the monster is restless. it prowls the edges of the cage, noticing every tasty morsel in its sight. the monster is going to get free. there will be a time when my defenses are relaxed and it will pounce at the right opportunity.
"what the fuck are you talking about wolfe?"
the sex addict. watch out for the monster!
- miss wolfe
i am inspired today by a post on someone's blog. it is no secret that i am catholic, not a very good one anyhow. there is the stereotype of catholic girls being secret or not so secret sluts. for the longest time, my thoughts followed the line of repression causes breaking the rules. for catholics, this means: no sex before you are married, can't use birth control, and some others. little did i realize that church is a breeding ground for oral sex.
one has to go to a catholic mass to truly appreciate this observation. unlike many other religions, catholic mass requires some active participation from the people in the pews. there is standing up, sitting down and kneeling in a "praying" position throughout the mass. there is quite a bit of kneeling during mass. is there any better practice for a girl to give blow jobs than spending extended time on her knees?
let's go a step further. this changes from church to church but when it comes time to receive the host/body of Christ, there are two ways it is done. the first option is every lines up, walks to the priest while standing. the second, the way my church did things, people line up and go to the railing in the front of the church. when a spot opens, a person goes to the railing and kneels down awaiting the priest to bring the host. the host can be placed on the tongue of the person or in the hands. for my first communion, i chose the first because it seemed like fun to stick my tongue out at the priest. picture this, you have a woman kneeling in front of a man, because women can never be a priest in the catholic church, who is walking around placing things on her tongue. this seems more indoctrination to the blow job lifestyle.
it seems to me the catholic church is preparing women for a life of oral sex. first, they keep them subservient to men, there is a strong submissive overtone to giving a blow job. there is all the kneeling to get the knees ready for the time in front of a dick. to think, they teach this to girls in the second grade. the next time someone calls me a slut or whore, i can exclaim, "its the churches fault!" i joke with the last line but who cares, i'm going to hell either way.
- miss wolfe
this is going to be a rant so you will have to ignore this post or take it for its worth. a friend of mine forwarded this "article" to me because of my love of Padma Lakshmi. what i found in the "article" was complete and total lies!
the title is called "the naked truth". they start the whole premise about talking to women who have some level of celebrity about self-esteem, nudity and their bodies. it is no big secret that most people's self-esteem comes from their body image. they let their shape determine how happy they are. what does allure do? they take some skinny or thinner people and photograph them naked. they don't stop there. they also photoshop the hell out of the pictures. how can i tell? the scar on Padma's arm is barely noticeable. i love chelsea handler, but that picture is photoshopped down. she is funny as hell but anyone that has seen her show knows she isn't in that good of shape. allure has taken a bold idea about talking to women about their body then manipulated it into the same garbage in every other magazine.
this article will only make women more self conscious about their imperfections, bumps or other things they don't like about themselves. people come in all shapes and sizes. we should embrace our bodies for what they are. we should love who we are and not let some image presented in magazines, television and movies make us feel bad. this article does nothing but make the average woman feel bad. show the real images allure. show the real naked truth! until the entertainment industry does so, it is all one huge lie.
- miss wolfe
i love this time of year in the dc area. it isn't only the cherry blossoms, it is the warmth that isn't stifling. my favorite activity, besides sex, is running and it is a great time to run on the mall. i have the opportunity to do this during the week because of my busy schedule. however, sunday morning is the best time for a good run around the mall.
i've been running every day lately because of the impending peanut butter egg pig-out. my mom knows exactly what to get me for easter, lots of peanut butter eggs. it has been this way since i was little. i hate peeps. cadbury eggs are disgusting. m & m's are ok but not my favorites. although, their commercial is the greatest. (thank you easter bunny. bawk, bawk!) they have the sweetart candy but the height of sweetart candy is the valentine's day hearts. as you can tell, i have a sweet tooth.
there is really no way to transition into something different so this is going to be abrupt. the other thing about this time of year is the sexual batteries seem to be overcharged. it could be the whole cliche, spring means rebirth idea. nevertheless, it is a constant battle between sex drive and self control. this came to a knock down drag out battle earlier this week. the fight was being a good roommate or getting a really good fuck.
one of my roommates brought home a guy i hooked up with in my freshman year. i have such vivid memories of the orgasms he gave to me. somehow, the two of us lost contact and i answered the door with him standing there. we both recognized one another immediately. i knew he was there for the roommate but part of me wanted him to pick me up and fuck me against the door. my roommate is a prude when it comes down to it. she couldn't truly enjoy the pleasures this guy can cause. i have since masturbated a couple times thinking about the times me and this guy had between us. do i hope for them to fail so i can fuck this guys brains out? a little piece of me would fuck him even if they didn't fail to make a connection. the pussy can be pure evil when it comes to a good fuck and counteracting the good intentions of my brain.
- miss wolfe
last night, i had the pleasure of stumbling on one of the worst movies in the history of movies. the movie is "the room" which was aired on Adult Swim. the acting is beyond horrible. the lead talks with a bad version of the dr. nick accent in The Simpsons. i expected him to break out with a "Hi everybody" in the middle of dialog. there were two particularly hilarious moments during the movie.
the first is the badly acted sex scenes. the funniest part was the blacking out of the naughty bits during the scenes. there were points the whole screen was blacked out of there was a small one inch square visible on the screen. i understand it was on cable but if you are going to black out the majority of the scene, cut the scene. however, the little bits of non black where funny. on a side note, the editing of the movie was so bad, there were points where they people took off their clothes then a scene of them making out with their clothes on would appear. it added to the hilarity.
the second thing is the randomly place "do not duplicate this copywrited material". yes, there was a line under the not. i wondered to myself who in their right mind would duplicate the steaming pile of dung.
this movie has reached some level of cult status like most horrible movies, i.e. "Showgirls". if you get the chance to see this aired on television, it is a must see for the editing done to show it on cable. otherwise, avoid this movie like the plague.
- miss wolfe
