A Bevy Of Beauties #11: A Tag Bonanza (37 Photos)

I've collected so many pics over the years and the ones that I don't choose to feature on my blogs and social sites ultimately just get deleted...But why? I've decided to just bunch them all together and post them anyway. I mean, I originally liked the pic enough to save it, right? So why not share it? So this is where I'll dump all the pics I decided for whatever reason won't be featured during my regular posting sessions when I get enough of them to fill a post (if you've followed me for some time, you have to know I'm a creature of habit, right?). So I hope you enjoy them as much as I did finding them! *KISSES*

Yeah...Sure...Toss It Here

What I think she's goin' to have tossed to her is probably not somethin' that should be tossed...she'll most likely burn her hand! If you catch my drift...now this type of smokin' doesn't bother me at all, and I've even done it a few times, and my eyes look exactly like this gorgeous gal's do afterwards. I hate all the stigmas on it because I know a bunch of really cool people who use it wisely and others who use it simply because they must to keep goin' every day. But things are lookin' up and it will soon be available for everyone everywhere.

A Bevy Of Beauties #10: A Tag Bonanza (45 Photos)

I've collected so many pics over the years and the ones that I don't choose to feature on my blogs and social sites ultimately just get deleted...But why? I've decided to just bunch them all together and post them anyway. I mean, I originally liked the pic enough to save it, right? So why not share it? So this is where I'll dump all the pics I decided for whatever reason won't be featured during my regular posting sessions when I get enough of them to fill a post (if you've followed me for some time, you have to know I'm a creature of habit, right?). So I hope you enjoy them as much as I did finding them! *KISSES*

Biting Your Nails Is A Bad Habit

Biting my nails used to be a horrible habit I had when I was younger. Not because I think it's gross or anything, I really don't care what people do, but because I wanted to start growin' nails so I could use nail polish but it took me forever to break the habit. I don't really remember how I broke the habit, though. One day I just started using nail polish and that's the only thing I remember. I've heard of baseball players and other sports people chewin' on them when they play and stuff, so I know it's a very common habit. But I don't have to worry about it anymore. My nails always look so pretty now and have for a long time.

Stamps Of Approval #20 (Hot Sexy Women Pic Dump - 20 Photos)

Tell Me Something Dirty #25

To Smoke Or Not To Smoke

Not to smoke! It's the only answer! I couldn't even imagine smokin' because with all the runnin' I do everyday, I don't think my lungs could take it. Now, I understand if you do start smokin' and you get hooked, it's an addiction and we all need to be patient with people who are addicted to things, but smokin' stinks. I don't stay away from people who smoke, because to each their own, and I've even dated a few smokers, and believe it or not the smell doesn't really bother me, even the smell of their clothes, but I think I'd prefer to date a non-smoker. I just don't like to single people out so I'll give a smoker a chance if they take care of themselves and they use gum and brush their teeth a lot.

Would They Have To Make Her Take It Off Right Away?

Oh, wow...this one makes me sad! This guy, apparently wanted by women during their younger years, ends up alone every time because the girls become women and move on to greener pastures or something...I think...at least that's what I got out of this one...poor guy!

Here's some more erotic poetry:

“They Flee From Me” by Sir Thomas Wyatt

They flee from me that sometime did me seek

With naked foot, stalking in my chamber.

I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek,

That now are wild and do not remember

That sometime they put themself in danger

To take bread at my hand; and now they range,

Busily seeking with a continual change.

Thanked be fortune it hath been otherwise

Twenty times better; but once in special,

In thin array after a pleasant guise,

When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,

And she me caught in her arms long and small;

Therewithall sweetly did me kiss

And softly said, “Dear heart, how like you this?”

It was no dream: I lay broad waking.

But all is turned thorough my gentleness

Into a strange fashion of forsaking;

And I have leave to go of her goodness,

And she also, to use newfangleness.

But since that I so kindly am served

I would fain know what she hath deserved.