We arrive at Gare Du Nord, disembark and head for the Taxi rank. Jump in the taxi after the driver puts our bags in the trunk and I ask the driver ‘pouvez vous me prendre à la rue de saint didier s'il vous plaît’ he mutters back ‘oui monsieur’ ‘Merci’ I thank him, and turn to T who is smiling. There’s something about talking French in front of a lady that just tickles her senses. She proceeds to grill me about my French saying she is surprised and I act all shy about it. It’s strange I actually don’t like conversing French even though it is my mother’s tongue, still it’s good to impress someone that is worth the effort. Its funny the last time I was here my companion was upset at the fact I could speak another language, I think they liked the fact that they were the only multilingual in the relationship.
Passing the old streets of Paris has that special feeling you can not justify in words, your eyes see and your heart feels it’s character deep within like a passing emotion captivating every essence of it’s history. Driving along the driver keeps peering back with an inquisitive glance, after a while he says ‘sont vous ici sur buisness ou le plaisir’
I reply ‘monsieur avec cette dame splendide dans la capitale d'amants du monde, comment pourrait je pense à business’ He laughs and to our surprise he says in English ‘Madame, excuse me for my poor English, your are a lucky lady’, ‘monsieur il est je qui suis le fortuné’.
T gives me a confused glance and I motion I’ll tell her at the hotel. We’re approaching the Arc de Triomphe and it looks strikingly stunning in all its magnificent glory. We head towards the Eiffel Tower as we approach T reaches for my hand and grasps it and reaches over and gently kisses me on the cheek and thanks me. As we pass the Eiffel tower in its blue lit structure and European Union Stars homage to Europe, it is just amazing. We pass Le Palais de Chaillot and head towards the Hotel just a little way pass the tower. We arrive at The Hiltonhttp://www.hilton.co.uk/paris, I pay the driver and he wishes us a happy stay. The porter picks up our bags and leads us to the reception. We collect our room key, head up to the seventh floor. I’m excited as I requested a room with a view of the Eiffel tower and I’m curious to see what we’ve been given. As the Porter opens the door we’re in awe of the view, a picturesque view of the tower. We quickly unpack trying hard to pull ourselves away from the city sights from the balcony. After a quick embrace we decide to walk the streets and take in the atmosphere.
We head down Avenue Kleber towards the Trocadero. As we approach we hear drum beats and notice a crowd gathered at the top of the Palais de Chaillot, there’s a crowd being entertained by some French youngsters doing street dancing. We stop for a while and watch them while looking out over the view of the city. We head across pont d’lena, where we come across more street entertainers underneath the Eiffel towerhttp://www.tour-eiffel.fr/teiffel/uk/#. There are lots of people around including a stag and hen party roaming under this seventh wonder of the world. The vibe around is electric everyone is happy it’s true what they say Paris makes you gay (in the happy way that is). Its 12 o’clock and we’re just in time for the Eiffel sparkling lights that glitter every hour on the hour for 10 minutes. The moment grabs us and we embrace passionately under the glittering lights and the whole world just disappears.
We head up towards the Palais de Chailot and into The Café de l’Hommehttp://www.restaurant-cafedelhomme.com/en/index.php, with it’s beautiful décor of reds and browns and it’s terrace looking out onto the tower it’s self. We take a table on the terrace and order a Moscow Red mule and a caipirina with some bar snacks. We sit and talk the night away flirting and teasing one another a touch here a touch there building up the temperature flamber sur plus tard. We’re merrily tipsy flirting away without a care when the polite waiter advises that if we want a last drink we’ll have to order now as they are closing soon. I check my watch and to my surprise it’s 1:45am we order another round drunkenly laughing at the fact the time has just flown without us noticing. The drinks arrive and we toast to a happy and prosperous life. I take a sip of my caipirina and while in one of those quiet awing moments while we’re both staring at the view I think about my life, how I’ve lived it and the characters I’ve encountered and smile as I look over the table at this sophisticated dark haired Mediterranean beauty. There is justice in this world. We drink up and head back to the hotel soaking in the streets and people of Paris.
Monday, 18 August 2008
Wednesday, 23 July 2008
Un magnifique voyage à Paris
Well this weekend I had the surprise of my life. Was meant to be staying in the country Knutsford to be exact but was abducted to Paris for a long weekend arriving back in London to enjoy the glorious sunshine that seems to of sprung on us.
I always wanted to have a bottle of champagne at the worlds longest Champagne bar since Eurostar opened their new passenger terminal at Kings X. So the plan was leave work early on Friday meet some old Eurostar friends for a few drinks and wait for T.
I thought I’d be smug and get a bouquet of flowers and order a bottle of Pink Bubbles just before T arrives.
Catching up with the old gang had me in stitches, Hiedi’s pregnant and married which was a huge shock but it was nice to see her so glowing and bubbly. The guys were the usual jokes Miss Lee her usual voluptuous happy self. Well as usual the shots came out and by 5:30pm was feeling quite chirpy, lets just say I had a huge grin on my face when I saw T walk in and no word of a lie even I had to double take nearly snapping my neck, and when she sashayed her way over all those feelings came flooding back when I first met her. T has the unique ability to render me senseless, almost beaten and whipped with a strange smile on my face, like a little kid again happy innocent knowing that the bubble I’m in will never be tainted by a lie or an undesirable action. For trust is a big thing in a relationship without this there is no relationship and as a woman of maturity and wisdom T knows this.
So With a quick embrace and some gob smacked mouths she settles in and immediately starts talking with the girls about her dress and shoes and what she does. I’m getting all kinds of bemused looks from the guys and Moses drags me off to the bar for a chat, I make the excuse of asking T what she would like to drink followed by the others. Once at the bar Moses smiles and ascertains ‘that’s what the flowers are for, I’ve never seen you buy flowers before I thought it must have been something special’ he proceeds to grill me intensely, ‘wasn’t you saying to me the other week that you can’t find wife material’ he pauses and looks over at our table ‘how the @uck do you do it! you seem to go out with a prettier girl than the last every time’ I laugh sheepishly and think to myself if only you knew how they were mentally messed up and the only thing that was good was the sex as they were devoid of any emotion but sex without emotion is like a transaction. As we’re talking I look over the bar list and pick out a Dom Pérignon 2000. I ask Moses if he gets a discount at the bar being an employee? unfortunately not! he ask why and I showed him what I’m about to buy, he laughs and blurts ‘you must be in love’ ‘What ever’ I respond ‘come on you know me I love the bubbles’.
Moses proceeds to grill me while I’m getting the round in and just as I’m ordering the bottle T comes over and ask ‘are you getting some bubbly darling’ I think quickly to myself O Shit! T has expensive taste in Bubbles I know she wants pink. She goes ‘don’t worry they have my favorite I’ll get this one as I want to ask you something’ ‘ok Baba’ I mumble as it’s the only thing I can think of as ALARM BELLS! Start ringing in my head, I feel a sharp poke in my side, ‘Let me take these drinks back to the table and I’ll be back’. Moses is laughing all the way back as I drop off the drinks on the table he grabs my hand and says ‘you make me proud S@{#@, I hope you have finally found your happiness’.
I get back to the bar and Sitting by two pink glasses and a Bucket of Champagne T is looking ravishingly gorgeous with a sweet seductive smile on her face, this women has the tightest body I’ve ever gone out with, strange she’s the oldest but by far the physically fittest. I don’t know what those other girls were doing but boy they need to take a note out of this woman’s book. I take a seat next to her and give her a quick kiss and whisper in her ear how strikingly beautiful she looks, and boy does she smell sweet I have to stop myself from literally biting her neck she’s smelling so fine…..Reality check she wants to ask me something by getting champagne I take a seat and begin to sweat under my collar…the room starts to spin and I look over at our table pause and look at T.
‘Is everything ok’
‘yes’ comes the reply
‘Stop stressing you Num Num’ she laughs ‘I just wanted to ask you if your free this weekend’
‘you know I am’
‘No well what I’d like to ask is would you like to come to Paris with me for the weekend until Monday’
choking on my Dom Pérignon Rosé 96 she laughs at me.
‘what about passports hotel clothes’
‘I’ve got my travel bag with me you’ve got time to get your passport if you get a cab in the next half an hour’
I check my Burberry watch and it’s blurry but I can make out it’s just gone 6pm.
I check with T if she wants to stay while I go and she promises to polish off the bottle I tell her to sit with my friends and I’ll be back in a bit, I go over to the table and ask for a big favour from them:
1. baby sit my lady
2. I’m going to Paris but need to get my passport and maybe late can you guys wait around and squeeze me through I plead.
They give me the nod after some interrogation. I bring T over and ask they take great care of ma petite fleur, I give T a kiss and I’m on my way.
Jump in a private cab round the corner from the station and don’t ask the cost just scream out directions and tell him it’s urgent. I’m lifting my wrist to check the time so much I think the cabbie thinks I’m having a fiddle. Got it! Grab my passport and some clothes stuffed in a bag and jump back in the cab. It’s now 6:45pm and I’m sweating the time. I call T and tell her I’m on my way and check my Eurostar friends are still there incase I’m late. She sounded in good spirit which made me think. There’s a certain lady there that could cause a bit of a mishap, but I trust her integrity and she’s not bitter about our encounter. Another glance at my watch 7:05pm. As I’m sitting in the cab I start to think three months ago where my life was going and who was in it and how that did/would of affected my life! For a moment I have one of those surreal moments, you know when everything seems distant and oversized but silent and peaceful, how my life has changed I’m currently moving into a new flat, going on holiday, weekends away, I’ve taken up running which is a massive life change for me along with working out in the gym……..i start to think all this is for T I feel to be my best for her as she is so perfect and I can not believe I’m feeling this after just coming out of a relationship with disastrous consequences. I think to stop the cab and get some air but then realize this is what I’ve always wanted a Feminine lady, beautiful, elegant, classy, has a healthy figure, good job paying well with no baggage or kids, and likes to enjoy life.
Check my watch it’s 7:25pm and I’m puling up to the station. T’s texted me and said she’s checked in and my friends are waiting at the gate for me. I run up to the check in gates and Moses and Claire are sweet talking a manageress while Chris is ushering me through while I’m panting like a deflated balloon and thanking him through each gasp of air. I wave Au revoir and head through to find my coach. Checking my ticket for my coach and seat number I see she’s bought first class tickets and grin. I Find my coach and jump on, I sight T and head towards her and plant two soft passionate kisses on each cheek saying ‘Je suis honoré vous avez fait tout cela pour moi je suis endebted à vous, mon pétale splendide’ She blushes and says to the people opposite ‘he’s such a show off’. I sit down and we’re brought some champagne and wished a bon voyage.
The train moves off and we smile at each other and T hands me a little box gift wrapped. I ask ‘what’s this for?’
‘I saw you looking at this when we went shopping the other day’
For the life of me I couldn’t remember and just thought I must of zoned out staring at something when we were shopping. So excitedly I unwrapped it and once opened the contents had the affect of producing the biggest smile on my face. It was the new 16gb Apple Iphone 3G. I reached over and gently embraced her with my arms thanking her yet again. She takes out her New Iphone and smiles and begins to watch a film and points at mine saying it’s preloaded with films and music……I get a flash thought am I in weird science a cult 80’s film about creating the perfect woman this is just to real to believe. I sit back and choose a new film by the wrestler The Rock…
TO BE CONTINUED…………………………..
I always wanted to have a bottle of champagne at the worlds longest Champagne bar since Eurostar opened their new passenger terminal at Kings X. So the plan was leave work early on Friday meet some old Eurostar friends for a few drinks and wait for T.
I thought I’d be smug and get a bouquet of flowers and order a bottle of Pink Bubbles just before T arrives.
Catching up with the old gang had me in stitches, Hiedi’s pregnant and married which was a huge shock but it was nice to see her so glowing and bubbly. The guys were the usual jokes Miss Lee her usual voluptuous happy self. Well as usual the shots came out and by 5:30pm was feeling quite chirpy, lets just say I had a huge grin on my face when I saw T walk in and no word of a lie even I had to double take nearly snapping my neck, and when she sashayed her way over all those feelings came flooding back when I first met her. T has the unique ability to render me senseless, almost beaten and whipped with a strange smile on my face, like a little kid again happy innocent knowing that the bubble I’m in will never be tainted by a lie or an undesirable action. For trust is a big thing in a relationship without this there is no relationship and as a woman of maturity and wisdom T knows this.
So With a quick embrace and some gob smacked mouths she settles in and immediately starts talking with the girls about her dress and shoes and what she does. I’m getting all kinds of bemused looks from the guys and Moses drags me off to the bar for a chat, I make the excuse of asking T what she would like to drink followed by the others. Once at the bar Moses smiles and ascertains ‘that’s what the flowers are for, I’ve never seen you buy flowers before I thought it must have been something special’ he proceeds to grill me intensely, ‘wasn’t you saying to me the other week that you can’t find wife material’ he pauses and looks over at our table ‘how the @uck do you do it! you seem to go out with a prettier girl than the last every time’ I laugh sheepishly and think to myself if only you knew how they were mentally messed up and the only thing that was good was the sex as they were devoid of any emotion but sex without emotion is like a transaction. As we’re talking I look over the bar list and pick out a Dom Pérignon 2000. I ask Moses if he gets a discount at the bar being an employee? unfortunately not! he ask why and I showed him what I’m about to buy, he laughs and blurts ‘you must be in love’ ‘What ever’ I respond ‘come on you know me I love the bubbles’.
Moses proceeds to grill me while I’m getting the round in and just as I’m ordering the bottle T comes over and ask ‘are you getting some bubbly darling’ I think quickly to myself O Shit! T has expensive taste in Bubbles I know she wants pink. She goes ‘don’t worry they have my favorite I’ll get this one as I want to ask you something’ ‘ok Baba’ I mumble as it’s the only thing I can think of as ALARM BELLS! Start ringing in my head, I feel a sharp poke in my side, ‘Let me take these drinks back to the table and I’ll be back’. Moses is laughing all the way back as I drop off the drinks on the table he grabs my hand and says ‘you make me proud S@{#@, I hope you have finally found your happiness’.
I get back to the bar and Sitting by two pink glasses and a Bucket of Champagne T is looking ravishingly gorgeous with a sweet seductive smile on her face, this women has the tightest body I’ve ever gone out with, strange she’s the oldest but by far the physically fittest. I don’t know what those other girls were doing but boy they need to take a note out of this woman’s book. I take a seat next to her and give her a quick kiss and whisper in her ear how strikingly beautiful she looks, and boy does she smell sweet I have to stop myself from literally biting her neck she’s smelling so fine…..Reality check she wants to ask me something by getting champagne I take a seat and begin to sweat under my collar…the room starts to spin and I look over at our table pause and look at T.
‘Is everything ok’
‘yes’ comes the reply
‘Stop stressing you Num Num’ she laughs ‘I just wanted to ask you if your free this weekend’
‘you know I am’
‘No well what I’d like to ask is would you like to come to Paris with me for the weekend until Monday’
choking on my Dom Pérignon Rosé 96 she laughs at me.
‘what about passports hotel clothes’
‘I’ve got my travel bag with me you’ve got time to get your passport if you get a cab in the next half an hour’
I check my Burberry watch and it’s blurry but I can make out it’s just gone 6pm.
I check with T if she wants to stay while I go and she promises to polish off the bottle I tell her to sit with my friends and I’ll be back in a bit, I go over to the table and ask for a big favour from them:
1. baby sit my lady
2. I’m going to Paris but need to get my passport and maybe late can you guys wait around and squeeze me through I plead.
They give me the nod after some interrogation. I bring T over and ask they take great care of ma petite fleur, I give T a kiss and I’m on my way.
Jump in a private cab round the corner from the station and don’t ask the cost just scream out directions and tell him it’s urgent. I’m lifting my wrist to check the time so much I think the cabbie thinks I’m having a fiddle. Got it! Grab my passport and some clothes stuffed in a bag and jump back in the cab. It’s now 6:45pm and I’m sweating the time. I call T and tell her I’m on my way and check my Eurostar friends are still there incase I’m late. She sounded in good spirit which made me think. There’s a certain lady there that could cause a bit of a mishap, but I trust her integrity and she’s not bitter about our encounter. Another glance at my watch 7:05pm. As I’m sitting in the cab I start to think three months ago where my life was going and who was in it and how that did/would of affected my life! For a moment I have one of those surreal moments, you know when everything seems distant and oversized but silent and peaceful, how my life has changed I’m currently moving into a new flat, going on holiday, weekends away, I’ve taken up running which is a massive life change for me along with working out in the gym……..i start to think all this is for T I feel to be my best for her as she is so perfect and I can not believe I’m feeling this after just coming out of a relationship with disastrous consequences. I think to stop the cab and get some air but then realize this is what I’ve always wanted a Feminine lady, beautiful, elegant, classy, has a healthy figure, good job paying well with no baggage or kids, and likes to enjoy life.
Check my watch it’s 7:25pm and I’m puling up to the station. T’s texted me and said she’s checked in and my friends are waiting at the gate for me. I run up to the check in gates and Moses and Claire are sweet talking a manageress while Chris is ushering me through while I’m panting like a deflated balloon and thanking him through each gasp of air. I wave Au revoir and head through to find my coach. Checking my ticket for my coach and seat number I see she’s bought first class tickets and grin. I Find my coach and jump on, I sight T and head towards her and plant two soft passionate kisses on each cheek saying ‘Je suis honoré vous avez fait tout cela pour moi je suis endebted à vous, mon pétale splendide’ She blushes and says to the people opposite ‘he’s such a show off’. I sit down and we’re brought some champagne and wished a bon voyage.
The train moves off and we smile at each other and T hands me a little box gift wrapped. I ask ‘what’s this for?’
‘I saw you looking at this when we went shopping the other day’
For the life of me I couldn’t remember and just thought I must of zoned out staring at something when we were shopping. So excitedly I unwrapped it and once opened the contents had the affect of producing the biggest smile on my face. It was the new 16gb Apple Iphone 3G. I reached over and gently embraced her with my arms thanking her yet again. She takes out her New Iphone and smiles and begins to watch a film and points at mine saying it’s preloaded with films and music……I get a flash thought am I in weird science a cult 80’s film about creating the perfect woman this is just to real to believe. I sit back and choose a new film by the wrestler The Rock…
TO BE CONTINUED…………………………..
Sunday, 13 July 2008
Hurting Angels
An angel cries
Every time
A soul gives up
And ends it's time
Here on earth
And in the air
An angel cries
For our despair
An angel hurts
Every time
A lonely soul
Commits a crime
Against their own
Imagined stain
An angel hurts
For all our pain
An angel weeps
Every time
A soul's hope dies
Before it's time
And cannot see
It's beauty within
An angel weeps
For what might have been
© Jacqui Watson 2005
Every time
A soul gives up
And ends it's time
Here on earth
And in the air
An angel cries
For our despair
An angel hurts
Every time
A lonely soul
Commits a crime
Against their own
Imagined stain
An angel hurts
For all our pain
An angel weeps
Every time
A soul's hope dies
Before it's time
And cannot see
It's beauty within
An angel weeps
For what might have been
© Jacqui Watson 2005
The Person You Are
I don't love you
This isn't love
I barely know you
Not really who you are
But I know only the face you show
And that's not love
And this I know
I desire you Skin on skin
Lips to lips
That basic need
That drives us all some of the time
And that's not love
But it's not a crime
I don't pretend there's any chance
I know it's a dream
Just pleasant fantasy
My feelings for you are certainly real
But not really for you
But for how you make me feel
I may obsess
But out of fear
I may not know you
Quite as closely as some
But in the end that goal is far
I only crave the person
I imagine you are
Written By
©Jacqui Watson 2005
This isn't love
I barely know you
Not really who you are
But I know only the face you show
And that's not love
And this I know
I desire you Skin on skin
Lips to lips
That basic need
That drives us all some of the time
And that's not love
But it's not a crime
I don't pretend there's any chance
I know it's a dream
Just pleasant fantasy
My feelings for you are certainly real
But not really for you
But for how you make me feel
I may obsess
But out of fear
I may not know you
Quite as closely as some
But in the end that goal is far
I only crave the person
I imagine you are
Written By
©Jacqui Watson 2005
Saturday, 5 July 2008
realise that my relationship with this absolutely gorgeous mixed race female is about to end
Been working in Germany
25 June 08
Hard day in the office, my boss has asked me to do a presentation for our partners meeting tomorrow! I’m now officially bricking it……..and it’s in the hotel opposite the Ex.’s work place!!! Do I need anymore grief really!
Got a few hours to pull together some stats and estimate future growth for our department… Agh delegation is the key. I’ll get a couple of juniors to pull it together then wing it through; I really can not be bothered. So as you can imagine most of my day was taken up by this. Instead of being out in the lunch time sunshine drink in hand, I’m at my desk burying away at least I was able to pop into the company gym for a quick workout.
As it is my CEO has a disliking for me after I first joined and had a minor disagreement with him not knowing who he was, lucky I’m good at my job, Head Hunted into the firm I had a proven track record as to my abilities, so my director stood up for me when the CEO came down to have a word about me, can you believe it was over something trivia as a button being undone! I tell you some people have nothing better to do while I’m running around helping your company make millions you want to pull me up on a button……….
That’s it I’ve had enough of the office for the day I’m heading to the gym then home. Got home after gym feeling knocked for six Tyé’s got me on this extreme work out regime to get maximum results. I jump in shower, as I come out I noticed two missed calls and a text message on my phone……checked the number and I didn’t recognise it at all…….well my mind ponders… I check the text and it says
‘Hi I’m just back from
Germany been out there
working what you up to
next week? I’ve missed you’
Now I get to thinking who is this mystery texter? It is male or female, did I know anyone going to work in Germany for a while! Have I been that drunk recently????
Enough of this mystery, I proceed to reply…..
‘I’m totally free, that
Sounds good let me know
When you’re free, how
Have you been? .x’
Taking a gamble I don’t know if this person is male or female I’ll add a kiss to feel for a response from them, YIKES!!!! Hope it’s not an old male acquaintance wouldn’t want to send out the wrong signal……..waiting anxiously for a reply I pick up my weights and lift to take my mind off of it.
Message tone!!!
‘Waste of Time, waste of Time,
You’re just a waste of time,
You go your way and I’ll go mine’
Downloaded the new message tone from Snoops’ new Album Ego trippin’
I’m good thx work has
been taking up most of
my time. I can do lunch
on Monday but can you get
over to Knightsbridge I’ve
booked us a hotel was
hoping we could pick
up where we left off. T. x
WOW I can’t believe it! It’s Tracey,
Tracey is an amazing Graceful, Beautiful, elegant and Independent fully matured LADY, of Greek origin with no issues or baggage, T, my nickname for her, has long black hair which she wears straight or curly. She wears it straight most times the way I like it, running my fingers through her hair strangely feels comforting to me! Don’t ask. She’s tall about 5’8” she works out a hell of a lot and has an amazing figure that makes most men drool as she passes them by, no joke this lady is FIRE!! she has such a firm body she works out at least three times a week (not having any children at our age you can do things for yourself more) she has exemplary standards in life and lives in the country but stays in London during her working week. I had the fortunate opportunity to met T at the beginning of the year when things were falling apart in my relationship, my partner had gone out for the evening and came back past midnight drunk as a skunk totally incoherent, as she collapsed on the bed I started undressing her to get her in bed.
As I was turning her round to take her dress off I noticed some white stains on the back of the dress there was no possible way for her to reach this area and speaking from experience I knew……….
Now I’m sure all you highly sexed people and even not so highly would know what body fluid looks like on stained clothes especially black you can not mistake it!!!
I did question her but just got a cold defensive wall and thought there is no point in thinking I’m going to marry this kind of person with all their sub standard morals, issues and problems.
So the next week to relieve the tension I felt about another failed relationship with a distressed soul that I tried to help, I thought I’d go out with my work colleagues as it was one of the younger guys birthday and have a good time as I was feeling rock bottom in my situation of falling for someone who is so self destructive and had ruined every relationship she’s been in by sleeping around with people she didn’t even like. I went out just to have a good time, but you know when a lady sees a guy having a good time it attracts her to him. We’re getting quite loud and order another bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, with a round of tequila chasers’ with salt and lime, Tim, Matt, Françoise, Tyé and I were really getting into it, laughing and joking getting merrier and merrier. Then Tyé and I noticed we were being watched big time by two extremely pretty Ladies, I felt complimented that such a beautiful lady dressed the way she was, was smiling at me in an intently manor……..
I ignored it at first but then smiled back as she was so gorgeous, elegant and very lady like attributes at all times. Pleasantries began back and forth, a smile here a look there, it seemed strange at first as we seemed to like each other but we weren’t making an outright pass at each other. This went on for a while as our interests was with having fun with our friends. Françoise and I were talking about our partners and the way they make us act by the things they do, Frankie for short is a gay Parisian, works out a lot and keeps in shape, a really nice guy who is always in a happy go lucky frame of mind. We both agree at the moment we are going to leave our partners if they do not buck up their ideas.
Francoise is shocked that I am so freely speaking and how confident I seem, in the office I keep my head down and work until it’s time to go. I come across quiet and innocent which is a ploy on my behalf, as I like to let people think they have the upper hand but I’ve always been brought up to hold back and sit in the background seeing everything and letting others make the first mistake, then prove them wrong.
I just thought about what I’ve said to Frankie and realise that my relationship with this absolutely gorgeous mixed race female is about to end as I don’t like the way she is so closed off from people. I knew from the start when she could hardly ever be bothered to visit complaining it was too far, (far being 6 stops in 20 minutes on the tube). For the fact that she’d go out of her way in previous encounters for gratification. These actions showed her level of respect she had for the relationship, I didn’t say anything as I wanted to make a go of things and hope in showing her that I wanted to be around her I would sacrifice my life and live in her world.
I’m fast to act on instinct and after this realisation I look at Tyé and he knows exactly what I’m thinking, I grab my flute of Pink Champagne and walk over to the two lady’s that have been exchanging smiles and glances with us. I walk right up to the long dark haired lady and tell her how struck I am on her elegance and beauty that I had to introduce myself. Greeted with a seductive smile and an invitation to seat with her and her friend I decline and offer to buy her a drink and explain that I am with my friends and do not want to be rude, but you’re more than welcome to join us. She’s a bit unsure how to take this, the reason I do this is to see how females or their friends react. If they are just squeezing a drink it will be easy to tell what they are like by their or their friend’s actions. I admit it does leave you open to be abused but that’s life and women, you have to spend money to weed out the bad from the good. Tyé trusted as ever is entertaining her friend, mutual introductions proceed Tracey, Tyé, and unbelievably Sharon. I burst out with laughter receiving looks of confusion…..
’Sharon and Tracey’
I say with a chuckle.
‘You having us on’
What’s the chances of that a real life Sharon and Tracey. They begin to prove me wrong Tracey pulls out her driving license and true enough in Bold type Tracey --------- .
Apologises in mind I order a bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, and offer our invitation to them, Tyé is looking at me like I’m mad, as we are going to leave these two beautiful ladies, after buying them Champagne. Bottled ordered Confusion all round I head back o our table. En route, I explain to Tyé watch they will come over but he professes to me that I’m mad… I laugh and sit back down and proceed to join my friends in their antics again, Matt has started a game of 21, it’s a drinking game that involves you shouting numbers in orders that can be changed or substituted for anything else. Laughing away with the guys I can see our new friends are discussing if they should come over or not. I see Tracey pick up the bucket and her glass and head towards us with Sharon in toe, she shimmies round to me and asks if they can join us, we make room for them and explain we are not carrying anyone out and the condition is they play out little game, greeted by chuckles of laughter. T and Sharon profess that they will drink us under the table and that was it. A round of tequilas was ordered and we must have played 21 for about 3 hrs drink after drink, we were plastered laughing and falling about all over the place. Matt had arranged to meet some girls over in Carbon and I invite T to come with and I was hoping Tyé was doing the same with Sharon. All set we head over to Carbon staggering trying not to look drunk, once inside T and Sharon are straight up to the bar and order a round of tequilas, Frankie got the chasers and we hit the floor. I’m totally not thinking about the time and anyone waiting for me:
DÉJÀ VU!!! Hits me……………..To Be Cntd
25 June 08
Hard day in the office, my boss has asked me to do a presentation for our partners meeting tomorrow! I’m now officially bricking it……..and it’s in the hotel opposite the Ex.’s work place!!! Do I need anymore grief really!
Got a few hours to pull together some stats and estimate future growth for our department… Agh delegation is the key. I’ll get a couple of juniors to pull it together then wing it through; I really can not be bothered. So as you can imagine most of my day was taken up by this. Instead of being out in the lunch time sunshine drink in hand, I’m at my desk burying away at least I was able to pop into the company gym for a quick workout.
As it is my CEO has a disliking for me after I first joined and had a minor disagreement with him not knowing who he was, lucky I’m good at my job, Head Hunted into the firm I had a proven track record as to my abilities, so my director stood up for me when the CEO came down to have a word about me, can you believe it was over something trivia as a button being undone! I tell you some people have nothing better to do while I’m running around helping your company make millions you want to pull me up on a button……….
That’s it I’ve had enough of the office for the day I’m heading to the gym then home. Got home after gym feeling knocked for six Tyé’s got me on this extreme work out regime to get maximum results. I jump in shower, as I come out I noticed two missed calls and a text message on my phone……checked the number and I didn’t recognise it at all…….well my mind ponders… I check the text and it says
‘Hi I’m just back from
Germany been out there
working what you up to
next week? I’ve missed you’
Now I get to thinking who is this mystery texter? It is male or female, did I know anyone going to work in Germany for a while! Have I been that drunk recently????
Enough of this mystery, I proceed to reply…..
‘I’m totally free, that
Sounds good let me know
When you’re free, how
Have you been? .x’
Taking a gamble I don’t know if this person is male or female I’ll add a kiss to feel for a response from them, YIKES!!!! Hope it’s not an old male acquaintance wouldn’t want to send out the wrong signal……..waiting anxiously for a reply I pick up my weights and lift to take my mind off of it.
Message tone!!!
‘Waste of Time, waste of Time,
You’re just a waste of time,
You go your way and I’ll go mine’
Downloaded the new message tone from Snoops’ new Album Ego trippin’
I’m good thx work has
been taking up most of
my time. I can do lunch
on Monday but can you get
over to Knightsbridge I’ve
booked us a hotel was
hoping we could pick
up where we left off. T. x
WOW I can’t believe it! It’s Tracey,
Tracey is an amazing Graceful, Beautiful, elegant and Independent fully matured LADY, of Greek origin with no issues or baggage, T, my nickname for her, has long black hair which she wears straight or curly. She wears it straight most times the way I like it, running my fingers through her hair strangely feels comforting to me! Don’t ask. She’s tall about 5’8” she works out a hell of a lot and has an amazing figure that makes most men drool as she passes them by, no joke this lady is FIRE!! she has such a firm body she works out at least three times a week (not having any children at our age you can do things for yourself more) she has exemplary standards in life and lives in the country but stays in London during her working week. I had the fortunate opportunity to met T at the beginning of the year when things were falling apart in my relationship, my partner had gone out for the evening and came back past midnight drunk as a skunk totally incoherent, as she collapsed on the bed I started undressing her to get her in bed.
As I was turning her round to take her dress off I noticed some white stains on the back of the dress there was no possible way for her to reach this area and speaking from experience I knew……….
Now I’m sure all you highly sexed people and even not so highly would know what body fluid looks like on stained clothes especially black you can not mistake it!!!
I did question her but just got a cold defensive wall and thought there is no point in thinking I’m going to marry this kind of person with all their sub standard morals, issues and problems.
So the next week to relieve the tension I felt about another failed relationship with a distressed soul that I tried to help, I thought I’d go out with my work colleagues as it was one of the younger guys birthday and have a good time as I was feeling rock bottom in my situation of falling for someone who is so self destructive and had ruined every relationship she’s been in by sleeping around with people she didn’t even like. I went out just to have a good time, but you know when a lady sees a guy having a good time it attracts her to him. We’re getting quite loud and order another bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, with a round of tequila chasers’ with salt and lime, Tim, Matt, Françoise, Tyé and I were really getting into it, laughing and joking getting merrier and merrier. Then Tyé and I noticed we were being watched big time by two extremely pretty Ladies, I felt complimented that such a beautiful lady dressed the way she was, was smiling at me in an intently manor……..
I ignored it at first but then smiled back as she was so gorgeous, elegant and very lady like attributes at all times. Pleasantries began back and forth, a smile here a look there, it seemed strange at first as we seemed to like each other but we weren’t making an outright pass at each other. This went on for a while as our interests was with having fun with our friends. Françoise and I were talking about our partners and the way they make us act by the things they do, Frankie for short is a gay Parisian, works out a lot and keeps in shape, a really nice guy who is always in a happy go lucky frame of mind. We both agree at the moment we are going to leave our partners if they do not buck up their ideas.
Francoise is shocked that I am so freely speaking and how confident I seem, in the office I keep my head down and work until it’s time to go. I come across quiet and innocent which is a ploy on my behalf, as I like to let people think they have the upper hand but I’ve always been brought up to hold back and sit in the background seeing everything and letting others make the first mistake, then prove them wrong.
I just thought about what I’ve said to Frankie and realise that my relationship with this absolutely gorgeous mixed race female is about to end as I don’t like the way she is so closed off from people. I knew from the start when she could hardly ever be bothered to visit complaining it was too far, (far being 6 stops in 20 minutes on the tube). For the fact that she’d go out of her way in previous encounters for gratification. These actions showed her level of respect she had for the relationship, I didn’t say anything as I wanted to make a go of things and hope in showing her that I wanted to be around her I would sacrifice my life and live in her world.
I’m fast to act on instinct and after this realisation I look at Tyé and he knows exactly what I’m thinking, I grab my flute of Pink Champagne and walk over to the two lady’s that have been exchanging smiles and glances with us. I walk right up to the long dark haired lady and tell her how struck I am on her elegance and beauty that I had to introduce myself. Greeted with a seductive smile and an invitation to seat with her and her friend I decline and offer to buy her a drink and explain that I am with my friends and do not want to be rude, but you’re more than welcome to join us. She’s a bit unsure how to take this, the reason I do this is to see how females or their friends react. If they are just squeezing a drink it will be easy to tell what they are like by their or their friend’s actions. I admit it does leave you open to be abused but that’s life and women, you have to spend money to weed out the bad from the good. Tyé trusted as ever is entertaining her friend, mutual introductions proceed Tracey, Tyé, and unbelievably Sharon. I burst out with laughter receiving looks of confusion…..
’Sharon and Tracey’
I say with a chuckle.
‘You having us on’
What’s the chances of that a real life Sharon and Tracey. They begin to prove me wrong Tracey pulls out her driving license and true enough in Bold type Tracey --------- .
Apologises in mind I order a bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, and offer our invitation to them, Tyé is looking at me like I’m mad, as we are going to leave these two beautiful ladies, after buying them Champagne. Bottled ordered Confusion all round I head back o our table. En route, I explain to Tyé watch they will come over but he professes to me that I’m mad… I laugh and sit back down and proceed to join my friends in their antics again, Matt has started a game of 21, it’s a drinking game that involves you shouting numbers in orders that can be changed or substituted for anything else. Laughing away with the guys I can see our new friends are discussing if they should come over or not. I see Tracey pick up the bucket and her glass and head towards us with Sharon in toe, she shimmies round to me and asks if they can join us, we make room for them and explain we are not carrying anyone out and the condition is they play out little game, greeted by chuckles of laughter. T and Sharon profess that they will drink us under the table and that was it. A round of tequilas was ordered and we must have played 21 for about 3 hrs drink after drink, we were plastered laughing and falling about all over the place. Matt had arranged to meet some girls over in Carbon and I invite T to come with and I was hoping Tyé was doing the same with Sharon. All set we head over to Carbon staggering trying not to look drunk, once inside T and Sharon are straight up to the bar and order a round of tequilas, Frankie got the chasers and we hit the floor. I’m totally not thinking about the time and anyone waiting for me:
DÉJÀ VU!!! Hits me……………..To Be Cntd
Love Me If You Dare (aka: Jeux D'Enfants)
Some say love is a game. But what happens when the game becomes more thrilling than love (and life) itself? With an irresistible mix of romance, fantasy and dark comedy, 'Love Me If You Dare' transforms this notion into a wildly fantastical love story.
Monday, 30 June 2008
Pat yourself on the back and think how lucky you are!
Can't believe how badly some people are at handling life skills. You'd think after a few decades that people will learn how to handle life and grow into responsible adults; alas the world in all its goodness is still harsh and unforgiving. The ex still persists to try and play mind games. I know you can never get over what has hurt you from your past but you can learn to adapt and change for the better. A fundamental element of Life is about adapting to change, I think people with emotional issues get stuck in that point of needing to feel good about them self by making other people feel hurt; it's a control thing possibly. Unable to change they go through the same motions over and over again, blaming others for their mistakes. For example how can you put someone down for the way they live their life if you have chosen to go out with them and slept with them, that was your choice?
You made the mistake of thinking you could play about with this innocent naive person or so you thought. The reality is you are immature and have never gotten over your past, you've never had a figure in your life of stability and when you do get it you run back and forth to the people that have created you into the person you are today! I hope you realise, because you chose to associate with promiscuous liars that toyed with you emotionally and forced you into this life of sleeping around, you lost someone that loved you deeply more than their own life, with all your faults, they still wanted to start a family with you. Well done! Pat yourself on the back and think how lucky you are! You may have got stuck with someone that’s different from what you know!!!
You made the mistake of thinking you could play about with this innocent naive person or so you thought. The reality is you are immature and have never gotten over your past, you've never had a figure in your life of stability and when you do get it you run back and forth to the people that have created you into the person you are today! I hope you realise, because you chose to associate with promiscuous liars that toyed with you emotionally and forced you into this life of sleeping around, you lost someone that loved you deeply more than their own life, with all your faults, they still wanted to start a family with you. Well done! Pat yourself on the back and think how lucky you are! You may have got stuck with someone that’s different from what you know!!!
Saturday, 28 June 2008
The one-night stand blues: How girls are left to regret brief encounters
The one-night stand blues: How girls are left to regret brief encounters
(This is an aritcle i read about modern women online)
By Paul SimsLast updated at 1:08 PM on 26th June 2008
Comments (14)
Ever since the swinging Sixties, the sexual revolution has been credited with giving single women the same freedom as men.
But many don't actually want it, according to research published yesterday.
They feel regretful and 'used' the morning after a one-night stand, and worry about damage done to their reputation while men brag to friends about their sexual exploits.
Only when they believe there is a chance of forming a long-term relationship do women risk having sex on a first date, it is claimed.
One off: But the next morning is full of regret for some women
Professor Anne Campbell of Durham University, who led the research, said almost half of the women interviewed felt full of regret after a brief encounter.
She explained: 'In evolutionary terms women bear the brunt of parental care and it has been generally thought that it was to their advantage to choose their mate carefully and remain faithful to make sure that their mate had no reason to believe he was raising another man's child.
'But recently biologists have suggested that females could benefit from mating with many men - it would increase the genetic diversity of their children and, if a high- quality man would not stay with them for ever, they might at least get his excellent genes for their child.'
She tested the theory, asking a total of 1,743 men and women who had experienced a one-night stand to rate it either negatively or positively.
Only 54 per cent of women said they had enjoyed the experience.
Whilst 80 per cent of men felt happy about it most women said it was less sexually satisfying than they had first thought.
And, contrary to belief, women did not see taking part in casual sex as a prelude to long-term relationships.
They predominantly felt 'used' and were consumed by feelings that they had let themselves down.
The research, carried out on the internet, found that 23 per cent of men indicated some regret the morning after a one-night stand, while 58 per cent of women said they would not repeat the experience.
One female respondent said: 'I generally felt dirty and unhappy.'
Another said: 'The expectation was better than the reality, the sex was rubbish.'
According to the survey, men's greatest regret centered on having chosen an unattractive or undesirable partner.
According to the research, published in the journal Human Nature, women are not well adapted to casual relationships and instead prefer 'quality to quantity'.
'What the woman seemed to object to was not the briefness of the encounter but the fact that the man did not seem to appreciate her,' said Professor Campbell.
'The woman thought this lack of gratitude implied that she did this with anybody.'
She said that although women do not rate casual sex positively, the reason they still take part in it might be due to the menstrual cycle changes influencing their sexual motivation.
During the ovulatory phase, between days ten and 18 of their cycle, women report increased sexual desire and arousal, with a preference for short-term partners.
Comments (14)
Here's what readers have had to say so far. Why not add your thoughts below?
We are not animals that can mate with strangers and feel nothing. Many people feel under pressure to behave in this way but many regret it later.
- Kay, UK, 26/6/2008 0:28
Women give sex so freely today that a man needs to make no effort with her at all. When he's used her, he just moves on to the next one. Wake up, girls!
- Renee, Melbourne, Australia, 26/6/2008 3:16
What a load of rubbish, most of the girls I know, single or otherwise, enjoy and seek out lots of casual liaisons.
- Roberto Jeffries, KL Malaysia, 26/6/2008 4:43
Quite a leap to make when one might consider that these young women's responses may actually be due to the still-as-yet-unrecognized prudish push of mass media, church, family and friends that tell women they SHOULD feel bad in the case of one night stands and tells young men that it's what they're supposed to do and enjoy. As long as we keep trying to 'prove' morality with biology, we will continue to impinge biology with morality.
- Tish Lopez, USA, 26/6/2008 4:51
Which proves the old adage that “women are never satisfied”? The reason they still take part in it might be due to the menstrual cycle changes influencing their sexual motivation. In between bouts of PMT no doubt. Who dreams all this up?
- A. langley, Kent, 26/6/2008 5:02
Does it ever occur to women that maybe they are rubbish at sex but men don't say so because they don't want to upset their delicate egos?
- Langley, Kent, 26/6/2008 5:08
Are women just beginning to realise that the 'Sex and The City' lifestyle is the best thing that ever happened for men? Take their pleasure and walk away from their responsibilities. Wonderful! The women think they are liberated. I wish I was young again. Girls keep your knickers on - be selective and do not ruin your life because you are the ones left with a reputation and the possible bundle of joy that may and very often does result.
- Peter, Kings Lynn, 26/6/2008 5:29
I wonder why it is then I get "approached" shall we say by so many women, most of then blatantly telling me what they would like to do to me, frequently in graphic terms - wouldn't mind so much. But most of them are less than half my age! It's downright embarrassing.
- Charles, London, 26/6/2008 6:14
I can't say I've ever regretted any of mine...Then again, most of those blossomed into half decent relationships too.
- Lexi Smith, USA, 26/6/2008 6:33
Women wanting a grateful man do not fit my experience. Women are not attracted to men who appreciate them, probably ultimately because it signals inferior genes, as a grateful man is man who is unsuccessful with women and needy - a loser. So the best way to get sex is to act like you are barely interested and just using the woman, unfortunately. If you are abusive as well, then you can count on her falling in love with you. I wish women could put their money where their mouth is and sleep more with men who would appreciate them, but that is simply not how they are designed and attraction is not a choice, so they will continue to regret their one-night stands.
- Eivind Berge, Bergen, Norway, 26/6/2008 6:49
Surely the regret often comes with sobriety the following morning?
- John, London, UK, 26/6/2008 8:11
"She said that although women do not rate casual sex positively, the reason they still take part in it might be due to the menstrual cycle changes influencing their sexual motivation". I would be willing to bet that in most cases alcohol plays a far higher role than oestrogen in the process.
- Julie, Leicester, UK, 26/6/2008 8:46
Another "tick the boxes, get the funding" waste of money study.
- Gavin, London, UK, 26/6/2008 9:36
I do believe it is actually possible to have a one night stand without feeling terrible the next day. In certain circumstances, the woman is expecting just a night of passion without expecting it to go any further. It is possible for a woman to actually not care about it and feel 'why the hell should I be made to feel terrible about it when it's two grown adults having one off passion and nothing else'? I think if you're not prepared for the outcomes then don’t do it. It's as simple as that. A secure, confident woman would see it as sex and if she feels terrible the next day then maybe she should have thought about it before going ahead and not put herself in that situation.
- Debbie, Carshalton, Surrey, 26/6/2008 9:45
(This is an aritcle i read about modern women online)
By Paul SimsLast updated at 1:08 PM on 26th June 2008
Comments (14)
Ever since the swinging Sixties, the sexual revolution has been credited with giving single women the same freedom as men.
But many don't actually want it, according to research published yesterday.
They feel regretful and 'used' the morning after a one-night stand, and worry about damage done to their reputation while men brag to friends about their sexual exploits.
Only when they believe there is a chance of forming a long-term relationship do women risk having sex on a first date, it is claimed.
One off: But the next morning is full of regret for some women
Professor Anne Campbell of Durham University, who led the research, said almost half of the women interviewed felt full of regret after a brief encounter.
She explained: 'In evolutionary terms women bear the brunt of parental care and it has been generally thought that it was to their advantage to choose their mate carefully and remain faithful to make sure that their mate had no reason to believe he was raising another man's child.
'But recently biologists have suggested that females could benefit from mating with many men - it would increase the genetic diversity of their children and, if a high- quality man would not stay with them for ever, they might at least get his excellent genes for their child.'
She tested the theory, asking a total of 1,743 men and women who had experienced a one-night stand to rate it either negatively or positively.
Only 54 per cent of women said they had enjoyed the experience.
Whilst 80 per cent of men felt happy about it most women said it was less sexually satisfying than they had first thought.
And, contrary to belief, women did not see taking part in casual sex as a prelude to long-term relationships.
They predominantly felt 'used' and were consumed by feelings that they had let themselves down.
The research, carried out on the internet, found that 23 per cent of men indicated some regret the morning after a one-night stand, while 58 per cent of women said they would not repeat the experience.
One female respondent said: 'I generally felt dirty and unhappy.'
Another said: 'The expectation was better than the reality, the sex was rubbish.'
According to the survey, men's greatest regret centered on having chosen an unattractive or undesirable partner.
According to the research, published in the journal Human Nature, women are not well adapted to casual relationships and instead prefer 'quality to quantity'.
'What the woman seemed to object to was not the briefness of the encounter but the fact that the man did not seem to appreciate her,' said Professor Campbell.
'The woman thought this lack of gratitude implied that she did this with anybody.'
She said that although women do not rate casual sex positively, the reason they still take part in it might be due to the menstrual cycle changes influencing their sexual motivation.
During the ovulatory phase, between days ten and 18 of their cycle, women report increased sexual desire and arousal, with a preference for short-term partners.
Comments (14)
Here's what readers have had to say so far. Why not add your thoughts below?
We are not animals that can mate with strangers and feel nothing. Many people feel under pressure to behave in this way but many regret it later.
- Kay, UK, 26/6/2008 0:28
Women give sex so freely today that a man needs to make no effort with her at all. When he's used her, he just moves on to the next one. Wake up, girls!
- Renee, Melbourne, Australia, 26/6/2008 3:16
What a load of rubbish, most of the girls I know, single or otherwise, enjoy and seek out lots of casual liaisons.
- Roberto Jeffries, KL Malaysia, 26/6/2008 4:43
Quite a leap to make when one might consider that these young women's responses may actually be due to the still-as-yet-unrecognized prudish push of mass media, church, family and friends that tell women they SHOULD feel bad in the case of one night stands and tells young men that it's what they're supposed to do and enjoy. As long as we keep trying to 'prove' morality with biology, we will continue to impinge biology with morality.
- Tish Lopez, USA, 26/6/2008 4:51
Which proves the old adage that “women are never satisfied”? The reason they still take part in it might be due to the menstrual cycle changes influencing their sexual motivation. In between bouts of PMT no doubt. Who dreams all this up?
- A. langley, Kent, 26/6/2008 5:02
Does it ever occur to women that maybe they are rubbish at sex but men don't say so because they don't want to upset their delicate egos?
- Langley, Kent, 26/6/2008 5:08
Are women just beginning to realise that the 'Sex and The City' lifestyle is the best thing that ever happened for men? Take their pleasure and walk away from their responsibilities. Wonderful! The women think they are liberated. I wish I was young again. Girls keep your knickers on - be selective and do not ruin your life because you are the ones left with a reputation and the possible bundle of joy that may and very often does result.
- Peter, Kings Lynn, 26/6/2008 5:29
I wonder why it is then I get "approached" shall we say by so many women, most of then blatantly telling me what they would like to do to me, frequently in graphic terms - wouldn't mind so much. But most of them are less than half my age! It's downright embarrassing.
- Charles, London, 26/6/2008 6:14
I can't say I've ever regretted any of mine...Then again, most of those blossomed into half decent relationships too.
- Lexi Smith, USA, 26/6/2008 6:33
Women wanting a grateful man do not fit my experience. Women are not attracted to men who appreciate them, probably ultimately because it signals inferior genes, as a grateful man is man who is unsuccessful with women and needy - a loser. So the best way to get sex is to act like you are barely interested and just using the woman, unfortunately. If you are abusive as well, then you can count on her falling in love with you. I wish women could put their money where their mouth is and sleep more with men who would appreciate them, but that is simply not how they are designed and attraction is not a choice, so they will continue to regret their one-night stands.
- Eivind Berge, Bergen, Norway, 26/6/2008 6:49
Surely the regret often comes with sobriety the following morning?
- John, London, UK, 26/6/2008 8:11
"She said that although women do not rate casual sex positively, the reason they still take part in it might be due to the menstrual cycle changes influencing their sexual motivation". I would be willing to bet that in most cases alcohol plays a far higher role than oestrogen in the process.
- Julie, Leicester, UK, 26/6/2008 8:46
Another "tick the boxes, get the funding" waste of money study.
- Gavin, London, UK, 26/6/2008 9:36
I do believe it is actually possible to have a one night stand without feeling terrible the next day. In certain circumstances, the woman is expecting just a night of passion without expecting it to go any further. It is possible for a woman to actually not care about it and feel 'why the hell should I be made to feel terrible about it when it's two grown adults having one off passion and nothing else'? I think if you're not prepared for the outcomes then don’t do it. It's as simple as that. A secure, confident woman would see it as sex and if she feels terrible the next day then maybe she should have thought about it before going ahead and not put herself in that situation.
- Debbie, Carshalton, Surrey, 26/6/2008 9:45
something with more substance than before, a bit more classy, not a ghetto jing bang!
This is going to be hard not to fall in here……..
At a low point after being lied to constantly and treated like a Muppet, it wouldn’t take much to sway me Clara’s way! Have to stay focussed and not get pulled into the game, of come get if you won’t it. I’m trying to look for something with more substance than before, a bit more classy, not a ghetto jing bang. When will females learn that a marrying man looks for something that is a bit more wholesome (that will be Motherly), how do they think someone will feel about having something serious with someone who is jumping on all kinds of unsavoury characters and things! ‘My child has to come out of you but there has been things there that shouldn’t of been’! In your opinion, why do you think someone will sleep with a person without being in love with them? Why are they doing it? Or kiss them with tongues passionately! What kind of person will do these things and what are their motives!! (That is a sign that a person can be cold! RUN! I TELL YOU!)
Well I’ll keep my mind in check and not get carried away with the attention from this lovely buxom lady, but a bit of play never hurt anyone! We chit chatted about ourselves like where we live and what we Drinks poured Clara takes two and I manage with the rest. Back on the table and Kim’s giving Clara a suspicious look uhhhmmm don’t make it obvious…….. I wish women were a bit more confident in themselves. STOP! Reading these stupid glossy’s that make women look like children, women are meant to be wholesome and curvaceous, not skinny waifs…….
At a low point after being lied to constantly and treated like a Muppet, it wouldn’t take much to sway me Clara’s way! Have to stay focussed and not get pulled into the game, of come get if you won’t it. I’m trying to look for something with more substance than before, a bit more classy, not a ghetto jing bang. When will females learn that a marrying man looks for something that is a bit more wholesome (that will be Motherly), how do they think someone will feel about having something serious with someone who is jumping on all kinds of unsavoury characters and things! ‘My child has to come out of you but there has been things there that shouldn’t of been’! In your opinion, why do you think someone will sleep with a person without being in love with them? Why are they doing it? Or kiss them with tongues passionately! What kind of person will do these things and what are their motives!! (That is a sign that a person can be cold! RUN! I TELL YOU!)
Well I’ll keep my mind in check and not get carried away with the attention from this lovely buxom lady, but a bit of play never hurt anyone! We chit chatted about ourselves like where we live and what we Drinks poured Clara takes two and I manage with the rest. Back on the table and Kim’s giving Clara a suspicious look uhhhmmm don’t make it obvious…….. I wish women were a bit more confident in themselves. STOP! Reading these stupid glossy’s that make women look like children, women are meant to be wholesome and curvaceous, not skinny waifs…….
Tuesday, 24 June 2008
Mary Jane’s Dissarano and Coke
1. make list of holiday
2. Shop for clothes
3. Lotions and Potions
4. All important protection(rubber kind)
5. Accommodation
So a week has gone past and all is well feeling energised confident and excited at new outcome in life. Been out a couple of times and seem to be able to function normal contradictory to what the girl with a haulage van of emotional baggage had been trying to brainwash me into thinking I have issues,
‘HOLD ON!’
I’m happy in my career progressing steadily, earning enough to live comfortable, pay my bills and spend money on the things I like, after all I have no dependants ANYMORE!
I mean what is it with the females of today why do they think they should be pampered when they act like a female pack of hyenas’ or worse, you have to treat people like you want to be treated if you expect kindness in return. There wasn’t one of her close circle that hadn’t cheated on their current partner again if you are expecting this kind of character to be of wife material your mad ‘RUN!’
Been keeping myself busy, went out on Friday with some work friends in a nice bar called Mary Jane’s, City side. I met my friends in an old pub in Tower Hill, Tom was there first and he quickly ordered me my poison, Dissarano and Coke, gave me the run down on the night before the others arrived. Tom was a funny character married with a beautiful little girl but he had this urge to prove he’s THE MANLY- type of guy. Well the night was in order for Lee’s birthday, again married with kids but a playboy through and through, He’s the typical Blonde Blue eyed boy, makes women melt away, it was his birthday and they had planned a night out, with some of the office ladies(not sure that’s the right name but hay). There was four coming also Terry and Manning was accompanying them another two of the playa variety.
In they come and to my surprise they are very pretty well dressed that city dressing is such a turn on, a women in a power suit has that ‘Je ne sais quoi‘, after having your partner wear leggings with holes nearly every day for the last 8 months you can imagine my mind racing with thoughts. So I get a couple of cheeky smiles as the introductions begin, Kim nice height Chinese lady, firm body cute smile strong legs built to………
Well you get my train of thought. Clara slender English lady but huge breast and sparkly greens eyes, Melissa west Indian lady can’t remember what island but she was absolutely stunning, strong body gorgeous smile last but not least Emma, English lady average looks but takes care of herself good hair, nails, clothes and all the things that should be in place for a lady.
Intros over and I’ve already been complimented on my looks I’m not really getting involved with the conversation to much as football is on the pub screen and Italy are getting a whopping. Every now and again I hear a comment about me but just play quite for now, your thinking how arrogant the thing is I know they, most probably have a man as my friends do not want bunny boilers to tell wifey and if not I’m presuming they haven’t de-stressed from work quite yet, I’ll wait till the bar…..he! he!.
Terry by the way is an ex boxer in his 40’s but still built, short as hell! funny like Eddy Murphy, seriously side splitting. He’s trying to get Kim to send her sister a picture of him and tell her to leave her partner for him, he’s real confident like that he’s got no fears. You may think that’s not nice but then you tend to act in the company you keep so Kim had no qualms sending the photo, now you make your own mind up, would you want to know someone who would do that! Well getting a bit frustrated with the pub scene I offer to get the next round on the grounds we drink up and head to the bar. Cheers of agreement. PHEW! Didn’t think if I was being eager I’m not really feeling the vibe in the pub…… so taken orders i head to get the drinks. I’m talking to the eastern Europe bar maid pouring the drinks and I feel a breast and thigh touch my side in a affirmative manor….O ER! Misses! what’s going on here.
Clara had wondered over to help me but in the process just managed to lose her balance and need to lean on me and run her hand down my torso, exactly what were you trying to grab onto love……..lol. So I adjusted her stance with her and thanked her for being thoughtful and at that precise moment caught a look in her that just kick started a my mind wondering.
‘This lady is quite pretty and I know she has some firm body after helping her steady herself’
I thought………………………
2. Shop for clothes
3. Lotions and Potions
4. All important protection(rubber kind)
5. Accommodation
So a week has gone past and all is well feeling energised confident and excited at new outcome in life. Been out a couple of times and seem to be able to function normal contradictory to what the girl with a haulage van of emotional baggage had been trying to brainwash me into thinking I have issues,
‘HOLD ON!’
I’m happy in my career progressing steadily, earning enough to live comfortable, pay my bills and spend money on the things I like, after all I have no dependants ANYMORE!
I mean what is it with the females of today why do they think they should be pampered when they act like a female pack of hyenas’ or worse, you have to treat people like you want to be treated if you expect kindness in return. There wasn’t one of her close circle that hadn’t cheated on their current partner again if you are expecting this kind of character to be of wife material your mad ‘RUN!’
Been keeping myself busy, went out on Friday with some work friends in a nice bar called Mary Jane’s, City side. I met my friends in an old pub in Tower Hill, Tom was there first and he quickly ordered me my poison, Dissarano and Coke, gave me the run down on the night before the others arrived. Tom was a funny character married with a beautiful little girl but he had this urge to prove he’s THE MANLY- type of guy. Well the night was in order for Lee’s birthday, again married with kids but a playboy through and through, He’s the typical Blonde Blue eyed boy, makes women melt away, it was his birthday and they had planned a night out, with some of the office ladies(not sure that’s the right name but hay). There was four coming also Terry and Manning was accompanying them another two of the playa variety.
In they come and to my surprise they are very pretty well dressed that city dressing is such a turn on, a women in a power suit has that ‘Je ne sais quoi‘, after having your partner wear leggings with holes nearly every day for the last 8 months you can imagine my mind racing with thoughts. So I get a couple of cheeky smiles as the introductions begin, Kim nice height Chinese lady, firm body cute smile strong legs built to………
Well you get my train of thought. Clara slender English lady but huge breast and sparkly greens eyes, Melissa west Indian lady can’t remember what island but she was absolutely stunning, strong body gorgeous smile last but not least Emma, English lady average looks but takes care of herself good hair, nails, clothes and all the things that should be in place for a lady.
Intros over and I’ve already been complimented on my looks I’m not really getting involved with the conversation to much as football is on the pub screen and Italy are getting a whopping. Every now and again I hear a comment about me but just play quite for now, your thinking how arrogant the thing is I know they, most probably have a man as my friends do not want bunny boilers to tell wifey and if not I’m presuming they haven’t de-stressed from work quite yet, I’ll wait till the bar…..he! he!.
Terry by the way is an ex boxer in his 40’s but still built, short as hell! funny like Eddy Murphy, seriously side splitting. He’s trying to get Kim to send her sister a picture of him and tell her to leave her partner for him, he’s real confident like that he’s got no fears. You may think that’s not nice but then you tend to act in the company you keep so Kim had no qualms sending the photo, now you make your own mind up, would you want to know someone who would do that! Well getting a bit frustrated with the pub scene I offer to get the next round on the grounds we drink up and head to the bar. Cheers of agreement. PHEW! Didn’t think if I was being eager I’m not really feeling the vibe in the pub…… so taken orders i head to get the drinks. I’m talking to the eastern Europe bar maid pouring the drinks and I feel a breast and thigh touch my side in a affirmative manor….O ER! Misses! what’s going on here.
Clara had wondered over to help me but in the process just managed to lose her balance and need to lean on me and run her hand down my torso, exactly what were you trying to grab onto love……..lol. So I adjusted her stance with her and thanked her for being thoughtful and at that precise moment caught a look in her that just kick started a my mind wondering.
‘This lady is quite pretty and I know she has some firm body after helping her steady herself’
I thought………………………
Sunday, 22 June 2008
'lambs marring in the meadows'
Ok I’ve just come out of a disastrous relationship and am looking forward to having my freedom back. But first I need to clear my mind of the smog that clouded my mind from the mad lady with a haulage van of emotional baggage (Must make mental note DO NOT DATE OPPOSITE SEX WITH EMOTIONAL PROBLEMS).
Another point to note you’ve got to ask why do women wear fake accessories of the human kind like hair, nails (not always a bad thing but then again if she can’t look after her own nails than what else can’t she look after RUN!!!).
Well by lunch time today I’d had enough of the childish I’m not listening to you and don’t want to talk and just straight up told her ‘I DON’T WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU ANYMORE’ there I said it……………AHHHHHHHHHHHH!(sigh of relief I can here the lambs marring in the meadows).
Now think of this, when we men are told the latter we deal with it in a calm and collective manor and apply the new regime…… I’m a virile single man GRRR!! Well we like to think so…….I’ll go into the single life later as for now lets reassure ourselves of where we are, So with no emotion off she trots and I on my way to drown my sorrows NOT! My mind races at the new horizons available to moi! Don’t get me wrong I did love this girl and yes note the demotion of character from lady to girl as anyone who hasn’t been able to grow mentally and deal with their issues is immature and child like but after you find out she’s lied about nearly everything about her life from being this long dark haired slutry ( OOPs was meant to say sultry) looks turned out to be a burnt haired neurotic nymph and that’s putting it lightly, I’ve been a lil’scoundrel through my life but some of the things she’d told me actually turned my stomach…………,
She’d been in a long term relationship which started with her and her ex cheating on each other sleeping with a friends boyfriend, married men and all while she was with her poor ex well not poor he was a well established man by all counts self made like, as I’m writing I can’t believe I tried to settle down with this emotionally detached wreck. I must have a blind eye for pretty ladies. We’d been together for two years moving in much to fast, some old traits are hard to kill. Life was bliss at first all day sex ,only stopping for work food and Shower time, Guys you know when you’ve fallen in there head first feet deep.
We both loved having so much sex we were like greedy little rabbits that’s no joke. Then the lies started, the first I couldn’t really complain but showed character really so shock horror she was still seeing her ex when we met. Then later to find out after openly admitting to being a bit of a sexual predator that she is still talking with him in a comforting way, I tell you some people enjoy being down right irrational. Now alarm bells started ringing in my head now. The image of this girl has changed and now her character is changing as well…..to top things off now she was still messaging her long time @#ck buddy. Now anyone will tell you this, there’s no need to have two personal phones, what is the point of having not one but two phones and being on silent. The call lists were constantly deleted, messages always deleted now your thinking hold on you’re a bit of a weirdo knowing all this…..well one day I was sitting in our kitchen at the breakfast bar overlooking the lounge when I noticed beneath my nose on the couch my little fettered Rose was going through my phone like her fingers were on fire now she always knew where I was my phone is always on and I always answer. So I got to thinking she’s paranoid about me so she must be doing something to be paranoid, that’s a big mistake just leave. You’ll only get upset putting it lightly.
So first mission seek sun sand and cocktails and we all know what goes with these three things and yes I’m being self indulgent seeking some therapy Mongolian style raw and passionate, remember the new regime GRRR! Two hours later numerous phone calls\100 holiday web sites later I managed to secure a group of my trusted party animals and flights to the old party capital in hope of recapturing some youthful memories. So phase one is in effect, keep the mind busy-
Another point to note you’ve got to ask why do women wear fake accessories of the human kind like hair, nails (not always a bad thing but then again if she can’t look after her own nails than what else can’t she look after RUN!!!).
Well by lunch time today I’d had enough of the childish I’m not listening to you and don’t want to talk and just straight up told her ‘I DON’T WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU ANYMORE’ there I said it……………AHHHHHHHHHHHH!(sigh of relief I can here the lambs marring in the meadows).
Now think of this, when we men are told the latter we deal with it in a calm and collective manor and apply the new regime…… I’m a virile single man GRRR!! Well we like to think so…….I’ll go into the single life later as for now lets reassure ourselves of where we are, So with no emotion off she trots and I on my way to drown my sorrows NOT! My mind races at the new horizons available to moi! Don’t get me wrong I did love this girl and yes note the demotion of character from lady to girl as anyone who hasn’t been able to grow mentally and deal with their issues is immature and child like but after you find out she’s lied about nearly everything about her life from being this long dark haired slutry ( OOPs was meant to say sultry) looks turned out to be a burnt haired neurotic nymph and that’s putting it lightly, I’ve been a lil’scoundrel through my life but some of the things she’d told me actually turned my stomach…………,
She’d been in a long term relationship which started with her and her ex cheating on each other sleeping with a friends boyfriend, married men and all while she was with her poor ex well not poor he was a well established man by all counts self made like, as I’m writing I can’t believe I tried to settle down with this emotionally detached wreck. I must have a blind eye for pretty ladies. We’d been together for two years moving in much to fast, some old traits are hard to kill. Life was bliss at first all day sex ,only stopping for work food and Shower time, Guys you know when you’ve fallen in there head first feet deep.
We both loved having so much sex we were like greedy little rabbits that’s no joke. Then the lies started, the first I couldn’t really complain but showed character really so shock horror she was still seeing her ex when we met. Then later to find out after openly admitting to being a bit of a sexual predator that she is still talking with him in a comforting way, I tell you some people enjoy being down right irrational. Now alarm bells started ringing in my head now. The image of this girl has changed and now her character is changing as well…..to top things off now she was still messaging her long time @#ck buddy. Now anyone will tell you this, there’s no need to have two personal phones, what is the point of having not one but two phones and being on silent. The call lists were constantly deleted, messages always deleted now your thinking hold on you’re a bit of a weirdo knowing all this…..well one day I was sitting in our kitchen at the breakfast bar overlooking the lounge when I noticed beneath my nose on the couch my little fettered Rose was going through my phone like her fingers were on fire now she always knew where I was my phone is always on and I always answer. So I got to thinking she’s paranoid about me so she must be doing something to be paranoid, that’s a big mistake just leave. You’ll only get upset putting it lightly.
So first mission seek sun sand and cocktails and we all know what goes with these three things and yes I’m being self indulgent seeking some therapy Mongolian style raw and passionate, remember the new regime GRRR! Two hours later numerous phone calls\100 holiday web sites later I managed to secure a group of my trusted party animals and flights to the old party capital in hope of recapturing some youthful memories. So phase one is in effect, keep the mind busy-
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