TMI -

It’s just a fantasy

1. If your lover was turned on by forced feminization would you participate (giving or receiving)?

*forced feminization is the practice of enforcing activities on a male, which are typically associated with women, to make him submissive.

·         Does my answer count if I already do a lot of that stuff already?  I do most of the laundry, the dishes, I’m in charge of decorating, and, well, if submissive is the same as neutered, then we are well on the way.  The only problem is that apparently, it doesn’t turn her on at all. 

2. When you have sexual dreams or fantasies that are aggressive or cruel, does it worry you?

·         Nope, dreams are just dreams; at least that I tried to tell the court.  It didn’t work.  My only worry was that from 12-18 years old I dreamed about dying young.  The dreams stopped within a month of my 18^th birthday.  I’ve had rape dreams which probably worries those around me more than me, and I’ve had angry dreams where I just figure it’s my psychie blowing off steam.  When the line between dreams and reality begin to blur, and the voices in my head start appearing over my shoulder in my mirror, then I’ll start to worry.  But, let me follow the dream question with the more relevant one….  Are your active fantasies aggressive and cruel?  The ones you make up for yourself, are they the ones you should be worried about?

3. Tell us your hottest filthiest fantasy, right now, in 100 words or less. 

This is the fantasy about your desires that you probably never share, maybe they even go against your morals, or are societal taboos.

She’s blond, bubbly, beautiful, slim, an athlete on a diet and an incurable flirt.  What she just realized, with the help of 50 Shades and my well-placed comments, is that she craves for control, to be controlled.  Her grooming continues slowly as to not scare her away.  Each day another task, wear green to church, pink hip huggers before bed, make him cum, none for yourself, topless at the pool.

Soon she will knock on the door, enter, and kneel as I call her by her new name.  She will be broken, crying, her married tears to mark her graduation.

See, I told you I was "cute".

4. Which super hero would you like to have sex with? Why?

a. Aquaman – Cute, But I don’t swim that way.

b. Superman – Who needs to make comparisons?

c. Wonder Woman – No brainer, have you actually seen her?

d. She-Ra – Who?

5. Knowing there’s a hot young couple in the adjoining hotel room, would you press your ear against the wall to hear the action on the other side?

·         Are you kidding?  That’s why I slipped the front desk clerk the extra $20. 

6. Do you think the lure to live out sexual fantasies or have sex frequently is amplified by technology? Briefly explain.

•  OF COURSE!  Isn't that why we all pay for high-speed broadband?  The dangerous thing about the Internet is that it expands possibilities, even if they are only fantasies...Would I ever have had the guts to ask you to take your top off in person?  Would I talk dirty to a beautiful stranger if I had to do it face-to-face?  Would I have learned to be so bold, so domineering, if we had met over coffee?  Never.  I have met and loved and played with wonderful people over the past 6 years that I never would have met.  My in-person circle of friends is pretty small, and even there i have changed because of my on-line experiences.  i flirt more, i make more eye contact, I seduce even when there can never be consummation of that seduction.  
• I have changed, and I don't want to change back.
  

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Bonus: Describe your fantasy life in three (3) words.

• Rich
• Varied
• Unfullfilled

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Happy TMI Tuesday!

curbside patriotism

Thank you.
Thank you
Thank you......

As I walked down my street last night
I saw flags of kinds and stripes
Some Hung, some fluttered,
some were tattered and torn

But each one made me smile
Each one reminded me
That the Stars and Stripes
Had made me free

(The bad poetry is mine and mine alone)

5 things

Tell me 5

Hers

Bastard

Dinner

Panties

Good Girl

Woman

Mine

Intimacy

Photography

Flesh

Fitness

Cookies

Mine in a pissy mood

Disinfatuation

Disincorporation

Vanishing

Nonexistance

Poof

Tell me 5 things that make you smile…..

Happy Memorial Day Weekend

(I might get to FFF later, I hope.......)

Well, it's early Friday morning, my little one has the day off and is already awake wondering what we can do at 5:47am that is "more fun than reading, and something electronic."

His birthday is on Monday but today he is "King for a Day" where he gets to pick menus, movies, and games to play all day.  Hopefully he'll play my favorite game these days, "Daddy takes a nap."

With him out of school for the long weekend, with nothing planned to get the wife out of the house, with a family BBQ and misc weekend stuff and everyone home on Memorial Day, privacy and opportunity to write will be minimal, so I won't be updating, probably, until next week.

So, have a wonderful day, be grateful for the men and women who fought for your freedoms, the freedom to blog, to think, to write, to love, to live, and to be who you want to be.

If, because of where you live, you don't have those freedoms, you are in our prayers and our hopes extend to you that they will come soon.

On a lighter note, below is the coolest video I have seen in a long time.  Maybe it's only cool to me because I used to be a skydiver, but DANG!!  He landed without a parachute.  Bigger balls than mine.

FFF - That old car smell

100-135
The scent of ......

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The scent of desperation exuded from her underage skin. 

“Get out of the car Michelle”

“Not until you fuck me,” her smile was almost innocent.

“For the 100^th time, NO!” I was exasperated, but hardening, “I’m in no mood for jail today.”

“But you want to Jonathon,” she purred like the engine as it idled, “And I want you to too.”  She giggled at the alliteration and shifted her body on the seat.

She pulled herself to the window and reached out for my belt buckle, the back of her hand grazing my obvious cock.

I should have pulled away.

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The scent of abandoned wood-working and forgotten projects filled the old garage.  The only reason it still stood was to protect “the crime scene” from the elements and to serve as a warning to sons who wanted to grow up “just like him.” 

My phone buzzed and mom asked when I was coming back in to the house.  “Soon,” I replied.

I missed my dad terribly at times and I moved a box of dust-covered engine parts so I could sit on his old stool by the workbench.  I used to come here to curse him, but anger fades, the rage passes, and you just wonder if banging the doe-eyed English girl in the garage was worth it.

Walking back home, I dialed him up, “Dad, I have a question….”

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OK, now I have to go, kids are up, the clock is ticking, and I have to run to the store to get bacon for the King's special breakfast.

xoxo

Advizor

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Now it is your turn to play.  Go to Insatiabear and get the picture, and write!  It's Friday, that memo can wait until next week.

Who?

Who do you trust?

Should you?

Should you trust anyone?

I'm confident with my inner circle, but I always have to think too much with the others......

Where do you belong?

TMI - Polling all Pollsters

This TMI Tuesday is brought to you by Virtual Sin.

The inverted poll.

Oh. You didn’t mean inverted pole dancing? 

In many polls, you are asked if you strongly agree, somewhat agree, neither agree nor disagree, somewhat disagree or strongly disagree with some proposition. Today, we go the other way. We supply the answer, you supply the question.

1. Tell us something with which you strongly agree, or greatly like.

• I like America, sex, apple pie, and motherhood.  I feel like America is, with all of it's flaws, a damn fine place to live and a country with great potential to get out of the mire in which we find ourselves.  I LOVE elections and all they represent, both the good and the bad.  I'm not a huge fan of Obama or Romney, and neither one can solve the problems they claim to solve, but they can be solved if govt. would back away, let thinkers think and doers do, and if we would all just get out of each other's bedrooms and lets us all screw in peace.
• And just because this is TMI after all, I strongly agree with and greatly like sex.  No, really, I do.  Oh, and I really like running, swimming, shopping for my friends, eating cookies, making cakes, the smell of fresh cut grass and freshly washed women.  And french fries, yea, i like french fries.
• And, my friend, and most sexy crush, is pregnant.  Boy does she look good.  I like that a lot and strongly agree with the idea that she should get naked as much as possible.

2. Tell us something with which you somewhat agree, or somewhat like.

• I kind of like pizza, but it's too greasy these days.
• Strangely enough, masturbation is in this section these days.  Maybe it's because of the May push for daily play, or just the lack of sleep (15 hours in three days) or maybe it's just too much work sometimes.  I will soon, I mean of course I will today, because, well, duh, did you read Monday's post?  Well, I'm writing this one just after finishing that one... Yikes I was horny yesterday.  
• I'm somewhat intrigued by several job possibilities, but the over all idea of going back to work is something I like but am not thrilled about.  Spending 8 hours a day doing something I didn't come up with is a drag, and they are going to make me wear pants every day!  EVERY DAY!  Are you kidding me?

3. Tell us something to which you are indifferent, or have no opinion.

• I don't give a shit about gay marriage one way or the other.  My church tells me that it will ruin the world, the gays tell me it will bring peace to the Middle East, and the Las Vegas wedding convention says that it will save the economy, but who cares!  Fuck whomever, be good to each other, stop hating on everyone, that includes the Gays who hate the Christians who hate the Gays - this is not the kind of circle-jerk I had in mind.  Maybe I should care more, but it's inevitably a civil rights issue that will be decided within the court system in favor of the gays since there is no compelling state interest in forbidding gays to be married and miserable just like the rest of us.  But, if we redefine marriage, I really hope that someone tries to bring back polygamy, just because the exact same argument holds.  If we are all consenting adults, back off.
• Also, to be indifferent does not exclude me from having an opinion.  I actually have an opinion, I just don't care if I get my way about it.
• I'm also indifferent to the state of a woman's pubic hair.  I actually discussed this with a female friend.  As long as it's not 3 acres of wilderness, I'm OK with it.  Trim it up enough to let me know you care, and that's fine with me.  Bare can be sexy, a landing strip is fine, it's really just acknowledging the fact that you expect visitors which makes grooming of any kind so sexy.

4. Tell us something with which you somewhat dislike or disagree with.

• Networking is not my favorite thing to do, but I'm strangely good at it.  I'm not a big self-promoter, so I tend to underplay things, like just how wonderful I am, but I need to do it and I push myself to do it, but it's not my thing, but you'll never know that from meeting me.  I'm really quite charming.
• I disagree with nationalized health care, not on some great moral stance, but because I've never seen the Government do anything efficiently at all.  My foreign friends may disagree, but I'm not willing to risk it.  I'd rather make a few medical companies rich, than the whole nation poor.

5. Tell us something with which you strongly disagree, or greatly dislike.

• I greatly dislike broccoli, cauliflower, cooked spinach (except in a quiche), soggy bread, butt stink during sex (or anywhere really, mine or yours), sexy women giving "the finger" in pictures, out of focus self-portraits from friends I really want to see, idiots of any kind, people who don't read their computer screens, people who hate just because their daddy did, self-righteous bigots of any creed, movement, or party, sexy women who don't flash me on command (don't you know who I am?  I can make you famous on the Interweb), porn sites that give you viruses, people who talk without thinking, my scale on some days, my mirror on most, angry husbands who make my friends cry, divorce attorneys that make them poor.
• I strongly disagree with bad logic in religion, bad science in politics, and bad hair/music/dialogue in porn.  I do not agree with plastic surgery on already beautiful women.  The earth is NOT 6,000 years old, dinosaurs were real, and yes, Adam and Eve is probably a metaphor.  On the other hand, don't call me stupid because I am searching for a higher cause, don't accuse me of hate because I love God, and DON'T you dare cut me out of politics because I go to church.  FUCK YOU.  
• OK, that might have gotten my dander up.

Bonus: What is an opinion held by others that makes you angry?

• That black people can't be racist, that homeless people are "campers," that your religion/party/orientation/outfit makes you more valuable to the discussion, that the Kardashians are important, that Keisha is an artist, that Yoko is NOT to blame, that my shorts are ugly (they are fun and fashion forward), that Skype sex is wrong, that masturbation is a sin (look were our hands were designed to go - it's either God's will or a wonderful coincidence of evolution - i think the two-handed fig-leaf cover-up is nature's defense mechanism and it just turned out to be great fun as well), that people on Macs write better blogs than PC-ers, that reality TV is real, or that cutting off runners in fun and fashion-forward shorts is a good thing to do.  I got your license plate, you bastard.
• OK, that's enough.

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A day for Dangerous Things

I want to fuck.
I want to call her and tell her that she's forgiven
I want her back
I want her sister back
I want the cute 18yo at church back
I want any of them, all of them, in my back yard right now.

I want to text things I should never say.
I want to send pictures I should never take.
I want to fire up Skype and get her on line and be bold and demanding and make her beg.
I promise not to ask questions, but to give orders.
I promise to make you do the things you want me to make you do.
And when we are done. I will not say thank you.
That much I can promise.

I want the pretty mom with the doe-soft eyes to call me over for drinks.
I want my texting friend to admit what she wants and unlock her front door.
I want you on the floor, facing the fireplace, spreading yourself and asking.
I want too much, I want dangerous things.

But don't expect me to be gentle.
Don't ask for love or tenderness or a return e-mail.
Don't ask for my real name, or my childhood dreams
Don't tell me your sad story, your funny quip, or your shopping list.
Just kneel, and prepare yourself.

I will take what I want today and toss you to the side.
You will be done soon, don't worry about that, I don't need scintillating conversation today.
Speak to me with your hands, with your kisses, with your teeth and tongue.
Use words unspoken, passion released, answer my questions with a grunt,
and my needs with a scream.

I don't care when your husband gets home
of if your neighbors will hear
of if you smell of cum and sweat and tears when you go home.
Get over hear, the door is open for you, always open for you.
The backyard is hot, the sun is blazing, we will bake together
and feel the fire from within and without.

But as you walk through my home and in to my yard,
you will pad on bare feet with bare skin.
today is not a day for hiding behind clothes
or under blankets
or behind trees.

This is a day for open air and bared flesh and getting rid of tan lines.
I have no shame today
No editor in my head
No patience for reticence.

today is a day to be bold.
today is a day for dangerous things.

Sunday Sacrilege

Sister Ellen and her novice practice for the Christmas festival titled.

"You are all going to hell and here's why"

I don't even know what to do with this picture because it is so bad,
but if I had to live in a nunnery, this is a good one to start with.

Have a wonderful Sunday

I am too......

I am too....
Available
Eager
Willing

But I hate pretending to be....

Aloof
Cool
Distant
Angry
Disinterested
Rude

Because I like to... 
Flirt
Talk
Laugh
Tease
Torment
Watch
Command
Play
Touch
Cum

So perhaps I will...
Hide
Chill
Ignore
Sit back
Wait

But then I will miss all the......... 

Flirting
Talking
Laughing
Teasing
Tormenting
Watching
Commanding
Playing
Touching
and
Cumming

And isn't that the whole goal of being........
Available
Eager
Willing?

FFF - Rough

 68-122 words. "...rough and scratchy..."

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They gathered around the Captain’s desk and looked at the rough and scratchy photograph.  Each one pointed at a different section and shouted out their questions,

“Is that a shoe?”

“Is he alone?”

“Didn’t Tom Cruise do this in a movie?”

“I heard he was gay, is that true?”

Quietly at the back, Officer Andrews smiled, glad that he had turned his head before she snapped the shot. (68)

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The door slammed and clothes hit the floor in desperation.  Determined to escape rational thought, she took him in and tasted anger for the first time.  The tequila-fired need pulled them up the stairs until she collapsed, pulling his pale fetid flesh to her.  She needed his weight, his gravity, to crush her into oblivion, to drive away the confusion and pain. She held him close and felt his clumsy penetrating thrusts tear at long forgotten spaces.  “Harder” she yelled at the darkness that surrounded them, but his body failed him, failed her, and she pushed him hard back down the stairs until he slumped bleeding in the corner.  In the sickening quiet, the rough and scratchy carpet seduced her to sleep. (122)

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This is an unsettling picture, so I found unsettling words. (May 15)  I may come back if the mood changes.

If you want to get unsettled yourself, go here.

Why I do not tweet.....

Thoughts that should really go on Twitter but won't.

I woke up at 3:30 this morning and read a note from a friend, she "liked" my picture, and I went back to sleep with a smile.

I've been texting/flirting with a friend in real life.  Feels dangerous, but we are being very careful.

She is in Cancun this week and sent me bikini pics.

It's going to be very very hot today.

I did a four mile run this morning, it felt good to be out again.

I hit a significant weight loss target using www.loseit.com

I haven't been to the gym in the 6 weeks during my recovery.  I wonder if anyone noticed.

My fridge broke and there is almost nothing healthy in the house to eat.

Breakfast is an apple, an orange, ham slices, and an open-faced PB&J, and cantaloupe (593 calories)

I had an erection when I woke up.  I did nothing about it.

I am taking fewer pictures for my Instagram page since I'm running again and not walking.

A friend sent me a story, written just for me.  It was wonderful and arousing.

I am home alone for the next 3 hours and really should be working

I have a meeting at 2 that I really need to be ready for.

I should turn off chat, it's very distracting, but very fun.

My cantaloupe is yummmmy!

I rarely spell cantaloupe correctly on the 1st try.

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This is why I do not tweet.  I can not abide my on insipidness.  I will stick with writing things with more than 140 characters. 

Hhave a great Thursday!

A guest post - What I Did

A friend of mine had an experience with a new on-line lover and to I challenged her to record it in her own words.  


This kind of play is new to her, but her description intrigued me so much that I insisted that she write it down.  She came through with a brilliant piece and has graciously allowed me to publish, since, in her own words, "It may confuse my church friends to see this on the Parish newsletter."


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"What I Did in the Bathroom"
by a friend

Moving
I could not stay at my desk another second!  I could not answer one
more call.  Or talk to another person.  I had to stand up.  And put on
a neutral face.  And walk.  All very tricky things when I am in the
midst of the most intense sexual experience in ages. Maybe ever.

The Way It Was
I'm a good girl.  Not because I want to be, but because no one helps
me be bad.  No one looks twice at me in real life except one old flame
who remembers what I looked like at 14.  And online?  I don't play
with strangers.  They are interested in who I am, trying to crack the
mystery, dig up silly details, get photos I won't share.  They tiptoe,
inch closer, until they are sure of their reception... and not
strangers anymore.  I thought that was the only way.

Change
But you changed me today.  You lunged.  You pounced.  You revved me
right up.  Even though you don't know me, or what I look like, yet you
knew what to do. Even if it wasn't your usual style... you found a
way.  While I was at work in an open office with people all around me.
 You made me forget where I was.  And who I am.  and do new things.  I
was soaring... dripping... from your words.  Damn you.  Bless you.

The Order
You told me to go to the bathroom.  Penetrate.  Cum. Report.

Report
I chose the "private" bathroom in the department across the hall.  I
was going to disobey.  I hate that word... Obey... didn't even say it
at my wedding!  Said "Amuse" instead!  Ha!  I was going to do the
usual stuff and go back to my desk.  Forget your order.  Defy.  I
washed my hands.  I looked in the mirror.  How can I not look
different?  I feel different!  Then I closed my eyes and remembered
your words.  "Cum for me." That .gif... your tongue on my breast...my
neck bent back...you fucking my mouth with your hard, hot cock. Your
hips rolling toward me. Arrrgh!  I tried to shut you out.  I have work
to do!  But you were there with me.  Over me.  Pressing me...touching
me... surrounding me with your arms and your legs... your mouth and
your hands on me... teasing me, torturing... yes.  I am so bad and
this is so good.

I don't touch myself.  Need to learn.  But haven't.  Usually use my
mind.  But I sat on the edge of sink.  You convinced me to use my
hand... to reach down, inside my clothes.  To put two fingers down my
slit, teasing my swollen lips... flicking my clit... mmmm... then
lower.. deeper... inside.  So wet.  One finger... NOT ENOUGH... two
fingers... mmmm.... Oh... that's causing my body to react.  Squirming
again... head back... breathing hard... biting my lip... whimpering...
need more room.  So I spread for you... clothes too tight... roll
down, exposed, and twisting against the sink until...

I started to shake all over.  That means I am very close.  Fingers
moving faster...in/out/in/out.  Hey this works!  Other hand inside my
shirt, pinching a hard nipple.  Like you would?  Think of you
watching... smiling... smoldering, crooning, "Do it.  Let go. You look
so hot.  I want to be the first one to see it all... do it!"  Arrgh...
"I am going to fuck you next..."    My brain shut off... I soared.

Afterglow
Big smile.  Relaxed.  Pull it together.  Go back to work.  Forget
about it.  Feeling very bad.  But very good.  Grateful.  Puzzled.  Why
would he do that?  Will he do it again?  Will I? Could it be even
better? Crap... will he blog about it?  Is that good or bad?   What
kind of girl am I now?

Damn it.  Can't stop thinking about it!  Can't work.  Gotta write.
Get it out of my head.  Phones.  People asking questions.  Arrgh!
Must write!  Find a small gift to attach...okay two...  hmmm... done.
Still can't get it out my head.  Drat.  Yum.


Sending. Half excited, half terrified.  Be kind.

TMI - Now I'm hungry....

Dinner Time!

You are having dinner at the best restaurant you can imagine. Do not concern yourself with over-eating, or other restrictions. We want to know what you like best. What will you have for:

1. Before dinner wine, aperitif, or cocktail?

• I'm not a drinker so I usually start with the house water, and I know that if I have to say "Just tap" that my dinner is going to cost too much.  

2: Appetizer

• This is where I get adventurous.  I can try almost anything that comes on a small plate and there are only two of them.  In a group setting I like getting 1 appetizer per person and sharing them family style, but don't you dare to 2nds before I get at least one Spring Roll. 

3. Soup?

• Corn Chowder, Clam Chowder, a really good chicken noodle, spicy tortilla strip soup, or even a miso soup if the tofu isn't too big.

4. Salad?

• Yes!  Next question?  I'm on a diet kick these days so I've eaten more lettuce than the local bunny farm, but they are good.  My base salad has all/some/most/none of the following, depending on where we are in our shopping cycle:  Lettuce (any kind), tomato (always), carrots, raisins, apples chunks, avocado, croutons, onions, cucumbers, never peppers, never ever olives (ech), and I love putting meat on the top, almost any kind, and dressing?  I'm very simple, 1000 Island, BBQ, or Honey Mustard to start.

5. Wine or other beverage with dinner?

• If dinner is on the lighter/funner side, I may go with a bottled (not tap) Root Beer, but paying $3.50 for a soda isn't any fun. My favorite faux-cocktail is orange juice/cranberry/pineapple, and I only drink lemonade if it's actually made from lemons, and PEOPLE!  Lemons are not pink.  Case closed.

6. Entree?

• Comfort food?  Pot Roast, mashed potatoes, green peas, fresh salad, hot bread, and gravy, with chocolate layer cake for desert.
• If calories really don't count, fresh seafood, shrimp,crab cakes, lobster in any variation...
• And if money is no object, SUSHI!!!  I love it, but it gets expensive really fast.

7. Side Dishes?

• Depends on the entree.  Again, I can get more adventurous here.  I'm not big on strange vegetables, and yes, broccoli and boiled spinach (so so so nasty) are strange.  I like pasta sides, interesting fruit, cool salads, new breads, etc.

8. Dessert?

• Pretty much anything that has a touch of chocolate, no coconut or meringue, I like baked goods, ice cream, cheesecake, freshly baked cookies, a freshly washed vagina served on silk sheets, or popcorn and M&Ms while making out on the couch.

9. After dinner drink?

• Water to replace the sex that followed the desert.

10. Which 3 people would you invite to dinner: (must be famous, well-known, living or dead, not fictional)
- For sex appeal

• Can I just list my favorite bloggers?
  
• Brooklyn Decker, Uma Thurman, Natalie Portman, Olivia Wilde,   
  Charlize Theron, Penélope Cruz, do i have to invite guys?  Then...I really don't mind eating alone.  But, if you forced me...Ryan Gosling, Captain America (my future son-in-law according to my daughter), and Robert Downy Jr.  And sue me if my count is off, this isn't a math quiz.

- For great conversation

• My authors - Isaac Asimov,  JR Tolkein, Orson Scott Card
• My thinkers - Carl Sagan, CS Lewis, Ghandi
• My musicians - Steve Martin, George Gershwin, Cole Porter
• My Politicians - Ronald Reagan,  Nikita Khrushchev, Bill Clinton ('cause someone has to bring the hookers)
• My debaters - Gloria Steinem, Jon Stewart, William F. Buckley
• And yes, I know there aren't enough women on my list.  I know.
• however, I will add back in  Brooklyn Decker, Uma Thurman, Natalie Portman, Olivia Wilde,  Charlize Theron, & Penélope Cruz.  You don't get far in Hollywood without being pretty smart, as well as being pretty.  I'm sure would all make great dinner guests.

- Because you detest them

• Bill Maher - he's a blowhard, intolerant, insincere, bigoted, asshole of a human who has no respect for faith, good will, or hope, but he's too funny to fire.
• Rush Limbaugh - See above statement, but add in more sincerity.
• Any number of politicians (left and right) who think that they have any right to take my money and spend it the way they do.  

 

Bonus: Your lover brings you breakfast in bed. What’s on the tray?

I'm not picky, as long as she brings it to me naked.

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