Monday, October 20, 2008

Cat Internal Stitches

Sex and Love It happened at night

I met her one evening in a club, so I seem to recall, in slow and disorganized wandering between the lands of our earth, which either in bulk and dangerous trips to ancient sites in post-modern amusement park almost desert, visits to fairytale castles and old cathedrals to local trendy full of fashionable people, trips to beaches and incredibly well attended by a horde caverns populated by monsters and dreadful dragons.

In a nightclub, we were going to speak as they meet two fellow countrymen in a foreign land and obscure language, it is difficult now to return there as "sensed" a feeling, but on this, there I ask you to take my word.


She, like all of us, and has had more than a lifetime to mix and end up influencing one another even though there seem strange, are a distant and different from ' other, to say the opposite.

A love on the one hand, far away and unreachable, and for this, sad and unhappy, a troubled history where alternate hopes and disappointments, whose only source of life is represented by signals, timid, mild, one hoped that interest Late to emerge fully.

Across a frenetic succession of fleeting stories of sex and meetings, sharing extreme pleasure of unleashing unbridled, senior research fellow in the folds and flaps in the extreme limit of their desire to obtain the pleasure to pass him again.

Do not fall into the ambiguity, one life is not revenge of the other but live together and are both wanted and were looking for, each responds to its needs: the desire to be with the woman of being female. As a man can understand, one of these two aspects can not, by itself, cover the other, who then are able to live with the same or more than one man is another story.


I have long talked about this with several women, not only with the friends with whom I am telling, the views are truly amazing and worth every man who knew them, knew that each woman can be expressed without falling into clichés dictated by hypocrisy, from the faux morality or modesty which fears the court.

None of these women said neither trivial things but they all accused me of it, in absolute freedom, were able to express how they felt in feeling, with pleasure, not to be judged but only heard.

I'd really be able to present here the proof of what I'm talking about, but I am sure, I could not do it in an appropriate manner and not do justice to the thoughts behind those feelings. What I can do is put this space to my friend and all the other women I know or have never met, sharing or despise this thesis, to accommodate not only their comments but also the writings on the subject who wish to entrust by mail on their behalf. I suggest that men, for once, to listen.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

California Law, Caterers And Alcohol



is not true that every night are equal, regardless, some begin with a sunset that already bears within it the signs of what is to happen. Not much time had passed since the Knights of Malta, of which I had the honor and the burden of command, had sworn allegiance to the Order and received the top awards when the Council decided to meet.

The meetings put together the Owners of all groups, nearly twenty, who went to those lands, meeting or alliances divided by old hatreds and fierce: various orders of chivalry in positive alignment, which belonged at that time, Wizards , Vampire, Elf, Valkyrie, and many others.

At meetings of the Council were suspended and all the battles, while the supreme representative of each group attended the meeting presided over by the Queen, all the warriors were in their seats waiting for the news and remember the most glorious moments of its history, magnified and aided by large libations boasted that led both men and women, good humor and hope for the future.

was in such a night, in a time when hope and apprehension are mixed, that everything happened quickly: offense sudden, vicious, vulgar, addressed to our Owner bounced like a thunderbolt from the austere and cold boardrooms to the rooms of the castle where we were assembled Knights. At first astonished disbelief took over, slowly but surely, the awareness that this was not an excess of ill-tempered, but rather the emergence of a conspiracy against the Order Crusader.

There are many things you can do in cases like these, as many are the thoughts that immediately fill the mind. Of many, unfortunately, do not choose only one and that night became the division, each head made by the court and the unity of the four groups revealed only a vain illusion. Each was given the freedom to do what you suggested but the heart and reason, as often happens in such cases, the reason the individual does not compose the group.

The result was that some riders, outraged and convinced that from happening and there was no hope of victory against a corruption so widespread, they took bags and followed their Owner looking for a new land and I I was among them, some knights, animated by a desire for revenge and rescue, decided to stay and play the role that destiny had reserved for them in the lands that have always had loved, others decided to join the Knights in other groups or to found new ones, just to stay in what they felt their homes, while others, finally, went wandering.

The rest is another story, or rather, many stories, each of which deserves to be told and do not rule out doing so in the future, of course, for the part that I know, but I'll be happy to accommodate in these pages the historical contribution of those who made a choice different from mine and who want to tell us what happened to their future. One thing

port firm conviction that anyone among us, even those who went away, slamming the door, go with him the charm and magic of those glorious times and nostalgia of the old comrades, that this was our life, as we sometimes so far seems to think that it really lived in another era.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

No Supported Webcam Driver Installed

Comments friendly

Yes! some readers, so far only assumed, it was revealed friendly comment about friendship, useless to write what we pleased he did.

So the friendship lives on not only the facts and involving millions of people daily with friendships that are being rediscovered, are strengthened, we invent, they betray, they turn, they end but also as an abstract desire for friendship, as feeling and need that hover in the air and affect everyone, willy-nilly.

What then makes each of us has his own history.