A question of lust

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Bummed Bum April 10, 2010

Filed under: Body Matters,Just saying,So Not — questionoflust @ 12:06 am
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what happened to my apple bum?!?!Just came out of the shower and looked myself over in the standing mirror. It had been a while…somehow in winter I’m not as obsessed with myself as when the sun starts shining.

My ass is dragging on the floor!! I have a serious case of droop-ass!
How did that happen?

My butt has always been one of my proudest pieces! What am I to do if my butt is not working it’s magic anymore?

I can still feel there’s glutes under the bum fat, but somehow they seem depressed…while I squeeze and release I’m checking for the dreaded pot holes…none appear..I guess that’s a good thing.

So…I guess I have to do non stop butt clinches to get the bum into shape. Flabby buttocks are not good! They don’t fit in a bikini, they look horrid in a g-string and they disappear in tight pants. I’m having horror flashes of those butts you see sometimes that aren’t really bums…it is just a back with a slith, or those bums that are flat but wide…they don’t fit in whatever bathing suit you try to squash them in.

I thought my Latin genes would keep me longer safe from gravity pull & other forms of aging, but(t) I’m clearly wrong.

I’m googl’ing butt exercises at the moment and have given myself 3 weeks to get that Latin butt pumped and tight again.

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Easter! April 8, 2010

Filed under: One night stands,So Hot,Speaking in Tongues,The Affair — questionoflust @ 3:06 pm
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Had been having a bit of  a rough few days with Steve, so I decided I needed a change of scenery for the Easter days. Firstly because I needed to get out of this place, secondly because in my twisted female mind I wanted Steve to miss me more than he claims he does. (baaaaad I know)

I went to see my dear and lovely friend in Ankara. She is the hottest girl on the planet (to me) and besides being smoking hot she is real fun to go out with. So most of the ingredients for a great few days I’d say.

She picked me up from the airport and of course I vented about Steve all the way back to her apartment, when we got out of the car and I closed the car door I promised her I would not speak of him anymore during my stay….I had released what I wanted to release and felt much better.

We end up drinking Raki (a turkish spirit) that night and just sat there talking, with the necessary make-out breaks in between, and we come up with the idea that we should have an ‘easter’ party. We also decide that party should have nothing to do with finding hidden eggs or a 3-legged race.

The party is planned for the next evening, during the day we call everybody we want to be there, shop for groceries and try to make the apartment as party proof as possible.

It was an amazing night! Turkish people can be so judgmental about certain things, but when they get loose….they do get loose. There was music, dancing, drinking, stripping and chocolate love making. My feel is that there will be some American soldiers that have a great story to tell about ‘the time they were stationed in Ankara’.

While things were simmering down in the early hours of the morning I decided it was time to head to bed. What do I find naked on my bed? My sweet friend wearing nothing but a purple bow and a bottle of chocolate sauce on the night stand….

I had a great time, and I will not forget this trip to Ankara soon….I should come up with something good for when she’ll be visiting me this summer!