P.S.A. Wednesday

Wednesday Morning Public Service Announcement

Well, ladies and gentlemen, today’s P.S.A. is:

So simple, but so true.
This is so true for so many of us. We should all learn to stop and
look for the beauty around us. Otherwise, you never know what you might miss.

Allow me to illustrate.
So many of us can be like this guy:

(Remember you can click to enlarge the pictures)

 

Or this guy who thinks he is looking around, but really isn't.

Because if they only had looked around,
they might have seen the beauty of this young lady's struggle:

And what exactly was her struggle you ask? What did they miss?
Well, let's pan-out in order to take a closer, longer look:

(This one you should definitely click to enlarge.)

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I think it is obvious these guys clearly missed the lesson, because something is very, very clear. What do you think?

In turn, I think this young lady’s lesson, taking one on behalf of other young ladies, is a bit different.

Foremost, she should learn to look down and beware of street grates.

And even deeper, she should perhaps think about her choice of panties long and hard before setting out for the day. Because one thing is definitely obvious, thanks to their sheerness, if someone gets a long look at them, it is clear that she is no doubt going to get someone hard.

That concludes our PSA.
Don't forget to vote below.
Enjoy your day.

Reflective Friday

Current Mood: Reflective


I came across this quote recently: 

"I used to think I was the strangest person in the world
but then I thought there are so many people in the world,
there must be someone just like me
who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do.
I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too.
Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes,
it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you."

 – Frida Kahlo

Yes, on the surface simply a quote written by a woman, addressing and being supportive of another woman, another kindred spirit, but to me it is more. Her note to the "strange" is my note to a my own kindred spirits across the internet.

And if I was to allow myself to believe in the unbelievable,
perhaps a lover not yet met.

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For a slightly different mood, don't forget to read and share your thoughts
on my previous post HERE.

Hump Day: Morning Interlude

Wednesday already? Or Wednesday barely?

Today happens to be Hump Day which is probably no surprise to you if you happen to work in an office environment. Not that other jobs don't count down their weekdays either, but I personally have always found this mid-week celebration prevelant in the office environment. Not sure why that is since despite its drudgery, it still beats hard labor.

Therefore in honor of Hump Day - a very brief photo play for your review. I hope it is a welcome distraction.

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7:15 am
Gentle footfalls on hardwood floors.
A hollow stream of coffee pouring into a ceramic mug. Swish. Drip. Drip.
Drip.


Frannie - He..hee..here’s your cup.

Enzo - You have that. I’ll grab a full cup on the way into work.

Frannie - But….Are you still mad?

Enzo - I’m leaving. You can take the bus today.

Frannie - Wwhat? Wait. I’ll be late if I take the bus.

Enzo - You should have thought about that earlier. Just don't be late getting home. I’ll finish dealing with you then.

Frannie - Finish? I thought I was done?! Jus, just look at me.

Enzo - I am looking at you and that is why I know you are far from done. Warmed up, but not done.

6:49 am
Thunderous claps of skin on skin contact.
Yelps and fast-paced pleads breakthrough the fading morning still.

Frannie - I’m sss…sa…sarrieee!

Enzo - You will be sorry – eventually. I can’t believe you. Drinking the last cup of coffee and not even thinking of setting up a new one to brew.

Frannie - Oh! Oh. Oww! Ugh. Ow!

Enzo - What about flushing the toilet while I was still in the shower?

Frannie - I had to pee.

Enzo - You were supposed to join me in the shower.

Frannie - ….but I needed coffee first.

Enzo - And all this on top of your not wanting to get up this morning.

Frannie - Oww! Ugh. I just wanted to sleep innnn. It’s not like you were in a hurrr…ie.

Enzo - Yes, but I managed to give you a nice wake up call and still get up, didn’t I?

6:25 am
Swish. Swish. Creek.
Creek. Creek. Creek. Creek.
Grunts, groans and incoherent protests.

Frannie - Owww! Gawd, tha…t...  Ughhhh! Slooow...down. Thattt's...ughhh…

Enzo - Good! Now that I got your attention maybe you’ll get up.

Frannie - I’m up! I’m up! Gawd, how could I not be. Ohhh! Ohh. Owww!

Enzo - Isn't this what you wanted?

Frannie - Ya..yes, bb-but...

Enzo - Well, happy hump day. So who's the insatiable, horny little bitch? Who is?

Frannie - Guu! Gawd! Uhhh!  Yes! Yes!  I. I.   I am! I am!

6:15 am
Silence but for the whisper of the curtains swaying against the bedsheets.
Distant birds chirp their piercing greetings into the morning.
The swishing of skin sliding backwards against crisp sheets.

Frannie - Mmmmm…mmmm.

Silence.

A thrust of joined body weight shifting.

Enzo - Well, good morning to you too.

Frannie - You’re up and at attention as always.

Enzo - Get up and turn on the coffee and I’ll meet you in the shower. 

Frannie - Ummmm. I don’t want to get up. I don’t want to go to…to wwor… Ohh!

Enzo - Be a good girl and get up. 

Frannie - No. I’m ready for all of you now. 

Enzo - Uh, I don’t think you are quite ready yet. Meet you in the shower.

Frannie - Mmmm, no. No, don’t go. Don't pull out. Please. Just stay. Stay inside.
Finish. Pppleasse.

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So would you enjoy this wake up call?
Did Frannie deserve that spanking?
How about the one to come later today?

Silent votes count via the Polls, but comments are most appreciated.

Intermission: Checking In

I am on this road, going and going, but I just need to pull over and stop for a moment. Problem is I’m not happy with the view ahead. To be fair, and no different really than most, no one ever really gets an unobstructed view. But for someone who wasn’t meant to be here, let alone this long; well the road is truly unclear.

The soul tires of the bumpy road, the eyes ache from glaring through the haze. Perhaps pulling over, turning off the engine and just being is the best course.

Yet staying here, unmoving, is in itself a step; and praying not a step backwards.

Checking in just in case anyone had been wondering; in case anyone was still interested in reading. It has been a minute since my last post. Although that last post didn't seem to gather much attention and seemed to prove unpopular with the ladies as I had partially anticipated.