Panties on top

Gratuitous sexy woman picture

(hey if Jock can do it...)

Actually IF I still looked this good, I'd ONLY wear bra and panties everywhere I went! LOL

The other day I came across a blog, she was telling about her trip to the gynecologist, and how she noticed that when she gets undressed that she would put her panties and bra hidden under the pile of her clothes, and it struck her funny that she would do so.
This is a Doctor who's going to be seeing just a liiittle bit more than your panties and bra, so, why bother to hide them?
I thought about it and ya know what, I realized that I put mine under my clothes too.
I'm in the exam room, naked, with a small paper jacket on, that is totally open in the front, a sheet over the rest of me, and soon will be spread eagle with my feet up in stirrups, and as fun as that may sound... (it's not), so why was I worried that my bra and panties were going to be seen?
I liked her resolve, she's gonna leave them right on top the pile from now on... I say, go sista! I am too! One small step for this woman, one giant leap for womankind. LOL BIG HUGS, Steph

Just Thinking...

I have a nephew who's 23, he's a beautiful young man,(black hair, gorgeous blue eyes) wants to be a model, but for now, he's, well he's a gigolo. He lives in Missouri with a woman in her 50's who's very rich. She just bought him an Escalade, and because he wanted something sporty, a Porsche.
I'm torn between being sick to my stomach and envying that kind of money. LOL
I wouldn't be buying sex though... antiques, trips, property, yes,... paying someone to hang around and have sex with me (sorry guys but you know you're easy, and can be had for free) (not that I'm complaining!) LMAO ... nope. BIG HUGS, Steph

Secrets

If I'm asked to keep a secret, I do. It's important to me that my friends know that I can be trusted. I have found that the majority of secrets find their way to daylight, no matter how hard people try to keep them.
My Family, especially my Grandmother tried to keep lots of things quiet. Some I understand, others, I wasn't sure why she made the effort. Her father was a drunk, who fooled around on his wife, my Great-Grandmother, and had his son-in-laws join in on the 'fun'. It seems he was married once before he married my great-grandma, and then divorced her to marry a prostitute. (What a class act huh?) She wasn't a pretty, heart of gold one either. Think fat drunken slob....
On the other side of the family, mental illness was covered up, ignored. Stupid, but understandable in that day.
My father's only sister was know to have affairs with young priests in the Catholic Church.
An email was recently sent to my father, from the Azores. There are people trying to do some genealogy, and are checking to see if the, J.M. "Smith" (false name there, my great-grandfather), is the same one who emigrated to the San Jose, CA, area, because he had fathered an illegitimate child in the Azores? Here it is 100-150 years later, and secrets come to light. (My father has no idea, but, is going to see what he can find out.)
I just find it really interesting. BIG HUGS, Steph

Love

Does real, lasting Love exist? The kind, with not only love, but, friendship, respect, and a genuine liking for the person you have chosen to spend the rest of your life with?
I've spoken with (online) several men lately, who, while are married, and have no plans on leaving that marriage, have a wide and varied sex life, outside of that marriage. Two of them use the excuse that their spouse is ill, or has been ill, and so not able to fulfill their sexual needs.
I'm really torn on this. I'm no angel, (and have no right to judge) ... That's all I'm gonna say, but, lately I run across more and more of these gentlemen, and it's made me wonder.
Are there any marriages that are good, and based on, held together by, love and a desire to honor and respect that person, even if they do get sick? What if your spouse that you love, was in an accident tomorrow, and they were paralyzed? What if they got sick for months or maybe even years? What if something happened to where you had to spend extended periods of time apart?
I grew up with parents that fought constantly (they still do). Grandparents that were more advisaries than spouses, and one set of grandparents where my grandfather spoke to and treated my grandmother like she was lower than the dirt he walked on. She ended up having a nervous breakdown (before I was born). I always hated him. She died when I was 4, but I loved her and remember her. My other grandfather was a warm loving man when it came to his children and us as grandchildren, I couldn't have asked for better, but he and my grandmother were like tired, bloody old fighters, stuck in the same ring together for many, many years. He died first, and she was terrible towards him in the end.
I know of, and admire a very few men who are in relationships, that really love their wife/partner, and are faithful, but, I'm afraid they are a minority and a dying breed.
So, does real love exist?

Reason for being...

I actually blog on MSN spaces... I know, don't ask me why. I made this and use it so that I can read and reply to my friends who blog here. If you get a minute, go check them out. (see links)

But, hey, you never know, I just might post something worth reading... or not.

BIG HUGS, Steph