So, it's Sunday night and I totally forgot to make a video for this challenge. I am committing myself to being in shape for life. I can't keep letting life get in the way, which is always my excuse. I need to put myself first and with this challenge, I will learn to put myself first and then the rest of the people that matter to me will be right in line and it will be a natural progression. I hope that you will follow with me because it would be great to have a support system. My journey starts tomorrow and I am pretty stoked to be honest. I thought I was going to be half involved in it and half not. But that is not the case.
I'm still at the deciding stage of whether or not I want to keep a food journal. I know what it is that I eat, but I know that it helps other people keep tabs of what they're eating. In my opinion, for me, it doesn't help simply because I don't eat many bad things. I know I slip up, but the point is not to be on a diet, but to choose healthier options and if I feel that I have eaten too many bad things, then I'll change that. I'll have a better wording for this later.
I will also be posting recipes and things that I make that are really good that are full of flavor and are good for you. As some of you may or may not know, I am the *queen* of cooking. I love everything about it and I come up with great recipes for my dinners and quick lunches too. I'll post tips that work for me throughout the day and other things of that nature.
Until then, agree to join with me and we can have bangin' bodies just in time for the summer (for the Vegas people, we will be looking something gorgeous by the end of June) and be healthy and fit for life. I don't want this to be a 30-day challenge because once the 30 days are over, where are you at? Right back where you started. I am not saying it's going to be easy and I have my work cut out for me, but motivation and Christ are keeping me focused (it doesn't have to be about Christ for you, but at least motivation). Make a pact with yourself...not with me.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Night
*PLEASE BE ADVISED THAT THE FOLLOWING IS A LITTLE VULGAR*
This is a prose poem.
I sniff and breathe you in. Your skin smells of scented flowers with a touch of vanilla. You make me swoon and I can't imagine what it would be like to taste you. I've never tasted you, or any woman before, but you make me want to. Your cool skin calls me to kiss you to make you warm. Your milky skin screams for my fingers to swim in the sea of you. Your lack of attention to me makes me want you even more. Here we sit, on the couch of a small apartment, watching AWAY WE GO, and thinking about what we want to do to each other. I sit up from my fondling and get back into the movie. I can see from the corner of my eye that your posture is inviting me into you space. I restrain myself and hope that you want me like I want you. The feeling comes back and I am right where I started. I fondle every inch of you including your calf muscle and foot. It's soft to the touch. I can't help myself, so I caress the small of your back and search for the wing tattoos anchoring on the edge of pleasuredom. I find them and move my hands further up your back to feel what every inch of you feels like. The more and more I move up your back, the more I gently kiss your arms and leave my partial prints of desire. My fingers create a path to the front of you and find the lining of material. They want to feel what's underneath and increase your feelings of desire. They touch more fleshy skin and crave to feel the complete being. Now they enlist help from the other fingers and undo the bra from the back. Now they can freely roam the mounds that give you your great female figure. Both hands are exploring more of your body and reach the cleavage. The tank top straps come off of your shoulders as the fingers make their way to your neck then to the cheek then to the lips that are warming with desire for my lips. But my lips want to tease yours for a bit so they don't touch. Instead, my lips yearn to breathe life and sexuality into your ear. You hear it calling out to you and you respond. I know because your lips part and you breathe in response and then your teeth want part of the action so they join, as one, with your lips and they bite down on your lip out of jealousy. Your breath is still responding. My teeth now want to join in on the secret and make their presence known to your ear. Your breath really wants to make its opinion known and exhales deeply that I can feel it within the depths of my organs. My lips can't wait any longer and want to meet yours. It happens and our breathing becomes one as passion takes over me and we lie down together. It's no secret to any of our body parts about what's going on. The passion intensifies and I can't help but bite your nipples. You moan and bite your lip again because it feels so good to you. I love to hear you moan and my passion grows. I've never tasted a woman before and I want you to be my first. I can't wait so I ask if I can taste you. Like most people, I can't get your pants down as easily as I'd like but you help me out. I kiss your cleavage all the way down to your "happy trail". I finger you and let you feel my warmth and touch inside of you. You sigh and let out your sexual frustration because you haven't been helped in a long time. I let my tongue take over and your body gives into the feeling. Your breathing intensifies and I go deeper inside you with my tongue. Your moan softens but your body starts to convulse. This is how I know you've fully succumbed to my skills. I suck on your clit and your moan and body convulsions intensify. I slide my fingers inside you while I eat you out. You tasted so good to me and I want more of you. I want your fluids in my mouth and all over my hand. This is exactly what I imagined it to be. You are everything I expected. I come up for air and relish in the moment and watch your face and body come into me. I can't help myself, so I say "come. Come for me baby." Eventually, your body rears back over the arm of the couch and I whisper louder "come on baby...come for me." Your moaning and breathing are so in sync that they sound like one. I go in and out so fast with my fingers that your body is lifting off the couch in enjoyment. This is what you want. This is what you needed and I gave it to you. You orgasm and I tasted you and kiss you back up to your mouth. You grab my neck and hold tight and this is how you say thank you. I kiss everywhere on your body to help you wind down and you caress my head and face and smile. This is what I wanted to do for you.
This is a prose poem.
I sniff and breathe you in. Your skin smells of scented flowers with a touch of vanilla. You make me swoon and I can't imagine what it would be like to taste you. I've never tasted you, or any woman before, but you make me want to. Your cool skin calls me to kiss you to make you warm. Your milky skin screams for my fingers to swim in the sea of you. Your lack of attention to me makes me want you even more. Here we sit, on the couch of a small apartment, watching AWAY WE GO, and thinking about what we want to do to each other. I sit up from my fondling and get back into the movie. I can see from the corner of my eye that your posture is inviting me into you space. I restrain myself and hope that you want me like I want you. The feeling comes back and I am right where I started. I fondle every inch of you including your calf muscle and foot. It's soft to the touch. I can't help myself, so I caress the small of your back and search for the wing tattoos anchoring on the edge of pleasuredom. I find them and move my hands further up your back to feel what every inch of you feels like. The more and more I move up your back, the more I gently kiss your arms and leave my partial prints of desire. My fingers create a path to the front of you and find the lining of material. They want to feel what's underneath and increase your feelings of desire. They touch more fleshy skin and crave to feel the complete being. Now they enlist help from the other fingers and undo the bra from the back. Now they can freely roam the mounds that give you your great female figure. Both hands are exploring more of your body and reach the cleavage. The tank top straps come off of your shoulders as the fingers make their way to your neck then to the cheek then to the lips that are warming with desire for my lips. But my lips want to tease yours for a bit so they don't touch. Instead, my lips yearn to breathe life and sexuality into your ear. You hear it calling out to you and you respond. I know because your lips part and you breathe in response and then your teeth want part of the action so they join, as one, with your lips and they bite down on your lip out of jealousy. Your breath is still responding. My teeth now want to join in on the secret and make their presence known to your ear. Your breath really wants to make its opinion known and exhales deeply that I can feel it within the depths of my organs. My lips can't wait any longer and want to meet yours. It happens and our breathing becomes one as passion takes over me and we lie down together. It's no secret to any of our body parts about what's going on. The passion intensifies and I can't help but bite your nipples. You moan and bite your lip again because it feels so good to you. I love to hear you moan and my passion grows. I've never tasted a woman before and I want you to be my first. I can't wait so I ask if I can taste you. Like most people, I can't get your pants down as easily as I'd like but you help me out. I kiss your cleavage all the way down to your "happy trail". I finger you and let you feel my warmth and touch inside of you. You sigh and let out your sexual frustration because you haven't been helped in a long time. I let my tongue take over and your body gives into the feeling. Your breathing intensifies and I go deeper inside you with my tongue. Your moan softens but your body starts to convulse. This is how I know you've fully succumbed to my skills. I suck on your clit and your moan and body convulsions intensify. I slide my fingers inside you while I eat you out. You tasted so good to me and I want more of you. I want your fluids in my mouth and all over my hand. This is exactly what I imagined it to be. You are everything I expected. I come up for air and relish in the moment and watch your face and body come into me. I can't help myself, so I say "come. Come for me baby." Eventually, your body rears back over the arm of the couch and I whisper louder "come on baby...come for me." Your moaning and breathing are so in sync that they sound like one. I go in and out so fast with my fingers that your body is lifting off the couch in enjoyment. This is what you want. This is what you needed and I gave it to you. You orgasm and I tasted you and kiss you back up to your mouth. You grab my neck and hold tight and this is how you say thank you. I kiss everywhere on your body to help you wind down and you caress my head and face and smile. This is what I wanted to do for you.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Spring Break was AMAZING!
I don't have time to comment or post pictures right now of my trip to New York City over Spring Break, but I will tell you that it was great and that I had a blast! One day, I will move to New York and it will be great! I didn't want to leave, but here I am, back in Riverside, finishing up my degree. *sigh* I will most definitely update really soon.
Love, peace and chicken grease!
Love, peace and chicken grease!
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