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[5.26.20] |
Feel free to add me. Most of my entries are public. Introduce your self....what do you enjoy,how did you come across my journal. If we have things in common and you update your journal- at least occasionally- I will add you back. I love to meet new people....
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[4.3.10] |
Of course everything you find in my journal is FREE, but I want to let everyone know that I am also availible for live one-on-one calls for anyone who would like to get to know me better. We can talk about anything (within reason of course) explicit or non-explicit.
***If you are a new customer of Keen/NightFlirt & sign up ~*~AFTER RECEIVING AN INVITE FROM ME~*~ you will recieve 3 free mins on your first call. If you are unsure of exactly how to place a call, leave a comment on this entry and I will help you.
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[1.24.09] |
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Hahhaahaaa I'm laughing so hard right now I can't catch my breath. As you may know I have started back on the phone sex thing, well today I had real freak send me some pictures. What a poor sissy loser, really a sad sad soul. I mean I've had guy send me dick pics in the past, but at least these dudes had something to be proud of. This pathetic boy (I think a requirement of being called a man is having something bigger than packing a pinkie finger in your tighty whities) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA even worse, he doesn't even wear those. He wears girly panties & pink dresses with girly stockings. Sugary sweet, frilly sissy little girl pants. WTF?!?! And a frilly Little Bo Peep looking outfit with a bow around his little thing wowowowowowowow. I'm seriously still ROTFLMAO. My girlfriend was laying in the bed with me when he sent the first set of pics and she almost rolled off the bed.
Don't think that I won't share the amusement----
Here are his little dick pic for everyones amusement.
If you want to know how much of a real loser he is-- he is even gonna have to pay me in order to get the link to my journal just so he can be humilated by this entry. What a fucking douche. Thank God I'm a woman. Not to mention my clit is bigger than that sorry thing.
( Click here only if you are ready to laugh )
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[12.29.08] |
Hey ya'll its been a long time since I posted in here.....just wanted to stop in and say happy holidays....I took some new pics and wanted to share. I haven't posted in my journal in years but I'm back on my grind, lol.
( I got more ass than class..... )
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So today was another one of those really nice days, I decided to take some pictures. Gosh how I love spring. 10 minutes being outside, inhaling the fresh air, and checking out the first flowers of spring starting to peek out of the ground more than makes up for all the cold days I've sat inside bundled from head to toe and still freezing. As a matter of fact is 9 oclock and my windows are still open and its so nice outside. Does that mean spring is here? I hope....
Anyways I log into LJ to upload my pics and I realize someone has bought me a paid account. I tried to figure out who the wonderful person was, but even after searching thru my account, I can't figure it out. Whever you are though, Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I appreciate it so much. I missed being able to make phone posts, polls, and so forth but now I'm able to do that again thanks to you. I'd love to know who the mystery person is so that I can give you something to say thanks.
Anyways I guess I should go clean the kitchen, because I have once again depleted my supply of glasses and well they are kinda necessary if I want to drink something.
I def be making some more posts later though, because I'm all excited about having a paid account again. Wooooooooooo... THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~THANK YOU!~
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Usually I find clothes that have sayings on them not to be much of my style, but when I saw this one a while back I had to buy it. I haven't had a chance to wear it yet, but I found it the other day when I was cleaning my closet. Of course my first though, why not take a picture? LOL
I know the pic came out kinda blurry but it says....
I like men with a big bulge
(in there back pocket)
All girls love bulges like that ;-)
P.S. Big hugs and thanks to everyone who has left me a comment about restarting my journal. I really appreciate it, and sometimes I can't reply to each and everyone and I do have ALOT to catch up on, but I promise I read them all!
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| OMG remember me???? |
[3.27.06] |
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So whats up everyone? I've been away from Livejournal for so long, I don't even know where to begin. As a matter of fact figuring out where to pick up where I left off is one of the reasons I haven't started my journal back. I didn't realize just how many people read my journal until I stopped updating, over the past few months I have so many people ask me why I don't update anymore. I guess I caught a case of writer/picture block there for a while and by the time I got back in the spirit of things I didn't know where to pick back up. And we all know I'm a huge procrastinator. As a matter of fact I have 2 emails waiting to be sent back to a very special friend of mine that I keep putting off just because I have so much to say I don't know where to begin. ((They will pay for what they did to Hello Kitty, hehe)) So anyways I'm back and I'll leave it at that. Look for more updates from me, I have LOTS LOTS LOTS to catch up on. I missed you all so much.
Anything interesting happen while I was gone? Fill me in....
P.S. I figured out how to make video....this is my first attempt, and there isn't much going on but expect more soon
http://youtube.com/watch?v=PWUP1LhgVuw
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| My favoritest set of pics ever.... |
[10.11.05] |
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Okay and since I felt weird putting these pics in with my other entry
about real life stuff. I desided to make a not safe entry just for
these. Hehe....I made this collage the other day out of boredom I think the first one turned out
rather nice and is one of my favorite sets yet. Maybe I will try doing this more often.
They are kinda raunchy and the collage is sorta big so yeah I put them under a cut. Meet my new favorite toy
( Clicky Clicky here to see me get down and dirtay! )
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| My weekend oh huh |
[10.10.05] |
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So overall my weekend wasn't all that bad. It kinda started off on a sour note with me being left at the bar by one of my gf's. Thankfully the owner and he was kind enough to get me a ride home with a complete stranger. But all was good. Oooh and I made up with a girl that I totally totally hated and holds the title as the only person I have ever came thisclose to getting into a fight with. Having hatred and contempt for someone isn't good for you anyways and I probably held onto this . And I had a Then my phone got stuck in her car and I didn't get it back until Sunday. Gawd that fucking sucked, I felt like I was cut off from civilization. As much as I hate talking on the phone most of the time, I sure as hell missed mine. That and everyone thought that I just dropped off the face of the planet. But have no fear...Kaitlyn's still here. Woo I made a rhyme. But Saturday nite more than made up for it, I had been looking forward to it for a couple days. One of my friends K came over a girls nite and we had a blast. (well her bf dropped in for a bit, but for the most part it was) I was really hoping to make some fun finger foods, and a nice dinner since I never get to cook for anyone anymore but my car is still broken and the sloooooow pokes fixing it still haven't got it done yet (its going on 3 weeks now) I couldn't make it to the store to go shopping. So we settled for Jager Bombs, hamburger helper and chocolate martinis. It was only our second time hanging out and she is such a cool person...we read gossip rags and what not (finally a person who is into it as me) she did my make-up and then we took pictures. The only problem with the pics is that I don't think we started taking them until like maybe 4ish in the morning sooo I wasn't to impressed with mine, but her's looked pretty damn hot. We ended up drinking like 4 red bulls each and half of the bottle of Jager below so we were both pretty full of energy, I didn't end up getting to sleep until 11AM the next morning. LOL Of course I paid for that on Sunday because I had a hangover from hello. And I'm still ill. Of course its not a hangover still, but I am not sure what is wrong with me I just have a terrible tummy ache like a cross between period cramps and overeating like crazy. I ended up sleeping off and on most of the day today. Hopefully it will be better by tomorrow. Oooh I also got my nails done on Friday. I am not sure if I like fake nails anymore or not, they are not long, but they still kinda mess with my typing. I haven't had my nails done in over a year but I decided to get them done for some reason on Friday. I was just starting to like my short real ones, aside from the fact I had to polish them every other day. Maybe I should just save that money I will spend on fills and buy me something really useful like makeup or clothes. We'll see.
Anyways here are a couple peektures....
This picture makes me want to say "Oh huh" everytime I see it, lol.
( Read more... )
Also thanks to everyone that replied to the last entry I made about prosititution and marriage. I still plan on sharing my opinion on the whole thing, as soon as I feel a little better. I have kinda strong feeling on this issue and I want to put some effort into my reply. I was really amazed to see all the comments on that article when I woke up, I really loved all of your responses though.
Okay back to bed for me.....ZzzzZzzzzZzzzZzzZ
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Marriage and Prostitution?
Written by by Rod Van Mechelen
By the age of twelve, at the latest, most women have decided to become prostitutes. Or, to put it another way, they have planned for a future for themselves which consists of choosing a man and letting him do all the work. In return for his support, they are prepared to let him make use of their vagina at certain given moments.
-- Esther Vilar, The Manipulated Man
Pop-feminists oppose prostitution on the grounds that it causes men to believe they have a divine right to "gain access to the female body." (Against Our Will, Susan Brownmiller, p 440)
But their opposition has less to do with men, than with women's attitudes about sex: Any woman willing or desirous to sell her sexual services for a fixed price undermines the social and political power of those who would control men by asserting women have a right to men's services, but men have no right to women's.
To do this, they argue women "sell their bodies" because the "oppressive male society" has deprived them of any better means of making as much money as they can make as prostitutes. But this is an excuse, because most men can't make that much money, either.
With equal validity, we might argue that women have sexually oppressed men by devaluing male-sensuality. Thus, most men are unable to pursue a career as a gigolo because most women only love men for money. That is, women are sellers, not buyers. That is, they sell sexual services in exchange for a life-time income contract called marriage. In that respect, marriage is nothing more than "legitimate" prostitution.
Years ago, women were inclined to honor this contract. Lack of money bound them to their wedding vows. (Women & Love, St. Martin's Press mass market edition, 1989, Shere Hite, p 384) But as Shere Hite notes, women's liberation changed that: "If economic self-sufficiency has only begun to change the emotional interior of marriage, it has at least made it possible for women to leave marriages." (Women & Love, St. Martin's Press mass market edition, 1989, Shere Hite, p 403)
Having money allows women to leave their marriages because they no longer need to get it from their husbands. If they can't get the money they need through alimony or work, they can get it from welfare. As Cynthia S. Smith observes, there are really only two reasons for women to marry: "sperm and support." (Why Women Shouldn't Marry, Cynthia S. Smith, p 1) Sperm, they can get just about anywhere, which leaves only support. Money.
For most women, marriage means money. That is, engaging in sex for money. And that's prostitution.
Women know this: "Traditional women were and are deeply suspicious of the package we call the sexual revolution. They know that in the past women were valued for sex and reproduction, and they believe that wives should hang on to their monopoly on legitimate sex for the very simple reason that it enhances their value." (A Lesser Life, Sylvia Ann Hewlett, p 330)
"Legitimate sex" equals marriage, and pop-feminists oppose prostitution -- "black market sex" -- not because it harms "ladies of the night" or causes men to lose respect for women, but because it undermines women's monopoly on "legitimate" sex. That is, it undercuts the monopoly price and decreases female sexual power.
If a man can buy a professional's sexual services for a nominal sum, then what incentive does he have, beyond non-sexual reasons, to commit his life-time earnings to support a wife? Why should he buy the proverbial cow if he can buy the proverbial milk by the quart?
This poses a significant threat to "liberated" women because, were prostitution both legal and socially acceptable, they would have to compete on some basis other than sex.
Pragmatically, pop-feminists can't accept that. Philosophically, however, it is repugnant to them because it condones the sexual objectification of women. In their ideology, objectifying men as walking wallets is natural, objectifying women is not.
These are not things they can admit. So they assert it encourages rape:
The myth of the heroic rapist that permeates false notions of masculinity, from the successful seducer to the man who "takes what he wants when he wants it," is inculcated in young boys from the time they first become aware that being a male means access to certain mysterious rites and privileges, including the right to buy a woman's body. When young men learn that females may be bought for a price, and that acts of sex command set prices, then how should they not also conclude that that which may be bought may also be taken without the civility of a monetary exchange? -- Against Our Will, Susan Brownmiller, pp 439 - 440
As the "heroic rapist" is a figure common to women's romance novels, while men's "literature" features either chivalrous heroes who risk their lives for women, or "studs" whose sexual services women seek, their premise, that setting a price on sexual services will lead young men to rape, makes no sense.
Humorously, we might suggest merchants know that by putting a price on a bar of chocolate or a pack of gum, they are encouraging kiddie crime. Clearly, this is not the case, and the real risk prostitution poses is of making men realize a woman's sexual services, regardless of whether you pay for them in cash or with a house and a life-time income, are for sale.
In the United Kingdom and other countries, pop-feminists have already reclassified "housewife" as "housekeeper and prostitute": "In the United Kingdom and other countries, there is a movement, 'Wages for Housework,' which advocates the idea that the husband should pay the wife for her services within the house -- especially if she works fulltime at home, doing the child rearing and cooking, cleaning, etc." (Women & Love, St. Martin's Press mass market edition, 1989, Shere Hite, p 383) Here they are reducing the role of wife to that of a housekeeping prostitute, and they accuse men of sexually objectifying women?
Should they succeed in selling this silly idea, then it becomes imperative that, to sustain and increase their power, prostitution and pornography must be destroyed. If a man may hire a once a week housekeeper and a twice a week prostitute for less than the cost of marriage, then he might be content without a wife. This would completely undermine the goal of the "wages for housework" campaign, which is to procure for women a male-provided life-time income pop-feminists can tap into. Hence, not only does prostitution decrease female sexual power, but it threatens pop-feminist power, too.
So what are your views????? You tell me yours and I will tell you mine.....
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Don't message me trying to cyber....or I'm gonna post your message here. Do people really think that girls just sit around naked (well actually I do most of the time) waiting to cyber with whoever is bored? I grew out of cyber like 5 years ago and I really dont have the time, interest or desire KTHNXBI? I was amused by it though....
scott: nice photo
kaitlyn: thank you
scott: what are you wearing today?
kaitlyn: huh
kaitlyn: sweats right now
scott: are you wearing panties
kaitlyn: geezus fucking christ i dont have time for this shit
scott: lol
Oh yeah if you can't tell I'm in a pissy mood today too. Every single thing is going wrong, and I have no car or phone. So yeah.....rawr! And thats not a good rawr. Back to cleaning. I think its gonna get better this evening~
On a sidenote- how many times do you usually wear jeans before you wash them? Some people might thinkg this is gross, but I try to get at least two wears before I wash them. They aren't really that dirty, are they? Call me KaitlynWaterConservationist- OK maybe just lazy.
Double edit....I think this was just one of those dumb random people messaging me, so I'm not bitching about someone from my journal. But who knows really, just consider this your one and only warning, k?
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More to follow. I'm in one of those moods- rawr!
And yes, I'm fully aware my floor is messy :-/
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Poll #576959 Who's a bigger pimp?
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 89Who's the bigger pimp?
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So I haven't updated in so long. But I thought I would go ahead and explain the phone post I made last night with my friend. First off let me apologize for being so ditzy, I should really try to work on that because god that can get annoying. Or you can just fast forward to the end because if you can get thru the giddy school girl giggling through out we both came hard. Who could know the pleasure of a budget priced $5 bullet from the porn store- the one in the North Hills if you are curious. Just ask for the ones without special packaging. Haha seriously, that is not some special code for something.
So let me give you a mental picture of her since we didn’t get that far on the phone. She is about 5'5", taller with hells, medium length black hair, green eyes and the smoothest caramel skin you will ever find. Not to mention her other great assets a nice smile, firm full natural 36DD breasts, and a perfectly shaped apple bottom. She is the definition of thick solidly built, and absolutely perfect.
So after taking care of some individual errands, we end met up at the bar last night around 11. I was wearing this same outfit- with black thigh hi's instead of nude and no glasses.
And she was wearing a very tight top with her ample assets spilling over the top and a pair of jeans that looked as though they had been specially poured to fit her curves. She looked good as usual; we were actually kind of overdressed to go to a small neighborhood bar. Fast forward thru the evening, I think about 85% of the guys in the bar took his turn to come up and hit on us. This isn't always a good thing if this group consists of a ton of creepy grabby guys with slurred speech, stale cigarettes and alcohol on their breath. Of course there were a couple guys I found visually stimulating but as usual, no acknowledgement of me. But I'm used to that. One particular Mexican guy- Hector- who was a good 4 inches shorter than both of us firing dragon breath, and no English skills kept buying us drinks all night. He kept asking me to take him home with me. I stopped at 2 drinks because I wasn't trying to get plastered, he kept bringing me drinks even when I wasn't drinking them. On the other hand my gf had a few shots and a couple glasses of wine, so I think she was feeling something when we left. Another guy kept repeating to me that he had a 2004 Monte Carlo like it was a Bentley or something and then asked for me to drive him home. Pffffft- and I pick up hitchhikers too. I don't think so buddy. I am glad that neither guy drove though because who knows if they would have tried to follow us home. For good measure we still did a few loops around just to be safe.
We get home and eat a stuffed shell I picked up earlier from Bucca di Beppo (sp?) earlier that evening. They were ok, but I should have stuck to tried and true. I really like the chicken artichoke penne, but I was trying to try something different and wanted to use the gift card they sent me in the mail. Then we decided to drunk dial some guy who left a business card on my car sometime when I was in Wal-Mart. Maybe I should try dressing up more often because people do treat you more better. Well not the guy that left his number, that was weird but I notice other people treat me more adult. And I feel all grown up. Just call me the Midnight Professional. ;-) Anyways after a bit of girlish giggling and chitchat, we close the windows to hopefully block out *some* of the noise of our escapades from the neighbors we made our way to bed. I put new batteries in my pink bullet to amplify the power on her clit until she found just the right spot. I slowly worked my lips over her whole body, starting with her hard nipples, the underside of her breasts, stomach, inner thigh, and beyond. The taste of her soft skin was incredible, her pussy even more sweet. Then we started to grind on the bullet together. Me on top of her. Absolutely incredible!! Let me just say the view, and feeling is hard to match. If you can fast forward thru all the annoying yabberish on my part on the phone post-- we both really did get off at the end- hard very hard. Finished the phone post waited a couple mins to see if anyone was still awake, and went back to bed ready to get off again. This time we were more deliberate, focused and controlled in our actions. I teased and tantalized her body running my hair and fingers over every inch of her breasts, tickling her upper body. Use my breasts to rub and massage her body. Then I lower my breast into her mouth and she nibbles lightly kissing and caressing me. We both feel my nipple hardening. I feel my pussy tingle as, electric waves tingle throughout my legs. We both decide we have to grind on the bullet one more time. I climbed aboard and the feeling is even more intense. We maneuver and manipulate ourselves in as many ways as we can think of while licking, suckling and any and everything we can find with our mouths. Finally I reach the point of no return. I feel a quiver and quake starting in the pit of my stomach that quickly overtakes my entire body. I start to shake, cumming so hard I don't know how to put it in words, but I had to keep my clit pressed against the bullet because she was reaching her point at that time as well- 3 waves of orgasms followed for me before she came. By the end we were both dripping with a sweet mixture of our juices and sweat. She remarked on the intensity of my orgasm and how she felt my pussy cum. By far the hardest I have came in a very very long time. The moral of the story nights that start off slow can sill end in a bang!
I have some other things to add but I don't have much more time left to type. Hopefully I can catch up on some friend’s journal soon as well. I have missed you guys!!!!
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