Kittens @ MindSay

We took off the day before P.J. was supposed to leave and visited my family. It has been a little more than a week without P.J. She went up to visit her family in New York with the little one. It has been so quiet. And there is actually food in the house! She went grocery shopping before she left, and once again only got junk food. So, Steve and I went shopping and spent over $100 to stock the place with actual food. Then, we had to pay for 2 months rent, $400, and I have to send in the first payment for my wedding band, $100. Yay, not. We found a "bigger house" it's better anyway. believe it or not, it has an even smaller kitchen, but it has better construction, and a gorgeous double fireplace. We are negotiating the price now. I still haven't found a job. You know, besides all the scams I have encountered. I need to find one soon. I've been doing online surveys, and I'm going to try to do more. They haven't helped much yet. Also, I want to look into blogging. Not what we do on here, but, try to make money with it. I doubt I'd be any good, but you never know unless you try. Delilah had her kittens. 4 very cute little fluff balls. As far as we can tell, 3 girls and one boy. Talk to you soon

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Here's the photo of Ashleigh I mentioned in the 'Northern Excursion' blog.

I took it off the M drive in last Tuesday's Photography lesson.

 

 

Lmao, the dancing woman in the background.

I'd acidentally taken a video of Ash prior to this, the camera was set to video instead of auto.

Hilariously - it's a 2 second video of Ash BLINKING.

If there's one thing Ash does, it's blink. :)

 

Aw, she looks so deep in thought.

 

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Anyway - later in the lesson I strayed away from what I should have been doing - I opened the photo on Photoshop and made some alterations.

Our recent joke with Ash is that she's an emo - and when she cries, ten kittens die.

 

So I made this:

 

 

(If you can't read the caption, it says: "SIGH, HOW THE WORLD SHUNS ME. I SHALL KILL ALL OF THEIR BEAUTIFUL KITTENS.")

 

That's as emo as it gets - crying tears of blood (down my palid face. :D).

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Dixie currently feels:

 Depressed

 

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Blog #45

Another Silly Saturday...

 

 

I really don't get sleep-ins on the weekend anymore.

I always have to be up early on Sundays so that mam or dad can take me to nana's before work, and I usually have to get up early on the Saturday to prepare for Ash and Shelly coming round, or me going to theirs.

 

Today we went to Ash's bungalow. I ended up arriving daft early though - dad couldn't take me any later. Ash didn't seem to mind.

We sat around on her bed for around an hour, talking in our usual random banter. Ash seems to be changing recently. Since the two of us confronted her about being so withdrawn and never showing any emotions, never offering hugs or never letting us know that she loves us - she seems to be opening. Slowly, but I can see it.

 

A conversation about blowing the moon in half lead us to rathergood.com - we went on her laptop and I showed her WE LIKE THE MOON.

It's still as creepy as I remember - but it's still slightly amusing at parts.

 

WE LIKE THE MOOOOOON. COZ IT IS CLOSE TO US...

WE LIKE THE MOOOOOOOOOOOON... BUT NOT AS MUCH AS A SPOOON...

COZ THAT'S USED MORE FOR EATING SOUP.

 

Some of the stuff on that site is piss, and some of it is just pretty random and pointless. Still, it's amusing.

 

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Shelly came at her usual time.

She made her prescence well with the big fuck off white minibus pulling up on Ash's road.

 

And of course, I took it upon myself to point at the window and go: "MINBUS! MINIBUS!"

Ash just smiles and says: "...Hmm, must be Shelly." :)

 

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We spent a few hours playing World Tour.

It's not the same at Ash's - we has no drums - and we has a really small TV - but either way, we're a guitar duet, sometimes with a singer.

 

I take Slider with me.

I used to take Legend - but that was before I completely covered him in stickers.

I've never taken Whitey.

 

I need to upload a photo of my three guitars. They look mint together. :)

 

I did a 6-song gig as the vocalist - ON EXPERT, BITCH.

I picked some harder songs too - like B.Y.O.B. - level 18!

I mainly picked heavy metal songs: Trapped Under Ice, Prisoner Of Society, Freak On A Leash - the like.

 

But that's me - I can sing heavy metal.

It's piss, Shelly proper can't. And of course, Ash can't sing at all. :P

 

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Ash's mam made us toasted sarnies shortly after this.

The first time I was offered them - I was offered the choice of corned beef and onion, cheese and ham or just cheese alone.

I asked for CORNED BEEF AND CHEESE.

 

Lmfao, her face was pretty funny - but it was fucking nectar.

Since then, Ash has taken a liking for them - and today Denham wanted one too.

 

I was all like: "MWAH, I'M INFLUENCING YOUR CHILDREN."

I'm often like that. :)

 

I had one today as well - MY WORD, it's the fastest I've ever eaten ANYTHING.

It literally took me A MINUTE. I even shocked myself.

 

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We filmed a few more little sections for our trailer - I'd say we are done with the clips now. I just need to assemble the 2nd draft.

We filmed extreme close-ups, mainly. So I have like a 2 minute video of Ash proper distorting her face. It's fucking weird. :)

 

Denham came and played World Tour with us after this.

I let him have my guitar - I just sat behind Ash annoying her. :)

 

It's so much fun to randomly start biting the arm of the bass player in the middle of a song. :D

I started massaging her shoulders too. I'm told I'm good at massages - but I have to be slightly harder with Ash - due to her loss of feeling in her back. I was hurting her at one point, so I just kept on doing it harder until she was buckled over in her chair, screaming.

 

Funny, I know. I felt bad afterwards though - so I rubbed it better. :)

 

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Before we had tea, we all went into the living room and played a few rounds of Cheat.

I got the idea after eyeing the playing cards on Ash's desk.

 

I won two out of the three rounds. Tee hee, I be good.

I could always tell when Shelly was cheating - she got screwed over a shitload of times due to me.

 

It was always because I had ALL the fours, and ALL the sevens.

Before any of them put down a card when it was those numbers, I'd just go: "DON'T BOTHER PUTTING ANYTHING DOWN, YOU'RE CHEATING." :)

 

Ash was proper cheating the entire game - she was doing it for the sake of it!

I only cheat when I have to. Her face is so funny when you catch her. She pouts and bends her head as she scoops the pile into her hand.

 

Shelly proper goes off in a paddy - that's even fucking funnier. :)

 

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After our tea (I had crispy chicken bites, spaghetti, chips and a Muller Corner for afters) - we went back into Ash's room for a few hours.

Cue our lay-on-the-bed-and-cuddle-each-other-for-an-hour time. :)

 

We went back on rathergood.com - watched the random kitten animations.

Though half the time we couldn't really concentrate on them because we had Shelly sat behind us going: "AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW..." - like fucking constantly. :D

 

Ash's mam came in shortly after this, poking a handful of Galaxy Ripples around the door.

And she goes: "....RRRRRRIPPLEEEEEES!" - like proper strange. (Exactly how Ash would say WACKY---.)

 

I just pissed myself for like 15 minutes.

 

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I never realised how easy it was to embarrass me.

Either way, it's easy - and those two wouldn't stop.

Every time I felt myself burning, I'd "nestle" underneath Ash's shelves.

 

I won't forget the comment from her: "Aww, are you nestling again? Into your little cavern of embarrassment?"

Ash, sadistic cow. :)

 

I would say the day was fine up to this point. Then I did something stupid.

 

I didn't quite admit it - I got Ash to work it out for herself, but either way - she now has confirmation that I'm in love with her.

She did already know - as I suspected.

 

But now I feel really fucking weird.

Shelly kept hugging me, saying it was alright. I didn't want to be hugged, because it made me cry.

 

...But there is one thing that sort of proves that Ash doesn't mind.

When we were going home, she didn't sit in the front - she sat in the back, in the middle seat between us.

And she didn't ask Shelly if she wanted a hug when she left - but she asked me...

 

Is that pity because she knew I was upset... Was it to let me know everything was okay...

Or was it just a goodbye hug...

 

I don't know... I don't think I'll ever know.

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“The Diary Of A Teen Aged Whore”

 

Titled:

How My Mom’s Boyfriend Fucked Me

“The First Time”

 

A True Story

By:

Wendy Tight Tush

aka

Pussy Patter

© 15 September 2007

 

 

 

Chapter Five

 

That was the same day that he’d told me that he would be willing to… as he had put it “pay real good money for some of that ass Wendy”, and he’s frequently repeated that same offer several times during the last several months too.

 

Anyway, I’m thinking “what’s that silly fucker doing here so fricking early?” when he gets out of his car and I see him starting to walk towards the house.

 

I was about to put on my night robe so that I could go downstairs, and let him in when he rang the doorbell without running the risk of him having a heart attack, and drop over dead, from having seen my tits through my nightie. But then I had stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the front door open, and then close.

 

I was really surprised by the fact that he hadn’t even bothered to ring the doorbell or knock on the front door. Then I realized that it was either because he had his own key and had used it to unlock the door or because someone already in the house had left it unlocked for him because they were expecting him.

 

Anyway, I had heard the front door close behind him, and when I heard him coming up the stairs I had quickly snuck over to my bedroom door. Then I just stood there and waited until I heard him walk past my door. Then opened it just a tiny crack, and watched him as he walked down the hall to my mom and Greg’s bedroom, disrobing as he went.

 

Then when he had gotten to their bedroom door he hadn’t even bothered to so much as tap on it either, he just opened the door, and simply walked on in, with little more than a hello as he did. I mean it had seemed to me as though they were expecting him.

 

Well when Mr. Landry had walked into their bedroom he had just carelessly pushed the door closed behind himself without looking back and he obviously hadn’t noticed that the door hadn’t actually closed and that it was still open about a quarter of an inch or he had left it like that on purpose… I still find myself wondering about that.

 

Well needless to say if it had been done purposely to lure my horny little ass down the hallway it had worked like a charm, because my natural curiosity had quickly gotten the better of me. So I had tippy toed quietly down the hallway, and gotten down on my hands, and knees next to the door to listen in on what was going on.

 

That was when I had heard Greg saying “Yeah bitch”, “that’s the way”, “suck that cock you nasty slut.” Then when I had heard Mr. Landry telling mom to “suck my fucking balls you horny bitch” my pussy had nearly exploded with excitement.

 

That was when all kinds of lustful sexual mental images had started flashing through my mind, and I had started getting horny, in a big hurry too.

 

Shit, I had gotten so hot, so quick that I almost couldn’t stand myself any longer. So I had decided to edge up even closer to the door to see if I could get a peek at what they were doing in there.

 

Even though I was plumb out of luck as far as getting a direct view of what they were doing because the bed was kind of behind the door and was totally obscured from my view, I was still in luck, at least for an indirect view, because mom’s dresser was against the opposite wall and from where I was peaking through the crack in the door I had a pretty good view of what they were doing on the bed from their reflections in her dresser mirror.

 

I could see that my mom was greedily sucking on Mr. Landry’s swollen tool and I had had to fight to stifle my laughter when he had grabbed her head, and had jerked her face onto his cock real hard, and had gagged the fucking shit out of her with his cock while Greg was steadily banging her pussy.

 

Greg had been hanging onto mom by her hips while he was fucking her, and had been fucking her pretty dammed hard when Mr. Landry had gagged her too.

 

Plus, I could have sworn that I had seen Greg shove forward on her ass at the same time that Mr. Landry had jerked on her head. I’m pretty sure that those two fuckers had gagged mom like that on purpose because they had done the hi-five thing with each other right after that had happened.

 

Anyway, there I was, down on my knees, kind of leaning forward just a little bit, bracing myself with one hand on the floor, and the other hand on the door frame so that I would be able to peak through the crack in the door without falling over, tumbling through it, and landing on the floor in the bedroom with them.

 

While I was kneeling there I was moving around, every so slightly, trying to get the best view possible, and I could feel the silky material of my negligee beginning to ride up over the top of my haunches a little as I wiggled around.

 

Before it was over with it had ridden slightly up my back, and was now revealing my tight little round ass, completely, as well as my well trimmed pussy. Then as the sexual tension in my crotch had reached a fever pitch, my vulva puffed up, and my clit had began to swell, I couldn’t resist the urge to slip a hand down across my belly to my crotch, and began massaging my clit sensually.

 

Then once I had started masturbating myself it hadn’t taken but a couple of minutes before I had totally lost my grip on reality and had slipped into the spiritual realm of sensual bliss, losing myself in lust.

 

To Be Continued...

 

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♥ Wendy

 

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