Have you all heard the latest news? "Citibank fired a woman because she was too hot!"
Can you imagine this quote?
"As a result of her tall stature, coupled with her curvaceous figure,” this woman was told "she should not wear classic high-heeled business shoes, as this purportedly drew attention to her body in a manner that was upsetting to her easily distracted male managers."
"It's like saying that we can't think anymore 'cause our penises are standing up—and we cannot think about you except in a sexual manner—and we can't look at you without wanting to have sexual intercourse with you. And it's up to you, gorgeous woman, to lessen your appeal so that we can focus!"
Well, I have a friend that has these supersized boobs. And she loves to flaunt her supersized boobs with low cut blouses. After all there’s this saying, “When you have it, flaunt it”.
Now am thinking, lucky she’s not working in Citibank. Don’t think any men can work in the office with her around especially if they are conducting a meeting. I remembered how she would sit her supersized boobs very neatly on the table. And I used to see men stealing glances at that pair of supersized boobs when they think no one’s looking.
In normal circumstances, we all know that having extraordinary good look is an advantage to any men and women. Even babies know it. Babies gaze longer on pretty faces, and even us, would gugu and gaga over cute pretty babies.
Not only that, a study by the Federal Reserve Bank of St. Louis in 2005, confirmed that good-looking people and tall people are better paid then plain ordinary Jane.
So it is rather unusual that this woman was been fired because she’s too sexy!
Does this means that all those extraordinary good looking, sexy women with all the right curves should not flaunt their assets just so that men can manage their libidos?
For more on this article, copy and paste this link:
http://www.businessinsider.com/debrahlee-lorenzana-citi-2010-6#ixzz0pmfxG9P4
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/06/opinion/06dowd.html?hp
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Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Expression of Love (Part 2)
Remember my blog dated Dec 7, 2009 titled EXPRESSION OF LOVE . The poem was titled 'WHITE SUGAR'. And it reads:
White sugar, white sugar
Give me your lips.
Then give me your tongue,
Then give me your drips.
You are my possession,
Open your holes
To hot semen jets
When I take control.
White sugar, white sugar
Give me your tits.
I'll suck your nipples
Each time you submit.
Lay down, spread wide, prepare
love tunnel slut.
Your butterfly wings
Will flutter on nuts.
White sugar, white sugar,
Give me your heart.
I have your body,
Now soul must impart.
My candy orgasm
cums so abrupt.
Sweet love envelopes,
each time we erupt.
To put the story right, the author wrote this with genuine intent based on his feelings at that moment, feelings of love for his girl. I suppose most of us (or I am) are so used to the normal expression of love, the usual 'I want you', 'I need you', 'I can't wait to see you', etc, that we are just not used to this very vocal, erotic and poetic way of expressing one's love.
Desire, lust and intimacy are very much a part of love, and this erotic poem prove that sex between two people very much in love with each other, can be the most beautiful and natural thing in the universe.
The receipient of this poem obviously love it as it was written for her, with that intensity of a passionate love. And I titled it 'Expression of Love' as it geniunely was another way of expressing one's love on that moment.
Well, this poem here equates how I feel for my own love.
LOVE, DESIRE AND LUSTS
A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.
Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
You began your work on my lips,
Probing gently as if drawing sex,
From a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the floor became the stage.
You moved atop of me easily,
And lowered yourself gently.
Kissing me as I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss,
Your hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from my forehead, then became entangled.
Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your blows.
You left me screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you,
Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control.
The taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry of mercy,
When my teeth met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
You moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
As you collapsed on top of me,
Still hot and burning,
And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
Should you seek my gifts again.
White sugar, white sugar
Give me your lips.
Then give me your tongue,
Then give me your drips.
You are my possession,
Open your holes
To hot semen jets
When I take control.
White sugar, white sugar
Give me your tits.
I'll suck your nipples
Each time you submit.
Lay down, spread wide, prepare
love tunnel slut.
Your butterfly wings
Will flutter on nuts.
White sugar, white sugar,
Give me your heart.
I have your body,
Now soul must impart.
My candy orgasm
cums so abrupt.
Sweet love envelopes,
each time we erupt.
To put the story right, the author wrote this with genuine intent based on his feelings at that moment, feelings of love for his girl. I suppose most of us (or I am) are so used to the normal expression of love, the usual 'I want you', 'I need you', 'I can't wait to see you', etc, that we are just not used to this very vocal, erotic and poetic way of expressing one's love.
Desire, lust and intimacy are very much a part of love, and this erotic poem prove that sex between two people very much in love with each other, can be the most beautiful and natural thing in the universe.
The receipient of this poem obviously love it as it was written for her, with that intensity of a passionate love. And I titled it 'Expression of Love' as it geniunely was another way of expressing one's love on that moment.
Well, this poem here equates how I feel for my own love.
LOVE, DESIRE AND LUSTS
A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.
Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
You began your work on my lips,
Probing gently as if drawing sex,
From a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the floor became the stage.
You moved atop of me easily,
And lowered yourself gently.
Kissing me as I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss,
Your hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from my forehead, then became entangled.
Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your blows.
You left me screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you,
Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control.
The taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry of mercy,
When my teeth met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
You moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
As you collapsed on top of me,
Still hot and burning,
And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
Should you seek my gifts again.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Tiger Woods' affairs are excusable?
So what do you all think about Tiger Woods' action and his recent apology? Someone explained to me Tiger's theory in doing what he did. That he can't be blamed for having different girls at different port. Mainly because wife is not with him, now having to look after the children. And Tiger needs to distress himself before game, as he plays better after sex. And with his schedule of flying from one country to another so frequently, how many times would he had chance to have sex with his wife. So that's why it's excusable for Tiger to find other girls to release himself!
It's an interesting theory and even if it's excusable for his action but then his choice of girls certainly aren't very impressive. Maybe that's why it seems like Tiger needs Elin more then she needs him.
So what do you all think of this theory? Is it excusable for man to cheat on wife/partner just because the wife/partner is not available when he's in need of sex? Would you forgive your partner if he/she confesses one day that he/she’s so horny that he/she just have to cheat because you are not there?
I think most Asian wives know that having 'girlfriend(s)' are common amongst the successful businessmen. And for some, they would turn a blind eye to this affair, as long it doesn't rock her comfort zone. But then to have up to 19 or more girlfriends, I would see it as making a laughing stock out of the wife.
http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/reactions-to-tigers-speech-divided-along-gender-lines--1004
It's an interesting theory and even if it's excusable for his action but then his choice of girls certainly aren't very impressive. Maybe that's why it seems like Tiger needs Elin more then she needs him.
So what do you all think of this theory? Is it excusable for man to cheat on wife/partner just because the wife/partner is not available when he's in need of sex? Would you forgive your partner if he/she confesses one day that he/she’s so horny that he/she just have to cheat because you are not there?
I think most Asian wives know that having 'girlfriend(s)' are common amongst the successful businessmen. And for some, they would turn a blind eye to this affair, as long it doesn't rock her comfort zone. But then to have up to 19 or more girlfriends, I would see it as making a laughing stock out of the wife.
http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/reactions-to-tigers-speech-divided-along-gender-lines--1004
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Do your mind wonders when you are having sex?
This article 'In praise of slow sex' brings to mind a story that my friend once told me. She was having sex with her man when she suddenly notices a cobweb at the corner of the ceiling as his man was humping away in ecstasy at her. And she forgot, and said, "there's a cobweb". You can guess what happens next. Although I had to add that my friend is a 'clean freak'. Does that make it excusable?
So do your mind wonders when you are having sex? Like absentmindedly think of what you have to do next, the amount of clothes you need to iron, the project paper you have to finish, the dishes you need to wash, or the interesting conversation you just had with your friend. Or would you have answer the phone when it rings while you are having sex? Well if your mind does wonders and you do pick up the phone when you are having sex, there are two conclusions drawn by the author:
(1) The man probably needs to brush up on his sexual technique.
(2) Or our behavior reveals something alarming about the way we live nowadays.
I would think it's the latter. These days, we are chasing time to do so many things. In addition to commitments to our work, our family, we also want to be in all the latest trends that are happening all around us. So we try to juggle as many activities as possible, we go to gym, to facial, to massage, to yoga, to do charity, we read the latest book, watch the latest movie, be seen in the latest socialite cafes and we signed up in all the social media sites. Not only that, we buy the latest blackberry or the iphone, we tweet daily so as to keep ourselves updated every second, every minute of the day. To the point that "we even have to put our mobile phone next to our bed when we are getting ready for sex," said one of my friends.
So do you have any incidents to share when you are having sex or stories to tell? Or do you already realized this and are now taking time to enjoy sex, to be more mindful of the present. Share your views.
Read more at: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/carl-honore/in-praise-of-slow-sex_b_322026.html
So do your mind wonders when you are having sex? Like absentmindedly think of what you have to do next, the amount of clothes you need to iron, the project paper you have to finish, the dishes you need to wash, or the interesting conversation you just had with your friend. Or would you have answer the phone when it rings while you are having sex? Well if your mind does wonders and you do pick up the phone when you are having sex, there are two conclusions drawn by the author:
(1) The man probably needs to brush up on his sexual technique.
(2) Or our behavior reveals something alarming about the way we live nowadays.
I would think it's the latter. These days, we are chasing time to do so many things. In addition to commitments to our work, our family, we also want to be in all the latest trends that are happening all around us. So we try to juggle as many activities as possible, we go to gym, to facial, to massage, to yoga, to do charity, we read the latest book, watch the latest movie, be seen in the latest socialite cafes and we signed up in all the social media sites. Not only that, we buy the latest blackberry or the iphone, we tweet daily so as to keep ourselves updated every second, every minute of the day. To the point that "we even have to put our mobile phone next to our bed when we are getting ready for sex," said one of my friends.
So do you have any incidents to share when you are having sex or stories to tell? Or do you already realized this and are now taking time to enjoy sex, to be more mindful of the present. Share your views.
Read more at: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/carl-honore/in-praise-of-slow-sex_b_322026.html
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