 me if a woman was small breasted if she had a nice ass.I moved closer to where she was looking at items on the shelves. She looked at me, smiled and then went back to her shopping. I noticed that she was probably in her mid to late twenties and I assumed by her reaction that she was involved with another person. I moved on passed her but I couldn’t help but check out her ass several more times before I moved on.I headed over to the produce section to pick up some fresh vegetables. While checking out the tomatoes for firmness another woman started türbanlı giresun escort feeling the tomatoes too. I looked at her and she smiled at me and said, “Good morning.””Good morning,” I replied.She was not a pretty woman but she looked very fit. She had coarse blond hair tied in a pony tail and she wore glasses. Her face was thin with a sharp angular look and her nose was little bug for her face. It was cruel of me to think that she looked like a possum. I noticed that she was wearing an engagement ring when she handled a tomato. I smiled, nodded and moved away. She walked passed me and I checked her out again as she seemed somewhat interesting.  I studied her closer and I assumed that she was about 5’6″ and probably weighed about 130 pounds. She was flat chested or at least small breasted under her sweatshirt.   I kept watching her and then I was sure that she was toying with me.  She also would stand tippy toe while reaching for something high and her buttocks would tighten. She had one of those asses that you would want to reach out and touch.  Each time she did something with her ass she looked back at me to see if I was watching.It was difficult for me to understand the display this engaged woman was putting on for me. She was either a tease or she was looking for action. Finally she spoke to me when I was close enough to her. “Hi, I’m Diane,” she said sexily introducing herself.”Hi Diane, I’m Walt,” I returned.”I can see that you like looking at my ass,” she said blatantly.I knew that I blushed when I replied, “Guilty as charged, sorry, I couldn’t help myself. You have a very hot ass.””Thanks! Do you want to hook up somewhere?””Diane, you’re engaged.””Yeah but I need some action. My boyfriend wants to wait to our honeymoon and I am climbing the walls without sex.””You’re not a virgin, are you?””Heavens no but he is a traditionalist and he thinks we should wait. Do you live close?””About a 30 minute drive from here.””What kind of a car do you have?””A SUV.””Perfect, let’s go to your car.”We left our partially filled grocery carts in the store out of the way and headed for the parking lot. Since it was early I had parked close to the store. türbanlı giresun escort bayan Diana and I got in my SUV and I drove to the far end of the parking lot. I put the second row of seats down to make a flat bed in back and we got in the back. I locked the car and between the tinted windows and steady rain it seemed very private. “I have got to see this ass,” I told her and I had her kneel on all fours as I unfastened her jeans and pulled them with her panties down to her knees.It was like unveiling a masterpiece.  It was beautifully shaped and her skin was smooth and flawless.  I lifted her legs as I knelt close to her unfastening my belt and pants.     She trembled in my arms as she seemed to cum for minutes. Her body then went limp and I lowered her back down. I moved in her and I felt her respond.    It took a little longer the second time for her to orgasm but it was just as intense as the first climax. Her body shook and she cried out in ecstasy when she came. I held her to me until she calmed down and then I pulled out of her as she lay back. Then it was time for my prize.I rolled Diane over and pulled her up on all fours.  She grabbed her purse, located her hand lotion and handed it to me. “Here use this,” she rasped.I took the lotion and poured some in my hand.  My finger türbanlı escort giresun went in easy which confirmed my suspicion that she was experienced with anal sex.       She was frigging herself frantically working herself toward an orgasm.  Within minutes I knew that Diane felt the warm fluid being squirted inside her rectum and she immediately started to cum herself.   Diane writhed around and her body arched as another climax of massive proportion tore through her loins.We both collapsed on the folded down seats of my SUV and remained motionless fro several minutes. Eventually we composed ourselves and redressed. Diane scrambled into the passenger seat and I got into the driver’s seat. The cars windows were steamed so we sat in the car until they were clear enough to drive. While we were waiting for the car windows to clear, Diane and I agreed to hook up again. I gave her my address and telephone number.It had started to rain heavy again so I dropped Diane off under the canopy of the grocery store. I parked the car and returned to the store. When I located my grocery cart, I noticed that Diane’s was gone. I finished shopping and I did not see any sign of Diane in the store. I checked out and loaded the groceries in my car and drove home. Later that day while watching a golf tournament on TV I thought of the morning encounter with Diane. Then I thought of the Daily Horoscope I had read earlier.  Our ritual was always the same.  She even came to my place for a finale one week before her wedding. I never saw her again but it was great sex for those four months. Local Directories Achatz Handmade Pie Co.
named Jersey, lots of chickens, geese, rabbits, horses and a pet pig. We drank milk that was only a few hours old that we had to “shake” before pouring because the thick layer of cream rose to the top. We gathered eggs every day and shared with the neighbors. My husband Dave learned at an early age from his mother, Irene to preserve and store vegetables from the garden. He still cans numerous quarts of tomatoes from our garden every summer. As kids we were eating off the land, and little did I realize that we were eating like kings! Dave and I both know what purity tastes like, and our farm life taught us hard work, dedication, and patience. This deep experience is what helped to establish our Core Values here at Achatz Pies; from teaching our next generation of pie makers and passing down traditions, to purchasing and using pure, all-natural ingredients from many local Michigan farms. In 1993, we began selling our pies at local farmers markets and quickly learned that we could barely keep up with demand. Business was booming, so we bought a nearby apple orchard and opened our very first pie shop. Achatz Handmade Pie Company was officially born. Our “family farm” approach means that we take pride in always using the best ingredients and producing the best possible pies. Real pie making is much like running a small family farm; it takes time, patience, hard work, dedication and a whole lot of passion.Joel Klatt sees all of this conference realignment as a positive thing for college sports going forward.
A year after Texas and Oklahoma agreed to join the SEC in 2025, USC and UCLA sent shockwaves across the college landscape when they agreed to join the Big Ten in 2024.
It's a move that no one saw coming and now, everyone is waiting for the next domino to fall.
Klatt thinks that the long-term outlook for fans outside the SEC or Big Ten will turn out well once more moves are made.
"It is incredibly hard to see right now, in particular, if you're team is outside SEC or Big 10, but the long-term outlook for fans is a good one. We will look back on these times as the moves that shaped a better post-season, more quality non-con games, & stronger governance," Klatt tweeted.
Klatt does have a point, especially when it comes to better non-conference games between the Power 5 conferences.
We'll have to wait and see if he'll be right down the line with regards to a better postseason and stronger governance.Life is busy. Most of us find ourselves working, raising families, and using what time we have left to get outdoors. For Brooks Tiller, it's all about the Four H's - Heaven, Home, Health and Hunting.MARILYN MANSON
was featured in last week's Kerrang!
magazine as part of a feature called "How I Wrote...", talking about the inspiration behind the song "The Beautiful People"
.
The Background: Marilyn Manson
: "I write phrases constantly and I have about 15 different notebooks going at the same time. I'll write lots of different things in each book. I have to lay them all out in the same place and pull things from each of them to write a song. I was on tour and I remember recording it on my four-track with Twiggy
[Ramirez
, bass] and my drummer Ginger
in a hotel room. It was somewhere in the South, which is ironic. I remember playing the drum beat on the floor and then having my drummer duplicate that on the drum machine. It happened