*True Confessions*

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SecretScribe said:
I have not checked it out. As you might have noticed ... I've been somewhat reclusive ;)

Do give it a look see; I think you will enjoy it. Tuesday night a bunch of us college employees got together for a 4th of July party and we had a blast. Food, drink, fireworks, pod races and dancing - all had a virtually wonderful time. Big businesses (IBM, Sony, etc.) all have a presence there, and more coming everyday. People actually make a RL living from sales/services - and we are talking 6 figures here, hardly chump change.
 
A Great Dog Story

Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't and you may even decide you need one!

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a real character. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing.

Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.

It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her she was going to die of this disease....in fact, she was just sure it was fatal. She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders.

The night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought struck her...what would happen to Lucky? Although
the three-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog through and through. If I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him. The thought made her sadder than thinking of her own death.

The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, whining and miserable.

Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. When she arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and left her to nap.

Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she called. It made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed.

When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. She couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. But panic soon gave way to laughter when Mary realized the problem. She was covered, literally blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned! While she had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the basement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite things in life. He had covered her with his love.

Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, walking further and further together every day.

It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure.

Remember....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessing from God. And never forget....the people who make a difference in our lives are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care for us
 
InLust said:
WaaaaHooooooooo! :nana: :nana: :nana:

I am officially employed!!!!!!!!! Who'd a thunk I'd be working for the same institution that has driven me batty over the past 3 years ?


Sorry to be so slow. Have been out of town.

Congratulations!!!!!! :rose:
Go for the best! And a little irony in life can be a good thing!! :nana: :nana:
 
InLust said:
Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't and you may even decide you need one!

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a real character. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing.

Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.

It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her she was going to die of this disease....in fact, she was just sure it was fatal. She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders.

The night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought struck her...what would happen to Lucky? Although
the three-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog through and through. If I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him. The thought made her sadder than thinking of her own death.

The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, whining and miserable.

Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. When she arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and left her to nap.

Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she called. It made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed.

When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. She couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. But panic soon gave way to laughter when Mary realized the problem. She was covered, literally blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned! While she had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the basement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite things in life. He had covered her with his love.

Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, walking further and further together every day.

It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure.

Remember....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessing from God. And never forget....the people who make a difference in our lives are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care for us

Beautiful. Thank you. :rose:
 
Confessions

I continue to miss my D.

I have not cum in forever, I have obeyed.

I have to meet my D's desires, and I enjoy doing it.

I really love summer, but hate the rain this year. Even the ducks are beginning to look for the ark.

I LOVE sex, and miss it.

My new jewelry is fabulous.

Hope all are well, and had a great 4th. I did.

:heart: Leia
 
PrincessLeia said:
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confessions
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Hello Leia! I don't believe we've met but let me extend my belated greetings at this time :) I know this sounds rather strange given the name of this thread, but it is ... well ... just right to see confessions here! Many of those who have haunted this pages for long find that their issuance of confessions decreases drastically after a while ... and the number of posts that are simply socializing increases greatly. Of course some of the drop-off is attributable to the fact that they have already confessed all that they have ever done (and for that matter much that they never did ... heck I've confessed to being a member of the Kennedy assassination conspiracy on four separate occaisions despite the fact that I hadn't even entered grade school at the time (I was a very forward child ;))

very pleased to meet you Princess Leia! Everybody calls me SS (well ... there are a few malcontents who are more colorful). I think you have motivated me to confess myself a little later today. Jewelz always said that confession is good for the soul.

Speaking of which ... when was the last time our Confessor Emeritus was sited?
 
PrincessLeia said:
Sorry to be so slow. Have been out of town.

Congratulations!!!!!! :rose:
Go for the best! And a little irony in life can be a good thing!! :nana: :nana:

Actually you wished me luck on one of the interviews and I'm sure that is what gave me the edge over the 100 others who applied ;) But thanks for this too!

The frosting on the cake would be if I get my old buddy Mr. Anal....he is such a technophobic :)
 
SecretScribe said:
heck I've confessed to being a member of the Kennedy assassination conspiracy on four separate occaisions despite the fact that I hadn't even entered grade school at the time (I was a very forward child ;))

*Giggle*, *snicker*, giggle*.............Ok ;)
 
SecretScribe said:
Hello Leia! I don't believe we've met but let me extend my belated greetings at this time :) I know this sounds rather strange given the name of this thread, but it is ... well ... just right to see confessions here! Many of those who have haunted this pages for long find that their issuance of confessions decreases drastically after a while ... and the number of posts that are simply socializing increases greatly. Of course some of the drop-off is attributable to the fact that they have already confessed all that they have ever done (and for that matter much that they never did ... heck I've confessed to being a member of the Kennedy assassination conspiracy on four separate occaisions despite the fact that I hadn't even entered grade school at the time (I was a very forward child ;))

very pleased to meet you Princess Leia! Everybody calls me SS (well ... there are a few malcontents who are more colorful). I think you have motivated me to confess myself a little later today. Jewelz always said that confession is good for the soul.

Speaking of which ... when was the last time our Confessor Emeritus was sited?

Hello SS,

Thank you for gracious welcome. I hope to continue in life so that I will always have things to confess :D Both good and naughty of course.

InLust,
You are more than welcome. {{Hug}}. I hope it goes better than expected.

Good morning to all! :rose:

Leia
 
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Tidbits

Q: Why are many coin banks shaped like pigs?
A: Long ago, dishes and cookware in Europe were made of a dense orange clay called "pygg". When people saved coins in jars made of this clay, the jars became known as "pygg banks." When an English potter misunderstood the word, he made a bank that resembled a pig. And it caught on.

Q: Did you ever wonder why dimes, quarters and half dollars have notches, while pennies and nickels do not?
A: The US Mint began putting notches on the edges of coins containing gold and silver to discourage holders from shaving off small quantities of the precious metals. Dimes, quarters and half dollars are notched because they used to contain silver. Pennies and nickels aren't notched because the metals they contain are not valuable enough to shave.

Q: Why do men's clothes have buttons on the right while women's clothes have buttons on the left?
A: When buttons were invented, they were very expensive and worn primarily by the rich. Because wealthy women were dressed by maids, dressmakers put the buttons on the maid's right. Since most people are right-handed, it is easier to push buttons on the right through holes on the left. And that's where women's buttons have remained since.

Q: Why do X's at the end of a letter signify kisses?
A: In the Middle Ages, when many people were unable to read or write, documents were often signed using an X. Kissing the X represented an oath to fulfill obligations specified in the document. The X and the kiss eventually became synonymous.

Q: Why is shifting responsibility to someone else called "passing the buck"?
A: In card games, it was once customary to pass an item, called a buck, from player to player to indicate whose turn it was to deal. If a player did not wish to assume the responsibility, he would "pass the buck" to the next player.

Q: Why do people clink their glasses before drinking a toast?
A: It used to be common for someone to try to kill an enemy by offering him a poisoned drink. To prove to a guest that a drink was safe, it became customary for a guest to pour a small amount of his drink into the glass of the host. Both men would drink it simultaneously. When a guest trusted his host, he would then just touch or clink the host's glass with his own.

Q: Why are people in the public eye said to be "in the limelight"?
A: Invented in 1825, limelight was used in lighthouses and stage lighting by burning a cylinder of lime which produced a brilliant light. In the theater, performers on stage "in the limelight" were seen by the audience to be the center of attention.

Q: Why do ships and aircraft in trouble use "mayday"as their call for help?

A: This comes from the French word m'aidez -meaning "help me" -- and it is pronounced "mayday."

Q: Why is someone who is feeling great "on cloud nine"?
A: Types of clouds are numbered according to the altitudes they attain, with nine being the highest cloud. If someone is said to be on cloud nine, that person is floating well above worldly cares.

Q: Why are zero scores in tennis called "love?"
A: In France , where tennis first became popular, a big, round zero on the scoreboard looked like an egg and was called "l'oeuf," which is French for "egg." When tennis was introduced in the US, Americans pronounced it "love."

Q: In golf, where did the term "Caddie" come from?
A: When Mary, later Queen of Scots, went to France as a young girl (for education & survival), Louis, King of France, learned that she loved the Scot game "golf." So he had the first golf course outside of Scotland built for her enjoyment. To make sure she was properly chaperoned (and guarded) while she played, Louis hired cadets from a military school to accompany her. Mary liked this a lot and when she returned to Scotland (not a very good idea in the long run), she took the practice with her. In French the word cadet is pronounced 'ca- day'.
 
confessions

  • I'm not liking this month so far. :cool:
  • Still finding it hard to accept myself the way I am, yet not being able to make positive changes so far. :rose:
  • Wishing it were winter already. ;)
  • Oman is a handsome, caring angel. :heart:
 
SecretScribe said:
*puckering* (with great anticipation!!!)
*thinking* ... "ummm ... didn't sorta get married a while back?"
*background music begins to get louder ... and scarier*
*remembering* ... "un huh ... she did ... and I remember that he was a 98 pound weakling ... NOT!!!"
*a wonderful kiss*
*that damn background music ...*
*arms entwining*
*somewhere a door slams*
*!!!* "Ummmm ... Sorta?" (breaking the kiss)
*Sorrow* (for the end of the kiss)
*fear* (for the on-coming heavy footsteps)
*shame* ( for the, ummm, accident ....)

...

...

"Sorta, you know I love you dearly :rose: :kiss: :rose: ... and I've been waiting literally years for that kiss :nana: ... and quite obviously the list starts right here (and I'd really, really like to know the specific contents of that list :devil: ...)"
...

"but do you think there is any way to avoid ending that list with my broken and battered (though justifiably abused) body? :rolleyes: "

*flee the oncoming husband!!*
*exit, stage left*
*can't stop giggling* How am I to kiss you properly with all this giggling!?

Ok, I've been thinking about this predicament. As you know, I too have been waiting years for that kiss and I wouldn't want to place you in harm's way just when my wish were to come true...so the only solution I can see, for this list to commence is to bring along a video camera. If we are also feeding my crazy Italian's (did I mention he's a crazy NY Italian?) voyeuristic kink I think we may just be safe. Think it'll work? :kiss:

ps I've missed you

pps the wonderful Miss Jewelz is doing lovely, probably still recouping from a great beach vacation last week. She really should stop in, damnit!!
 
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I like sexually teasing myself even though i give in really quickly

I'm looking for something I'm sure i will never find

i'm still a virgin
 
DaydreamBeliever said:
I like sexually teasing myself even though i give in really quickly

I'm looking for something I'm sure i will never find

i'm still a virgin
Welcome!

I agree, teasing rocks. :)
 
It is soooooooo nice to see things picking up around here, da place was on life support for much too long :(

A Big TC Welcome to all the new posters :nana:

A Big Hug to all of the MIA's returning :rose:

Anyone heard from NG of late?
 
sortacurious said:
If we are also feeding my crazy Italian's (did I mention he's a crazy NY Italian?) voyeuristic kink I think we may just be safe. Think it'll work? :kiss:

pps the wonderful Miss Jewelz is doing lovely, probably still recouping from a great beach vacation last week. She really should stop in, damnit!!

.....May I get in line for a kiss from you too??? ;)

And because you cursed, I came in. damnit! The beach vacation was fabulous BUT am still mourning the cancellation of our week visit with you & danny. ugh. soon though. soon. call soon, my girl.


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HI EVERYONE! Remember me? ;)
 
Nice to see old TC'ers!!! {{{{{{{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

Nice to see new ones, too!!! :rose::rose:
 
I will never hear church bells ringing again without smiling...

Upon hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95-year-old grandmother and comfort her. When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied, "He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning."

Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that 2 people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble.

"Oh no, my dear," replied granny. "Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the
Ding and out on the Dong."

She paused to wipe away a tear, and continued, "He'd still be alive, too, if the ice cream truck hadn't come along."
 
Good week

Hello and good week to all!

Had an incredibly busy weekend, and have spent today catching up. Although I think the laundry multipled all day long. <giggle>

I must confess I still have a love hate relationship with my job. It is forever fluid and changing, but sometimes it changes and I haven't figured out the last one.

I love being alone sometime. Tonight is one of those times. Just me and my laptop, and a glass of wine. What more could a girl want? Yes I know.

Glad to see you all on over the weekend. I must catch up with my reading.

Leia :rose:
 
*confessions*

*i am feeling very vulnerable right now
*i am feeling empowered right now as well
*i am feeling a multitude of things actually.... lonely, worried, stressed, excited, passionate, anxious, abandoned, unimportant, loved, fat, pretty, ugly....
*some things still haunt me on days i least expect them to
*healing....ever healing
*desperately seeking connection
*really could use a yummy cocktail right about now
*wondering what some old TCers are up to and how they are doing
*need sleep... it sucks not sleeping well.
*feeling very ...um...hot tonight.. *meow*
*do you see me sc...i posted! again! *wry grin*
 
Sleeping Beauty, Tom Thumb, and Quasimodo were all talking one day.

Sleeping Beauty said, "I believe myself to be the most beautiful girl in the world."

Tom Thumb said, "I must be the smallest person in the world."

Quasimodo said, "I absolutely have to be the ugliest person in the world."

So they all decided to go to the Guinness Book of World Records to have their claims verified.

Sleeping Beauty went in first and came out looking deliriously happy. "It's official, I AM the most beautiful girl in the world. It's soooo great."

Tom Thumb went next and emerged triumphant, "I am now officially the smallest person in the world. I'm soooo excited."

Sometime later, Quasimodo comes out looking utterly confused and says, "Who the #$%@ is Rosie O'Donnell?"
 
Once upon a time..

Once upon a time, and far, far away lived a beautiful queen with voluptuous breasts. Nick the Dragon slayer knew that the penalty for his desire would be death should he try to touch them. The king was a very jealous man.

One day Nick revealed his secret desire to his colleague, Horatio the Physician, who was the king's chief doctor. Horatio the Physician exclaimed that he could arrange for Nick the Dragon Slayer to satisfy his desire, but it would cost him 1,000 gold coins to arrange it. Without pause, Nick the Dragon Slayer readily agreed to the scheme.

The next day, Horatio the Physician made a batch of itching powder and poured a litt le bit into the queen's brassiere while she bathed. Soon after she dressed, the itching commenced and grew intense. Upon being summoned to the royal chambers to address this incident, Horatio the Physician informed the king and queen that only special saliva, if applied for four hours, would cure this type of itch, and that tests had shown that only the saliva of Nick the Dragon Slayer would work as the cure for the itch.

The king quickly summoned Nick the Dragon Slayer. Horatio the Physician then slipped Nick the Dragon Slayer the antidote for the itching powder, which he quickly put into his mouth, and for the next four hours, Nick worked passionately on the queen's voluptuous and magnificent breasts.

The queen's itching was eventually relieved, and Nick the Dragon Slayer left satisfied and touted as a hero.

Upon returning to his chamber, Nick the Dragon Slayer found Horatio the Physician demanding his payment of 1, 000 gold coins. With his obsession now satisfied, Nick the Dragon Slayer couldn't have cared less and, knowing that Horatio the Physician could never report this matter to the king, with a laugh just told him to get lost.

The next day, Horatio the Physician slipped a massive dose of the same itching powder into the king's underwear . The king immediately summoned Nick the Dragon Slayer...

Moral of the story: Pay your bills! ;)



(hat tip to cb for that one)
 
Jewelz said:
.....May I get in line for a kiss from you too??? ;)

And because you cursed, I came in. damnit! The beach vacation was fabulous BUT am still mourning the cancellation of our week visit with you & danny. ugh. soon though. soon. call soon, my girl.


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HI EVERYONE! Remember me? ;)
Woman!!!! Damn me for not checking this thread again sooner! I love seeing you here. No lines for you, silly girl. Kiss me! :kiss:
Jewelz said:
*confessions*

*i am feeling very vulnerable right now
*i am feeling empowered right now as well
*i am feeling a multitude of things actually.... lonely, worried, stressed, excited, passionate, anxious, abandoned, unimportant, loved, fat, pretty, ugly....
*some things still haunt me on days i least expect them to
*healing....ever healing
*desperately seeking connection
*really could use a yummy cocktail right about now
*wondering what some old TCers are up to and how they are doing
*need sleep... it sucks not sleeping well.
*feeling very ...um...hot tonight.. *meow*
*do you see me sc...i posted! again! *wry grin*
Woohoo - two posts. I love your confessions. Heh, you know I'm calling you...right now! ;)
 
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