<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859</id><updated>2012-01-03T05:12:17.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyThoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-7344983709681565525</id><published>2012-01-03T05:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T05:12:17.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I spent the first day of the New Year!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETfNUaMFUR0/TwL97Er52DI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dWSTkJucf3A/s1600/visionboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETfNUaMFUR0/TwL97Er52DI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dWSTkJucf3A/s200/visionboard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693392070261725234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the First day of the new year with family and friends!!!! Making Vision boards!!!! I will make this my focus for the new year!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-7344983709681565525?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/7344983709681565525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=7344983709681565525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/7344983709681565525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/7344983709681565525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-i-spent-first-day-of-new-year.html' title='How I spent the first day of the New Year!!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETfNUaMFUR0/TwL97Er52DI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dWSTkJucf3A/s72-c/visionboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-3874822390325334723</id><published>2012-01-03T05:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T05:07:53.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photo updates!!! ONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3Ybb6Lr-RA/TwL89LvMh1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/lPZIgqVa7Sc/s1600/Wife_Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3Ybb6Lr-RA/TwL89LvMh1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/lPZIgqVa7Sc/s200/Wife_Mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693391007002691410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic from my Beautiful Wife's book signing!!!!!!! On the left is my play cousin/sister/family friend!! On the right is my mother!!!! In the center is of course my wife!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-3874822390325334723?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/3874822390325334723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=3874822390325334723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3874822390325334723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3874822390325334723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-photo-updates-one.html' title='Some photo updates!!! ONE!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3Ybb6Lr-RA/TwL89LvMh1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/lPZIgqVa7Sc/s72-c/Wife_Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-3919400451251702065</id><published>2012-01-03T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T04:59:07.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year!!!!!! ,New me??????</title><content type='html'>NAW!!!!! But I do plan to make some changes!!!! Tracking my food, tracking my workouts, train harder!!!!!!!! My goals for 2012 our just to be a better me!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-3919400451251702065?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/3919400451251702065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=3919400451251702065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3919400451251702065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3919400451251702065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='New year!!!!!! ,New me??????'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-8402404672351630229</id><published>2011-12-30T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T05:57:37.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dU1kQUDuCYo/Tv3DC40abTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eXDZmSSM5Pk/s1600/402552_297158336986305_193961570639316_787338_139219519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dU1kQUDuCYo/Tv3DC40abTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eXDZmSSM5Pk/s200/402552_297158336986305_193961570639316_787338_139219519_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691919958445550898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is the official book party release!!!!! I'm so excited and proud for my wife!!! She will be the next Oprah!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-8402404672351630229?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/8402404672351630229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=8402404672351630229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8402404672351630229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8402404672351630229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2011/12/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day!!!!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dU1kQUDuCYo/Tv3DC40abTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eXDZmSSM5Pk/s72-c/402552_297158336986305_193961570639316_787338_139219519_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-81845859654198847</id><published>2011-12-29T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T12:47:27.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it's been a minute!!!</title><content type='html'>So what's new??? I've been married a little over a year now and loving it!! My wife is such an exceptional woman, she is an author, networking extraordinaire, life coach, entrepreneur, co-hosts a talk show, and all around woman!!!! My daughter is still a vegen, she is a junior in high school now and growing up more every day. My son is a senior in high school, great student, and a great kid all around as well. They are both working now at the waffle house1!! As far as myself goes I'm just doing me!! I still work at DELL, except now I work from home and I trying to work out more often and eat better!!! All in all life is pretty damn good!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-81845859654198847?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/81845859654198847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=81845859654198847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/81845859654198847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/81845859654198847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2011/12/wow-its-been-minute.html' title='Wow it&apos;s been a minute!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-5346155235011789744</id><published>2010-11-19T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:22:54.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes we finally did it officially Oct. 9th 2010 we tied the knot!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-5346155235011789744?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/5346155235011789744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=5346155235011789744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/5346155235011789744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/5346155235011789744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2010/11/married.html' title='Married!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-1763100489172530180</id><published>2010-06-29T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T04:35:59.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!!!!</title><content type='html'>I completely forgot about my blog, LOL!!! I've been so busy with life!!!! Plus I have tons of new video games to beat. Maybe I'll pick this back up only time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-1763100489172530180?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/1763100489172530180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=1763100489172530180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1763100489172530180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1763100489172530180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow.html' title='Wow!!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-7925019007572804637</id><published>2010-03-08T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T06:53:27.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to start?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>I've been doing so much and not enough LOL!!!!!! I've been living and loving life!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-7925019007572804637?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/7925019007572804637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=7925019007572804637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/7925019007572804637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/7925019007572804637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-to-start.html' title='Where to start?!?!?!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-3643333630058872373</id><published>2009-11-17T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:15:19.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Minute</title><content type='html'>Wow its been a minute so I feel I need to post a update. Sex life is great. We went to Myrtle Beach for my girls Germany High School Reunion. Had a great time and made some new friends. My girl got moved into her office, she's been working out of the home but I understand its easier to focus on work when you have to get up and go the office. Plus its win, win, for me because I hope now she will be able to relate to how I feel when the weekend come around and I'm just happy to be home. I'm also happy for her and the business to be taking steps forward. We moved into a bigger house, I like it alot its a little older but it has hard wood floors and a massive yard so I can keep the kids busy with yard work when I need to (LOL). I will be trying to get back active on my blog just know promises at this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-3643333630058872373?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/3643333630058872373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=3643333630058872373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3643333630058872373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3643333630058872373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/11/minutr.html' title='A Minute'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-8189031835101332472</id><published>2009-09-02T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:14:40.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My own army LOL</title><content type='html'>Well thats at least how I feel, lol. Let me explain my girlfriend who is a inspiration as well the love of my life, has always had this notion to give back to show thanks for all the bleesings in our life. Now originally we had planned to foster a child (after much nudging from her, lol, see how she makes me better) but before that could ever come to fruition we were given the option to help out two of  her teenage brothers who had recenlty became homeless. So now I have 4 teenage high school kids (3 freshmans and 1 sophmore) living in our house. WOOOOW. It still amazes me that we all fit, lol. So while I haven't been nearly as busy as my girlfriend (because she has had to do all the actual work associated with takeing in two kids ie. register them in school, take them school supply shopping, paperwork) our house hs been quite busy. See so I feel like I can go up to any other house in the nieghborhood and say hey I bet my house can whoop your house, LOL. So all and all my life is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-8189031835101332472?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/8189031835101332472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=8189031835101332472&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8189031835101332472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8189031835101332472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-own-army-lol.html' title='My own army LOL'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-665793509547379147</id><published>2009-07-27T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:44:06.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The chair.</title><content type='html'>This one is another that is really simple and is really all about the build up and anticipation. On Wednesday night I put a dinning room chair up against the wall in the bedroom. On Thursday night I put a pair of her heels that liked to see her wear on the seat of the chair. On Friday I placed a dress to go with the heels on the chair. On Friday night I sent her an email telling her she needed to have on the items I put out on the chair at 6pm Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 6:30pm she walks out the room looking and smelling good. So I take her back to the chair and set her down and turn on some music then I started to slowly kiss her neck and lips. ( Now if you noticed I didn't set out any panties for her to put on here is why lol. ) I continued to kiss my way down to her thighs and made my way to her spot, now after I let her cum once, I stood her up and turned her around. Had her kneel on the chair and grab the back of the chair with her hands and slowly entered from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you have never tried this position unless you have really wide chairs you have to go slow, which was fine for me because what this position is good for is hitting her G-Spot. So I slowly stroked her G-spot, while my hands caressed her nipples and clit. The same time my lips are on her neck and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you get the picture....... we eventually had to finish up on the bed because after awhile the seat of the chair became to slippery for her to stay in that position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwords we cleaned up and got dinner and a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual let me know what you think as well as any suggestions to make this better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-665793509547379147?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/665793509547379147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=665793509547379147&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/665793509547379147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/665793509547379147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/07/chair.html' title='The chair.'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-8947199503360832618</id><published>2009-07-09T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:00:52.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I washed her Hair!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok the set up for this one is simple!!!!! Shampoo, a lot of clean towels, a nice sized bathroom, or a warm bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now start out by letting her know a couple days in advance that you are going to wash her hair. Then get your supplys together. The day of the event make sure you have as many towels as you can get. I also took my finger and wrote with my finger on the mirror that I loved her so that when the heat and steam from the shower fogged over the mirror it showed up in the mirror. Now once she got in the shower I got to work, I covered the entire bathroom in towels, lit candles and placed them all over the bathroom, then I turned on some music and turned off the air condition. Now Its time for fun. So now I get naked and climb in the shower with my girl, then I slowly begin to wash her hair. Now of course I kiss her neck and her back while I massage her scalp. Rinse and repeat. Now once your done getting her hot, bothered and clean exit the shower. Leave the shower going so the room stays warm, don't dry off just get right to it, right there on the floor, on the counter, up against the wall, wet and slippery. Don't be surprised if your dru when this is over, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you have a large enough bathroom or no shower. Cover the bed room in towels, turn up the heat, and you may want to strip the bed down to anything you don't want to get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual leave your comments, your thoughts, and your suggestions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-8947199503360832618?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/8947199503360832618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=8947199503360832618&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8947199503360832618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8947199503360832618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-washed-her-hair.html' title='I washed her Hair!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-2858266129209286429</id><published>2009-07-01T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:11:52.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porn Star!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Most men have thought about what it would be like to be in bed with a porn star!!! One the more famous ones is Jenna Jamison (I think I spelled that right) So that is what this senerio revolves around -- Fantasy!! Now you don't need much for this one in fact most women already own a piece of lingerie, a chair, erotic music, vibrater or dildo, and candles. Now she got this one started by sending me an email and in the email it basicaly said that tonight I would spend time with a porn star. So after the email I knew I was going to have some fun that night and the video games were getting put up early. So when she came to get me for the nights porceedings I was instructed to turn around and close my eyes. Once my eyes where closed she entered the room, blind folded me and led be to the bed room. when we reached the bed room I was led to a chair and helped to set down. Now once I was setting down she started the music and told me I could remove my blind fold. Once I removed the blindfold I found that the room was candle lit and I was setting in a chair positioned a couple of inches from the be and my girl was laying on her back in lengerie, high heels, and make up. Needless to say the minute I was blindfolded I was ready to go, lol, so once I this I was definetly ready for action. That when she started the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not going to described the show I got from my girl but I will tell you why I mentioned Jenna Jamison at the beginning of this post. In many pron movies Jenna would start out by laying on her back naked or in bra and panites or something equaly sexy. Then she would begin touching her self and rubbing her pussy getting wet and excited. After doing this for a while she would begin to play with a vibrater. The whole purpose of this was to tease the audience in this case your guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show its on to the main attraction lol. As always leave your comments and leave any variations. I'm always looking to up my game so help a brother out LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-2858266129209286429?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/2858266129209286429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=2858266129209286429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2858266129209286429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2858266129209286429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/07/porn-star.html' title='Porn Star!!!!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-1396035343636467185</id><published>2009-06-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:40:39.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite MJ song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Hg-IRZk4D0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Hg-IRZk4D0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-1396035343636467185?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/1396035343636467185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=1396035343636467185&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1396035343636467185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1396035343636467185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-mj-song.html' title='My favorite MJ song.'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-6004970501949209225</id><published>2009-06-08T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:34:02.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys nite in!!!</title><content type='html'>Now this is a personal favorite of mine that my girl set up for me. I originally did  not realize that something was up, LOL, I just thought she was being super super girlfriend, rather than the super girlfriend she usually is. First she came into the room in what I would describe as a cheerleading outfit. It wasn't but that's what it was supposed to be and since I wasn't watching any sports she started cheering on my video game play. Then she got up and left the room and came back with pizza and beer. Basically all the things a guy would typically do when he is out with the guys. (Sports, Beer, and Pizza) Now it doesn't have to be these things the point is to cater to him for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while my girl suggested that I should hop in the shower and then we could watch a movie together. Since she had let me have my time and enjoy what I liked to do I was all for it. Now when I came back from the shower expecting the movie we had picked up from the redbox I found a porn movie playing and I was instructed that we were todo what ever the folks on the screen did. Now we started out doing that but eventually it broke down into wild sex. (as usaul for us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one can have many forms but at its base its about making it his night with porn, video games, sport, beer, junk food, and hot sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have you done for your man lately lol? And I'm sure there is a variation for the women on this maybe. flowers, lovemovie, wine, her favorite food, porn, and wild sex. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual leave your comments of your variations and thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-6004970501949209225?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/6004970501949209225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=6004970501949209225&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/6004970501949209225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/6004970501949209225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/06/boys-nite-in.html' title='Boys nite in!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-3614863672992065719</id><published>2009-06-08T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:13:30.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Control</title><content type='html'>Well lets see for this one I went out purchased a new toy. So let me try to explain it. Easiest way would be to say a G-String with a remote controlled 4 inch vibrator. Now go and get a sturdy hanger and a couple of Ties or soft ropes. (and of course the usual mood setting items, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;. music, candles, clean sheets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now took the hanger and left it on my girls desk with a note telling her to bring it to bed with her. Now after she got refreshed from her shower that night I ambushed her on her way to the bed and blind folded her with one of my ties. Then I had her hold the hanger while I tied her hands to the hanger with the ties. Then I led her across the room and secured the hanger above her head to the top of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now The fun starts.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The object here is to get the room ready while getting her juices going as well. So to accomplish this every time you do something in the room (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;. turn on the music, light the candles) return to her and remove a single article of her clothes or lightly touch or kiss her. You can make this take as long as you like. (anticipation really make this fun) Now the task you need to accomplish in the room are:&lt;br /&gt; 1) place a blanket on the floor in the middle of the room&lt;br /&gt;2) Place the new toy in the middle of the blanket and surround it with every pillow you can find, think harem.&lt;br /&gt;3)  Strip down your self.&lt;br /&gt;4) Set the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now by the time your all set up she should be good to go, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Remove her hands from the hanger, but leave her blind folded, and lead her to the pile of pillows.&lt;br /&gt;Have her get down on all fours in the pillows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;straddling&lt;/span&gt; the pillows. Then strap her into the new toy (The one I purchased had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;buttons&lt;/span&gt; on the leg straps so you could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; each leg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;individually&lt;/span&gt; and then around her waste.)&lt;br /&gt;Make sure she is strapped in good or when it gets good she may force it out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after shes good to go walk around to her front and guide her head to your smaller head, if you know what I mean while keeping the remote for the vibrator in your hand. And tell her it is her job to make your head feels as good as she feels right now and switch on the vibrator. Now can keep this up for as long as you like. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;. to completion or until your ready for some good old fashioned sex your choice) The vibrator I purchased also had several setting and speeds so we were really able to play with it a lot, I was able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;increase&lt;/span&gt; the speed and get her really excited and decrease the speed or vibrations to allow her to come back down teasing her with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; basically it. Now the language sounds kind of corny but its hard to write what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; with out sounding like a porn flick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Use what ever language and terms you and yours feel comfortable with.  Now as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt; If you read this leave a comment If you have other variations or suggestion leave those as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-3614863672992065719?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/3614863672992065719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=3614863672992065719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3614863672992065719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/3614863672992065719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/06/remote-control.html' title='Remote Control'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-4523586003815193615</id><published>2009-06-08T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:45:11.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>First I want to apologize for my absence. hell, I've been busy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-4523586003815193615?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/4523586003815193615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=4523586003815193615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4523586003815193615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4523586003815193615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-680656976462816060</id><published>2009-05-07T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:57:40.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft and Hard...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; by now you know the deal. I set this one up by getting a few things together before hand. i went and pick up a soft makeup brush from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wallgreens&lt;/span&gt;, some KY warming oil, hand cuffs, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blind&lt;/span&gt; fold along with putting together a cool play list on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after the kids where asleep and she was in the shower I set the mood. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Straightened&lt;/span&gt; out the bed heated up the Ky is a bowl, turned down the lights, and started the music. Plus adjust the temp I wanted it a little chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she came out of the shower I ambushed her at the door and presented her with the blindfold. Now after she couldn't see I removed her robe and left her standing there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;naked&lt;/span&gt;. Then I led her to the bed where I had her lay back on the bed. I placed her arms at her side and proceeded to slowly paint &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;imaginary&lt;/span&gt; pictures all over her body with the make up brush. Around her nipples on her neck, around her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt; and up and down her lips now when this became to much I took the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;handcuff&lt;/span&gt; and cuffed her hands above her head and went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple more minutes of this i dipped the brush into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ky&lt;/span&gt; warming  oil and started over lightly blowing on the places were I applied it, now you can keep both of these up for as long as you want but depending on the person this can be very arousing as well as ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eventually after she was squirming real well I flipped her over, had her stand up, bend over the bed, and cuffed her hands behind her back. Then whipped out my brush and oil again. Putting oil all over her butt, inner thighs, small and center of her back and neck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now once &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; you can keep this up until they can't take it any more.  Another variation could be candle wax mixed in with the oil to make things last longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard part comes in when she bent over, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, strap up for HER PLEASURE grab the cuffs and ....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you get the picture once again as usual post a comment and if you have any suggesting let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-680656976462816060?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/680656976462816060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=680656976462816060&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/680656976462816060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/680656976462816060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/05/soft-and-hard.html' title='Soft and Hard...........'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-4043352989219628274</id><published>2009-04-29T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:26:21.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Seduction</title><content type='html'>Now here is a new one for you. If you have some experience you have probably used some part or form of this already if not step your game up and get like me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Now I didn't perform this particular one, I was lucky enough to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receiver&lt;/span&gt; of this erotic seduction but as usual I will be telling it from my point of view. Now this one takes a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preparation&lt;/span&gt; and planning. First this is all about mood, relaxation, and seduction. First off as usual let the intended victim no a day or to in advance that something is about to go down. Why? Its called foreplay, its an incredible little thing that can turn and encounter from just sex into WOW! Its all about anticipation. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; back to the topic . Get some supplies unless your like me and mine you keep this stuff in stock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Some kind of herbal tea ( you can use water but I prefer tea), a towel, massage oil (baby oil will work as well), tea candles, and some soft music. 1) Changes the sheets and clean the bedroom, its easier to relax in a clean room and nothing is more relaxing than clean soft sheets. 2)  Have all your supplies stashed some where near the bed. 3) Then after that wash up your self and for the ladies put on something whorish and sexy (remember this is all about seduction), me I hit the gym hard so the muscles would be a pumped up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, hopped in the shower, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lotioned&lt;/span&gt; up (you can't be seducing a woman all ashy), shaved, through on a pair of shorts and a tank top. Basically got ready for the club minus the clothes. My girl did her hair, make up, short short short did i say short skirt, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gstring&lt;/span&gt;, tank top, and high heels. &lt;-------- I like!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go ahead and strut, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, tell the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt; to hop in the shower and take there time. Now while they are in the shower, put out and light the candles, put on some music, turn off the lights and check your supplies. Heat the massage oil, make the tea, set the temp in the room to cool not warm but not cold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Now once their shower is done have them lay face down in the middle of the bed naked. Now the rules are simple they can't touch and any time you place your tongue or mouth on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;seductee&lt;/span&gt; you must have just taken a drink of tea or have warm tea in your mouth. No slowly massage, kiss, lick, and enjoy your self. SLOWLY this is seduction not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;quickie&lt;/span&gt;. Then Flip and repeat. Now this whole time you stay completely clothed. Your final destination should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; down town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Once again take your time and don't forget the tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where you go from here is up to you I like to leave them wanting for two reasons. 1) Our old friend foreplay, 2) I feel its important to let my girl know that its not always about me getting off or getting mine. So buy relaxing her, helping her get hers a couple of times, then not worrying about the hardness between my legs, and just holding her, I feel I'm letting her know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now If she chooses to show me some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;appreciation&lt;/span&gt; later on hey who am I to say no, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual tell me what you think, variations, Ideas, or what ever. I can always learn something new!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-4043352989219628274?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/4043352989219628274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=4043352989219628274&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4043352989219628274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4043352989219628274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-seduction.html' title='Sweet Seduction'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-1025959022413904316</id><published>2009-04-27T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:39:20.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Quick post this morning, lol. Fact you are what you eat! Fact your taste and smell are directly related to your dietary habits. Point is if your man or girl, lol, has a problem tasting you try adjusting your diet, drinking some water, and stop smoking. Eating fruit and drinking water will have you tasting sweeter and fresher. I don't know about the green but smoking cigarettes negatively affects you taste not to mention dehydrates you. lol. The one statement Pliers ever made I agree with is Taste like water with no smell, lol.  So in closing in this short PSA increase the fruit in your diet, drink more water, and if you needed another reason to stop smoking other than death chances of more head. lol. Now If you agree or disagree let me KNOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-1025959022413904316?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/1025959022413904316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=1025959022413904316&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1025959022413904316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1025959022413904316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/04/psa.html' title='PSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-1218504279980980905</id><published>2009-04-23T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:33:02.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Catch A king!!!!!!!!! From a Kings Point of view.</title><content type='html'>Now I'm writing this for my single female friends out there who are trying to find a king, not a lame, not a one night stand, or a mister right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Know your worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Your a good woman? Right!, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, If your not sure stop right here and read no further. Get your life together and come back when you don't have baby daddy drama and are sure that what you want is a MAN,  not a place holder in your life waiting for your king to find you. Also live a little if you under 25 you may not be ready to settle down, get your club on, kick it with the your girls, hell have that three some with you girlfriend and her man, or kiss a girl. Point is get those things out of your system that may make it hard to focus on a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Know what you want in a MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Very Important!!!!!!!! If you don't know what you need in a man to make you happy, then how the hell are you supposed to what your king looks like when you find him. Don't accept anything less than what you deserve in a man. If you are a needy woman then a man who is really independent won't work for you. Don't hesitate to use your Astrology sites either now why I don't believe in astrology being able to predict the future I don't doubt its ability to give you a basic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;assessment&lt;/span&gt; of the men you will meet. I truly believe at are base we are what are signs say we are but the we are flavored with what is instilled in us as children and are life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;As men once we reach a certain age we really stop changing but we will continue to evolve into a more complete version of who we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Where to meet your king!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We are every where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, in the clubs, at the library and even at the rodeo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.  Now my personnel take on this is meet men in places that you enjoy hanging out it greatly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;enhances&lt;/span&gt; the chance that you probably have something in common. My personal choice would be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; and here is why. See back in they day when your mothers and grandmothers were dating they limited in the choices because they could only meet men whom they could physically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;encounter&lt;/span&gt;. So they really ended up having to settle for MR. Almost Right For Her!!!! Don't get me wrong your king may be right next door, you may have known him your whole life then again your true match might live an hour away and moves in a totally different circle than you and the chances of you meeting him are slim to none. With the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; though 3 or 4 hours a way is a mouse click and seconds away. With the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; you can profile potential kings, when looking for my queen I approached very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;scientifically&lt;/span&gt;. I had several question that I need answered right up front If you had a problem with them then we probably wouldn't work out. Now your questions should directly reflect the things you need to make you happy as well as the things you can't deal with in a man if it annoys you today it while drive you crazy 4 or 5 months from now. If he passes the initial questions spend a couple days chatting online and see if he can form a complete sentence or not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. You know get to know him better, if your still feeling him then get his number and call him here his voice and continue the screening process. Now a deal breaker can come when you finally meet him because folks lie and lets be honest If you are half way smart your not posting you didn't post any unattractive pictures of your self and neither need he. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Now during this time you should If he was not attentive or did not respond to your emails and requests to chat in a timely fashion then he probably isn't interested in you. I'm just keeping it real because who wants to waste &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; time with folks who aren't into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The first date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     !!!!!Deal Breaker!!!!!!!! Please don't be late, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, punctuality says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; about a person. Treat this like a interview but have fun. If he looks like his picture and you look like yours, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, then we are off to a good start. Before we got here I usually already knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; you were booty call material or whether or not I was interested in more. You see I didn't see dating just has a hook up or meeting my future wife. A date should be two people out enjoying each others company having a good time. The getting to know each other portion should be second, I learned more about a woman by how she enjoyed her self than anything else. Whether he is a drunk or loud ass ghetto dude will all come out if you make the date fun, skip the romance on the first date. Now some folks see having sex on the first thing as a bad thing but if a woman gave it me on the first date told me she was decisive, knew what she wanted and went after. Plus once again lets not waste our time hear if he sucks in bed are you really going to be satisfied and happy. There are to many options there to be wasting your time on Mr. Wrong. Also I feel like a man should always pay on a date, even if before we went out I knew we were just going to be friends and nothing more I paid. You want a gentleman right!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)After 1st Date etiquette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Once again I've heard all these rules about how soon you should call. I think you should call when you want to. If your truly interested call that night or the next day. Once again why waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rules for dating:&lt;br /&gt;You should never have to settle.&lt;br /&gt;You should never have to change who you are for a man or a woman hell If you kissed a girl              once, liked it and he can't deal with that then he's probably to uptight for you.&lt;br /&gt;People don't change.&lt;br /&gt;Good sex is important.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Attitudes from past experiences should be left at home.&lt;br /&gt;No rules have fun.&lt;br /&gt;If your dating, you can date more than one person as long as your clear about it up front.&lt;br /&gt;    If the first date sucks why should you have to wait another two or three weeks to find a new&lt;br /&gt;    potential King. Online you can easily meet and get to know 2 or 3 guys at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least your never going to find Mr. perfect but you can find Mr. Perfect for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I'm sure there are going to be some out there who disagree with me but opinions are opinions this is what worked for me when I was looking for my Queen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-1218504279980980905?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/1218504279980980905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=1218504279980980905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1218504279980980905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/1218504279980980905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-catch-king-from-kings-point-of.html' title='How To Catch A king!!!!!!!!! From a Kings Point of view.'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-2010949707639323517</id><published>2009-04-21T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:42:29.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning Snooze Button Game</title><content type='html'>Now this is a idea I took and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tweaked&lt;/span&gt; slightly for me and my girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;enjoyment&lt;/span&gt; it works like this.  Now I sent her a e-card letting her know I was planning something the day before and that i would give her the specific details when I got home. (By doing this I get her mind wandering and the foreplay rolling) Once i got home I explained the rules of the game first we both needed to write a down a prize that the winner would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt;. (This could be dinner, washing your clothes or something of a sexual nature.) Then I laid out the rules tomorrow morning the alarm clock will go off when it does I'll hit the snooze button, I then have from that moment until the alarm goes off again to try to make her moan, If i succeed I get the prize I secretly wrote down. If I don't succeed she gets the prize she secretly wrote down. Simple, quick, easy, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is another variation of this suggested by the book I got the idea from such as if you have a clock radio, to call the radio station morning team and try to get them involved. Let them no what time the alarm will go off and they may even try to root you on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; which would probably increase the excitement of this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to not tell my girl the prize I wanted from her but I planned to write her email with my request which I felt also increased the anticipation of this game. (Because now her mind is still on us and anticipating what my request will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give this a shot and tell me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; you enjoyed it or not. If you have any suggestions on variations post those in comments as well. Or just leave a comment period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-2010949707639323517?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/2010949707639323517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=2010949707639323517&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2010949707639323517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2010949707639323517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/04/morning-snooze-button-game.html' title='The Morning Snooze Button Game'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-7672080054423568868</id><published>2009-04-20T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:25:03.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex Games</title><content type='html'>Now I started this initially as a site to post some poetry I wrote and some of my thoughts on certain subjects and it will probably remain that way the difference will be the topic choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Topic: Online Sex Games for Couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any couple with a healthy relationship will tell you that SEX is important and GOOD SEX is better. Now my personal opinion is that GOOD Sex includes fore play and keeping it fresh.&lt;br /&gt;So in my search to find new ways to keep sex fresh I've come across a few online games for couples. My two favorites so far are Bliss and Secret Desires, now Bliss is a monopoly style game the free version allows you a hour of play with little customization and your stuck in the romance mood, but you still are allowed to select the toys you have available, the clothes that each of you have on and even if you have a camera available. Bliss also has some music built in that plays and changes while you play, the full version allows you to add your own music. The graphics are set up in a monopoly style pink board. Bliss is by far the most popular of its type available but that is probably because of marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to my favorite so far Secret Desires the free version allows you full customisation of the players, what you have on, what you like to do sexually, what you like done to you sexually, what think you would like to try but are to shy to ask, you can select on a scale for min to max what body parts you enjoy sexually being stimulated, even whether you like anal or oral. If you don't find what your into you can even add it to the list of selected desires with full descriptions provided by you. But unless your into some off the wall stuff most fetishes and likes are already there for selection. You are allowed to also select what level your at when you start ie. cool(chillen all lovey dovey) to Hot(wet and hard lol), and where you would like to be when you finish. WARNING: If you start in hot I can't guarantee you'll be able to finish the game, lol. There are even options to incorporate food and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;vodka or your drink of choise&lt;/span&gt; ie. this game will get you drunk and loose. So how far you want to take it is up to you with this one. Now the free version only allows you 15 min. games but you can play them back to back as many times as you want and it keeps the options and setting you've already selected so there is no down time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for new and old couples who want to keep it fresh I suggest you give these a try as well as leave me a comment about any games you know off or enjoyed. Hey even leave me a comment if you play one of these and enjoy the experience. Now if your single check out BLACKLOVECONNECT.com and find you someone to play with today lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-7672080054423568868?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/7672080054423568868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=7672080054423568868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/7672080054423568868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/7672080054423568868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/04/sex-games.html' title='Sex Games'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-8524111309887220557</id><published>2009-04-20T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:53:47.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME</title><content type='html'>First off a little about me, I have a lot of sides, I'm the romantic, the lover, the son, the father, the handy man, and many more. I envision my self as a Alpha Male, its ingrained in me to be the best man I can be, don't get me wrong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I'm far from perfect if you don't believe me ask my girl. I'm a procrastinator, my credit needs work, I'm logical to a fault at times (meaning A+B = C so why are you mad), if I say I'm going to do something I may do it if I don't get distracted by a new video game or something, and when I'm in a mood I can be the biggest asshole you'll meet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-8524111309887220557?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/8524111309887220557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=8524111309887220557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8524111309887220557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8524111309887220557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/04/me.html' title='ME'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-506018100861045990</id><published>2009-04-13T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:36:57.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day Update</title><content type='html'>Well its been a minute since I last updated, lol, lets see where to begin. I was layed off from Schlumberger, Hired at DELL making better money, went on a cruise to Cozumel with my girl friend and as usual enjoying life. I plan to start trying to update this thing regulary not that with my new job I'll probably have the time to work on it more. Plus I plan to try turn this thing into something more than just a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. for all my single friends there is a link at the bottom of the blog for Connect Black Love . com its still under construction but check it out.  If you like it or have suggestions email me or leave a comment we are trying to do something a little different with a internet dating site than what your used to, we hope.  Alright thats about it my break is over and its back to class so ill talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-506018100861045990?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/506018100861045990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=506018100861045990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/506018100861045990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/506018100861045990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-day-update.html' title='New Day Update'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-2855863853360415797</id><published>2009-03-10T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:44:50.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day another dollar.</title><content type='html'>So I'm setting at my desk this morning enjoying the breeze trying do decide exactly how much work I feel like doing today. You see the thing is the company I work for has went from pulling in 29 million a month to 103.oo dollars last month. Its such a small amount it makes you want to laugh, but in reality its that small sum and more that has my productivity in the toilet. I'm a hard worker, I've had a job since I was seven years old (my father had his on landscaping company) so my after school hours and summers were filled with work not hanging out with friends and enjoying the summer. Now there are times I regret this and there are times I'm thankful for the mentality my father gave which basically Is not working, not having, bores me death in the least and at the most I feel like less than a man if I'm not working. I guess that really has nothing do with this situation simply put I just feel like with the future of this company seeming very dismal and talk is running rampant all over the facility about us shutting down, its just hard to get motivated to work my best when there is nothing to work for and when I say nothing I mean a pay raise or promotion or the like. And for me the only thing worse than doing a job that is boring as hell would have to be just working for a paycheck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-2855863853360415797?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/2855863853360415797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=2855863853360415797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2855863853360415797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2855863853360415797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-day-another-dollar.html' title='Another day another dollar.'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-4960731083430873410</id><published>2009-02-17T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:19:51.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>35 years young.</title><content type='html'>Well its official I'm 35 years old today, while I don't feel any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;older its&lt;/span&gt; is one of those bench mark ages. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I keep telling my girlfriend I'm half way to 70 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; now she is just slightly younger than me so she has been playing along with the old jokes. I'm happy at 35, no mid life crisis, sure my life isn't were i wish it was but if there were no expectations for greater things what would be the point in living. (Another thing I've learned from my baby) Now when I say my life not where i want it to be I mean that there are some bills I wish i had payed on and some obligations that if I would have taken care of them sooner would be non &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;existent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;issues&lt;/span&gt;. As far as being happy though I'm very happy I have a home, a job, a paid off car, a beautiful woman (faithful) woman, and two teenage children who don't drive me crazy. Sure I go to work every day, go to the gym to get the body looking better, argue with the kids about shit they will understand one day(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;), and live a regular life.  But isn't that how its supposed to be? All in all I'm 35 with a bright future and a plan to enjoy every moment along the way. So think you GOD for letting me see 35 and thank you for the people you placed in my life along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-4960731083430873410?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/4960731083430873410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=4960731083430873410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4960731083430873410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4960731083430873410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/02/35-years-young.html' title='35 years young.'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-4071043941152061317</id><published>2009-01-30T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:57:09.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;My style and ways are her  addictions&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Some will say that what I'm  telling is fiction&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I'm not going tell you a single  lie about mine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Or make claims of oversized male  egos like I've got nine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But what I will say about  mine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I'll slowly unveil an inch at a  time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Soft music and candlelight comes  first&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;A little wine and romance before  I satisfy her thirst&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She knows the way I like touch  and kiss&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Little slow grind around the room  I just can't miss&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Just enough to get her waters to  flow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Then I start to remove her  clothes oh so slow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Now once her beauty is revealed  by candlelight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I lay her down and position her  just how I like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I love to kiss her body from head  to toe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I enjoy giving more than  receiving just so you know&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I make my way to the heat between  her thighs&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And start to do things to makes  her breasts fall and rise&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;My oral fetish she knows it  well&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She yells at the way I make her  pearl swell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;To please me she'll even roll on  top&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She will feed and feed me until  she pops&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Then as her thighs begin to  quiver and quake&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Her bodies now shaking trying to  make its escape&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But there's no going back and I  won't back down&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I enter her slowly, its time to  claim my crown&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Now her addiction finally starts  to stir&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She wants me, she needs me, it  all becomes a blur..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;We don't go on forever not even a  whole night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;We just keep on going to we both  feel just right&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.. ..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Then as are pleasures reach there  peaks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;We end this ride between the  sheets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;By Jessie Hunt 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-4071043941152061317?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/4071043941152061317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=4071043941152061317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4071043941152061317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/4071043941152061317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/01/her-addiction.html' title='Her Addiction'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-963148225217580749</id><published>2009-01-30T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:55:44.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams……….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Why do I dream dreams&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Dreams of unfulfilled love, Dreams of never bought &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1233323681_2"&gt;Diamond Rings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Last night I dreamt a dream like so many before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Of not getting to tell her I loved her as she walked out the door.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As I followed her through this Dream like landscape&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She entered a church full of well wishers and wedding cake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;In a flash of bright light and a cacophony of sound&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I was blessed with the sight of my dream woman in a long white Gown&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As I viewed this scene with love and joy from my place high above&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;This woman, My dream girl approached the altar with the grace of a dove.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Suddenly my mind reeled and my feet stumbled backward as if I'd been shoved.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;There was some other man, not me, standing to the right of the woman I loved.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;.I protested and shouted and yes, I even screamed, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But my body and my voice was held back by hands unseen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As my mind reeled with questions, I tried to stay strong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I couldn't remember what, if anything I had done wrong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Why do I dream dreams,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Dreams of Jazzy night club scenes, Dreams of women who are Queens.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Last night I lived a dream like one I've lived so many times before.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Lively, Dreams of good music, good friends, and crowed dance floors.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As we took are seats, enjoyed are drinks, and grooved to a damn good live band.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;My senses were greeted with a site both beautiful and Grand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;A vision of beauty and ellegance burst onto the scene.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;A beautiful, caramel skin woman with the confidence of a Queen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Her beauty was stunning she seemed to glide across tile.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As she greeted each one of us, her loyal subjects with a wave and a smile.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;When it was finally my time to be blessed with her gaze and honored her touch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I tried to hide my infatuation as my neck and my face started to flush.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Her voice was like silky, smooth, velvet, with a feminine tone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Her smile was sincere sunshine I could have sworn we were alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As she glided from my presence I was left alone with the guys&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The warmth her smile left on my soul helped me keep up my disguise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The disguise of a man, who is happy and content with his &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1233323681_3"&gt;single life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;When he truly has the dreams and aspirations to make a Queen his wife.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;So tell me why I dream dreams,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Dreams of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1233323681_4"&gt;lost loves&lt;/span&gt; and beautiful Queens ……….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;By Jessie Hunt 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-963148225217580749?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/963148225217580749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=963148225217580749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/963148225217580749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/963148225217580749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams……….'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-2108626200515908935</id><published>2009-01-30T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:53:32.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Aries In U</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: times new roman,new york,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: times new roman,new york,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had to restart this poem a time or two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Because mere words can't express my feelings for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its too soon to be love so just let me explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That the thought of my life without you seems rather insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've played out our future a hundred times in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We've had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1233323274_2"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;candle light dinners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; while we've talked over wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We've slow danced in our bedroom to our favorite song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We keep it G rated cause the kids haven't been in bed to long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I think the day dream I look forward to the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Would have to be are wedding day toast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When our friends all join around and proclaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What a beautiful couple we are and now we share the same name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These are hopes and dreams that some day will come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you only give me one chance to prove them two you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now back to my feelings that are hard to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are getting to the point were there hard to contain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I'm with you I feel like I'm riding Cloud nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And when we're apart I just want to speed up time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I can rush back to your soft warm embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just to be in you presence is a blessing and a Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1224825235_2"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1233323274_3"&gt;chance of a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with you I promise not to miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1224825235_3"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1233323274_4"&gt;promise of a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with you was sealed with our first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;By Jessie Hunt&lt;/p&gt; For Aprille Franks my Baby  10/24/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-2108626200515908935?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/2108626200515908935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=2108626200515908935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2108626200515908935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/2108626200515908935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-aries-in-u.html' title='For The Aries In U'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219913542212553859.post-8086546538639106829</id><published>2009-01-30T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:30:49.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs I Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You have changed my life in so many ways &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No more clouds cover my sunny days&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My heart and love are yours to keep&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With you by my side no mountain is to steep&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every Song that I hear makes me think of you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love songs that I sing speak my heart to you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Songs of cheats, heartbreaks, and lies I sing them too&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They remind me how lucky I am that their not you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I dance to songs of fast racing tempos and beats&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dreaming of us dancing on floors and under the sheets&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sing songs of praise with a heart empty of strife&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanking GOD every moment that you share my life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could never go back to days with out you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To days of soulless music killed by the loss of you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With out you my heart would sing no song&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thoughts of futures without you just seem so wrong&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I’ll love with more love than it takes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll hold you in my heart to ward off the breaks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll continue to sing songs to express my love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Truth is we go together like hand and glove&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without you there would be no music to sing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I'll sing songs and see what the future brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  by Jessie Hunt 01/29/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9219913542212553859-8086546538639106829?l=jsadtheking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/feeds/8086546538639106829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9219913542212553859&amp;postID=8086546538639106829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8086546538639106829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9219913542212553859/posts/default/8086546538639106829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsadtheking.blogspot.com/2009/01/songs-i-sing.html' title='Songs I Sing'/><author><name>JSADTheKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12276410147941152900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SgpRkNxCgc8/Sba7BANQW9I/AAAAAAAAADY/UiZe8pYgTYs/S220/sun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
