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Originally Posted by Anya/Georgia

Shouldn't have read these when I have to get ready for work.

Excuse me, I have to go take care of something...first.

Yeah sorry about that, perhaps I should've left a warning first ...
I hope you at least had fun before work

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On Monday I was having a bad day, I hadn’t slept well because I was having to deal with not knowing whether I was going to have to be forced into going back to work when I know that I am never going to be able to go back to work ever again, my health isn’t going to get better, there are no cures. I am disabled, I have an incurable chronic auto-immune disease, sero-negative rheumatoid arthritis in all the joints of my body and osteoarthritis in both my knees. I am disabled. Registered disabled no less, the end.
On my Monday my Mum took me to Barter Books to chill out, to give me the chance to come down from the heights of panic and fear and horror.
When we were there and at the check-out, Mum paying for the books I wanted, there was a young woman standing behind me. I had noticed her earlier primarily because she had the most amazing iridescent green hair, the green that is on a peacock tail feather, a fantastic, amazing, gorgeous colour. When she saw me she commented on my batman hoody. She has one the same.
I was too shy to talk to her, so Mum and her talked books.
She was, is, beautiful. Stunningly beautiful, and I was too shy to talk to her because of how beautiful she is.
Looking back I saw something else too. I saw that look of sadness that so many beautiful girls have, because of all the nasty, horrible comments that ignorant people make when they can’t or won’t understand when someone is different, isn’t the same as “them”, how thoughtless people are, what evil, nasty fucking twats “people” are. No woman should have to live with that sad look in her eyes. Ever. It’s just wrong.
I wish I had had the guts to say to her, “I know you don’t know me, but I want you to do something for me. I want you to know that you are beautiful. An absolutely stunning, drop-dead gorgeously beautiful woman, and don’t let anyone else ever tell you any differently because if they do, then they are wrong. So please, next time some idiot makes some comment then remember this: ‘You are beautiful’.”
I guess what this is about is how aware I am of how much of a difference it would have made to me, with my life, if someone, anyone, even if it was a complete stranger, had said to me that just because I was different, there was nothing wrong with me.
So, to that beautiful woman who I didn’t have the confidence to talk to:
“You are beautiful. Whatever anyone else says; You Are Beautiful. You deserve to be happy and loved and cherished, because you are beautiful, both inside and out. You’re beautiful.”
To all the women out there who feel different, who don’t think they fit in, who feel both elated and afraid when they get a compliment like “You’re beautiful” it’s okay to be scared. There is nothing wrong with you, because you are amazing. You are worth it. You deserve to be loved for you, you deserve to be cherished and adored and given everything you deserve and need and want. To share it all with someone else. Because you are all beautiful and smart and amazing and wonderful you deserve it. You all deserve it all.
So when you’re having a bad day and you feel like you are all alone, you’re not.
You’re never alone. You are beautiful.
You deserve the best.
Never stop believing in yourself.
Ever.
You are beautiful.

15/02/12
M

[girl_dee]

dang friend i wish you weren't in so much pain, my clients who have widespread arthritis say the mornings feel like they've been hit with a mac truck.

keep on smiling though because that will override all the other stuff....

Keep writing!

signed,
an old fan

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Originally Posted by Cajun_dee

dang friend i wish you weren't in so much pain, my clients who have widespread arthritis say the mornings feel like they've been hit with a mac truck.

keep on smiling though because that will override all the other stuff....

Keep writing!

signed,
an old fan

I can't help but keep smiling because I have the support of good friends like you
Thank you!

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Waiting

All I can do is wait, I’ve been waiting and will always wait, but this time I’m not going to have to wait long.
I made sure I was already ready to go, showered and smelling good. She came home from work and kissed me in greeting as she walked in.
“Babe, I’ve gotta shower before we go.”
“Ok baby, you go shower, I’ll be here waiting.”
She smiled and winked at me, that twinkle I loved in her eye. I watched her walking away into the bathroom, her hips swaying, her mind on showering and going out.
She’s in the shower, I can hear the water, and all I can think of is her, naked and wet, water running down her body; big, heavy droplets cascading down her body, just waiting to be licked off.
The water sliding down between her breasts, glistening on her nipples, a bead hanging there on the very tip, her nipple hard from the pouring water. All I can think about is wanting to suck it off, taking her nipple into my mouth and hear her moan in pleasure.
I can picture her soaping herself up, the water running off her as she rinses, her hands gliding over her body, the water falling in rivulets down her skin, her whole body waiting to be touched, the water caressing her in the most intimate of ways, touching her where I want to be touching her.
I hear the water being turned off and realise I’m breathing heavily, wet myself just from thinking about her. I wait, impatiently, for her to walk past me, just a towel wrapped around her beautiful nakedness.
When she does walk past me I know I can’t wait any longer, so I run my hand down her side as she walks past me, ‘accidentally’ knocking her towel off. She smiles at me as I grin up at her, she knows exactly what I’m thinking, as always, and she slowly turns to face me, her nipples eye level with me, her body still covered in drops of water, water still dribbling down her skin, slowly running down between her breasts, down her belly, trickling down across her pussy, down her thighs, I just want to lick it all off her.
I curl my fingers around her arse, pulling her closer to me, feeling her soft, wet skin, pliant to my touch, so alive, so perfect. I lean forward, my lips inches away from her nipples, smiling up at her as she smiles back at me. Licking my lips and then leaning just that little bit further so I can take her nipple in my mouth, sucking it in, flicking the tip of my tongue across it as she moans, letting my other hand slide around her body until both my hands are on her arse, moving her closer until her legs are either side of mine, enclosing them.
As I suck on her nipples I run my hands up and down her back, feeling her skin, so alive to my touch, warm and still wet from the shower. All I can smell is her, that clean scent rising from her flesh, making me moan as I move from one nipple to the other, wanting to devour her where she is, letting one hand cup the breast my mouth is not touching, rubbing my fingertips across her nipple, feeling how hard they are, never wanting to stop worshipping her body.
With my hands now on her hips I make her move lower until she’s sitting astride my leg and I move my lips from her nipple to her lips and kiss her. Grazing my tongue across her lips until she opens her mouth to accept it, letting my hands slide up and down her thighs, feeling her hard nipples pressed against my body as we kiss as if we’ve been apart forever.
She parts her legs as I run one hand up her inner thigh, inviting me to touch her pussy, but I hold off for one moment longer, wanting to savour the moment, wanting her so badly, my breathing as heavy as hers.
Letting my fingertips briefly stroke across the lips of her pussy, feeling and hearing her moan into my mouth as I move my fingers away back down her thigh, then back up again, pressing my fingers slightly against her pussy, feeling her silken warmth greet my fingertips as I probe deeper, her moans growing louder as I find her clit and massage it gently.
The tip of my finger moving around it, feeling it swell as I caress it. She moans into my ear as I move my head down to take her nipple into my mouth again, the motion of my fingers matching the motion of my tongue as I imagine my tongue circling her clit. I can already feel the effect of my fingers on her body, her pussy hot and wet against my thigh.
With my index finger leading I slide my fingers down from her clit, slowly pushing them inside her, feeling her welcoming warmth enclose them, feeling inside of her, the place I dream about. I hold my fingers deep within her pussy for a moment, relishing in her, that pulse that makes me feel alive which is echoed in my pussy every time I touch her; feeling my own clit throb as I slowly pull my fingers until they’re almost out of her and pushing them back in again, caressing her full length inside, feeling ever ridge and fold, feeling how wet and warm she is, feeling how much she wants what I can give her.
Her back arching as my fingers move in and out of her, sliding my hand back and forth so that my thumb rubs across her clit. Starting off slowly with the motion of my hand, letting the pace of my movement match the sound of her moans, wanting to make her cum so hard but wanting to draw the moment out, my fingers inside her feeling so right, so perfect.
I let the pace of my moving hand increase again, gradually speeding up as her need grows, her moans growing louder and louder, moving my fingers faster and faster until I’m pounding them into her, hard and fast, her back arching as she is completely open to my touch, watching her as you loses herself, her lips parted in ecstasy as she starts to cum, her voice rising and rising in pleasure, feeling her pussy pulsing against my hand and a fresh spurt of warmth as she cums all over my hand, watching her as the wave hits her and she slowly leans forward against me as her whole body relaxes.
With my fingers still inside her, she curls up on my lap, murmuring sweet nothings into my ear as her breathing slowly but surely returns to normal.
There’s only one thing I want to do now, one thing I’ve imagined myself doing all day.
She murmurs in protest as I start to stand, trying to keep me sitting down but I gently make her stand too, and then push her back down onto the chair. I lift my fingers to my mouth to taste her and then I bend forward so I can kiss her again, her lips parting to meet mine as our tongues entangle, my palms cupping her breasts again, her nipples hard to my touch as I kneel before her, kissing my way down her neck, nuzzling my face between her breasts and taking one nipple into my mouth again as I let my other hand play with the other one.
Flicking my tongue across her skin as I move my head down her body, letting my tongue graze across her skin, the scent of her sex rising up to caress me, making my mouth water as I move her forward until her pussy is open to me, her arse on the edge of the chair.
Her legs either side of me as I let my tongue trail down across her pussy, running down the full length of her pussy lips, tasting her, lapping up her wetness, tasting her the way I’ve wanted to taste her since that morning when she left; my wish fulfilled as I let my tongue slide in to glance across the very tip of her clit, hearing her moan in pleasure again as I let my tongue circle around it, sucking it in, then laying the full length of my tongue across it.
Letting my tongue caress her clit, then moving my tongue down until I find her welcoming depths and push my tongue into her, then back up to her clit again, circling around it, over and across it, slowly at first, her moans matching mine as I eat her out.
Gradually moving my tongue faster again as I let the tips of my fingers press against her again, keeping them on the very edge of her pussy, before pushing them inside her again, feeling her warmth enclose them, holding them there as I circle my tongue faster, feeling her arch her back as she presses your pussy against my tongue and takes my fingers as deep inside herself as they can go.
Moving slowly I withdraw my fingers before plunging them back inside of her, my tongue moving as slowly as my fingers entering her. Curling my fingers so they stroke her in different places inside as I move my tongue that little bit faster, her moans all I can hear as I devote myself entirely to her pleasure, her fingers tangling in my hair as I lavish her with my tongue and fuck her with my fingers.
I speed up the pace of my tongue again, as I let my fingers move faster back and forth, deep inside her, caressing her, knowing just where to touch as I hear her moans grow louder and louder as I move more rapidly, my fingers slick with her wetness as my tongue flicks across her clit faster and harder, never stopping, hearing her moans grow louder and louder the closer she gets to cumming. Tasting a fresh flood of warmth as she cums all over my hand again, slowly the pace of my hand, keeping them moving back and forth gently now as she collapses back onto the chair, raising my head and body up so I can gaze into her eyes, seeing that satiated look darken her blue-green eyes.
She leans forward and helps me to rise to my feet again, grinning at me as I stand.
“Uh huh, you don’t get away that easy.”
She sits me down and sits down on my lap again, and starts kissing my neck as her fingers undo my belt buckle and the top button of my jeans before she slowly lowers my zip. My body aches for her touch. But she keeps on kissing my neck and moves her hands up from my waist.
Her fingertips graze across my nipples, making me jump and I can feel her smile against my neck at my body betraying me. Her fingers slowly move back to my nipples, circling around them, moving her hand down to lift my top, tugging my bra aside so she can suck on my nipple, I moan aloud as her tongue flicks across it, while I’m distracted by her mouth she runs your hand down between my legs and press her fingers against my pussy through the fabric of my jeans, her hand molding to the shape of my crotch, the heel of her hand pressing against my clit and her fingers pressed against my pussy lips.
I moaned louder in protest as she kept your hand on the outside of my jeans, running her fingers up and down my inner thigh as she kept her mouth on my nipple, rolling her tongue across it, moving to my other nipple and back again, drawing out the moment until I was almost screaming with frustration.
She moved her lips back up to mine as your hand slid under the waistband of my boxers, pushing them down, her fingers slipping down across my pussy lips, gliding across them, slick with my wetness, pressing deeper and deeper by the millimetre as they moved up and down, until they eventually glanced across my clit, making me jump and moan again.
Slowly encircling my clit, her fingertips making me melt, sending thrills of pleasure through every fibre of my being, I was barely even aware of my own moans as her fingers moved down and into me, her fingers caressing me, touching me deep inside, moving in and out of me in time to my moans, then back up to circle around my clit, keeping me just on the brink, alternating between having her fingers deep inside me and around my clit.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more she started moving your fingers harder and faster, crying out loud, my voice rising as I came, the waves of pleasure coursing through my body from her touch.
While I was still breathless she raised her fingers to my lips and let me suck on them before moving them to her own mouth and tasting me.
She smiled at me as I lay panting, “Hmm, well then …”
Gasping I tried to talk but she silenced me with a finger against my lips.
She stood and pulled me to my feet; with my legs still shaking she started to lead me down the hallway, “Going out can wait, tonight’s barely started, we can go out some other time…”
I smiled at her as she led me into bedroom, she helped me to remove my clothes, pulling my top off completely and tossing it and my bra off into a corner, I helped by kicking my shoes off, and then she pushed me back as I let my jeans fall to the floor around my ankles and fell back onto the bed, she tugged my jeans and boxers off, my socks going with them.
“There, that’s so much better.”
She grinned down at me, her eyes twinkling devilishly, I knew I would do anything for this woman, her beautiful smile making my heart melt, falling deeper and deeper in love with her at every moment we spent together, every time I thought of her, every moment we were alive.
I moved myself fully onto the bed, watching her move towards me, my eyes locked on hers, watching her hair sway forward across her face as she looked down, then back up again at me, her eyes alight.
She knelt on the edge of the bed, her knees either side of my calf, as she moved further up the bed towards me, I could feel her heat against me as she lowered herself down, her pussy wet against my leg, her knee pressed against my pussy as she leant forward to kiss me, her hair trailing across my chest as she slowly moved her head towards mine.
Her lips met mine as her fingers teased my pussy again, making me moan into her mouth. She raised her head slightly so I could see the cheeky grin on her face. She slowly started trailing her lips down my body as her fingers teased me, until her tongue caressed my clit as she parted my pussy lips with her fingers.
I moaned louder as her tongue flicked over and around my clit, pleasure coursing through my body, my skin tingling, my whole body feeling more alive than ever as she drove me wild with her tongue and my moans increasing and my ecstasy increasing as she slowly slipped one finger, then another inside me and started fucking me with her fingers and her tongue, I was aware of her pussy rubbing against my leg in time to my moans as I cried out my voice rising higher and higher, my whole body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
Unable to talk all I could do was lay there as she moved up to lie beside me, her fingers trailing across my body. As my breathing slowly went back to normal she smiled at me and kissed me.
“I love you baby.”
“I love you too beautiful.”
She grinned wickedly and rolled over so she could open up the drawer beside the bed, “Feel up to some more?”
I grinned in reply, “You know I can never say no to you my love.”

rcw.
07/11/06