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side out is a volleyball term

moving through the air she attempted to hit the ball ans send it back over the net but instead she miss judge it and went crashing down to the floor with a thud.

last ride home

he moved into a little space that had been taken up by an old lady. she had gotten off at the last stop and he was glad. it sucked having to push is way around on the train. the hassle of just trying to get home. he closed his eyes and tried to focus on not stepping on anyone's feet. 'okay what is today? tuesday. that means i have to do my laundry.' he thought. its not so bad. he likes having clean clothes. he remembered that his friend danny was going to visit him this week. he ran some ideas through his head of some places he could take him. of course since he lived in new york city danny would want to meet some girls and try to hook up with them. he tried to explain that finding a girl was not that easy. there are more women in the city but you wouldn't know it. its so hard to find a mate. he heard the doors close to the train and he opened his eyes to see that he had more room to stretch out in. he leaned against the doors and tried to stare pass this young female out the window. she stared back. it took him a little while to notice. his eyes adjusted and he could see she had a smirk on her face. he wondered why but just looked away. she laughed under her breath and he looked back in her direction but not at her. she was pretty. she acted like she knew it too. people probably always stare at her and she has no issues with it. this was not the kind of girl he was interested in. someone who acted like she takes advantage of her beauty and manipulates people with it to get what she wants. he realized this was not fair to say about her and he looked back at her to try to read her body language again. she was engrossed in the music on her ipod and as he watched her she licked her lips. unconscious? maybe but he didn't care. she really didn't do anything for him. she actually repulsed him. he just didn't like the way she carried her self. finally it was his stop. he got off the train and started thinking about how he judged a person without actually getting to know them. 'is this what keeps me from having a good relationship?' he wondered. he realized that he was critical with women. he decided to work on it. he stood at the corner waiting for the light to change when a car took the turn too short and knocked him off his feet. he flew 20 feet in the air and landed on his head. he was pronounced brain dead. he would never get the chance to work on being less critical. his family would decide to pull the plug and bury him in the family plot out in new jersey.

i could get in trouble for this

the tip of your penis follows a female like a dog hungry for a piece of meat. her pussy is wet as she slowly undresses after work. she is looking out the window for someone. when he arrives at the door his hand grabs her ass and pulls her closer to him. she falls to her knees and unzips his pants. "don't you want me to take a shower first?" he asks but his dick is already in her mouth. it slips deeper and deeper down her throat as it grows just on the other side of her lips. the warmth of her mouth covers him like a blanket and his knees go weak. his legs convulse as he feels her tongue twist and turn all around his cock. she licks him without mercy. his dick is like a lollipop for her pleasure not his. it is as he is not there. the pressure of her face grows intense against his crotch. the motion of her face moving back and forth towards his body is building with more pressure until he explodes down her throat. the taste of him fills her mouth but she refuses to stop. she wants more. she kisses him all around his cock. she rubs the inside of his thigh as she starts to play with his balls. he begins to touch her breasts. be plays with the nipple making them hard underneath his fingertips. he slowly moves to the ground and she climbs on top of him. his dick slips between her legs and she starts to move back and forth. he tries to pull her closer so that he can suck on her tits and she pulls on his waist to get full penetration as she climaxes. her body goes limp and she falls onto the floor next to him.

she dresses like a kid for fun

the doll in her hand came alive right before her eyes. " do you want some tea?" " no thank you. i am just going to have some water." the little girl walks to the stove carrying the doll in her hand. she shows the doll the tea pot and says "but the cookies will go so much better with the tea. at least have some milk." "oh suzie, i am on a diet. i have no intention of indulging myself with cookies. even if it was your mother that made them." as suzie pours the hot water she smiles with glee and exclaims "i am so glad you said that. these cookies are very special to me. my mother only makes them during the holidays and since i have to share them with my other siblings there are very few of each kind. you see it takes days to make just this one type of cookie." she holds up a delicious looking cookies that apparently has almonds. the dolls starts to salivate. " first you have to grind up a bunch of nuts. not just once but you have to grind them up at least five times through the grinder so that it becomes like flour. but these are the best and i try to keep them for last." the doll looked at her and felt happy for her. happy that suzie had someone to love her so much to make special cookies for her every christmas season. at the kitchen table they sat and talked about racism in america and about who they wanted to vote for this election. suzie had many good points but the doll had to admit that she really had not read up on any of the candidates. after suzie put away the cookies to try to show self control she sat back down at the table to finish her tea and they talked about the doll and her family. her parents were made of genuine silk and had settled in the south. they were sad that the doll had moved the north but they wished her well. just as suzie was going to share a personal story of her own she noticed the time and had to rush off to meet a friend of hers in the city. the doll sat there at the kitchen table and began to sink in her chair as she watched suzie gather her things and rush out the front door.

sitting at my computer

i have things to do. it is time for a blog once again but i feel i have little to say. in order to properly slack on my commitment i am playing freecell and listening to music. after a sandwich that i have made, i felt nauseous so i got up to refill my glass with juice. i then realized i had a chocolate covered halvah bar in my frig! i tried to remind myself that i have a friend coming over later and i should save it for him. there is not even a pause as i pulled it from the butter compartment and started to unwrap it. it is truly a delicious sesame treat. there was an apartment in brooklyn that i knew about that had a few of these delightful treats hiding in various places throughout the apartment. were they hidden from the son who was known to gobble them up or were they placed just out of the prying eye of the wife who wanted her husband to stick to his diet? i tried to savor the taste of this chocolate bar on my taste buds but mouth devoured it without any mercy. it is gone. my tongue swivels around my mouth in search of a tiny morsel but i am unable to recapture what was just there moments ago.

do i know you?

so i was working with this guy today who kept talking to me about nothing i wanted to talk about. i was busy trying to do my crossword puzzle. normally i would talk with people if i had a chance but when someone starts off talking to me about my looks it doesn't sit with me well. he went on and on about how beautiful california is even though he has never been there. he asked me know long it would take to drive from california to minnesota and when i told him it would take days he didn't seem to believe me. he also asked me about this coworker who is now a special officer and he asked me if he was my boyfriend. i told him that was a personal question. he also told me i must live in queens because all people from california move to queens when they come to new york. i think he has been following me. he was trying to get me to compare california and new york city. then he said there is nothing in new york but time square. i named all these places to go: bronx zoo, battery park, museums, fleshing meadows, etc. but he wanted some place fun. so i mentioned coney island. he has only been there once. um if he thinks new york city is not fun he needs to open his eyes. i am so glad that i had other things to do during the shift so that i didn't have to deal with him the whole time. i ended up sneaking out early so that i could get away from him. that was my day how was yours?