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Hell, you both should get on then!
Hope you both sleep well.![]()
Some have messaged me privately to ask why I comment in this thread, but never post anything. I've kept the reason to myself, unless it has been necessary to explain to certain friends. But maybe the time has come to simply be open about it.
I was worried that if people knew, they might treat me different, even though it really shouldn't make any difference in a place like this, where our interaction is textual. But in the year or more that I've been here, I've told a few friends, and with their support in showing me that it doesn't matter, I've decided to be open about it.
About 6 years ago now, I was out riding a 4 wheeler with some friends of my brother in law. We were all taking turns trying to make it up and over the top of this dirt bank that curved up almost vertical at the very top. I admit it was a typical stupid redneck thing to do, looking back on it. And to make it worse, I felt that as the only female, I had to try to out ride the guys.
I watched each one as they took their turns. A couple actually made it, but most got so far up and stalled, then turned back down the bank. Well, it seemed to me that if they just had a little more momentum when they got to that point, they could surge up and over. So when it was my turn, I had a strategy to go as far as I could, then stand up and lean forward over the handlebars to throw my weight out in front.
So when my turn came, I gunned the motor and gave it everything I could. I felt it when it stalled. The rear wheels were spinning and slipping in the dirt that had loosened from the other riders. I threw my body forward over the handlebars like I planned, but didn't take into account that I was nearly perpendicular at the time. My weight overbalanced the quad, and it pivoted on it's rear wheels, flipping over on me end over end down the hill.
It was stupid, I know. Famous redneck last words: 'Hey y'all, watch this!' Anyhow, the handlebars of the 4 wheeler came up under my helmet and crushed my neck and collar bone, messed up my upper back, crushed my larynx and left me scarred up and about 90% functionally mute.
I can manage to talk some, in a scratchy whisper, but it hurts to do it. So mostly I'm just quiet. That's why I've commented here on others' voices, but haven't posted anything of my own. When I wrote those things for Britwitch to read in her sexy accent, it was like my words had a voice. Thank you, Britwitch. It meant a lot to me. And it was damn sexy too!
I thought that was as close as I could get to having something posted here, but recently in fulfilling a special request for certain friends, I realized that I could record other sounds than talking, and it actually didn't sound horrible to me. I was nervous about sharing it with them, but they've all been very supportive and kind to me.
So now I've worked up the nerve to share it with others. It's a very personal thing, but there is also a certain anonymity in this setting. At least that's what I keep telling myself to keep my nerve up to post this.
Well, here goes.
http://soundcloud.com/thyri72/voiceclip-1/s-8xeeF
After reading that, Thyri, I completely understand... And I'm sure there's a number of folk who appreciate the way you decided to leave a little note for them anyway.
I also wanted to put up an apology I recorded.
*HUUGLES!*![]()
The sweetest halfling in the world, who might only come up to my waist, but always has my back.![]()
Smiles happily and pounces Thyri, kissing her sweetly.Some have messaged me privately to ask why I comment in this thread, but never post anything. I've kept the reason to myself, unless it has been necessary to explain to certain friends. But maybe the time has come to simply be open about it.
I was worried that if people knew, they might treat me different, even though it really shouldn't make any difference in a place like this, where our interaction is textual. But in the year or more that I've been here, I've told a few friends, and with their support in showing me that it doesn't matter, I've decided to be open about it.
About 6 years ago now, I was out riding a 4 wheeler with some friends of my brother in law. We were all taking turns trying to make it up and over the top of this dirt bank that curved up almost vertical at the very top. I admit it was a typical stupid redneck thing to do, looking back on it. And to make it worse, I felt that as the only female, I had to try to out ride the guys.
I watched each one as they took their turns. A couple actually made it, but most got so far up and stalled, then turned back down the bank. Well, it seemed to me that if they just had a little more momentum when they got to that point, they could surge up and over. So when it was my turn, I had a strategy to go as far as I could, then stand up and lean forward over the handlebars to throw my weight out in front.
So when my turn came, I gunned the motor and gave it everything I could. I felt it when it stalled. The rear wheels were spinning and slipping in the dirt that had loosened from the other riders. I threw my body forward over the handlebars like I planned, but didn't take into account that I was nearly perpendicular at the time. My weight overbalanced the quad, and it pivoted on it's rear wheels, flipping over on me end over end down the hill.
It was stupid, I know. Famous redneck last words: 'Hey y'all, watch this!' Anyhow, the handlebars of the 4 wheeler came up under my helmet and crushed my neck and collar bone, messed up my upper back, crushed my larynx and left me scarred up and about 90% functionally mute.
I can manage to talk some, in a scratchy whisper, but it hurts to do it. So mostly I'm just quiet. That's why I've commented here on others' voices, but haven't posted anything of my own. When I wrote those things for Britwitch to read in her sexy accent, it was like my words had a voice. Thank you, Britwitch. It meant a lot to me. And it was damn sexy too!
I thought that was as close as I could get to having something posted here, but recently in fulfilling a special request for certain friends, I realized that I could record other sounds than talking, and it actually didn't sound horrible to me. I was nervous about sharing it with them, but they've all been very supportive and kind to me.
So now I've worked up the nerve to share it with others. It's a very personal thing, but there is also a certain anonymity in this setting. At least that's what I keep telling myself to keep my nerve up to post this.
Well, here goes.
http://soundcloud.com/thyri72/voiceclip-1/s-8xeeF
Some have messaged me privately to ask why I comment in this thread, but never post anything. I've kept the reason to myself, unless it has been necessary to explain to certain friends. But maybe the time has come to simply be open about it.
I was worried that if people knew, they might treat me different, even though it really shouldn't make any difference in a place like this, where our interaction is textual. But in the year or more that I've been here, I've told a few friends, and with their support in showing me that it doesn't matter, I've decided to be open about it.
About 6 years ago now, I was out riding a 4 wheeler with some friends of my brother in law. We were all taking turns trying to make it up and over the top of this dirt bank that curved up almost vertical at the very top. I admit it was a typical stupid redneck thing to do, looking back on it. And to make it worse, I felt that as the only female, I had to try to out ride the guys.
I watched each one as they took their turns. A couple actually made it, but most got so far up and stalled, then turned back down the bank. Well, it seemed to me that if they just had a little more momentum when they got to that point, they could surge up and over. So when it was my turn, I had a strategy to go as far as I could, then stand up and lean forward over the handlebars to throw my weight out in front.
So when my turn came, I gunned the motor and gave it everything I could. I felt it when it stalled. The rear wheels were spinning and slipping in the dirt that had loosened from the other riders. I threw my body forward over the handlebars like I planned, but didn't take into account that I was nearly perpendicular at the time. My weight overbalanced the quad, and it pivoted on it's rear wheels, flipping over on me end over end down the hill.
It was stupid, I know. Famous redneck last words: 'Hey y'all, watch this!' Anyhow, the handlebars of the 4 wheeler came up under my helmet and crushed my neck and collar bone, messed up my upper back, crushed my larynx and left me scarred up and about 90% functionally mute.
I can manage to talk some, in a scratchy whisper, but it hurts to do it. So mostly I'm just quiet. That's why I've commented here on others' voices, but haven't posted anything of my own. When I wrote those things for Britwitch to read in her sexy accent, it was like my words had a voice. Thank you, Britwitch. It meant a lot to me. And it was damn sexy too!
I thought that was as close as I could get to having something posted here, but recently in fulfilling a special request for certain friends, I realized that I could record other sounds than talking, and it actually didn't sound horrible to me. I was nervous about sharing it with them, but they've all been very supportive and kind to me.
So now I've worked up the nerve to share it with others. It's a very personal thing, but there is also a certain anonymity in this setting. At least that's what I keep telling myself to keep my nerve up to post this.
Well, here goes.
http://soundcloud.com/thyri72/voiceclip-1/s-8xeeF
Some have messaged me privately to ask why I comment in this thread, but never post anything. I've kept the reason to myself, unless it has been necessary to explain to certain friends. But maybe the time has come to simply be open about it.
I was worried that if people knew, they might treat me different, even though it really shouldn't make any difference in a place like this, where our interaction is textual. But in the year or more that I've been here, I've told a few friends, and with their support in showing me that it doesn't matter, I've decided to be open about it.
About 6 years ago now, I was out riding a 4 wheeler with some friends of my brother in law. We were all taking turns trying to make it up and over the top of this dirt bank that curved up almost vertical at the very top. I admit it was a typical stupid redneck thing to do, looking back on it. And to make it worse, I felt that as the only female, I had to try to out ride the guys.
I watched each one as they took their turns. A couple actually made it, but most got so far up and stalled, then turned back down the bank. Well, it seemed to me that if they just had a little more momentum when they got to that point, they could surge up and over. So when it was my turn, I had a strategy to go as far as I could, then stand up and lean forward over the handlebars to throw my weight out in front.
So when my turn came, I gunned the motor and gave it everything I could. I felt it when it stalled. The rear wheels were spinning and slipping in the dirt that had loosened from the other riders. I threw my body forward over the handlebars like I planned, but didn't take into account that I was nearly perpendicular at the time. My weight overbalanced the quad, and it pivoted on it's rear wheels, flipping over on me end over end down the hill.
It was stupid, I know. Famous redneck last words: 'Hey y'all, watch this!' Anyhow, the handlebars of the 4 wheeler came up under my helmet and crushed my neck and collar bone, messed up my upper back, crushed my larynx and left me scarred up and about 90% functionally mute.
I can manage to talk some, in a scratchy whisper, but it hurts to do it. So mostly I'm just quiet. That's why I've commented here on others' voices, but haven't posted anything of my own. When I wrote those things for Britwitch to read in her sexy accent, it was like my words had a voice. Thank you, Britwitch. It meant a lot to me. And it was damn sexy too!
I thought that was as close as I could get to having something posted here, but recently in fulfilling a special request for certain friends, I realized that I could record other sounds than talking, and it actually didn't sound horrible to me. I was nervous about sharing it with them, but they've all been very supportive and kind to me.
So now I've worked up the nerve to share it with others. It's a very personal thing, but there is also a certain anonymity in this setting. At least that's what I keep telling myself to keep my nerve up to post this.
Well, here goes.
http://soundcloud.com/thyri72/voiceclip-1/s-8xeeF
Some have messaged me privately to ask why I comment in this thread, but never post anything. I've kept the reason to myself, unless it has been necessary to explain to certain friends. But maybe the time has come to simply be open about it.
I was worried that if people knew, they might treat me different, even though it really shouldn't make any difference in a place like this, where our interaction is textual. But in the year or more that I've been here, I've told a few friends, and with their support in showing me that it doesn't matter, I've decided to be open about it.
About 6 years ago now, I was out riding a 4 wheeler with some friends of my brother in law. We were all taking turns trying to make it up and over the top of this dirt bank that curved up almost vertical at the very top. I admit it was a typical stupid redneck thing to do, looking back on it. And to make it worse, I felt that as the only female, I had to try to out ride the guys.
I watched each one as they took their turns. A couple actually made it, but most got so far up and stalled, then turned back down the bank. Well, it seemed to me that if they just had a little more momentum when they got to that point, they could surge up and over. So when it was my turn, I had a strategy to go as far as I could, then stand up and lean forward over the handlebars to throw my weight out in front.
So when my turn came, I gunned the motor and gave it everything I could. I felt it when it stalled. The rear wheels were spinning and slipping in the dirt that had loosened from the other riders. I threw my body forward over the handlebars like I planned, but didn't take into account that I was nearly perpendicular at the time. My weight overbalanced the quad, and it pivoted on it's rear wheels, flipping over on me end over end down the hill.
It was stupid, I know. Famous redneck last words: 'Hey y'all, watch this!' Anyhow, the handlebars of the 4 wheeler came up under my helmet and crushed my neck and collar bone, messed up my upper back, crushed my larynx and left me scarred up and about 90% functionally mute.
I can manage to talk some, in a scratchy whisper, but it hurts to do it. So mostly I'm just quiet. That's why I've commented here on others' voices, but haven't posted anything of my own. When I wrote those things for Britwitch to read in her sexy accent, it was like my words had a voice. Thank you, Britwitch. It meant a lot to me. And it was damn sexy too!
I thought that was as close as I could get to having something posted here, but recently in fulfilling a special request for certain friends, I realized that I could record other sounds than talking, and it actually didn't sound horrible to me. I was nervous about sharing it with them, but they've all been very supportive and kind to me.
So now I've worked up the nerve to share it with others. It's a very personal thing, but there is also a certain anonymity in this setting. At least that's what I keep telling myself to keep my nerve up to post this.
Well, here goes.
http://soundcloud.com/thyri72/voiceclip-1/s-8xeeF
After reading that, Thyri, I completely understand... And I'm sure there's a number of folk who appreciate the way you decided to leave a little note for them anyway.
I also wanted to put up an apology I recorded.
Some have messaged me privately to ask why I comment in this thread, but never post anything. I've kept the reason to myself, unless it has been necessary to explain to certain friends. But maybe the time has come to simply be open about it.
I was worried that if people knew, they might treat me different, even though it really shouldn't make any difference in a place like this, where our interaction is textual. But in the year or more that I've been here, I've told a few friends, and with their support in showing me that it doesn't matter, I've decided to be open about it.
About 6 years ago now, I was out riding a 4 wheeler with some friends of my brother in law. We were all taking turns trying to make it up and over the top of this dirt bank that curved up almost vertical at the very top. I admit it was a typical stupid redneck thing to do, looking back on it. And to make it worse, I felt that as the only female, I had to try to out ride the guys.
I watched each one as they took their turns. A couple actually made it, but most got so far up and stalled, then turned back down the bank. Well, it seemed to me that if they just had a little more momentum when they got to that point, they could surge up and over. So when it was my turn, I had a strategy to go as far as I could, then stand up and lean forward over the handlebars to throw my weight out in front.
So when my turn came, I gunned the motor and gave it everything I could. I felt it when it stalled. The rear wheels were spinning and slipping in the dirt that had loosened from the other riders. I threw my body forward over the handlebars like I planned, but didn't take into account that I was nearly perpendicular at the time. My weight overbalanced the quad, and it pivoted on it's rear wheels, flipping over on me end over end down the hill.
It was stupid, I know. Famous redneck last words: 'Hey y'all, watch this!' Anyhow, the handlebars of the 4 wheeler came up under my helmet and crushed my neck and collar bone, messed up my upper back, crushed my larynx and left me scarred up and about 90% functionally mute.
I can manage to talk some, in a scratchy whisper, but it hurts to do it. So mostly I'm just quiet. That's why I've commented here on others' voices, but haven't posted anything of my own. When I wrote those things for Britwitch to read in her sexy accent, it was like my words had a voice. Thank you, Britwitch. It meant a lot to me. And it was damn sexy too!
I thought that was as close as I could get to having something posted here, but recently in fulfilling a special request for certain friends, I realized that I could record other sounds than talking, and it actually didn't sound horrible to me. I was nervous about sharing it with them, but they've all been very supportive and kind to me.
So now I've worked up the nerve to share it with others. It's a very personal thing, but there is also a certain anonymity in this setting. At least that's what I keep telling myself to keep my nerve up to post this.
Well, here goes.
http://soundcloud.com/thyri72/voiceclip-1/s-8xeeF
*so proud of a brave Dream, covering her in kisses*
Smiles happily and pounces Thyri, kissing her sweetly.
I love it..absolutely love it. Thank you for posting it! That, like...made my day.![]()
Thyri, I think you sounded gorgeous.![]()
Thank you for giving me such amazingly sexy things to read, lovely lady, the fact that you let me read them for you means even more now!
And damn, that was a bloody fine set of sounds
hugs and kisses the Elven one soundly
Many many loves, sexy elf
Some have messaged me privately to ask why I comment in this thread, but never post anything. I've kept the reason to myself, unless it has been necessary to explain to certain friends. But maybe the time has come to simply be open about it.
I was worried that if people knew, they might treat me different, even though it really shouldn't make any difference in a place like this, where our interaction is textual. But in the year or more that I've been here, I've told a few friends, and with their support in showing me that it doesn't matter, I've decided to be open about it.
About 6 years ago now, I was out riding a 4 wheeler with some friends of my brother in law. We were all taking turns trying to make it up and over the top of this dirt bank that curved up almost vertical at the very top. I admit it was a typical stupid redneck thing to do, looking back on it. And to make it worse, I felt that as the only female, I had to try to out ride the guys.
I watched each one as they took their turns. A couple actually made it, but most got so far up and stalled, then turned back down the bank. Well, it seemed to me that if they just had a little more momentum when they got to that point, they could surge up and over. So when it was my turn, I had a strategy to go as far as I could, then stand up and lean forward over the handlebars to throw my weight out in front.
So when my turn came, I gunned the motor and gave it everything I could. I felt it when it stalled. The rear wheels were spinning and slipping in the dirt that had loosened from the other riders. I threw my body forward over the handlebars like I planned, but didn't take into account that I was nearly perpendicular at the time. My weight overbalanced the quad, and it pivoted on it's rear wheels, flipping over on me end over end down the hill.
It was stupid, I know. Famous redneck last words: 'Hey y'all, watch this!' Anyhow, the handlebars of the 4 wheeler came up under my helmet and crushed my neck and collar bone, messed up my upper back, crushed my larynx and left me scarred up and about 90% functionally mute.
I can manage to talk some, in a scratchy whisper, but it hurts to do it. So mostly I'm just quiet. That's why I've commented here on others' voices, but haven't posted anything of my own. When I wrote those things for Britwitch to read in her sexy accent, it was like my words had a voice. Thank you, Britwitch. It meant a lot to me. And it was damn sexy too!
I thought that was as close as I could get to having something posted here, but recently in fulfilling a special request for certain friends, I realized that I could record other sounds than talking, and it actually didn't sound horrible to me. I was nervous about sharing it with them, but they've all been very supportive and kind to me.
So now I've worked up the nerve to share it with others. It's a very personal thing, but there is also a certain anonymity in this setting. At least that's what I keep telling myself to keep my nerve up to post this.
Well, here goes.
http://soundcloud.com/thyri72/voiceclip-1/s-8xeeF
Prove it![]()
Heheheh, Let's just allow this revelation to stand for a while before I work up the nerve to go there.![]()
Well....ok....then.....
I'm the same - I don't really like my tail! It's just one of those things I have to overcome