Sunday, April 30, 2006
Query
In my desperate attempt at procrastinating even longer, I've decided to answer the question for this google searcher:
According to Wikipedia "The physiological purpose of nipples is to deliver milk produced in the female mammary glands during lactation to the infant. In the male, nipples are often not considered functional with regard to breastfeeding, although male lactation is possible. Mammalian infants have a rooting instinct for seeking the nipple, and a sucking instinct for extracting milk.
Stimulation or sexual arousal can cause the nipples to become erect. Breastfeeding or exposure to cold temperatures often have this effect as well."
There you go.
Apologies for resorting to Wikipedia- attempts to find a more academic source beared fruitless and I really should get back to studying.
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The internet is... fun/ny?
One step forward, two steps backward...
Morroco gets first women preachers
Morocco has just graduated its first team of women preachers to be deployed as a vanguard in its fight against any slide towards Islamic extremism.
"The Morshidat will be in charge of leading religious discussions, give lessons in Islam, give moral support to people in difficulty and guide the faithful towards a tolerant Islam," she added.
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Iran clerics decree end of stadium ban
Iranian conservatives have called on the country's president to reverse his decision to let women into sports stadiums, saying it is against Islamic values.
Ahmadinejad promised a return to the values of the 1979 Islamic revolution when he was elected last year, prompting many in the establishment to expect rigorous enforcement of Islamic dress and other social codes.
But he has been more moderate on social issues than many expected.
Morocco has just graduated its first team of women preachers to be deployed as a vanguard in its fight against any slide towards Islamic extremism.
"The Morshidat will be in charge of leading religious discussions, give lessons in Islam, give moral support to people in difficulty and guide the faithful towards a tolerant Islam," she added.
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Iran clerics decree end of stadium ban
Iranian conservatives have called on the country's president to reverse his decision to let women into sports stadiums, saying it is against Islamic values.
Ahmadinejad promised a return to the values of the 1979 Islamic revolution when he was elected last year, prompting many in the establishment to expect rigorous enforcement of Islamic dress and other social codes.
But he has been more moderate on social issues than many expected.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
July is coming
So now that I'm done with fantasy.. it's back to complaining about real life.
Update: Exams aren't over yet. I have a final on Monday- I haven't been to class since the midterm and I only begin studying tomorrow (Staturday) at 4pm. I think I'll do OK.
I'm still settling into my new home and have been stupidly busy gettign random knicknaks; big pieces of furniture, paint, i dunno.
I'm really really lacking on the sleep. REALLY. I have black bags for the first time in a long time.
I twisted my ankle yesterday. So, to top off all the running around and carrying- I'm slightly disabled.
I have a friend coming in from Toronto to pick up my old bedroom because I don't want it and he does. He arrives at 5 am. It is now 1:22 am. I have to go to sleep.
Sorry for the negativity.
Update: Exams aren't over yet. I have a final on Monday- I haven't been to class since the midterm and I only begin studying tomorrow (Staturday) at 4pm. I think I'll do OK.
I'm still settling into my new home and have been stupidly busy gettign random knicknaks; big pieces of furniture, paint, i dunno.
I'm really really lacking on the sleep. REALLY. I have black bags for the first time in a long time.
I twisted my ankle yesterday. So, to top off all the running around and carrying- I'm slightly disabled.
I have a friend coming in from Toronto to pick up my old bedroom because I don't want it and he does. He arrives at 5 am. It is now 1:22 am. I have to go to sleep.
Sorry for the negativity.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
She got in her car and called him “Hello?” “Hi, I’m coming back.”
“My mother is home”
“So, what do you want me to do?” She knew she was being unreasonable. She couldn’t bring him to her home, so she couldn’t expect so much more from him. But she wanted to see him, even if only for a little while.
“Babe, you know there is noting I can do. If she is around, she gets very upset when you come over.”
“What are you saying? I can’t see you?”
“Baby, you know it isn’t up to me.”
“Fair enough…I’m going to go home, I guess I better get some work done anyway”.
He could hear the disappointment in her voice, and after he hung up, he felt terrible. He wanted to see her as well. He wanted to hold her and see her smile. He wanted to tickle her.
He called her back. “Come over, we’ll sneak you back in”.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll sneak you in through the window.”
“Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?”
“Don’t worry about it. Just come.”
She contemplated it for a second, and decided not to worry about it and just go.
She smiled. “On my way.”
He sister climbed in the car and she quickly dropped her off and said she would be back in a few hours.
She got to his house and parked the car on the next street, slipped her big sunglasses on her face, let down her hair, locked the car and started walking towards his house.
She called him. “I’m here”
“Ok, I’m going to go open the gate, then go back inside. Be quiet and go to my bedroom window.”
“What if they see me through the living room window?”
“Crawl”
So she did.
Her heart was thumping as she crept under the other windows leading to his bedroom. It was one thing to walk into his house and deal with his mother’s cold stares. It was another to be caught sneaking into her home.
She got to his window and looked up. The window was open and he was standing there with a goofy grin on his face. She climbed over the window; he offered her a helping hand but she ignored it. She always did. She doesn’t need a man to hold her up.
She landed in his room with a thump which made both of them stare quietly at each other. Had his family heard? After about a minute, when no one came to his door, they started giggling- they had been suppressing it since she landed.
She gave him a big hug. They sat down on the floor in his room, quietly smiling at each other.
“My mother is home”
“So, what do you want me to do?” She knew she was being unreasonable. She couldn’t bring him to her home, so she couldn’t expect so much more from him. But she wanted to see him, even if only for a little while.
“Babe, you know there is noting I can do. If she is around, she gets very upset when you come over.”
“What are you saying? I can’t see you?”
“Baby, you know it isn’t up to me.”
“Fair enough…I’m going to go home, I guess I better get some work done anyway”.
He could hear the disappointment in her voice, and after he hung up, he felt terrible. He wanted to see her as well. He wanted to hold her and see her smile. He wanted to tickle her.
He called her back. “Come over, we’ll sneak you back in”.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll sneak you in through the window.”
“Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?”
“Don’t worry about it. Just come.”
She contemplated it for a second, and decided not to worry about it and just go.
She smiled. “On my way.”
He sister climbed in the car and she quickly dropped her off and said she would be back in a few hours.
She got to his house and parked the car on the next street, slipped her big sunglasses on her face, let down her hair, locked the car and started walking towards his house.
She called him. “I’m here”
“Ok, I’m going to go open the gate, then go back inside. Be quiet and go to my bedroom window.”
“What if they see me through the living room window?”
“Crawl”
So she did.
Her heart was thumping as she crept under the other windows leading to his bedroom. It was one thing to walk into his house and deal with his mother’s cold stares. It was another to be caught sneaking into her home.
She got to his window and looked up. The window was open and he was standing there with a goofy grin on his face. She climbed over the window; he offered her a helping hand but she ignored it. She always did. She doesn’t need a man to hold her up.
She landed in his room with a thump which made both of them stare quietly at each other. Had his family heard? After about a minute, when no one came to his door, they started giggling- they had been suppressing it since she landed.
She gave him a big hug. They sat down on the floor in his room, quietly smiling at each other.
Monday, April 24, 2006
She had only been away from him for an hour, but as she patted her self dry with her big white towel, she wanted him to hold her again. She missed his caress. She pushed the unruly thoughts out of her head as she tried to sit down and get some studying done so she could go out and see him that night.
Several hours later, she sighed as she realized sunset was coming. She decided she had done enough. She walked out of her room to spend some time with her mom. Her mother was watching Arabic TV and drinking tea. So she sat down next to her and asked how her day had been. “Long, your brother and sister are driving me crazy; they never want to get their studying done and I don’t know how to handle them anymore”. Just as her mother had finished her sentence, her sister started calling her name from the other end of the house. “SAHARA”. When she asked her parents why they had chosen that name for her, they never had an answer. It mean desert, wilderness. She reflected her name in every way, she was lonely, she looked and felt like scorched wilderness. She wasn’t parched and infertile; she was like desert sand dunes, affected by the wind but standing strong.
Her sister wanted to be driven to her friend’s house. She looked at her mother, silently asking whether she should agree. Her mother nodded. “But she has to be back home by a decent hour. If that means you have to be the one to bring her back, so be it. It’s up to you”. Her sister, Lena, looked at her, silently pleading for her to agree. Sahara agreed. It meant she had an explanation for leaving the house to go see him again.
“When do you want to go?”
“Whenever you’re ready.”
“Go get dressed, I’ll be ready in ten”
Her sister ran back up the stairs to her room. She knew her sister would need more than ten minutes. She always did. She smiled at her mom. “Since I’m taking her, I might as well drop by Shireen’s place for a coffee, I’ve barely seen her because of all this school work”. Her mom nodded. She didn’t question her. She trusted her, both her parents did.
So she went upstairs and got changed. She put a deep purple bra and lacy thong on, knowing full well he would barely notice them. She slipped on a pair of comfortable jeans and a gray baggy t-shirt, a pair of trainers and walked out of the door, having barely ran a brush through her hair. She liked feeling comfortable around him. They would lie down and watch TV, and relaxation is key.
Several hours later, she sighed as she realized sunset was coming. She decided she had done enough. She walked out of her room to spend some time with her mom. Her mother was watching Arabic TV and drinking tea. So she sat down next to her and asked how her day had been. “Long, your brother and sister are driving me crazy; they never want to get their studying done and I don’t know how to handle them anymore”. Just as her mother had finished her sentence, her sister started calling her name from the other end of the house. “SAHARA”. When she asked her parents why they had chosen that name for her, they never had an answer. It mean desert, wilderness. She reflected her name in every way, she was lonely, she looked and felt like scorched wilderness. She wasn’t parched and infertile; she was like desert sand dunes, affected by the wind but standing strong.
Her sister wanted to be driven to her friend’s house. She looked at her mother, silently asking whether she should agree. Her mother nodded. “But she has to be back home by a decent hour. If that means you have to be the one to bring her back, so be it. It’s up to you”. Her sister, Lena, looked at her, silently pleading for her to agree. Sahara agreed. It meant she had an explanation for leaving the house to go see him again.
“When do you want to go?”
“Whenever you’re ready.”
“Go get dressed, I’ll be ready in ten”
Her sister ran back up the stairs to her room. She knew her sister would need more than ten minutes. She always did. She smiled at her mom. “Since I’m taking her, I might as well drop by Shireen’s place for a coffee, I’ve barely seen her because of all this school work”. Her mom nodded. She didn’t question her. She trusted her, both her parents did.
So she went upstairs and got changed. She put a deep purple bra and lacy thong on, knowing full well he would barely notice them. She slipped on a pair of comfortable jeans and a gray baggy t-shirt, a pair of trainers and walked out of the door, having barely ran a brush through her hair. She liked feeling comfortable around him. They would lie down and watch TV, and relaxation is key.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
...now that I have a little time on my hands...
I should be studying, but I've been inspired by mystique.
..here goes:
10:23 am on a lazy Sunday morning in the spring. It was raining outside. Neither of them wanted to get out of bed; the weather was too gray and there was nothing pressing that needed to get done. All that could be seen from their small bedroom window was a coat of rain over a dreary city.
She was sleeping when she felt him moving slowly to reach her. He turned over and got to work with his tongue. He started licking her inner thigh and she roused from her sleepiness. She still had her eyes closed, but she was smiling. She spread her legs slowly to allow him easier access.
She slept in the nude. They both did. They enjoyed lying naked on one another before bed and early in the morning. Besides, it always had interesting results when he was up and antsy in the morning.
Yeah, so…. His lips were caressing her right thigh. She spread her legs and he got that naughty twinkling look in his eye. He stopped.
Kissed her lips good morning and she kept her eyes closed. He got up to go brush his teeth. She opened her eyes and watched his tight backside as he stood.
Her: “Wait! Where do you think you are going?”
Him: “Good morning sleepyhead.”
Her: “Good morning! Now come back here and kiss me.”
So he did. And then he tried to stand up again. She grabbed his naked chest and plunked him back down onto the bed. “I’m horny… and by the looks of it, so are you; now be a good boy and fuck my brains out” She smiled as she looked down at his erectness hungrily as if it were a gourmet meal she could devour.
He smiled at his baby. He would love to thump her till she could no longer stand straight. Her pussy was always so tight and received him so welcomingly. So juicy… just thinking about her, he hardened further.
So he kissed her. And she kissed him back.
As he began to caress her neck with his mouth, she murmured “Did you sleep well?” “Like a baby, you?” She was about to respond, but his tongue hit the spot in her neck and she let out a quiet moan instead.
Nothing satisfied him more than satisfying her. He loved hearing her moan, groan, cry out in ecstasy and whimper afterwards. So he moved his right hand from the small of her back to her already stiff nipple. “How’s that?” She smiled and nodded, “yeah”.
He teased her nipples for a long time. She liked that. With his fingers, with his lips, his tongue, his teeth. She could lay there for hours if he kept at it. Her brain was already cloudy. Drugged with passion for him. He made her feel like a woman…he was the first person to make her feel like a woman. In bed, but outside of it also. He was mischievous and playful when it came to sex; he was always a perfect gentleman otherwise. She was his lady. He was her secret man.
After a good romp in the sack and some breakfast, she got dressed and he went back to bed. She slipped in her car, reversed out of his garage, lit a cigarette and went home.
Her dad was sitting in the garden, reading a book. “Hi Habibti, how was last night?”
“Good, Sarah and I got a lot done, but I might need to go back tomorrow so we can finish off a few finals details for our school project. I really want to do well this year so I can get into the Universities I pick”.
“Bravo aleki habibti” he said as he turned back to his book, barely having registered what she said to him.
She went straight to her room and turned on the hot water in the shower. She slipped off her clothes and slid into the steaming shower water. And then she began to think of him, so peaceful as he slept. So naughty inside of her. So manly in general. Her thoughts swirled with the hot water as she remembered yet again that her life was a lie, a secret… and what her family would do if they ever found out.
..here goes:
10:23 am on a lazy Sunday morning in the spring. It was raining outside. Neither of them wanted to get out of bed; the weather was too gray and there was nothing pressing that needed to get done. All that could be seen from their small bedroom window was a coat of rain over a dreary city.
She was sleeping when she felt him moving slowly to reach her. He turned over and got to work with his tongue. He started licking her inner thigh and she roused from her sleepiness. She still had her eyes closed, but she was smiling. She spread her legs slowly to allow him easier access.
She slept in the nude. They both did. They enjoyed lying naked on one another before bed and early in the morning. Besides, it always had interesting results when he was up and antsy in the morning.
Yeah, so…. His lips were caressing her right thigh. She spread her legs and he got that naughty twinkling look in his eye. He stopped.
Kissed her lips good morning and she kept her eyes closed. He got up to go brush his teeth. She opened her eyes and watched his tight backside as he stood.
Her: “Wait! Where do you think you are going?”
Him: “Good morning sleepyhead.”
Her: “Good morning! Now come back here and kiss me.”
So he did. And then he tried to stand up again. She grabbed his naked chest and plunked him back down onto the bed. “I’m horny… and by the looks of it, so are you; now be a good boy and fuck my brains out” She smiled as she looked down at his erectness hungrily as if it were a gourmet meal she could devour.
He smiled at his baby. He would love to thump her till she could no longer stand straight. Her pussy was always so tight and received him so welcomingly. So juicy… just thinking about her, he hardened further.
So he kissed her. And she kissed him back.
As he began to caress her neck with his mouth, she murmured “Did you sleep well?” “Like a baby, you?” She was about to respond, but his tongue hit the spot in her neck and she let out a quiet moan instead.
Nothing satisfied him more than satisfying her. He loved hearing her moan, groan, cry out in ecstasy and whimper afterwards. So he moved his right hand from the small of her back to her already stiff nipple. “How’s that?” She smiled and nodded, “yeah”.
He teased her nipples for a long time. She liked that. With his fingers, with his lips, his tongue, his teeth. She could lay there for hours if he kept at it. Her brain was already cloudy. Drugged with passion for him. He made her feel like a woman…he was the first person to make her feel like a woman. In bed, but outside of it also. He was mischievous and playful when it came to sex; he was always a perfect gentleman otherwise. She was his lady. He was her secret man.
After a good romp in the sack and some breakfast, she got dressed and he went back to bed. She slipped in her car, reversed out of his garage, lit a cigarette and went home.
Her dad was sitting in the garden, reading a book. “Hi Habibti, how was last night?”
“Good, Sarah and I got a lot done, but I might need to go back tomorrow so we can finish off a few finals details for our school project. I really want to do well this year so I can get into the Universities I pick”.
“Bravo aleki habibti” he said as he turned back to his book, barely having registered what she said to him.
She went straight to her room and turned on the hot water in the shower. She slipped off her clothes and slid into the steaming shower water. And then she began to think of him, so peaceful as he slept. So naughty inside of her. So manly in general. Her thoughts swirled with the hot water as she remembered yet again that her life was a lie, a secret… and what her family would do if they ever found out.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Post No. 100
I have MOVED (little chicken dance and two claps)
I know, I know, people move all the time and I doesn't have to be such an affair. But I have a lot of stuff. And no time. And a lot of deliveries. Furniture shopping is on my all-time favourite things to do. Shame we only get to do it so sporadically. Anyway, its done :)
My new place is.. Gorgeous. I must admit, I'm in love. I will post picture of be breathtaking view as soon as I can.
Last night was the first night at my new place.. And I'm still catching up on that sleep.
But I had to drag my ass out of bed today so I can start studying for a final on Monday. I completely, pathetically, ridiculously FAILED an exam on Thursday. I've never done so badly on an exam my entire life. I'm disgusted.
Life goes on.
Right, so Blogger tells me this is my 100th post.. reason to celebrate?
..moving on,
I'm EXHAUSTED but ECSTATIC.
I know, I know, people move all the time and I doesn't have to be such an affair. But I have a lot of stuff. And no time. And a lot of deliveries. Furniture shopping is on my all-time favourite things to do. Shame we only get to do it so sporadically. Anyway, its done :)
My new place is.. Gorgeous. I must admit, I'm in love. I will post picture of be breathtaking view as soon as I can.
Last night was the first night at my new place.. And I'm still catching up on that sleep.
But I had to drag my ass out of bed today so I can start studying for a final on Monday. I completely, pathetically, ridiculously FAILED an exam on Thursday. I've never done so badly on an exam my entire life. I'm disgusted.
Life goes on.
Right, so Blogger tells me this is my 100th post.. reason to celebrate?
..moving on,
I'm EXHAUSTED but ECSTATIC.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
No.. I STILL haven't moved.
I am, however, living amongst boxes, suitcases and a general moving mayhem.
It has been put off because of a whole multitude of reasons out of my control, which I don't particularly feel like getting into...
... But between finals, getting my portfolio ready, packing and moving.. I'm beginning to lose it.
I don't get a break till the 3rd of July- and then I have the rest of the summer to play. I'm literally counting the days.
ugh.
It has been put off because of a whole multitude of reasons out of my control, which I don't particularly feel like getting into...
... But between finals, getting my portfolio ready, packing and moving.. I'm beginning to lose it.
I don't get a break till the 3rd of July- and then I have the rest of the summer to play. I'm literally counting the days.
ugh.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Today was a busy day. Today I received an award of recognition for student contribution to my University. Today was the last day of classes. Today was sunny. Today I went to the lookout and walked on "my mountain". Today I got a ticket.
Bilingualism is sweet.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Ralph Nader
I went to his lecture on campus today. He kicks ass. I'm going study law.Peace
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Today it snowed
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Spring = Weather Rollercoaster
Shit.
How does it go from a high of TWENTY TWO, barbqs on terraces and a multitude of miniskirts all over the place.. to rain rain RAIN
:'(
Last week, we had this freak summer day... and now it's gray again.. it's coming. I can feel it.. spring... please!
...stil packing those boxes.
Be back soon.
How does it go from a high of TWENTY TWO, barbqs on terraces and a multitude of miniskirts all over the place.. to rain rain RAIN
:'(
Last week, we had this freak summer day... and now it's gray again.. it's coming. I can feel it.. spring... please!
...stil packing those boxes.
Be back soon.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
I'm Moving!
So, I'm sitting here trying to pack my apartment and clothes.. and well, life.
I also have a paper due on Monday. So, I'm doing laundry and writing in between. Its actually working pretty well.
Moving during finals... Its like my worst nightmare coming true.
But if you must, you must.
I also have a paper due on Monday. So, I'm doing laundry and writing in between. Its actually working pretty well.
Moving during finals... Its like my worst nightmare coming true.
But if you must, you must.
