25
Jun 08

 

Bem hoje vou escrever algo positivo não sei bem o k mas vou encontrar algo….
Vamos lá ver vivo no Algarve (que todos tenham inveja) pois á vida ate é boa assim assim tem os seu defeitos! Mas também tem virtudes senão estaria eu a viver aqui?!
Para quem não me conhece a resposta é NÃO enfim.
VANTAGENS DE VIVER NO ALGARVE
  1. Temos sol durante muito tempo
  2. Temos as praias
  3. Claro temos as pessoas (que alguns graças a deus se vão embora porque são chatas como o raio)
  4. Temos o facto de eles todos (quase todos) se vão embora no fim das ferias que por sinal traz muitas vantagens para nos: paz e tranquilidade e nunca enjoamos das caras e feitios delas
  5. Temos o prazer de ficar em casa com os nossos pais ate eles passarem para o alem (não há quem possa sair da casa dos pais e pagar uma renda de 700€por um T0 sem recibo etc agua luz e gás a parte.
  6. Temos a vantagem de trabalhar só 6 meses por ano (mas em turnos de 18 ou 19 horas por dia) que todos gostamos muito
  7. Ai temos o imenso prazer de fazer este serviço todo pelo ordenado mínimo nacional (ao contrario do que se pensa que nos fazemos fortunas por mês)
  8. Temos o prazer de servir quem vem de fora e ser tratado como lixo (alias muitos de nos por cá acordamos de manhãzinha já a pensar nisso)
  9. Adoramos o facto do nosso marido/mulher namorada/namorado andar com outros no verão
  10. Adoramos o facto de todos estarem de ferias e nós a trabalhar sempre sem feriados e folgas
  11. Mas o que mais gostamos é o facto de passarmos fome e necessidade os outros 6 meses porque não há turismo de inverno
DESVANTAGENS DE VIVER NO ALGARVE
  1. Temos sol durante muito tempo que nunca gozamos
  2. Temos as praias que nunca vamos
  3. Claro temos as pessoas (que alguns graças a deus se vão embora porque são chatas como o raio) em geral chatas como rei na barriga e uma divida enorme no banco
  4. Temos o facto de ele todos (quase todos os que ficam viram estatuas ou toxicodependentes) se vão embora no fim das ferias que por sinal traz muitas vantagens para nos: fome, desemprego, necessidades, divórcio, para que tem sorte ate tem a dose diária de porrada
  5. Temos o prazer de ficar em casa com os nossos pais ate eles passarem para o além (não há quem possa sair da casa dos pais e pagar uma renda de 700€por um T0 sem recibo etc agua luz e gás a parte. E nem mudar de casa pois so há casas para o Verão e se por acaso encontrar uma para o ano todo em Agosto tem que sair…. (alugar para o verão)
  6. Temos a vantagem de trabalhar só 6 meses por ano muitas vezes sem contrato de trabalho (mas em turnos de 18 ou 19 horas por dia) que todos gostamos muito por isso o grande sorriso ainda temos o boss a chamar nos todos os nomes santos do livro e a descontar coisas do ordenando mas nos cá adoramos isso!!
  7. Ai temos o imenso prazer de fazer este serviço todo pelo ordenado mínimo nacional isto é se tiveres sorte do boss pagar
  8. Temos o prazer de servir quem vem de fora e ser tratado como lixo, cuspido em cima e  chamado como se fosse um cão Psst psst e clicar os dedos adoramos mesmo (alias muitos de nos por cá temos insónias em pensar nisso) ou (nem dormimos ou acordamos de manhãzinha já a pensar nisso)
  9. Adoramos o facto do nosso marido/mulher namorada/namorado andar com outros no verão e a filha/ filho estar sempre de serviço ou paradeiro desconhecido (na praia a fazer algo mais por ela/ele mesma/o)
  10. Adoramos o facto de todos estarem de ferias e nós a trabalhar sempre sem feriados e folgas e ainda temos que os aturar
  11. Mas o que mais gostamos é o facto de passarmos fome e necessidade os outros 6 meses porque não há turismo de inverno e O ALLAGRVE NÃO FAZ PARTE DE PORTUGAL agora se fossemos do ALGARVE AI AS COISAS ERA MELHORES……
 
Bem eu tentei mas saiu assim positivo ou não ….?
publicado por guyan às 17:48
sinto-me: here we go

24
Jun 08

 

Durante toda a minha vida sempre gostei muito de historia pois agora no meu trabalho estamos um pouco parados e eu decidi ver umas histórias na net.
Infelizmente a sociedade ainda não aprendeu nada!!!!
Ainda hoje há campos de concentração entre muitos há os americanos que mandam ordens para todos cumprirem com ameaça de guerra declarada a és pais mas eles próprios não comprem não as cumprem
Ainda há “ARIANOS PUROS” que sinceramente devem ser muito burros!!! Porque geneticamente cientificamente que olhos azuis são devido a defeito genético igualmente cabelo claro e pele clara, falta de creatinina alias tipo albino mas não tão grave. Não só não é puro como é um defeito logo aí são os ditos deficientes que tem que ser eliminado!!! Portanto gente que pensa ser “ARIANO PURO”e preenche estas características é burra.
NAZISTAS, AWB; NEO NAZISTA e outros iguais caso não saibam o dito sujeito que tanto veneram  era JUDEU e também não era ARIANO PURO….logo ai a vossa ideologia é errada. Outra coisa muito importante não se pode aniquilar uma religião ou grupo de gente assim que já existe a milhares de anos ou séculos.
 
Não sou judaica mas acho que eles merecem um pedido de desculpa mundial porque todos sabiam e poucos agiram.
 
Já tive o prazer de conviver com dois sobreviventes( auschwitz outro de bergen-belsen) desta guerra (WW11) ouvia a histórias deles, chorei a ouvir. Vi as tatuagens e até perguntei porque não tirar aqueles números do braço e ambos disseram que era para não esquecer, não eles mas nos as nova gerações. Uma contou que mataram a filha de meses, deram aos cães para comer, outra que viram a família toda pendurada no pátio como uma lição ela só tinha 13 anos de idade.
 
Bem gente isto só para dizer NÃO ESQUECAM SE DOS MILHARES QUE MORRAM e também para DIZER DESCULPA PELOS QUE JÁ MORRERA E OS QUE AINDA MORREM POR CAUSA DESTE IDIALISSMO PARVO!!
publicado por guyan às 18:04
sinto-me: HISTORIA REPETES

20
Jun 08

Quando eu era mais nova gostava imenso de dançar, sai muito e ira dançar o único problema eram as lutas do bar, pois eu e as minhas amigas dançamos como umas strippers. Algo que modéstia a parte ate acho eu faço muito bem. Portanto dancei pouco mas mesmo assim com prazer. Hoje ainda saio com as minhas amigas e lá nos todas damos cabo do bar hehehe.

 Quando morei na china tive o prazer de ir a uma casa de “meninas” lá e franca mente elas eram tábuas de madeira a esfregarem se no posto de ferro, fartei me de rir. Quando a pista abriu eu lá fui dançar com uns amigos, claro não sendo de lá pode dançar no posto ao meu belo prazer, mas o melhor foi quando um sujeito perguntou se eu podia dar umas dicas as suas dançarinas pois eu tinha muito jeito!! ora passei o resto da noite a beber de graça e a ensinar as meninas e meninos a dançar foi o máximo. Eu dizia imaginem que é um gajo ou gaja muito bom que vocês querem papar… olha que risadas eu tive nessa noite a custa deles.

Então pessoal para quem gosta de dançar este site é uma coisa super gira, para quem não sabe dançar aqui vai umas dicas.

 

 http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=dMH0bHeiRNg

Boa sorte

 

publicado por guyan às 15:54
sinto-me: bom muito bom

18
Jun 08

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publicado por guyan às 17:25

Christopher Lee McCuin, o canibal
Homem matou, cozeu e comeu partes do corpo da namorada
Um norte-americano de 25 anos matou a namorada, cortou partes do seu corpo aos bocados, estufou-os e comeu. O caso está a horrorizar os habitantes de Tyler, a cerca de 100 milhas de Dallas, no Texas.
Maria Luiza Rolim
O canibal de Rotenburg inspirou a música Mein Teil da banda Rammstein
No passado dia 6, em Tyler, no Texas, quando um polícia norte-americano atendeu uma chamada para o 911, a extensão das urgências nos EUA, não acreditou no que estava a ouvir. Uma história digna de Hollywood, contada pelo próprio protagonista. Um homem de 25 anos, Christopher Lee McCuin, 25 anos, confessou que matara a namorada de 21 anos, cortara partes do cadáver e estava, naquele exacto momento, a pôr os bocados  de carne a estufar num tacho, que tinha a intenção de comer.  
Pelo sim, pelo não, os agentes de plantão decidiram investigar. O certo é que, quando as autoridades chegaram ao endereço indicado - a casa da mãe do criminoso - viram uma cena dantesca. Ou seja,  encontraram o corpo de Jana Shearer mutilado, tendo comprovado que o criminoso estava, de facto, a cozer partes do corpo da namorada. Segundo relatou o comissário J.B.Smith à agência Associated Press, o tacho ainda estava ao lume, a ferver... Os polícias viram, ainda, sobre a mesa, um prato com suculentos pedaços de carne humana espetados num garfo...
Canibal confesso
Christopher McCuin,  que alegou ter assassinado a namorada por "ordens de Deus", assegurou que estava a comer a carne, porém "a polícia não tem provas de que o o fez", disse o comissário Smith.  
As autoridades acreditam que McCuin sequestrou e assassinou a namorada na sexta-feira, dia 5, tendo transportado o cadáver numa carrinha, para a casa da sua mãe. De acordo com o relatório da polícia, antes de telefonar para as urgências, o rapaz chamou a mãe para ver o cadáver na garagem. Horrorizada e pensando tratar-se de um assalto, esta dirigiu-se à esquadra mais próxima. Entretanto, Christopher telefonou para o 911.
A morte da rapariga, por traumatismo craniano, e a mutilação do seu cadáver não são os únicos crimes pelos quais o canibal de Tyler vai responder em tribunal. Ainda segundo a polícia,  depois de matar a namorada e deixar o cadáver na garagem, o psicopata dirigiu-se para a casa da sua ex-mulher, onde encontrou o namorado desta, esfaqueando-o. Quando a polícia chegou, McCuin ainda estava na casa da ex-mulher, mas acabou por conseguir escapar, e esteve a monte até ao dia seguinte, quando regressou à casa da sua mãe e alertou o 911.  
William Veasley, 42 anos, o namorado da ex-mulher do canibal, foi transferido para o hospital, onde ainda se encontra em estado crítico.


 
Veja no YouTube o vídeo da música Mein Teil, dos Rammstein, inspirada no canibal de Rotenburg  

 


 
Canibais famosos  
O acto de comer carne humana - ritual praticado por culturas ancestrais e durante o período de extrema escassez - pode também representar a concretização de fantasias sexuais sádicas, associado a indivíduos de alguma forma deslocados na sociedade e quase sempre portadores de transtornos psíquicos, afirma a médica Nahlah Saimed, especialista em medicina legal, directora do Centro de Psiquiatria Forense da Vestfália, Alemanha.


 
Alguns dos homicídios mais famosos da história estão associados ao canibalismo patológico. Um dos casos mais antigos remonta ao século XVIII. Paulo Reisinger, que assassinou seis mulheres entre 1779 e 1786, comeu-lhes o coração. Estava convencido de que se comesse o coração - ainda a bater - das vítimas, obtinha sorte no jogo e o dom de se tornar invisível.


 
Outro caso famoso é o do japonês Issei Sagawa,, que em 1981, em França, matou e comeu a sua professora de alemão, a holandesa Renée Hartevelt, de 25 anos. A polícia ainda encontrou pedaços do corpo, cuidadosamente embrulhados, no seu frigorífico. O assassino, então com 33 anos e estudante de Literatura, tinha um fetiche por mulheres loiras, tendo feito um relato escrito do acto de canibalismo: "Corto o seu corpo e levo a carne assada à boca (...)", admitindo ter praticado sexo com o cadáver mutilado.


 
Sagawa foi internado numa clínica psiquiátrica francesa, onde foi diagnosticado como "psicótico intratável". Em 1985, graças às pressões do pai, um rico empresário japonês, acabou por ter alta, tendo regressado ao Japão onde, ainda hoje, é considerado uma espécie de ídolo pop bizarro.


 
O mais recente caso de canibalismo patológico conhecido é o do alemão Armin Wives, 'O Canibal de Rotenburg', que em 2006 foi condenado a prisão perpétua por um tribunal de Frankfurt por ter assassinado, esquartejado e comido parcialmente outro homem. Nascido em 1962, Weives, que se tornou conhecido também como 'Der Metzgermeister' (O Talhante Mestre), era um usuário da Internet.


 
O crime remonta a Março de 2001, tendo tido o acordo da própria vítima, Bernd Jurgen Brandes, que leu um anúncio divulgado pelo assassino na Internet. O homicídio foi praticado na casa de Armin Wives, local marcado para o encontro, onde o assassino começou por amputar o pénis de Brandes, como haviam combinado previamente.


 
A ideia era os dois comerem o órgão sexual da vítima, depois de temperado e frito (não se tem a certeza se a vítima comeu a sua parte, embora o assassino assegure que ele o fez). Em seguida, após Brandes desfalecer, Wives esquartejou-o, enterrou parte do corpo no jardim, e pôs o resto no freezer, de onde foi retirando a carne que iria comer nos meses seguintes.


 
Armin Weives somente veio a ser detido em Dezembro de 2002, quando um estudante austríaco alertou a polícia para um anúncio na Internet, posto por Wives, que mais uma vez solicitava um candidato para ser morto e comido. Os médicos que o examinaram deduziram que o assassino sofre de uma grave perturbação mental incurável, e é um perigo para a sociedade.


 
Nas buscas, as autoridades ainda encontraram pedaços de carne e ossos congelados, pertencentes a Brandes, bem como o macabro vídeo feito por Armin Wives, que mostra o assassino a matar, a desmembrar e a comer Brandes.


 
Segundo a imprensa alemã, o assassino terá dito à polícia que Brandes estava "obcecado" com a ideia de ser devorado vivo, desde que viu o filme 'O Silêncio dos Inocentes', de 1988, cujo personagem principal, o canibal Hannibal Lecter, é interpretado pelo actor Anthony Hopkins.


 

publicado por guyan às 15:40

05
Jun 08

Bem gente não tenho escrito a bue tempo, mas tive muito trabalho, depois fui de ferias a Lisboa…xiii que dor de cabeça. Lisboa!!!! ora decidi ser esperta (que burra que eu fui!!!) fui para a casa da minha tia (ela tem os parafusos todos soltos ISTO É OS QUE AINDA TEM) como podem imaginar eu bem tentava fugir mas a gaja é tipo pastilha elástica velha num sapato e muito chato de sacudir. Entretanto eu fui com a minha fofa a 1ª vez dela a Lisboa e como ela só tem 2 quase 3 anos decidi ir ao zoo. (Grande erro pois dia do fedelho havia putos para dar e vender lá). lá tive eu com ela 3 horas a espera para entrar e isto porque furei a fila senão acho que ainda lá estava (graças a deus levei a cadeirinha dela senão era 20kg ao colo)entretanto quando finalmente cheguei a bilheteira a minha tia louca diz então vão entrando que eu não vou ora eu cá pensando viva!!!! Mas perguntei então tia se não ias entrar porque vieste para ficar não rua ….Resposta dela para não te perderes com a menina?????? Quem eu perder me em Lisboa... Ela devia estar a gozar certo!! Eu vivi em Lisboa 4 anos e ate já vivi na china se la não me perdi ia me perder no meu próprio pais…eu só respondi sabes tia quando me mudei para Portugal a minha avó disse me isto quem tem boca vai a Roma acho que isso quer dizer se sabes falar não há crise ….daaa mas ela não percebeu ….Ora fico sentada num banco la fora durante 4 horas porque eu levei o meu tempo com a miúda para ver os bichos ela adorou. ora depois de sair lembrei me hhhaaa jantar com o meu pai hoje a noite então liguei para ele a combinar. Ora se isso deu bronca pois eu era incapaz de jantar com o meu pai e a miúda eu tinha que deixar a minha pimpolha com ela (ya!! Certo!!! isso mesmo!!! ia deixar a minha flor com uma louca. sei lá o que ela fazia a miúda se ela chora-se)ela nunca teve filhos ou conviveu com crianças hmmmm Eu disse não onde eu vou a Lia vai também não há crise ela continuo que o meu pai não ia gostar bla bla bla enfim fui jantar com o meu pai como sempre não houve problema depois fomos para casa no dia seguinte fomos ao oceanário que ela entrou e a miúda adorou os peixes e depois voltamos logo para casa (LAGOS)o mais rápido possível para fugir dela já tava a ficar louca xiii. E assim foram as minhas ferias curtas bue curtas

publicado por guyan às 12:51
sinto-me: doente comigo mesma

02
Mai 08

Fuck I had just been caught out man, what does he have eyes behind his head or maybe he can read my mind!!! I laughed and said, “yes I think that would be wise.” well we did the prep for church and sat down on the chairs and waited for “the nuns” like he put it. He looked at me and asked what was the matter?, well I was honest and said “well I am a bit shocked I have never seen a priest with jeans and t-shirt. I actually wanted to tell him it was cause he was drop dead sexy and that I wanted to jump on him and ravish all of him, well that would be wrong and to top it of we where in a church and I don’t think that it would be a good thing to do or say to a priest, I might land up I hell for it!! Well he looked at me and smiled with the sweetest smile that I had ever seen and like as if he knew what I meant with that line. He just said I believe you!

 

Well the bell rang again and the nuns swarmed the place like bees to a flower with the other girls “who were so dull that if the sun shined on them you could lose them in the contrast of the reflection. well like everyday we had that confession thing and when it came my turn I was wondering if I should confess all my thoughts or if I should be dull like the others and say something like, I forgot to pray before I went to bed yesterday or I had a bad thought of a girl etc. same mambo jumbo that we said everyday! I was definitely not going to say that I wanted to shag the priest. This is, if I knew that it was some other priest in the box and not him I would, but it was him that I wanted and that could give him a heart attack and well I did not want that.

Well like usual we did our  hail Mary’s and Fathers and then the nuns started to leave till there was know one in the church, besides me and him again. I did not mind that I would rather be alone with him in here than with all those females, which bore the shit out of me. Well I started to clean the church floor again and then the alter and I wanted to ask him something when I noticed that he was gone!! so I decided to look for him I walked across the alter to the little room at the end of the church where he kept the holy wine the bibles etc. I walked slowly and on my tip toes basically so that he would not hear me. when I reached the door I was not quite sure that it was locked or open so I decided to bend over (which was something that I never did because my uniform was so small that you could see my fruit of passion out in the open ready to be attacked by a large swollen and throbbing penis) well like I was saying I bent over and peeked through the key hole, something that I did not do since I was a kid. When I watched my brother shagging some bimbo that he brought home with him, boy where toughs good times! Well I presume that now you should be thinking my god what a sick girl or what can she see through the key hole!! well calm down I will tell you all in it good time, so I saw father Dave sitting in his chair (I believe the mother superiors one actually) so I stated to look closer rather yet focus more, to see and I saw him with his penis in his hand and he was moving it back and forth with strength as he did this he reached his climax and swung his head back and released his liquids of sin all over himself. I stared hard to make sure that I did not miss anything and that I had just seen this I could hardly believe my eyes. Then suddenly he looked at the door and I was sure that he knew I was there he stood up and started to clean himself up with some tissues that lay on the table for the crying students then he dropped his “dress” and threw the paper in the bin. so I thought it is time for me to move from here.. so I started to tip toe back to the alter were I had left my shoes previously, I put my shoes on quickly still in disbelief  and just sat on the floor and pretended that I was waiting for him and that I had not just seen him masturbate. Well like I thought a few seconds later he came out a bit flashed “I wonder why?!”  I could feel the steam brewing in me and I tried to control myself not to jump on him and rip all toughs cloths of and just do him like I have never done anyone before….to be continued

publicado por guyan às 10:36

24
Abr 08

As I walked into the confession room I decided to thank him for saving my hide earlier on. I walked in and said the normal thing we all say when we walk in, then I heard his sweet voice which said “yes, yes, your forgiven just tell me what are your sins?”, well at that point I decided to joke a bit with him so I said father I have done a great sin I made a priest lie to cover up for me and I would like to thank him! I was late for a meal and decided to come and relax here in church. When I finished my “confession” he said “okay you forgiven and it was a pleasure and you must say 5 of each prayer.” as I was about to leave I heard a voice again and this time he said “By the way what is your name?” I said “my name is Zelia.” I left the confession room and went to pray I was the last one so shortly after I left he came out and walked to the back room “where I think they sit and talk?!”

That evening when we where having dinner the mother superior or like I say mother bitch asked to see me after dinner. When I finished my meal I went of to see her I was thinking that I was in shit again but honestly this time I could not imagine what it could be. Well I knocked on the door and when I walked in what a shock I got the priest was there also I looked at him and thought that the asshole had turned me in, well that should teach me not to trust these people, the mother superior said “well Zelia looks like father Dave needs a new assistant and asked if you would like the job? “well in my amazement I was shocked with the question and looked at him and said well it depends on what the job implies he looked at me and said with that sexy voice of hi “well you will have to try it to see if you like it first” I said “okay I will take it !!” the mother told me to leave and go to the study hall to finish my studies I left but I did not go straight to the study hall I waited at the door to listen to there conversation I managed to hear he tell him that she would not recommend me because I was a hard case and did not listen to anyone and he answered well I liked her and I think that she will like to work in the church with me. Well then the mother said that if I did anything wrong that she would not hold herself responsible and that it would be his entire fault!! They stopped talking and I heard some steps towards the door and started to walk away when I walked round the corner I started to run quietly so that they would not hear me and went to the study hall.

The next day with the sun shining bright and warm, early in the morning, well that day I was going to start my new job at the church with father Dave for the first time. I was early to my own amazement or he was late. Well I stood at the door of the church waiting patiently for him and started to mumble a tune then I saw him approaching I was shocked to see that he did not leave his priest outfit on that they wore like the skin on there bones but instead he had a tight black shirt that showed his muscular body parts and as he approached I pretended not to stare at his body by looking at my hands as if I was looking at something on my nails.

I looked up and said “hello father how are you today?” well he looked at me with a big smile and said “hello! I am fine thanks and how are you today?” I said the usual that everyone says fine thanks .as he directed himself to the church door to unlock it I stood still and watched him I had never seen a priest that was so good looking in all my dull life, I let him walk in front as I waited for him to be four or five feet away from me and then I started to walk in to “ this was the strategy that I used to look at men’s ass and I could not believe that I was doing this , as he walked past I also got a wiff of his aftershave and I could feel a tingling feeling inside of me like a bottle of fizz that had been shaken and that was ready to blow. I had never seen a priest that looked this good he walked down the corridor between the chairs and as I walked I stared at his ass, which was tight and in place like a statue of Michael Angelo the one of David. Well he turned around and looked at me and said “I am going to change clothes,” oohhh I thought can I help!! Then he said “so that you can stop staring at me.”

 

publicado por guyan às 18:21

23
Abr 08

Bem pessoal digam o que pensam se faz favor para saber se ta bom ou mau se gostam ou não.

okay people please tell me what you think if you like the stories or not .

okay pessoal esta historia é um pouco longa portanto dividi em partes e vou por por partes ate acabar.

okay this is a long story so i broke it up and will place a bit every day till it is finished.

Our father who is in heaven……I was in church again and the priest had told me to pray ten our fathers and five hail Mary’s well I was to pray for redemption I was having a hard time in concentrating on the prayers, after all what I had done was not that serious and even the priest said so. Well my name is Zelia and I am stuck in a convent a nun’s one, as you can imagine this place sucks more than a vacuum cleaner. I was sent hear for the correction of public miss conduct so they call it, I just call it a naked swim in the main square fountain. Well I am stuck here and there is nothing fun to do ever!

Today is another day and well guess what? I have to go to confession AGAIN what do they expect a lot of girls in one house who cant even fart with out being caught have to confess...well beats the shit out of me, I am actually quite curious to go today because I heard that there was a new priest and that he had a really nice “voice” well hopefully that is not the only thing hat he has nice. I am going earlier to try to get a glimpse of him before he goes into the little box ,I can look but I can’t touch “yet”, I will one day still fuck one of these virgin men “how can they live without sex? They must be mad!”

I was late for breakfast so I decided to go straight to church and pretend that I was not late for breakfast, but intentionally missed the meal to pray. What a load of shit but I hope that I would be able to trick them into believing it. As I walked into the chapel I intended to sit down and relax a bit before all that praying that I would have to do, I heard a voice that was like the angels singing a sweet tune to my ears “A mans voice” a new mans voice!! The blood ran through my veins and I started to feel a hot feeling come down from under my school clothes, a man I am free!! Then like a flash I realized it was the new pries and he said “Haa!! So you are the black sheep hear, the one that does not get ready in time and comes to the church to pretend that she missed breakfast on purpose.” “Well good luck, I don’t think the nuns will believe that story!”

I started to scan the room to know where the voice came from, and then I saw on top of the stage where the choir girls sing, him the man, that we all had heard about. the new priest, as I looked at him I said” yeah, that is me always trying to fool the nuns!! what else is there to do hear?!” he was a tall and elegant man, even though I would rather prefer to see him without the stupid white cloth that covers all the curves of his muscular body and that hides all the assets that I so much liked to have in me!!! He said once again “well come on up, lets talk a bit nothing to melodramatic, I can just barely handle all toughs confessions.”

Well as I walked to the choir stage I started to think that not only did he have a really sexy voice but also he actually seemed like a nice guy!

Well as I reached him he looked at me and said “yep! You really are the black sheep hear.” I laughed and said “I am here against my will” and he said “yes!! I can see that, you do know that if you behave then they will let you our faster.” Well I sat there and talked to him for a while, his name was Father Dave he was a really nice person and as he spoke I listened, it was nice to have someone to talk to and also know that he would never tell anyone .The bell went off again and he looked at me and said,” well hear come the nuns! again.” I started to walk of the stage, when suddenly in front of me was that huge bitch, mother Louise she was like a wart on your ass, that always annoys you when you move and then she started to go of on how I was irresponsible, selfish girl and that she would punish me and all that shit she always said when I did something wrong. Then to my amazement father Dave looked at her and said that I was helping him, in the church. That he had seen me walking outside towards the eating hall and that he had called out for me therefore I had missed my meal because I was helping him!! Not because I was late. Well that definitely shut her up she did not sound one more word on the subject. We did all the usual things singing praying and then confession; I knew that today’s confession would defiantly be different and actually fun.  

publicado por guyan às 18:13
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Abr 08

It was 1980 and i am new in town, the strange thing about this town is that I feel as if I am at home. The people here are very friendly but I am sure that there is a dark side to all this and so I started to investigate this town. There are few bars and a lot of people, here the men are over whelming and the girls are very sexy. The one story I am going to tell you about is a true story that a girl called Rubi told me. At one of these bars she sat and spoke with a wondering expression she was 20 years old and had just left here boyfriend all because of this one winter night that touched her soul. she started her story as she walked home from a party near by her home, she described her dress it was a long black satin dress that sat on her body like a glove, it  was smooth and marked all the curves of her body, she could not wear any underwear for it was visible, she also had her black satin high heels and a long coat .She was walking to her house which was near the big and dark forest that was said to be haunted with ghosts and it was on the outskirts of this small town .As she walked a black car driven by a man drove past and stopped shortly after. It stopped and reversed the man inside was mysterious and asked if she would like a lift and she said sure why not ...so she climbed into the car and found that this man was a new man in town she had never seen him. He was overwhelmingly good looking and had the most amazing eyes that she had ever seen in her whole life. Well to her amazement he seemed just as interested in her as she did in him. They drove for a while till he asked her in a deep rough voice if she had ever been in the forest at night and she said no!! That it was haunted to her amazement he laughed and said I am not scared of ghosts are you? Let’s go there and walk around and see if there are really ghosts! Rubi agreed for ghosts don’t exist…they got out the car and slowly walked into the forest. As they walked the man place his hand on her black satin dress and gave her a shivering feeling that went down her spine. then he stopped her and slowly kissed her already moist lips, slid his hands down to her waist and pulled her closer he gently started to feel her breasts and kissing her neck then he turned her around and slowly pulled of her dress. once more he turned her around and examined her body in the moonlight her nipples where hard from the cold her skin white like snow and smooth like a feather by this time ruby started to feel that her body was going to explode if this stranger did not do anything with her, she has never wanted to have someone this much in her whole life. then as if the stranger was reading her mind he pulled her to the ground, which was covered with leaves and pines from the surrounding pine and oak trees, he slipped his hands between her legs feeling the humidity coming from there, then he opened her legs and with a leaf that lay on the humid forest floor he gently started to caress her he moved  the leaf up and down twirled it till she could not handle the pressure of this over whelming excitement, she grabbed the dirt on the ground as her body moved uncontrollably to the sensation of the leaf , then like a nuclear bomb she exploded she screamed of pleasure, moves to the leaf  and then she started to undo his pants. She could feel the excitement in him the hardness of his penis. The wild beast she had aroused in him, she placed her self on her knees and started to suck on the fruit of Adam simultaneously she caressed the fruit of Adam to make it grow stronger, more powerful he grabbed her hair and made her stay there until she managed to make him go to heaven and back, like a thunderstorm he came in her mouth and she was unable to stop this man for he made her go crazy like no other. Savagely he pulled her of and turned her around and then like a savage beast he was he climbed on her and dominated her. he grabbed her breasts as if handles to control her and forcefully pushed deeper and deeper, back and forward roughly to make sure she could feel him and know she could not escape him. He enters and leaves her powerfully and every time she could feel him take her, dominate her well enough to make her involuntarily sway with his body like the savage animals in the wild. She moaned and gowned like a beast being taken by force like a lion possessing his mate. Then once more e grabbed her and lay her on her back and with immense power thrust his penis in her she screamed and mooned in pleasure her air was faint as she screaming every time for more more!! harder harder!! and like an animal he did as she ordered, he pushed all he could, placed his rough fingers between her legs and caressed her even more than she ever thought he would be able to, she screamed and moaned in pure lustful pleasure till her voice faded away in the mist of the dark humid and haunted forest, slowly they calmed down after four hours and it was almost dawn. He stopped caressing her he stood up and slowly walked away naked like a wild animal that had just fed. As he walked she watched him, she was so tired she could hardly move and then suddenly like fog he vanished into thin air like a ghost from the past with no trace…

 

Months later she found a old news paper in the library with a title “missing in haunted forest” dated 1969 they put a small picture and she knew him… for this reason Rubi wonders the forest at nigh looking for the man that drove her crazy for one night .

 

publicado por guyan às 18:31

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