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Bought my dinner at Albertsons last night. The lovely Hampton Inn has a microwave so I'm able to enjoy Healthy Choice frozen dinners. I'm paying for the food at when I knock over my purse on the conveyor belt. What falls out of my bag? 3 tampons. Birth control pills. A condom. A bit of change and a pen fell out as well but I swear someone was playing a joke on me. Of all the things in my purse, that's what tumbles out? Fortunately, the cashier was as embarrassed as I was and he just busied himself until I got my act together. At least there's no doubt that I practice safe sex.
In other news, I've officially accepted the fact that I am no longer a driver. I am a subway/bus/cab/Yukon Denali kind of girl. If the company ever saw me driving my rental car, they'd have serious concerns about the wisdom of letting company insurance cover the rental.
Can't wait to see Punk'd. The look on Justin's face in those commercials is priceless. Absolutely priceless.
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powrhug wrote me a ficlet last night. It's JCandJoeyandMe. And I'm blushing right now. But, hey, I've never been Mary Sue'd. And it's JCandJoeyandMe. In a club.
It didn't seem real as she led JC into the small room off to the side
of the club. Everything moved alternately too slow or way too fast.
She was glad he was behind her so he didn't see her face, marked with a
mixture of giddy anticipation and almost-trepidation.
As soon as they were inside he put his arms around her, burying his
face in her neck and pressing warm lips to her skin.
She heard him breathing in a ragged rhythm as he ground himself into
her slowly, surely. And she pressed herself back in return, pulling her
arms above and back to run fingers through his hair.
She said his name softly as he worked to unbutton her blouse,
untangling it from her arms to bare her, making short work of her bra
as well in order to cup her breasts.
She moaned low as he turned her, pulling her to a couch off to the
side, sitting before letting her straddle his thighs.
They kissed as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pressing them
down as he raised to take them off. She took the opportunity to stand
and lower the rest of her own clothes as he stripped off his shirt.
He was erect, had been even before they'd entered the room...and she
took her time lowering herself on him, biting her lip against the
pleasure that swept through her.
She jerked slightly as hands reached around her, bigger hands, stronger
hands. But she didn't turn, only looked to see recognition and
acknowledgment in JC's eyes.
"Joe." he said, a simple statement, and she nodded briefly as she was
raised and turned, with JC moving to the edge of the couch.
Joey lowered her again, filling her with JC as he knelt before her,
pressing hands up to pinch nipples as his face lowered to her center.
In other news, I've officially accepted the fact that I am no longer a driver. I am a subway/bus/cab/Yukon Denali kind of girl. If the company ever saw me driving my rental car, they'd have serious concerns about the wisdom of letting company insurance cover the rental.
Can't wait to see Punk'd. The look on Justin's face in those commercials is priceless. Absolutely priceless.
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powrhug wrote me a ficlet last night. It's JCandJoeyandMe. And I'm blushing right now. But, hey, I've never been Mary Sue'd. And it's JCandJoeyandMe. In a club.It didn't seem real as she led JC into the small room off to the side
of the club. Everything moved alternately too slow or way too fast.
She was glad he was behind her so he didn't see her face, marked with a
mixture of giddy anticipation and almost-trepidation.
As soon as they were inside he put his arms around her, burying his
face in her neck and pressing warm lips to her skin.
She heard him breathing in a ragged rhythm as he ground himself into
her slowly, surely. And she pressed herself back in return, pulling her
arms above and back to run fingers through his hair.
She said his name softly as he worked to unbutton her blouse,
untangling it from her arms to bare her, making short work of her bra
as well in order to cup her breasts.
She moaned low as he turned her, pulling her to a couch off to the
side, sitting before letting her straddle his thighs.
They kissed as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pressing them
down as he raised to take them off. She took the opportunity to stand
and lower the rest of her own clothes as he stripped off his shirt.
He was erect, had been even before they'd entered the room...and she
took her time lowering herself on him, biting her lip against the
pleasure that swept through her.
She jerked slightly as hands reached around her, bigger hands, stronger
hands. But she didn't turn, only looked to see recognition and
acknowledgment in JC's eyes.
"Joe." he said, a simple statement, and she nodded briefly as she was
raised and turned, with JC moving to the edge of the couch.
Joey lowered her again, filling her with JC as he knelt before her,
pressing hands up to pinch nipples as his face lowered to her center.
