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Check your email. Thanks, Alex

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Irina, Check your email by the end of the day, I'll mail you some more info. Thanks, Alex

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bump Yes I was suggesting a contribution;)

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How about sponsoring a walker;) ??

You're still OK in my book;)

Can this be "sticky" thread?? Mods.....

:tongue: I LOVEEEEE HIMMMMMMMM. He could kick a goal in my gate ANYTIME.

MAKING STRIDES - Breast Cancer Walk 10/19/03 Hello, I'm a Team Leader walking this year at the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk in Central Park. I'm also recruiting and organizing walkers to walk in my group representing my school. If you're interested in participating in the walk, email me at CancerWalk2003, or to sponsor a walker. I'll provide you with additional information and contribution forms. I'm accepting donations in cash and checks, made out to "The American Cancer Society." This is a very important fund raiser for a very important cause. Breast Cancer and it's effects are not limited to women. Families and friends are affected just as well. Any small contribution is a step closer in finding a cure for this disease. Thank you, Alexandra CancerWalk2003@hotmail.com Team Leader/Lagcc-Alpha Beta Gamma American Cancer Society 19 West 56th Street New York, NY 10019 central-park.strides@cancer.org The Walk Sunday, October 19, 2003 Central Park 72nd Street Bandshell (9-11am) 5 Miles. CancerWalk2003 CancerWalk2003

MAKING STRIDES - Breast Cancer Walk 10/19/03 Hello, I'm a Team Leader walking this year at the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk in Central Park. I'm also recruiting and organizing walkers to walk in my group representing my school. If you're interested in participating in the walk, email me at CancerWalk2003, or to sponsor a walker. I'll provide you with additional information and contribution forms. I'm accepting donations in cash and checks, made out to "The American Cancer Society." This is a very important fund raiser for a very important cause. Breast Cancer and it's effects are not limited to women. Families and friends are affected just as well. Any small contribution is a step closer in finding a cure for this disease. Thank you, Alexandra CancerWalk2003@hotmail.com Team Leader/Lagcc-Alpha Beta Gamma American Cancer Society 19 West 56th Street New York, NY 10019 central-park.strides@cancer.org The Walk Sunday, October 19, 2003 Central Park 72nd Street Bandshell (9-11am) 5 Miles. CancerWalk2003

Hello, I'm a Team Leader walking this year at the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk in Central Park. I'm also recruiting and organizing walkers to walk in my group representing my school. If you're interested in participating in the walk, email me at CancerWalk2003, or to sponsor a walker. I'll provide you with additional information and contribution forms. I'm accepting donations in cash and checks, made out to "The American Cancer Society." This is a very important fund raiser for a very important cause. Breast Cancer and it's effects are not limited to women. Families and friends are affected just as well. Any small contribution is a step closer in finding a cure for this disease. Thank you, Alexandra Team Leader/Lagcc-Alpha Beta Gamma American Cancer Society 19 West 56th Street New York, NY 10019 central-park.strides@cancer.org The Walk Sunday, October 19, 2003 Central Park 72nd Street Bandshell (9-11am) 5 Miles.

GIRL!! I can totally RELATE!! Stress definetly interfers w/ my sex drive/life.

Yes I remember. I still think Dgmodel is fake, Ive never met him. lol:laugh:

Pure fiction and an over-active imagination.

26 yo, I'm on the 7yr program:laugh: !

Enjoy! My first time... went to a bar after work to unwind. I decided to sit at the bar since I was only going to have one drink then deal with the crowded subways. When my drink was half way finished, a very attractive woman sits next to me. Impecably dressed with body fitting silk summer dress and sexy strappy sandals. She gave me a light smirk, I smiled back. I went back into my thougths when I heard her say to the bartender if a guy name Mat has shown up. Apparantely she was on a blind date and he hadn't shown up. She then turns to me and says that she think her date stood her up but she'll give him another half hour. I said, "sure why not, there might be traffic." She orders her drink and one for myself, "Do you mind waiting with me while he shows up? I dont' want sit here alone!" I start thinking to myself, cool, a free drink, "Of course no problem, I know how it feels!" Before either one of us realized, an hour and four glasses of chianti had passed and still no "Matt." But we were so engrossed in our conversation that neither cared. We ordered a whole bottle in attempt to save the rest of our nights. This woman had such intense eyes, the kind that reads sadness and passion all at once. How strange that I was noticing such things, sure she was pretty but Im not into that, at least I wont admit it to myself. Then again with so much chianti flowing through my body, who cares what I admit or not! She asked him how far I lived and if it was safe for me to ride the subway in my condition and at that time. Of course it was but I said I lived far and wouldn't dare ride the train at that time. She invited to stay at her place for more drink without worrying about the commute home. I accepeted, why not, I could of gone for more wine, who doesnt?! We arrived at her apartment, a short cab ride from the bar. I sat on the couch while she went to the kitchen an opened a bottle of wine from her wine rack. She leaves a glass with me and excuses herself to change out of her dress. I sat back savoring the delicious wine and observing her good taste in art hanging off her walls. She comes back into the living room wearing a semi sheer tank top with similar shorts. She sits nexts to me and proposed a cheer, to blind dates! We laughed together and she slowly caresses my hair. "You have beautiful hair, I wish mine would grow that long." Then with the same hand, she lands it on my shoulder and grips it, "You have really soft skin, you must moisturize alot?" I said, "Must be the oil of olay, ha ha!" Now I'm beginning to feel alittle nervous about her behaviour, yet intrigued at the same time. I felt my heart racing alittle faster and I knew it wasn't due to the wine. Surprisingly I was getting turned on and she knew it too. She leans towards me and kisses my lips softly. Her tongue outlines my mouth with such precise movement and all I was able to do was FREEZE. Her hands were holding the back of my neck with a firm grip. She slides her wet tongue down my neck while pulling my head back. My breathing becomes deeper and harder. She knows it, she knows exactly how I'm feeling. I feel her lowering my body onto the couch and her hair underneath my chin. She's making sure she licks every part of my chest. I can feel her fingers underneath the lace of my bra. My nipples hardening longing and anticipating her touch. She cups my breast and caresses my nipple with her thumb as she presses harder her head into my chest. My body stiffens up, all thoughts are racing through my head. Is this right, do I really want to do this, OH FUCK it. Yes I do want it and yes it is right. While all this went on in my head I hadn't noticed how wet I was. I felt my pussy moist and throbbing with all the thoughts going on. She continued to fondle my breast and lick them. First, she would lightly bite them and pull them with her teeth. Then began bitter harder and sucking on them harder. I felt like I would explode underneath my thong! She was bringing me on the verge of an orgasm by simply playing with my breast. I didnt know when or how she had manage to remove my bra, just rememberd lifting up my blouse. Her hands were now discovering what lay under my skirt. She pulled up my skirt up to my hips and placed her hand on my pussy. I know she felt the heat and moisture emitting from my pussy. I saw a devious smile on her face when she did that. Her index finger was teasing my clit through my panties. My hips were gyrating and my clit began to harden as well. I started to touch my breast and pinch my nipples. It felt so good to have her hand playing with my pussy. Even though my panties were still on, my wetness was soaking right through them. She pushed my panty to the side and slid her finger in between my shaven lips. I was able to hear my wetness of my pleasure. The faster she was fingering me the louder squishing sound became. Light moans were escaping from my mouth. My body was trembling as the fingering increased. Ohhhhhh she was making me cum so good. All my insecurities and fear were gushing out of me. She managed to make me squirt. I took off my skirt and she took off her clothes. She spread my legs open and buried her head into my pussy. I felt her tongue circling all around my pussy, and lightly flicking on my clit. I was in so much ectasy that my moans were louder as well as my breathing. I never imagined a woman tongue would make me feel the way it did. After she temporary satisfied her lust with my pussy. She led me to her bedroom. By this point I wanted to feel her. I wanted to know what if felt to feel another woman's breast, the texture of her pussy. Her breast were smooth as the dress she wearing earlier. The taste was even better than how they felt. My hand slid down to her pussy and nevously caressed her. She was wet too. Very wet. Her pussy was so warm and inviting. As I fingered her, I felt the walls of her pussy contracting. I ventured down to her pussy and began to lick her. I didn know what to expect. Her juices tasted like cotton candy. A tangy sweetness that melted in my mouth. I had to have more of it. I felt her pulling on my hair and heard her cry of passion. She kept pulling on my hair harder. I thought to myself perhaps I was doing it wrong. Oh my god how embarrassing. But I didnt' want to stop eating her out. Yet she kept pulling and pulling. Then I realized that I wasn't in her bed, I was in my bed. My head was not buried between her legs but in my pillow. She wasn't pulling my hair, it was cat trying to wake me up to feed her.

stop drinking! lol just kidding Hangovers are the WORST!! As my ass gets older my tolerance for alcohol decreases. I can't drink mixed drinks anymore, only straight whiskey on the rocks or wine.