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Beautiful Friday

Various things on me hurt today, and both pipetting and bending down really hurt my back, but I was able to shower by myself last night. So that's an improvement. On Wednesday I couldn't even have done that. I took some pills for my back this afternoon, and I hope they help. I kind of wonder if massage is going to be enough. I don't really think so. We'll see.

Today's pictures are all of one item, "Wild Roses" by Royal Black. This house of couture corsetry is based in Vienna, Austria. If I could afford this piece of art, I would definitely wear it. Here is what the artist says about her creation:

Luxurious couture outfit, including an underbust corset with suspenders and neckholder strap, neckholder bra and draped skirt piece.

The corset is made from shantung silk and is decorated with french lace appliqué, PVC cutwork and 3D roses, leaves and tendrils. The PVC ornaments are self designed lasercut motifs, carefully arranged by hand. Also each rose is decorated with Swarovski crystals.

The bra is covered in handpleated silk organza, decorated with PVC tendrils.
The skirt piece is a delicate drapery of the same silk organza.

Beautiful Friday

I'm feeling a little better. I hope that continues and I don't relapse! Have a good weekend, everyone. Don't forget to reset all your clocks. Not sure why all Pinterest will give me for links are small pictures. Click on them for their larger versions.

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Haunted by Poe

This song was given to me some time ago by a very dear friend, and I really like it. I only just bought the rest of the album last night, and I'm in the process of listening to it. So far it's quite good. This musician is the sister of the guy who wrote House of Leaves, if any of you have heard of that. It's kind of an insane book, with some pages only having one or two words and others where the type is in spirals or vertical instead of horizontal. Extremely creative, though.

Example from the book.

Anyway, here are the lyrics to Haunted by Poe:

Haunted

Ba da pa pa ba da pa pa...
Come here
Pretty please
Can you tell me where I am
You won't you say something
I need to get my bearings
I'm lost
And the shadows keep on changing

And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head

Ba da pa pa ba da pa pa...

Don't cry,
There's always a way
Here in November in this house of leaves
We'll pray
Please, I know it's hard to believe
To see a perfect forest
Through so many splintered trees
You and me
And these shadows keep on changing

And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the promises I've made
And others I have broken
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head

Hallways... always

I'll always love you
I'll always need you
I'll always want you

And I will always miss you

Ba da pa pa ba da pa pa...

Come here
No I won't say please
One more look at the ghost
Before I'm gonna make it leave
Come here
I've got the pieces here
Time to gather up the splinters
Build a casket for my tears

I'm haunted
(By the lives that I have loved)
I'm haunted
(By the promises I've made)
I'm haunted
By the hallways in this tiny room
The echos there of me and you
The voices that are carrying this tune

Ba da pa pa...

Father :
What is it Annie?

Daughter :
You think I'll cry? I won't cry!
My heart will break before I cry!
I will go mad.

I wish I could add music to my book of inspiration, but it would have to be digital to do that, and I prefer physical book form. Oh well. I can at least add the lyrics. Here is the song, courtesy of someone who uploaded it to Youtube (not the official video, since there isn't one, just some visuals the uploader put together):

Fashion shoot!

Whenever I manage to actually put effort into my appearance, I tend to take a whole bunch of pictures. You never know when you might need a decent picture of yourself. Sometimes you'll need one and you have to take 100 of them in order to find two that are acceptable. I had a blast with the look I used for recording Calling to the Night, so here are some pictures I took while having fun with makeup and music:

When he came to it took him several seconds to realize that the giant octopus of his dreams was really a series of ropes tied around his wrists, ankles, and waist. “WTF?” he whispered to himself as he tried to make sense of the pounding headache and odd streak of sunlight that seemed to be coming up at him from the floor, blinding him.

The room spun slowly around him as the pain increased in his wrists and feet, and the blood pulsed louder in his head. “SHIT!” His brain adjusted to what his eyes were seeing. The rope attached to a hook, the sun shown in his eyes, and he dangled from the ceiling like a trussed pig.

Sounds clarified and he heard the seagulls, horns, and trucks of the dock and an odd clicking noise echoed off the abandoned building’s walls and broken windows. On his next rotation, his eyes adjusted to the light, and he saw her behind the camera, shooting away.

“Now do you remember me?

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171-175 - Payment

Rent was due and there was no way Elena was going to come up with it this time. Rare LPs, 1^st edition books (one signed by Mieville), her mother’s jewelry, and her mentor’s 1956 Zenit C, her Russiangem, had all been sold last month to keep in her studio space.

Time was out and the Duchess was at the door.

“Is he here?”

“Yes M’am” Elena answered, and they walked back to the umbrella lights around her bed.

Peter, naked under the covers, refused to make eye contact with either one of them.

“Start shooting,” the old woman said, and without ceremony, she pulled back the covers and attacked his cock. From behind the camera Elena watched the aging Duchess drool over her lover’s body. Against his will, he hardened, grimaced, and came as her claws dug in and held him deep.

Shamed, spent, he slid out of bed and replaced her behind the camera as her landlady held out her hand and beckoned her, “Come dear, Pay your debt.”

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She steadied herself in the mirror, tried not to smile, and click.

She pulled the memory stick out of the camera and walked down the hall to his computer. Feeling the heat dripping down her inner thighs, she grabbed a towel along the way, and spread it over the expensive leather chair.

Her hand shook as she put the card in the slot and clicked “OK” to view the files. She opened the folder and her thighs, and began looking. Blonds, redhead, brunettes, one with a shaved head, most with shaved pussies, and all of them beautiful, all of them past guests. She chose “Slide show”, picked some music, and leaned back in the chair.

Some girls were shy, posed to protect, others were wanton, smiling, and acting the part of brazen whore to meet their obligation. She stroked deeper as his house guests scrolled by. She gasped, circled, and exploded as her pictures ended the show. Three days in his beautiful house, three pictures. What a small price to pay.

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We all have debts to pay, payments to make, obligations for and against our balance sheet. How we pay those off is just a matter of negotiation, and cash is so over rated.

Just some pictures

We didn't have an FFF picture this week since Panser facing more problems at home.

We wish him the best and hope he comes back to us soon.

So instead of writing a story about a picture, I thought I'd put up some pictures of my own.

When I get my new camera, I mean, phone, I want it to get better pictures....

So, put one up for filler posts and camera phones!

OK, this posted at 11/11/11 @ 11:10 AM.

'Cause blogger is going to crash cause we all think posting

at 11/11/11 @ 11:11 AM would be cool

To read or to write?

Monday's are always a challenge for me. Do I read to get caught up with all of my wonderful blogger friends, or do I write something to do my share of entertaining... Sundays are a family day with little privacy to write, and Saturday's, well, I'm outside or doing homework, or getting ready for Monday, so it's really a question of Monday morning.

Today I went to the gym but skipped out early because our boot camp instructor had put together a really boring class, and had us doing all sorts of jumping jacks and hopping so my knee was killing me. When I got to the locker room, I couldn't get my lock open so I went to the front desk and asked for the bolt cutters. The idiot (personal traininer enlisted to run the desk) said they didn't have any, so I found the janitor and did my best mime of cutting off a lock and he found them in the drawer next to the idiot's kneed at the front desk. And yes, my combination was 17-35-5, not 15-35-5, so there is $6 wasted.

When I got to my office I plugged in, opened my breakfast, and started in on Tumblr and reading 26 new blogger posts. You people keep me busy. I found a couple of new tumblrs that were fun but too hard core to add to my daily list, but i've reblogged a few. So now it's time to go to work. One tumblr didn't have any "re-blog" buttons so I just pulled a few pictures and added them here.

But, I did get through all of my blogger posts, and a HUGE shout out to my friend Cande for being so very very brave today.....

Have a great Monday!

Yeah for mirrors!!!

It's just that kind of day.

Isn't she just so amazingly cute?

I love the brunette's smile....

Well, this one is just sexy.

Google+ and Other Nonsense

I activated my Google+ tab today and I'm not sure that that means. I do know that my name updated from a simple "Advizor54" to "Advizor the Wise." So much for putting smart-ass names in a profile you thought no one was going to see.

Like Facebook and other social media sites, the law of unintended consequences rules supreme. I've only added a few people so far, but some of you may not want to be added at all. If that's the case, please tell me! You can, I hope, reject the link, invitation, connection, or what every they are calling it. I've been poking around a bit with the privacy settings, but some of you may not want to admit you know me, believe me, I understand, my mom made that clear years ago.

I wasn't going to add anyone at all until I had time to play with it, but then I got this message and it made me sad.

If you want to be added and I haven't, you can put me in your "circle' and I'll feel loved and warm and all fuzzy, Kind of like the lunch I left in the fridge before my last trip.

As I was flying last week, I crossed over this cool lake, and then I realized that it was a water-ski competition or practice lake. HOW COOL!!! They have even have a jump, as a kid that was the dream, to have a ski jump and your lake! Wicked cool.

I just liked this picture, taken from my seat as we flew home and in to the sunset.

This just made me laugh, the 14-year old boy inside me couldn't help it.

Oh, just one more thing...

I was chatting with a friend of mine when she started sending me pics.....Lovely pics....

http://pussylequeer.tumblr.com/post/10707190539

She really did give me several beautiful and sexy pictures, but the links aren't working now so I took them out, sorry!!

Aren't friends wonderful?

I should be at the gym

An yes, i'll be going soon, very soon, but instead of getting there early and stretching, i started looking, wandering through the naked wonderland that is Tumblr.

I pic pictures to tease my friends

Pictures that remind me of others.

I post instructions.

And desires.

Sometimes it is simply beauty.

Sometimes it just turns me on

Many times it's just a cool picture.

or maybe just a favorite model.

Or a picture of my favorite thing to do.

So now I'm late for class. thanks tumblr!