel his possession.
His large hands cupped her buttocks, grinding her against the front of him. It was nearly her undoing. Moaning weakly, Lacey’s hands clutched the front of his loose shirt, her head falling back. She arched her throat so he could put his mouth there, which he did without invitation or hesitation. She sucked in air, unconsciously
rotating her hips against him, urging his hungry flesh to please her.
Lacey trembled against him; her body close to exploding. He was hot, but she was hotter. The evidence of his need strained against the crevice between her legs, forcing her to ride out the growing storm. The pleasure was so intense, so exquisite, she was sure she was going to drop to the floor or faint. In a burst of over whelming passion, she put her mouth on Chase, biting a male nipple.
“Shit, Lacey! You want me to come right here?” His hands moved beneath the silky fabric over her bottom, and he lifted Lacey up and down against the swelling in the front of his jeans. “I want my cock buried deep inside you when that happens.”
Saturday, June 26, 2010
WOMAN: 'Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?'
WOMAN: 'I am at the shops now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $2,000. Is it OK if I buy it?'
MAN: 'Sure, go ahead if you like it that much.'
WOMAN: 'I also stopped by the Lexus dealership and saw the new Models. I saw one I really liked.'
MAN: 'How much?'
MAN: 'OK, but for that price I want it with all the options.'
WOMAN: 'Great! Oh, and one more thing...the house I wanted last year is back on the market. They're asking $980,000'
MAN: 'Well, then go ahead and give them an offer of $900,000. They will probably take it. If not, we can go the extra 80 thousand if it's really a pretty good deal.'
WOMAN: 'OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!'
MAN: 'Bye! I love you, too.' The man hangs up. The other men in the locker room are staring at him in astonishment, mouths agape.
He turns and asks: 'Anyone know who this phone belongs to?'
Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Law of Gravity - Any tool, nut, bolt, screw, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.
Law of Probability -The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.
Law of Random Numbers - If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal & someone always answers.
Law of the Alibi - If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.
Variation Law - If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will always move faster than the one you are in now (works every time).
Law of the Bath - When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.
Law of Close Encounters -The probability of meeting someone you know increases dramatically when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.
Law of the Result - When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.
Law of Biomechanics - The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.
Law of the Theater & Hockey Arena - At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle, always arrive last. They are the ones who will leave their seats several times to go for food, beer, or the toilet & who leave early before the end of the performance or the game is over. The folks in the aisle seats come early, never move once, have long gangly legs or big bellies & stay to the bitter end of the performance. The aisle people also are very surly folk.
The Coffee Law - As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.
Murphy's Law of Lockers - If there are only 2 people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers.
Law of Physical Surfaces - The chances of an open-faced jelly sandwich landing face down on a floor, are directly correlated to the newness & cost of the carpet or rug.
Law of Logical Argument - Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking about.
Brown's Law of Physical Appearance - If the clothes fit, they're ugly.
Oliver's Law of Public Speaking - A closed mouth gathers no feet.
Wilson's Law of Commercial Marketing Strategy - As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop making it.
Doctors' Law - If you don't feel well, make an appointment to go to the doctor, by the time you get there you'll feel better. But don't make an appointment, and you'll stay sick.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
As I walked in, almost awake, she turned to me and said softly,
“You’ve got to make love to me this very moment!”
My eyes lit up and I thought, “I am either still dreaming or this is going to be my lucky day!”
Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all right there on the kitchen table.
Afterwards she said, “Thanks,” and returned to the stove, her T-shirt still around her neck.
Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked, “What was that all about?
She explained, “The egg timer’s broken. Breakfast is ready…”
Monday, June 21, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
I had a great time there. We painted some more, bought some french doors because we're turning the garage into a grandma room, and picked up lots of nifty little gadgets to keep my son-in-law busy. He's replacing door knobs, and boring stuff like that. I also bought him his first role of duct tape. Told him that's a man's favorite tool. He then told me that I haven't known the right men. Little smarty!
Every time I see Alivia I can't believe how tall she's grown and how beautiful she is. Her smile just makes my heart swell. After I spent a day painting I collapsed on the sofa, and she brought in some of her lotion in and rubbed my feet down. Can you believe that? I can't believe she'll only be four in August.
I hope everyone had a great weekend.
Friday, June 18, 2010
The young gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed, saying, "Hey old man, have you ever danced?"
The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, "No, I never did dance ... never really wanted to."
A crowd had gathered as the gunslinger grinned and said, "Well, you old fool, you're gonna dance now," and started shooting at the old man's feet.
The old prospector -- not wanting to get a toe blown off-- started hopping around like a flea on a hot skillet. Everybody was laughing.
When his last bullet had been fired, the young gunslinger, still laughing, holstered his gun and turned around to go back into the saloon.
The old man turned to his pack mule, pulled out a double-barreled shotgun, and cocked both hammers. The loud clicks carried clearly through the desert air.
The crowd stopped laughing immediately.
The young gunslinger heard the sounds too, and he turned around very slowly. The silence was almost deafening. The crowd watched as the young gunman stared at the old timer and the large gaping holes of those twin barrels.
The barrels of the shotgun never wavered in the old man's hands, as he quietly said, "Son, have you ever licked a mule's ass?"
The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, "No sir ..... but... I've always wanted to."
I just love a story with a happy ending, don't you?
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Hubby and I made a 9:00 appointment to haggle with the sales person, I hate that part, too. We were just about to walk out because he was determined to talk them into giving me a free car, (they didn't budge, go figure) while I realized the deal I was getting. As we were heading toward the door I stopped him and said, if I don't get a car today I'm not coming back and that's it. I'm not going through this again. He didn't really care, after all it was going to be my car. So I turned around and went back in.
Well, I did get a good deal on a 2011 model that's already out so I took the plunge. Beginning next month I'll start up with car payments again. I hate those fat little booklets you get from the bank! It takes forever for them to go down in size. Thank goodness for on-line banking so I don't have to look at it.
I'll enjoy driving my new car until the payment book arrives:)
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Check out the whole review here at Manic Readers Reviews.
Jennifer's wedding day was fast approaching. Nothing could dampen her excitement -- not even her parent's nasty divorce.
Her mother had found the PERFECT dress to wear and would be the best dressed mother-of-the-bride ever!
A week later, Jennifer was horrified to learn that her father's new young wife had bought the exact same dress!
Jennifer asked her to exchange it, but she refused.
"Absolutely not, I look like a million bucks in this dress, and I'm wearing it," she replied.
Jennifer told her mother who graciously said, "Never mind sweetheart. I'll get another dress. After all, it's your special day."
A few days later, they went shopping and did find another gorgeous dress.
When they stopped for lunch, Jennifer asked her mother, "Aren't you going to return the other dress? You really don't have another occasion where you could wear it."
Her mother just smiled and replied, "Of course I do, dear. I'm wearing it to the rehearsal dinner the night before the wedding."
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Can you believe it?
It seems like only yesterday she was crawling around the White House on her hands and knees, putting everything in her mouth..
They grow up so fast, don't they?
Where does the time go? Actually, she grew up into a beautiful woman, didn't she? I hear she's a fashion designer now.
Two weeks later, he got five tickets in the mail for driving without a seat belt.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I work with a gal who says she needs to lose weight once in a while. Five years younger than me she looks great in my eyes. But at least her explanation makes sense, while not making me feel like a whale. She says, "It's not how I look, but how I feel."
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Blackraven's Erotic Cafe emailed The Cowboy Way to me last Friday evening and I stayed up until two o'clock in the morning reading it. What a great romance. I enjoyed every moment of the story and found the epilogue (deleted by me...there has to be some surprises!) to be a most perfect and satisfying ending. That was the first of your books that I have read and I look forward to reading many more.
I'm so happy for them. It's a beautiful brick front home but the prior owners loved green and the carpet and walls reflect that. Not that there's anything wrong with green but it's too much! And a princess needs a pink room. So we started in Alivia's bed room and now it's pink and white. Looks cute. As soon as we find out what the new baby will be we'll paint the second bedroom accordingly.
My son-in-law is busy doing the man thing. Making trips to Home Depot for supplies, hooking up the appliances in the kitchen. Working on the pool and outside. He'll have his hands full the next few weeks re-shaping the landscaping.
I found out this weekend that I'm not as young and bendy as I used to be:) I might not be cut out for climbing a ladder to paint anymore but I'm at least handy when it comes to babysitting!
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING, SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD.
WELL . . . YOU'LL LOVE THIS ONE.
MY NAME IS Pauline , AND I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW DENTIST.
I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA ON THE WALL, WHICH BORE HIS FULL NAME. SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 30-ODD YEARS AGO.
COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN?
UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT.
THIS BALDING, GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE. AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN PARK HIGH SCHOOL.
'YES. YES, I DID. I'M A MUSTANG,' HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.
'WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?' I ASKED.
HE ANSWERED, 'IN 1975. WHY DO YOU ASK?'
YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!', I EXCLAIMED.
HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY.
THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, BALDING, WRINKLED FACED, FAT-ASSED, GRAY-HAIRED, DECREPIT SON-OF-A-BITCH ASKED,
"WHAT DID YOU TEACH?"
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
She was the only woman he’d ever lusted after. The only woman who knew how to fuck him to the point of total satisfaction and exhaustion. Shit, until he could hardly walk. He grinned, wondering how long it would take to get her back into his bed. There was no way he was going to leave there that weekend without getting another piece of her sweet ass.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010