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The Story of IFThe story of IF.
My name is Owen. Ive spent the last seven years working on a new web project called internationalfriend, or IF for short. Internationalfriend is going to be a new global Internet community for people between the ages of 13 and 23.
I started on this project in Holland in 2001. Its the country where I was born and grew up, even though my passport says Im English. My mother had died after a long illness and my father bought me the domain internationalfriend.com thinking that it might provide some distraction from the hard time I was going through. Initially, I had no great plans for the website it was more a sort of entertainment for my friends and me. And, as such, it helped me cope with the loss of my mother. However, we did work out a basic concept of what I wanted to create .
In 2003, my father met a lovely Norwegian woman and the following year we moved to Oslo. For me, this was the best thing that ever happened in my life.
The Magic Bra : Chapter 2 - A TG Story
After a long nap, Jeremy finally woke up. He couldn't remember what had happened the night before, the last thing he remembered was that he wanted to try out his new clothes before he went to bed. He was laying on his bed as he tried to recollect his thoughts, and eventually he rose up whilst still sitting on the bed. Jeremy immediately noticed the long strands of dark brown hair that covered his vision, which shocked him. He brushed them off with his fingers, which he noticed were very small and dainty compared to usual. He then remembered the whole bra ordeal, and quickly rose off from bed in search of a mirror. He ran from his bedroom to the bathroom, and all the while he felt extremely weird but didn't dare to look down. He opened the bathroom door and looked at the huge wall mirror. He obviously expected something to be different, but what he saw made his heart race.
It wasn't his reflection in the mirror, It wasn't the masculine French man Jeremy, but rather it was the
The Magic Bra : Chapter 1 - A TG Story
Jeremy was a young, 20 year old student who lived on his own for a few years now. His parents, who immigrated from France to the US before he was born, died in a car accident along with his sister when he was 16. He was devastated, by the fact that his only family (that he knows of) died, as well as the fact that he had to live alone. He had to drop out of high school so he could get a job and sustain himself, but lately he's stabilized and started considering going to college (after taking some catchup courses, of course), but he still felt very depressed and didn't want to go to college if he couldn't completely focus. Tuition money is very pricey these days, and he didn't want to bother with interviews and payments if he wasn't sure he could succeed. It'd be a waste of time and money in his eyes.
Though it wasn't all bad for Jeremy. He recently won a ticket for an all expense paid 2 month trip to Paris, France from a local raffle. The idea of being in his "homeland" somewhat excited
Lexi's Tied Up Tickle Torture*rrrrrrrrr*
Lexi sighed. Despite finals being only a week away, she was unable to focus the least bit on the textbook sitting in front of her; she hadn’t eaten any breakfast that morning and her belly had been growling hungrily ever since she arrived at the library, growing steadily louder as it got even closer to lunchtime. She stretched, reaching her arms high above her head. The motion pulled the hem of her long-sleeve navy blue shirt up past her belly button, and she rubbed her bare belly.
Her friend Shane, sitting next to her at the library table, looked up. Lexi smiled at him, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry!” She whispered. “I’m just so -” her belly let out a loud growl that lasted a good four or five seconds before trailing off into a soft gurgle. She blushed.
Shane smirked. “Hungry?” he guessed. He reached over and patted her belly, causing Lexi to laugh.
“Nooo, I’m ticklish,” she
Punctuating Poetry Part OneSome people believe poetry shouldn't be punctuated and others are still taught to put a comma after every new line. So where is the balance? What does one - especially one new or growing in poetry - do? Well, that's simple: a poet must punctuate with purpose!
In order to punctuate with purpose, however, a poet must understand two things: what she wants to achieve with the poem and what a piece of punctuation can achieve in a poem. This means a poet must understand more than the common rules of punctuation; she must know the effect that certain punctuation points can have on a reader or in a text.
This overview tackles punctuation in poetry from a practical standpoint, but it's important to note that while there are "rules" for punctuation, and while there are even some "rules" for poetry, there are no set-in-stone conventional rules for punctuation in poetry. There are schools of thought, and linguistic philosophy runs amuck, but there is nothing definit
Bleach TG Story
Allen was a huge Bleach fan. He owned all the manga volumes in both Japanese and English, had the entire Anime on DVD, and read and imported the newest chapter every week since he started. He loved all the characters, Rukia, Renji, Sado, and especially Ichigo and Orihime. Ichigo, being the strong and capable hero, was his favorite character, besides Orihime. Orihime, in Allen's eyes, was the perfect woman. She was hot. She had curves that most girls would dream of having. She had very thick thighs and a big butt, but most importantly, she had giant boobs. He always loved looking at them, and always wished that he play with them, however he wants, and whenever he wants. He simply adored Orihime, and his room was full of posters of her, both regular pictures and "suggestive" ones.
Allen always wished he could be in the world of Bleach, so he could experience fighting alongside Ichigo's squad and feeling Orihime up close, but alas, since this is reality, it can never happen... or can it?
A First Baby TGMy loving wife Holly told what she thought was good news, she wanted to have a baby girl. I smiled and rubbed her belly. I started to take off my clothes but she stopped me and told me to wait. I nodded and gave her a light kiss. She gave me this stern look. "Whats wrong, honey?" I asked worried. "You don't act as if your happy that I wanna have little feet pattering across the floor" she replied. I let out a small sigh and explained that I didn't know if I was really ready to be a father. She gave me a light peck on the cheek and told me it would be okay. "I have something that might change your mind..." she said as she handed me this bottle. I looked at it moving it around in my hands trying to figure out why she gave me a bottle. I suddenly had this urge to put the tip of it into my mouth and start sucking. She watched me as I did so, smiling as if she accomplished something big. I looked at her with a worried face not realizing my hands were shrinki
My first wedgieIt was a Saturday, round about noon, my parents were going to be gone for a couple of hours (I don't remember what they went out for). So my big sister (Abbi) was in charge and she decided to invite 2 of her friends over. As far as I remember it started off with Abbi saying to me "Do you know what a wedgie is Amy", "No", I replied. "Would you like me to show you?" said Abbi with a friendly smile on her face and what do I go and do, I reply with "Ok." So Abbi told me to follow them to the back garden, once we were outside Abbi grabbed a rope then looked down my pants for my underwear and tied it to my undies. "What are you doing with my panties", I said "I'm showing you what a wedgie is silly", Abbi replied with a friendly voice "Oh ok", I replied. So I let my big sister continue while her 2 friends watched looking like they were trying not to laugh, then Abbi tied the over end of the rope to the tree branch and had me stand on something and said "Are you ready to find out what a wedgie
Japanese Name Meanings
Genki- energy, healthy, happy, energetic
AI (1) f Japanese
Means "love" in Japanese.
AIKO f Japanese
Means "love child" in Japanese.
AIMI f Japanese
Means "love beauty" in Japanese.
AKANE f Japanese
Means "brilliant red" in Japanese.
AKEMI f Japanese
Means "bright and beautiful" in Japanese.
AKI m & f Japanese
Means either "autumn" or "bright" in Japanese.
AKIKO f Japanese
Means either "autumn child" or "bright child" in Japanese.
AKIO m Japanese
Means "bright boy" in Japanese.
AKIRA m Japanese
Volunteering Can Be Dangerous Pt. 1Ashton was a 20 year old guy. He loved helping people out. He never had a problem in sacrificing a little for the sake of helping people. However, on this day he would have to make a sacrifice that was a little difficult to make. Well anyways, he had no say in the matter. So story begins as such:
Ashton was with his mom Mariah in a cafe. His mom had to meet a friend of her's named Annie. Annie was a slightly overweight. You could make it out by looking at her wide hips and huge dangling breasts. She was 45 years old. "So what work do you have with Annie mom?", asked Ashton. Mariah replied, "I have to discuss something with Annie regarding our new business. She's gonna help me in getting the license for the business.". They orders two black coffees and a cup cake. They spent the next 15 minutes talking about regular things going on here and there. In walked Annie. They all exchanged greetings and sat down to talk business. "So did you speak to the agent about our license Annie?", asked