<?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-8763380226785438986</id><updated>2011-10-03T12:32:16.708-05:00</updated><category term='cougar'/><category term='Niteflirt'/><category term='My favorite Models'/><category term='Just Jabber'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='milf'/><category term='bondage'/><category term='spanking'/><category term='fem dom'/><title type='text'>Diane's Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>341</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2110876194813479597</id><published>2011-04-30T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T22:30:00.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean It Up Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cdM8s4XFqs/TY6v8treJEI/AAAAAAAAAhI/puZRpT7yXcU/s1600/clean%2Bit%2Bup%2Bgirls_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cdM8s4XFqs/TY6v8treJEI/AAAAAAAAAhI/puZRpT7yXcU/s320/clean%2Bit%2Bup%2Bgirls_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588597645202302018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three girls getting together having some strap on fun. First I fuck that fabulous cunt then the other two girls lick all those pussy juices off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=52379639"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2110876194813479597?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2110876194813479597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/clean-it-up-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2110876194813479597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2110876194813479597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/clean-it-up-girls.html' title='Clean It Up Girls'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cdM8s4XFqs/TY6v8treJEI/AAAAAAAAAhI/puZRpT7yXcU/s72-c/clean%2Bit%2Bup%2Bgirls_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2836494007879915079</id><published>2011-04-29T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:43:00.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you be okay if your significant other had a fleshlight?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh I think those are so cool I would really enjoy playing with on. They would be awesome for some cbt or tease and denial or making a guy fuck one while I am getting fucked by a real cock oh yeah!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2836494007879915079?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2836494007879915079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2836494007879915079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2836494007879915079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_29.html' title='Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7907425601022271774</id><published>2011-04-28T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:38:00.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Slither Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9eBsgnz_RI/TY5c9Oh5M3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/If-yBnNInx4/s1600/f9fzahtgy2z6mbpj3q54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9eBsgnz_RI/TY5c9Oh5M3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/If-yBnNInx4/s320/f9fzahtgy2z6mbpj3q54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588506394555396978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410201/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410201/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7907425601022271774?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7907425601022271774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-slither-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7907425601022271774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7907425601022271774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-slither-over.html' title='Come Slither Over'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9eBsgnz_RI/TY5c9Oh5M3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/If-yBnNInx4/s72-c/f9fzahtgy2z6mbpj3q54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-333458416095803741</id><published>2011-04-25T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:55:00.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red &amp; Nasty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsPiTpw6BhA/TY6nS8h8BsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3iUK_kYPM8Y/s1600/Image00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsPiTpw6BhA/TY6nS8h8BsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3iUK_kYPM8Y/s320/Image00015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588588131541321410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After going from blonde to fiery red. I am needing a bit of deep penetration fun. First some teasing just to get us both worked up. Then a new glass toy, I need to be really nice and juicy. Come Join Me!! While I get nasty and naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48626813"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-333458416095803741?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/333458416095803741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/red-nasty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/333458416095803741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/333458416095803741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/red-nasty.html' title='Red &amp; Nasty'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsPiTpw6BhA/TY6nS8h8BsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3iUK_kYPM8Y/s72-c/Image00015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-351828088317657994</id><published>2011-04-23T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T22:20:00.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilly Takes It Deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATMVKuL4xDc/TY6uThO2r-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/_O5LNegy2FY/s1600/chilly%2Btakes%2Bit%2Bdeep_0001%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATMVKuL4xDc/TY6uThO2r-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/_O5LNegy2FY/s320/chilly%2Btakes%2Bit%2Bdeep_0001%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588595837974786018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diane forces Chilly to take a cock deep down her throat then Chilly climbs on top and rides his cock hard and fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=51167253"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-351828088317657994?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/351828088317657994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/chilly-takes-it-deep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/351828088317657994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/351828088317657994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/chilly-takes-it-deep.html' title='Chilly Takes It Deep'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATMVKuL4xDc/TY6uThO2r-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/_O5LNegy2FY/s72-c/chilly%2Btakes%2Bit%2Bdeep_0001%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-620162570327544389</id><published>2011-04-22T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T21:39:00.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Fingers, tongue or both on pussy? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It really depends on my mood very rarely am I not in the mood for tongue but sometimes I am very much in the mood for fingers even just getting up and riding them while I suck cock. Sometimes I really want a combination of the two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-620162570327544389?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/620162570327544389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/620162570327544389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/620162570327544389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_22.html' title='Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1460077220146167048</id><published>2011-04-20T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:15:00.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Blackmail Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay this call was so much fun because it was something so totally different than what I normally do. This was a guy that wanted to play he was my neighbor and he stumbled across my niteflirt page while visiting me. He then threatened to tell my husband and blackmailed me till I fucked him. It was a great time being the "victim" of blackmail instead of the other way around. Anyone that knows me know that I am very open with what I do and I am not ashamed in any way of who I am. So someone blackmailing me would be impossible. I am the girl that doesn't care what others think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1460077220146167048?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1460077220146167048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-blackmail-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1460077220146167048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1460077220146167048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-blackmail-call.html' title='Fun Blackmail Call'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-77892227034556246</id><published>2011-04-19T21:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T21:06:00.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have always been very sexually active. Maybe it was all those trash novels I read when I was a teenager I don't know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I can remember the very first erotic novel I ever read. I was probably early teens and some neighbor didn't realize she had slipped it in with a bunch of dime store novels she had given me. In a lot of ways it was not that different from all the Harlequin I had been indulging in. It was just a little more descriptive from the man's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perceptive&lt;/span&gt;. Since then I have always been more of a reader than a porn watcher. I would watch porn with my husband just because it always got us started on each other. But for time on my own it has always been something written. Guys ask me all the time when I started masturbating and the answer is I honestly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; remember a time when I didn't. I am still very sexual even with all the other things I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-77892227034556246?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/77892227034556246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-favorite-porn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/77892227034556246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/77892227034556246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-favorite-porn.html' title='My Favorite Porn'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5707325718680546480</id><published>2011-04-18T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T21:52:00.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m7mpso2VSX8/TY6mma1-6eI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bT70cn5d-BU/s1600/Image00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m7mpso2VSX8/TY6mma1-6eI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bT70cn5d-BU/s320/Image00004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588587366584347106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm where am I at this time? Well one of my favorite work and vacation spots, South Padre Island Texas. This was my winter trip which just to let everyone know it does get cold on the Island. So I decided to spend the day in my hotel room taking pictures and shooting videos. What great fun I had even though the weather outside was dreary. This is just me having some fun teasing the camera and you while wearing nothing but panties and a t-shirt which doesn’t stay on very long.  I really enjoy the fact that you will be looking at me I have always enjoyed being bad and taunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48627097"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5707325718680546480?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5707325718680546480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/shorts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5707325718680546480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5707325718680546480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/shorts.html' title='Shorts'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m7mpso2VSX8/TY6mma1-6eI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bT70cn5d-BU/s72-c/Image00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7382049498090767839</id><published>2011-04-17T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:06:00.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Supply</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am not some weird radical that buys everything organic actually I have only bought a few "organic" things that I can remember and that was because they looked good. But here lately I have started to try and go a little bit more towards growing my own stuff or raising my own stuff. The first thing that really set me off was lettuce. A couple of years ago there was a huge thing about a recall from all this lettuce and about the same time green onions. Then came the video about the chicken farms and what they were doing to chickens and our eggs. Even more recently there was the overall meat thing. It has become so hard to get decent basic food. I have started out slowly a few chickens, some geese, and ducks. These are easy to raise and cheap to get started on. I have also started a few vegetables and fruits. Everything it seems we buy anymore is so crappy and even dangerous to our health. Also it really is fun to know that what we grow is for us. The learning and making mistakes is all just part of it. To think that our ancestors bought very few things and what they did lasted a very long time. So I am starting to learn to make more things on my own and stretch things out a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7382049498090767839?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7382049498090767839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/food-supply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7382049498090767839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7382049498090767839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/food-supply.html' title='Food Supply'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8333906467165716422</id><published>2011-04-16T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:16:00.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring On The Anal Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RstysDLtnC8/TY6smUTIiHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/fPSOfFRYQP8/s1600/bring%2Bon%2Bthe%2Banal%2Btoys%2Bsmall_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RstysDLtnC8/TY6smUTIiHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/fPSOfFRYQP8/s320/bring%2Bon%2Bthe%2Banal%2Btoys%2Bsmall_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588593961897330802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tight little hole needs some special attention. I have a number of toys to take care of its aching need. Feeling them deep inside me stretching me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=51176929"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8333906467165716422?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8333906467165716422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/bring-on-anal-toys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8333906467165716422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8333906467165716422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/bring-on-anal-toys.html' title='Bring On The Anal Toys'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RstysDLtnC8/TY6smUTIiHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/fPSOfFRYQP8/s72-c/bring%2Bon%2Bthe%2Banal%2Btoys%2Bsmall_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8293049950103521899</id><published>2011-04-15T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:35:00.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Under normal circumstances how long does sex last? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It varies of course but I would say normally around 20-30 minutes. I happen to like morning sex the best when I am still relaxed and not buzzing through my day or so exhausted the only thing I want is my pillow. But I have to say every now and then I enjoy getting woke up in the middle of the night. Especially if it is a slow wake up that makes me wonder if it was a dream or if it was real until it is real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8293049950103521899?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8293049950103521899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8293049950103521899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8293049950103521899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_15.html' title='Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4297518623513661135</id><published>2011-04-14T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:30:00.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Pair of Soles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5NxaEX8Aco/TY5cEL9ZUFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6ucu9lfzrcc/s1600/p51bq2kqxrl3w5gaiw9l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5NxaEX8Aco/TY5cEL9ZUFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6ucu9lfzrcc/s320/p51bq2kqxrl3w5gaiw9l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588505414612897874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pretty tiny toes and double arches all waiting to be kissed. The feel of your breath on my feet always gives me shivers. Rubbing my ankles and feeling my soft legs under your strong manly fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8981805/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8981805/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4297518623513661135?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4297518623513661135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/perfect-pair-of-soles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4297518623513661135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4297518623513661135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/perfect-pair-of-soles.html' title='A Perfect Pair of Soles'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5NxaEX8Aco/TY5cEL9ZUFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6ucu9lfzrcc/s72-c/p51bq2kqxrl3w5gaiw9l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3867501806092417410</id><published>2011-04-13T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:23:00.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soles</title><content type='html'>I have always had people that were just fascinated with my feet. I have always been told that I have beautiful feet. Now I am not so sure what constitutes a beautiful foot but I am sure we can all recognize an ugly one pretty quickly. I wear a size seven shoe and I am told I have double arches. For those of you like myself that simply means I have an arch on the inside of my feet and an arch on the outside of my feet. My feet are very sensitive but not ticklish. It actually hurts when someone tries to tickly them. I have tiny toes that I absolutely enjoy having sucked on. It feels oh so good. I also have a real soft spot for having my ankles kissed on. I can remember years ago before I ever started in this business a stranger coming up to me and telling me how gorgous my feet were and how I should think about doing movies. It would take over ten years before I really thought about what he said and took it to heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3867501806092417410?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3867501806092417410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-soles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3867501806092417410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3867501806092417410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-soles.html' title='My Soles'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8423418379443612300</id><published>2011-04-12T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T19:15:00.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Work</title><content type='html'>I have been working all weekend on getting a bunch of plants put in the ground. I had a lot of bulbs that people had given me and some that I had bought over the years at my old place. Well I decided to bring all those things with me. I am so glad I did. Though I am not grateful for the sore back and legs that I got from planting 85 or more of these things. I so needed a slave to give me a nice long back rub with tons of oil. Unfortunately I didn't have one available. I have to rectify that issue. I met a new tranny friend. She seems really nice but we are still getting to know each other. True friends can be very hard to find so I am hopeful this may be one. Other than all the Spring storms which we need the rain out of, but I am desperate for sun things have actually been pretty calm here lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8423418379443612300?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8423418379443612300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8423418379443612300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8423418379443612300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend-work.html' title='Weekend Work'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5812510219732213984</id><published>2011-04-11T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:49:00.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahdaRvgnsHE/TY6l7vtqxTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/dgUIPOZj5aM/s1600/Image00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahdaRvgnsHE/TY6l7vtqxTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/dgUIPOZj5aM/s320/Image00010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588586633452242226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't smoke very often but occasionally it is nice to just set back and relax with a cigarette.  Come join me as I smoke and blow puffs of smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48636259"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5812510219732213984?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5812510219732213984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/smoking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5812510219732213984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5812510219732213984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/smoking.html' title='Smoking'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahdaRvgnsHE/TY6l7vtqxTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/dgUIPOZj5aM/s72-c/Image00010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4576769001401298514</id><published>2011-04-10T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T11:40:00.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts About a Great Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is not about one great call in particular but just a great call in general. Let me start off by saying I truly enjoy what I do. It gives me a lot of freedom to do other things that I enjoy. Allows me to work from home we all know I don't have a great love of driving. Also, I have made some really good phone friends. I have also had some horrible calls. There are many reasons why a call doesn't go right sometimes guys want me to break the rules I don't do that. The rules are in place to protect me and the caller and also niteflirt. They are there for a reason. Sometimes we just don't click like with anything else in life sometimes people just mesh. Most of the time though it really come down to one thing. Guys that don't communicate what they are truly thinking or they want to rush a call so fast they dont want to take 2-3 minutes to talk about what they are wanting and what they are fantasizing about. I am not a mind reader never have been, dont want to be and never will be. I don't assume on a call every person is different every call is different and that is what I enjoy. If you are calling a "bdsm" line I will start out polite ask you a few questions before we begin something. I will not start out down your knees you pathetic piece of shit. Not everyone is into being humiliated and it would just be wrong for me to make assumptions before we talk. I am very good at taking an idea and running with it if you give me enough to work with. Basically great calls are a two way street and we both have to give a little. On a closing note I will remember our calls I will not remember your name the first time we talk after we get to know each other I will definitely remember you and what we have played about. Don't take that personal I don't remember names of people I meet in day to day life. I don't know why I have always been like that. I remember faces, stories, smells and other stuff just have issues with names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4576769001401298514?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4576769001401298514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-thoughts-about-great-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4576769001401298514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4576769001401298514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-thoughts-about-great-call.html' title='Random Thoughts About a Great Call'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5717370617897136285</id><published>2011-04-09T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:05:01.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bound Slut Strap On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z36u6rVIrkA/TY6p9LiasYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/elZnbOsw7Bw/s1600/bound%2Bslut%2Bstrapon_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z36u6rVIrkA/TY6p9LiasYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/elZnbOsw7Bw/s320/bound%2Bslut%2Bstrapon_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588591056147624322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My slut whore is all tied up and bound just the way that I like her. She has no choice in how I take her tight little cunt and that is just the way I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=50988143"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5717370617897136285?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5717370617897136285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/bound-slut-strap-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5717370617897136285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5717370617897136285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/bound-slut-strap-on.html' title='Bound Slut Strap On'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z36u6rVIrkA/TY6p9LiasYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/elZnbOsw7Bw/s72-c/bound%2Bslut%2Bstrapon_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5887191191487708420</id><published>2011-04-08T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:27:00.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you enjoy the first time someone performed oral sex on you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay honestly this was kinda duh question for me LOL the answer is absolutely it was the most wonderful thing I had experienced at the time. Since then I have learned of lots of amazing things though oral still tends to be my favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5887191191487708420?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5887191191487708420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5887191191487708420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5887191191487708420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know_08.html' title='Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2381523947353745733</id><published>2011-04-07T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:21:00.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silky Smooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sgBZ9DnluNE/TY5aH2aBibI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZEEya62NJ44/s1600/4tf736p6crnonvcl2iwn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sgBZ9DnluNE/TY5aH2aBibI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZEEya62NJ44/s320/4tf736p6crnonvcl2iwn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588503278523615666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have always had a great love of silky things against my skin and while my first love will always be real silk there are some close seconds. Satin is always fun just the way it brushes and moves when I walk. Cotton can be luxirous too especially in the Summer when the weather is very hot. Let's talk about some of your favorites and enjoy some kinky time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410301/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410301/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2381523947353745733?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2381523947353745733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/silky-smooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2381523947353745733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2381523947353745733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/silky-smooth.html' title='Silky Smooth'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sgBZ9DnluNE/TY5aH2aBibI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZEEya62NJ44/s72-c/4tf736p6crnonvcl2iwn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7061915421217519809</id><published>2011-04-06T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:12:00.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay this has to be one of the more fun things I have done in awhile. I have this caller who calls himself "Amanda". Now he is just experimenting so he says. His girlfriend dropped him over a year ago because she thought it would be fun to watch him suck cock. Well it was fun for him and after he started he completely ignored her. After that he started dressing up and even devoted a whole room to his experimentation. We are talking thousands of dollars spent to make his "girl" retreat. He has not slept with a girl in over a year only with guys. So he has this whole wardrobe and room dedicated and guess what. He gets caught. He was shocked I was think duh Darwin Awards here. So now his is being exploited for being a fag. He animately claims he is not but anyone would agree he is a flamier! I have such a great time tormenting him and telling him what a sissy slut and whore he is. Oh the joys of making a grown man cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7061915421217519809?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7061915421217519809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/amanda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7061915421217519809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7061915421217519809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/amanda.html' title='Amanda'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2720552725514896769</id><published>2011-04-05T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:08:00.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Panties or the lack of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have a confession to make. I really do not wear panties. It is not because I dont have any I have all kinds of different pairs that I could wear. Some mornings I just honestly forget. I get in a hurry and throw my clothes on and out the door I go. Some days I just can't find a pair. Panties tend to get thrown in the wrong drawer and I get tired of looking for them so I stop. BUT... there are some days like those when I wear a long dress or skirt that I just don't want to wear them. I want to feel the breeze coming up my legs. I want you to start to tease me under neath my skirt right there in the car where anyone could see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2720552725514896769?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2720552725514896769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/panties-or-lack-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2720552725514896769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2720552725514896769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/panties-or-lack-of.html' title='Panties or the lack of...'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-985130783067468604</id><published>2011-04-04T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:23:00.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4muTaeOP0I/TY6jt4suH6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/5bI9bkXWgxw/s1600/Image00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4muTaeOP0I/TY6jt4suH6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/5bI9bkXWgxw/s320/Image00028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588584196322762658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The swish of satin and the click of heels on a marble floor. Just a glimpse is all you get a first was she there or just a figment of your imagination. But then you smell the perfume as it drifts towards you exotic and erotic at the same time. All the sudden a feeling comes over you one that you were not expecting a feeling of fear and excitement all at once. Who was this woman that brought on all of this without a word being said. Come inside and find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a fun photo shot I did for Halloween. It was so much fun just being naughty in my favorite satin gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48637091"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-985130783067468604?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/985130783067468604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/devil-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/985130783067468604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/985130783067468604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/devil-inside.html' title='The Devil Inside'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4muTaeOP0I/TY6jt4suH6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/5bI9bkXWgxw/s72-c/Image00028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3456976100098509046</id><published>2011-04-02T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T21:57:00.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_y0dqoihHo/TY6oujJgqoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5A4PPrB3EoE/s1600/boot%2Bplay_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_y0dqoihHo/TY6oujJgqoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5A4PPrB3EoE/s320/boot%2Bplay_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588589705275943554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite pair of boots and a nice long hard toy. Wearing these boots always makes me feel like the true Goddess that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=50816619"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3456976100098509046?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3456976100098509046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/boots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3456976100098509046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3456976100098509046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/boots.html' title='Boots'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_y0dqoihHo/TY6oujJgqoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5A4PPrB3EoE/s72-c/boot%2Bplay_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7002204830999802898</id><published>2011-04-01T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:22:00.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite quote of all time? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What one man can do another can do! (Anthony Hopkins The Edge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay this may or may not be my favorite quote but is certaintly one that I really like. It reminds us that we are only limited by our own actions or in actions not by others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7002204830999802898?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7002204830999802898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7002204830999802898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7002204830999802898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-didnt-know.html' title='Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2221738749615518372</id><published>2011-03-31T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T16:54:00.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All American Southern Sweetie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SVmDxnKz-9c/TW7TpP5wdUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/a8rA0blgsrE/s1600/Diane%2BGirl%2BNext%2BDoor%2Bcopy%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SVmDxnKz-9c/TW7TpP5wdUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/a8rA0blgsrE/s320/Diane%2BGirl%2BNext%2BDoor%2Bcopy%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579629693955503426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8694306/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt='Call Button' src='http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8694306/call_button' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sweet and soft on the outside but such a naughty girl once we are all alone. I know how to enjoy myself and definitely want to show my hospitality to you. Us southern girls are taught to make sure you are well taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2221738749615518372?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2221738749615518372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-american-southern-sweetie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2221738749615518372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2221738749615518372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-american-southern-sweetie.html' title='All American Southern Sweetie'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SVmDxnKz-9c/TW7TpP5wdUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/a8rA0blgsrE/s72-c/Diane%2BGirl%2BNext%2BDoor%2Bcopy%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3449021104187808168</id><published>2011-03-30T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:35:00.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sissy Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had the most interesting conversation with one of my sissy friends the other afternoon. He is a business man that travels a lot. He was telling me how he has dressed up for years when he is out of town and how he actually gets the motel staff to help him with this. Well of course that just got my attention and I had to ask how he managed to do this. He told me there are a couple of ways but the easiest is to tell the staff he lost a bet with his wife. Because of this she insists that he dressed up like a woman to learn exactly what women go through on a daily basis. That she is being nice by allowing him to do this out of town. That is just brilliant. The other way he goes about it is to say that he has made an arrangement with his wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How he has to dress up for a day as a woman and she will then dress up however he wants for a week. He told me he has had staff make him appointments with nail salons and all kinds of other stuff to help out. What great fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3449021104187808168?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3449021104187808168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/sissy-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3449021104187808168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3449021104187808168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/sissy-fun.html' title='Sissy Fun'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1538563447073542530</id><published>2011-03-29T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T20:37:00.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Month of March</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy this month. Trying to get stuff done out in the yard and then we had all the baby birds to build coops for and get settled. We finally got that all done so all the birdies are where they need to be and very happy. I am discovering that turkeys are not very smart and ducks can be very mean to each other. But they all make me laugh a lot especially the geese. I can't wait for the weather to get just a little warmer so I can start laying outside regularly. I did the other day but then it turned off cold again. I am also hoping to get a garden started here pretty quick. I think I will keep it simple this year though just a few little things and see how I do. We have been doing a little bit of shooting which is always a lot of fun. I have some great fetish projects planned for the near future so make sure you are watching for those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1538563447073542530?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1538563447073542530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/month-of-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1538563447073542530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1538563447073542530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/month-of-march.html' title='Month of March'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3125460065713309797</id><published>2011-03-28T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:44:00.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teasing Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETGnEf-aANI/TXCLJPQyzCI/AAAAAAAAAec/Mbk8PcyzV6o/s1600/Image00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETGnEf-aANI/TXCLJPQyzCI/AAAAAAAAAec/Mbk8PcyzV6o/s320/Image00006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580112929144097826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Going to new places is always fun. After a fun night out on the town and getting a little wild. Flirting with a few of you naughty guys and of course some really naughty ladies. We come back to our motel room. Now it is your turn baby and I am going to make you want it oh so bad. I want that cock of yours so raging hard that it can go all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48636843"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3125460065713309797?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3125460065713309797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/teasing-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3125460065713309797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3125460065713309797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/teasing-dress.html' title='Teasing Dress'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETGnEf-aANI/TXCLJPQyzCI/AAAAAAAAAec/Mbk8PcyzV6o/s72-c/Image00006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-879296739854542598</id><published>2011-03-27T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:55:00.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Switching</title><content type='html'>Okay so this seems to be a southern thing but I have found my guys really enjoy this. I guess because it combines corporal punishment with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;humiliation&lt;/span&gt;. For all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yankees&lt;/span&gt; let me explain what a switching is. When you get in trouble you have to go out and cut a branch usually something thin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wiry&lt;/span&gt; like a willow tree and bring it back and get spanked with it. Now here is the thing most people are going to go get one that is very thin thinking that will hurt less. That is very much the wrong kind of thinking. A thin branch stings a lot more and follows the curve of the body so you get hit with the whole thing. Where a thick hard branch is only going to hit you with about 2-3 inches of itself. It is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;humiliating&lt;/span&gt; to have to go out and cut your own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;instrument&lt;/span&gt; of punishment. Also, you have to go outside to get it so you take the chance of someone seeing you and asking what you are doing and what you need the switch for. Now if you are in the south I can guarantee they are going to make fun of you. Just because they know how much a switching hurts and remember all the ones they have had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-879296739854542598?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/879296739854542598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/switching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/879296739854542598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/879296739854542598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/switching.html' title='Switching'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7768521739408332079</id><published>2011-03-26T22:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:04:00.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackhose Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Playing in pantyhose has to be one of my favorite things. The feel of them on my legs how soft and silky they are. I really enjoy feeling them as they slide against me. To be honest I never knew anyone work panties underneath hose until I started on the internet. I can't remember any of my female family doing such a horrible practice and I never have. I enjoy feeling the hose against my soft pussy lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=50795253"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7768521739408332079?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7768521739408332079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/blackhose-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7768521739408332079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7768521739408332079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/blackhose-fun.html' title='Blackhose Fun'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1392233622513019146</id><published>2011-03-24T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T16:39:00.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cougar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milf'/><title type='text'>Cougar Looking For Her Catch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wdWExcV0wk/TW7IyEHw3fI/AAAAAAAAAdw/eRSiBeZ5hUI/s1600/lep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wdWExcV0wk/TW7IyEHw3fI/AAAAAAAAAdw/eRSiBeZ5hUI/s320/lep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579617750783942130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410173/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410173/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An older woman and a younger man the mixing of the two certaintly make for some very hot horny nights. I really enjoy a young hard stud cock to tease and have my fun with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1392233622513019146?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1392233622513019146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/cougar-looking-for-her-catch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1392233622513019146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1392233622513019146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/cougar-looking-for-her-catch.html' title='Cougar Looking For Her Catch'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wdWExcV0wk/TW7IyEHw3fI/AAAAAAAAAdw/eRSiBeZ5hUI/s72-c/lep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6901635585141756405</id><published>2011-03-23T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T01:29:00.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Submissive Men on Submissive Lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I really enjoy a lot of different sexual adventures. I don't have to stick to one role and I really enjoy the fact that I get to do a lot of different things on any given day. However, when  non submissive man calls one of my submissive phone sex lines I get really annoyed. I am not exactly sure why but I do. I had this guy call today and I asked him what are you into. He said he wanted me to tie him up in the bathtub and be really mean to his cock. OH YEAH! I am always in the mood for some cock and ball torture. Then we start talking and instead of letting me run with his fantasy which I am told I am excellent at. He starts saying things like you could do this to me or you could do that to me. Basically he is domming from the bottom which any Mistress/Goddess will tell you is the fastest mood killer out there. I LOVE what I do I have a great time at it. I look forward to turning on my phones and talking to my guys. This is absolutely the best "job" I have ever had. But guys that try to take control by being submissive just annoy me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6901635585141756405?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6901635585141756405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/non-submissive-men-on-submissive-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6901635585141756405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6901635585141756405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/non-submissive-men-on-submissive-lines.html' title='Non Submissive Men on Submissive Lines'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1778718587630327288</id><published>2011-03-22T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:16:00.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am an avid reader I would much rather read a book than watch a movie. Very  few movies actually impress me. Well last Summer one of my financial sluts  bought me a Kindle. With the move and all that I hadn't had the time to set it  up. I finally just took the time. I have to say I really and truly love it. I  like the fact I can set it down and pick up right where I left off. I like the  fact I can read more than one book at a time. Which  I have always done btw. I  really really like all the free books out there. I have over 600 on it right  now. History, Philosophy, Classics and Trash novels oh oh oh I do like my trash  novels. I have a small collection of S&amp;amp;M novels and I adore them. I am now  exploring Victorian Sex Novels oh how kinky they were. I really enjoy it. So if  you ever want to make me really happy send me an Amazon Gift card and let me go  on a book buying spree. That always makes me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1778718587630327288?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1778718587630327288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/things-you-didnt-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1778718587630327288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1778718587630327288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/things-you-didnt-know.html' title='Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6323266875787955715</id><published>2011-03-21T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T10:29:00.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thick Cock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktuy-NS5bWI/TXCHlmIGZoI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8C4BnOro64k/s1600/Image00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktuy-NS5bWI/TXCHlmIGZoI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8C4BnOro64k/s320/Image00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580109018271475330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I always get asked what is my favorite position and I have to say I really dont have one. There are some that I do more often than others but that doesn't make them my favorite. However, getting on top taking control and riding now what girl can't say that she enjoys that. Having you pinned underneath me while I get what I want first oh yeah that will definitely make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48638251"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6323266875787955715?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6323266875787955715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/thick-cock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6323266875787955715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6323266875787955715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/thick-cock.html' title='Thick Cock'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktuy-NS5bWI/TXCHlmIGZoI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8C4BnOro64k/s72-c/Image00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-674921189308443897</id><published>2011-03-20T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T18:31:00.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I went out to eat this afternoon which should have been a good thing but  I had terrible service. Prior to this I had gone to Lowe's for some lumber and  stuff. I had terrible service there too. In fact a man in front of me was  talking to me about how he taught marketing and customer service and they were  showing horrible customer service. So this is not my opinion but is actually  coming from an expert. Of course I didn't say anything we never do and we all  know why. None of us want to stand there and complain to management. We don't  want to waste our time on something that is not going to change. I know it and  you know it even though we really don't like it. After the Lowe's fiasco I was  really not in the mood to put up with a lot of crap. My point is this how did we  get to a point in society where waiters expect tips? I am happy to tip someone  more than 15% if they are good or even into the decent category. But, why should  I feel mandated to leave a tip for someone that is just HORRID! Don't worry I  didn't just leave though I wanted to and I have of occasion I just left the  minimum and really didn't want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-674921189308443897?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/674921189308443897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/terrible-service.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/674921189308443897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/674921189308443897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/terrible-service.html' title='Terrible Service'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4461843108702795074</id><published>2011-03-19T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T21:37:00.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BBW Licks &amp; Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I will be the first to admit that I like girls I really don't have a "type" that I go after. My friend Harmoni is very pretty and has an awesome tongue. She knows exactly how to get my clit hard and to work me up into a complete frenzy. She has the softest most wonderful breasts I have every felt and really enjoy touching and kissing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=50307619"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4461843108702795074?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4461843108702795074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/bbw-licks-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4461843108702795074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4461843108702795074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/bbw-licks-sucks.html' title='BBW Licks &amp; Sucks'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4054822363463389111</id><published>2011-03-18T01:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:11:52.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latin food OR Italian food?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;do I really have to choose I really like them both just not at the same time. I tend to eat more Italian than Latin food though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4054822363463389111?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4054822363463389111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/latin-food-or-italian-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4054822363463389111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4054822363463389111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/latin-food-or-italian-food.html' title='Latin food OR Italian food?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6036913941721480392</id><published>2011-03-18T01:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:11:14.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you own one of the following; Wii, PS3, OR Xbox360? If so, what is your favorite game to play?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I have a PS3 but never play it my favorite game of all times is actually a ps2 and it is Road Rage I adore that game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6036913941721480392?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6036913941721480392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-you-own-one-of-following-wii-ps3-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6036913941721480392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6036913941721480392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-you-own-one-of-following-wii-ps3-or.html' title='Do you own one of the following; Wii, PS3, OR Xbox360? If so, what is your favorite game to play?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2932547566203298967</id><published>2011-03-18T01:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:09:32.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>which of the 7 sins would you be ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;First off I had to look up the seven deadly sins LOL. For those of you like myself they are as follows: lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wraith, envy, pride. &lt;br /&gt;I would have to say I would fall under lust. I do not tend to over eat, I am not a greedy person, I might fall under sloth a little it means failure to use your abilities and talents not being lazy btw. while we all feel rage and anger at times I do not live in that state so would not fall under wrath, I am not envious at all, as for pride or hubris I have so desire to compete with the Jones. This was a great question though. Even though this is technically a religious question is certainly doesn't hurt for all of us to reflect on these from time to time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2932547566203298967?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2932547566203298967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/which-of-7-sins-would-you-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2932547566203298967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2932547566203298967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/which-of-7-sins-would-you-be.html' title='which of the 7 sins would you be ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8949914202342767802</id><published>2011-03-18T01:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:01:50.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>if you could have any animal in the world as a pet, what would it be ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I would love to have a parrot but right now I am settling for chickens, geese, and ducks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8949914202342767802?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8949914202342767802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-could-have-any-animal-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8949914202342767802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8949914202342767802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-could-have-any-animal-in-world.html' title='if you could have any animal in the world as a pet, what would it be ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8469122934368366823</id><published>2011-03-17T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:34:00.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Complete Obedience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WY3g4ttt6p4/TW7GeoU16UI/AAAAAAAAAdo/c320ZdSMRBg/s1600/obedance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WY3g4ttt6p4/TW7GeoU16UI/AAAAAAAAAdo/c320ZdSMRBg/s320/obedance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579615217881835842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9414627/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9414627/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your obedience is all you have to give. There is nothing more you can give me that will make me happy. You are here to be underneath me to feel the weight of my foot on your balls. To drain yourself when I ask for it. To bow before me at all times. You know you are only complete when you are controlled by a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8469122934368366823?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8469122934368366823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-complete-obedience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8469122934368366823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8469122934368366823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-complete-obedience.html' title='Your Complete Obedience'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WY3g4ttt6p4/TW7GeoU16UI/AAAAAAAAAdo/c320ZdSMRBg/s72-c/obedance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3535122846541104096</id><published>2011-03-16T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T22:01:00.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giantess Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have been having a lot of fun playing with a new fetish here lately. The  Giantess Fetish. Okay I will be the first to admit this is a huge amount of fun.  I am only 5'1" tall which means I tend to be the shortest person around. I am  the person that is always needing a step stool (which I do not own) LOL. So  pretending I am 8' tall and going around tormenting helpless pathetic men. I  think you get the picture. I have done a number of different ones and always  find each one exciting and fun. I have done the Gulliver's Travel version never  knew that story was so kinky. I have done the science experiment gone wrong. And  the really hungry sadistic Giantess. I really can't wait to do the next one.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3535122846541104096?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3535122846541104096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/giantess-fantasy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3535122846541104096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3535122846541104096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/giantess-fantasy.html' title='Giantess Fantasy'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6948078147867417658</id><published>2011-03-15T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:52:00.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain Slut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow I had a great time the other night playing with one of my little sluts.  He is a pain whore and always lets me do really horrible things to his balls.  Which is very fun for me! Well the other night I started out by tying up his  balls and teasing his cock its not huge but still fun. When I had him good and  worked up then I got out all my little playthings. My rope flogger was the first  thing I started out with. This is nothing complicated and actually homemade but  it works great on a nice pair of balls. After I had him squirming around and  whining. I moved on to my leather flogger this is so much fun when it is dry it  just kind feels like a light rubber band but when I really get into it and wet  it that is when the real cock and ball torture begins. We had a great time he  cried I laughed but it was all fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6948078147867417658?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6948078147867417658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/pain-slut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6948078147867417658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6948078147867417658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/pain-slut.html' title='Pain Slut'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5881532309507088864</id><published>2011-03-14T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:24:00.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84YG7qIL00E/TXCGi30yXxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/zGo0xrFMFPM/s1600/Image00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84YG7qIL00E/TXCGi30yXxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/zGo0xrFMFPM/s320/Image00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580107871971073810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me tell you a secret promise you won't tell.... I really enjoy masturbating in the tub floating in the warm water and just getting all wet really wet. Why dont you follow me on in and lets both have some fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48638827"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5881532309507088864?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5881532309507088864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/tub-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5881532309507088864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5881532309507088864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/tub-dream.html' title='Tub Dream'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84YG7qIL00E/TXCGi30yXxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/zGo0xrFMFPM/s72-c/Image00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6750179517144130603</id><published>2011-03-13T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:47:00.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unfairness Of It</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I have really been thinking with Spring coming on about something I have  always found wrong. That something is: why do men get to go topless all the  time, but for women to do it is considered in most places wrong. Not necessarily  illegal but highly frowned upon. See something most places won't say is that it  is not illegal for women to be topless but law enforcement likes to imply that  it is. I am not sure why there is such a strong feeling about this. Are men just  so obsessed with a woman's boobies that they couldn't control themselves? Of  course not! I think it is more a thing of jealousy among western society women.  From what I have learned and read about other cultures it is not a big deal for  most societies. While I understand what Churches are trying to do with all their  morality bull shit. In all reality they are just making pornography more popular  and more wanted. It goes back to economics and supply and demand. They are  creating a scarcity through their actions and with that the demand goes up. The  reason I say way the preach is bull shit is because 98% of the religious people  that I have ever met in my whole life have been hypocrites. Only worried about  showing up for Church service but treating everyone horribly  the rest of the  time. But anyways back to the subject I really think women should have equal  rights on this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6750179517144130603?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6750179517144130603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/unfairness-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6750179517144130603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6750179517144130603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/unfairness-of-it.html' title='The Unfairness Of It'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-512899512284938288</id><published>2011-03-12T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T21:29:00.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ante Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chilly and I are having a fun night of playing cards doing a little drinking and just doing some girl things together. We both like to be naked so there is no need for clothes really what fun is that? So after a few drinks of course us girls are going to get a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=50987995"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-512899512284938288?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/512899512284938288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/ante-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/512899512284938288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/512899512284938288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/ante-up.html' title='Ante Up'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-658069584964912135</id><published>2011-03-10T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T16:14:00.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Mood For Kink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVE21Jhn5HI/TW7DEPMwvPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xH4gjdAjjgY/s1600/kinky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVE21Jhn5HI/TW7DEPMwvPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xH4gjdAjjgY/s320/kinky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579611465925573874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410305/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410305/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kink is always fun. Adding excitement to a fun afternoon or evening. Doing those things that you have always wanted to do but were too afraid to do because you didn't know if your partner was into it. Just being allowed to express yourself and not be afraid of the repercussions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-658069584964912135?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/658069584964912135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-mood-for-kink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/658069584964912135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/658069584964912135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-mood-for-kink.html' title='In The Mood For Kink'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVE21Jhn5HI/TW7DEPMwvPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xH4gjdAjjgY/s72-c/kinky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2650823014002253829</id><published>2011-03-09T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:20:00.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Cocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I was talking to one of my regulars the other day and I learned something. There is a web site out there for men that are less endowed. I had never really thought about it. I have never been a fan of condoms because every time I tried to use them they broke and snapped inside. That is just not a fun feeling at all. But this web site allows men or women to order condoms that actually fit the size of cock. Now my friend is slightly less than four inches and he can order from them. I can't even imagine having sex with a cock that tiny but to each their own. I have included the web site if you think your may need something less than pharmacy size or wouldn't this make a great gag gift. Or even better yet for those of us with a little bit of a mean size what a great gift for a ex or even a soon to be ex. LOL. &lt;a href="http://mysize-condoms.com/"&gt;http://mysize-condoms.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2650823014002253829?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2650823014002253829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/tiny-cocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2650823014002253829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2650823014002253829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/tiny-cocks.html' title='Tiny Cocks'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6927062507190884042</id><published>2011-03-08T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:12:00.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Spring is finally starting to show around here. The chickens, guineas, duck, and geese are all outside in the hen house. I let them out during the day but they have to be housed at night still too cool for them to be completely left to their own devices. They are eating oh so much but growing every single day. I still have the turkeys in the house they have to have their own pen and are alot quieter than the other birds. Spent the weekend working on a new deck I am oh so excited about. It is a lot of work but will be a blast when I can sit out on it drink a nice glass of wine and talk dirty to you guys all summer long. Hubby asked me if we were going to get naughty on it. Oh yes we are. We also spent most of Sunday pulling stumps to get ready for where my herb garden and vegetable garden is going to be. I am so looking forward to putting all that stuff in. We have been cutting and burning and cutting some more. It is actually starting to look some what like a yard. I have discovered that I was way to lazy over the winter and now all kinds of muscles are sore, but it is a good sore. I really like it when things get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6927062507190884042?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6927062507190884042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6927062507190884042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6927062507190884042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4618557353816976097</id><published>2011-03-07T09:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T09:17:01.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulsa &amp; Teasing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGOVYsdxXuw/TXCFZqsy30I/AAAAAAAAAeA/kBFx4nfd9fw/s1600/Image00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGOVYsdxXuw/TXCFZqsy30I/AAAAAAAAAeA/kBFx4nfd9fw/s320/Image00005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580106614317440834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While Oklahoma is not a place I would choose to live I do know some great girls from there. I try to visit them as much as I can. On one of my recent visits I had a great time playing in my motel room getting naughty all dressed up. I took some pictures and did some movies. It was a lot of fun just to let myself go and be sexual for a couple of days. I know you will enjoy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48639265"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4618557353816976097?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4618557353816976097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/tulsa-teasing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4618557353816976097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4618557353816976097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/tulsa-teasing.html' title='Tulsa &amp; Teasing'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGOVYsdxXuw/TXCFZqsy30I/AAAAAAAAAeA/kBFx4nfd9fw/s72-c/Image00005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4312120535245627981</id><published>2011-03-06T11:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T11:40:27.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jar of Icey Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So the other night I was playing with one of my &amp;quot;friends&amp;quot; usually I just rub a little toothpaste all over his balls and watch him squirm while I do all kinds of other naughty things to him. But for some reason I was in the mood to be extra naughty and I got out the jar of icey hot. Oh did his eyes get big. I got a big gloop of the stuff on my fingers and then rubbed it all over his balls. He was completely tied up so there was little he could do and I have to say I greatly enjoyed myself. I really enjoy using things around the house to have fun with. While bought sm stuff is great and getting new things is always exciting. There is a thrill when you use something mundane for a lot more sinister purpose. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4312120535245627981?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4312120535245627981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/jar-of-icey-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4312120535245627981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4312120535245627981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/jar-of-icey-hot.html' title='Jar of Icey Hot'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2085854562268164388</id><published>2011-03-05T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:21:00.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is just an afternoon for you and me. We are just going to spend the day enjoying each other's bodies and having fun. But right now all I really want is your cock in my mouth. Taking my time and showing you a very good slow wet blow job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=50646269"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2085854562268164388?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2085854562268164388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/afternoon-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2085854562268164388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2085854562268164388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/afternoon-fun.html' title='Afternoon Fun'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6340409187114259595</id><published>2011-03-04T00:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:15:57.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>why do you suppose sex feels so good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I dont know but lets not look a gift horse in the mouth LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6340409187114259595?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6340409187114259595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-do-you-suppose-sex-feels-so-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6340409187114259595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6340409187114259595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-do-you-suppose-sex-feels-so-good.html' title='why do you suppose sex feels so good?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-611427802549787161</id><published>2011-03-04T00:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:15:00.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Name one food you like that you know how to make ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I am not much of an exotic cooker my husband does the majority of cooking in our home. I am more the soul food cook foods that fill you up and make you feel good LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-611427802549787161?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/611427802549787161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/name-one-food-you-like-that-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/611427802549787161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/611427802549787161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/name-one-food-you-like-that-you-know.html' title='Name one food you like that you know how to make ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3820038616451113866</id><published>2011-03-04T00:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:14:03.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What quality do you value most in your friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;honesty and integrity I can deal with a lot of faults as long as a person is honest in what they say and truthful about their actions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3820038616451113866?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3820038616451113866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-quality-do-you-value-most-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3820038616451113866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3820038616451113866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-quality-do-you-value-most-in-your.html' title='What quality do you value most in your friends?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7669761136351836416</id><published>2011-03-03T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T16:10:00.834-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bondage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fem dom'/><title type='text'>Red Bottoms At Attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay I have a confession to make I really enjoy giving a long hard sensual spanking. I enjoy it a number of ways from either tying a guy up and laying him across my lap his cock between my thighs as I let my long fingernails drag across his bottom until he is begging me to spank him. Or taking a guy and just holding him down with my foot while I use my riding crop on him until his bottoms is fully red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410305/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt='Call Button' src='http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410305/call_button' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7669761136351836416?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7669761136351836416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/red-bottoms-at-attention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7669761136351836416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7669761136351836416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/red-bottoms-at-attention.html' title='Red Bottoms At Attention'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3615746721251437806</id><published>2011-03-02T13:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:48:00.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>being alive. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;That is about all we can ask for reminds me of a song that I really like &amp;quot;Im Alive&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;And today you know that’s good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Breathin’ in and out’s a blessing, can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;Today’s the first day of the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And I’m alive and well&lt;br /&gt;I’m alive and well&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3615746721251437806?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3615746721251437806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/being-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3615746721251437806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3615746721251437806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/being-alive.html' title='being alive. :)'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6973048555875230160</id><published>2011-03-02T13:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:43:54.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>where do you spend the most time during the weekdays ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I am completely self employed and I have a little farm that I am starting so I really dont have a traditional work week weekend thing. I pretty much work all the time. I like it that way though keeps me busy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6973048555875230160?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6973048555875230160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/where-do-you-spend-most-time-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6973048555875230160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6973048555875230160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/where-do-you-spend-most-time-during.html' title='where do you spend the most time during the weekdays ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5367442944273028355</id><published>2011-03-02T13:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:43:01.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your daily morning routine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;routine what is that? LOL I am actually a really busy person but every day is different. My first priority is shower, makeup, hair after that who knows what I am going to be up to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5367442944273028355?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5367442944273028355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-your-daily-morning-routine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5367442944273028355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5367442944273028355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-your-daily-morning-routine.html' title='What&amp;#39;s your daily morning routine?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1847724176110542073</id><published>2011-03-02T13:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:31:37.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Panty Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;These are some of my very favorite guys to play with. I always have so much fun dressing up my panty boys making them wear all the girl frilly things and all the other girly things I can think of. I have to say I enjoy the humiliation aspect of this taking a big strong man and slowly stripping off his manly clothes. Then laying out all those girly outfits. Making him stand there while I place all those soft silky things on the bed. After that I slowly dress him into girl things. Changing my panty slut from a grown man into a sniveling sissy girly boi. That has to be one of my favorite things to do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1847724176110542073?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1847724176110542073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/panty-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1847724176110542073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1847724176110542073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/panty-boys.html' title='Panty Boys'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7082381576439268390</id><published>2011-02-24T23:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T23:08:42.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scent of A Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you follow me on twitter than you know one of my biggest complaints about products is that they all think they have to smell. Everything anymore seems to think it needs its own smell. Well you start putting scent upon scent and pretty soon to a person like me stuff starts to stink. I have always felt this way. BUT, today I was reading an article on cnn where they were talking about the smell of products interfering with people's sex lives. I'm reading this and going duh ya think. It seems that men can get actually turned off by this stuff. Now as a bi-sexual lady I personally think that women's pussies smell and taste wonderful. I dont want or need a lot of smells on me or someone I am with. A little bit of perfume is nice but just a wiff not the whole bottle. We tend to find ourselves becoming more and more of a product than a human and I think in a lot of ways we are losing parts of ourselves in the process. We have natural smells that attract each other. These are not bad smells but they work on our inner &amp;quot;beasts&amp;quot; the things that make us attracted to each other. The things that makes us want to touch and kiss and cuddle. Without these we become more and more isolated even if we are sleeping in the same bed. It was very refreshing to see a mainstream article which dealt with something that I have had issues with for a long time. So instead of adding scent upon scent lets all just have some naughty fun in a shower and enjoy each other as we were created. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7082381576439268390?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7082381576439268390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/scent-of-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7082381576439268390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7082381576439268390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/scent-of-woman.html' title='The Scent of A Woman'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6738452637925196163</id><published>2011-02-24T01:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T01:08:09.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>well what type of guy do you want</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I like real guys just ones that are themselves and I really can not stand stupid people. I am not talking about smart people that do stupid things we all do that. I am talking about people that just want to be dumb that do nothing to increase their knowledge of the world and things that are going on around them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6738452637925196163?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6738452637925196163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-what-type-of-guy-do-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6738452637925196163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6738452637925196163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-what-type-of-guy-do-you-want.html' title='well what type of guy do you want'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3640336389329179450</id><published>2011-02-24T01:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T01:06:58.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could donate a body part... what body part would you donate ? -_- blood doesn't count. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;wow this one stumps me I need more info do I still need them? Meaning am I still alive? If so I would say liver because it regenerates. If I am dead I guess it doesnt really matter because they are no longer of use to me. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3640336389329179450?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3640336389329179450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-could-donate-body-part-what-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3640336389329179450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3640336389329179450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-could-donate-body-part-what-body.html' title='If you could donate a body part... what body part would you donate ? -_- blood doesn&amp;#39;t count. :P'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-273359183361857159</id><published>2011-02-24T01:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T01:05:42.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What language would you like to learn how to speak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;spanish it seems the most useful to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-273359183361857159?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/273359183361857159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-language-would-you-like-to-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/273359183361857159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/273359183361857159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-language-would-you-like-to-learn.html' title='What language would you like to learn how to speak?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5267515475901735189</id><published>2011-02-24T00:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T00:42:22.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Mistress Awaits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OhGJ5tiOTA/TWX9XiEC_EI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XbhjMUwZCoo/s1600/Image00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OhGJ5tiOTA/TWX9XiEC_EI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XbhjMUwZCoo/s320/Image00003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577142294290824258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I have to confess I really enjoy a sissy guy wearing my boots and dressing him up in sissy clothes always gets me worked up. While tying a guy out and stretching his balls will always make me feel powerful. There is just something special about a sissy guy all dressed up and waiting for me to come punish him. A fun set of pictures with me all dressed up in my boots just waiting for my sissy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=48639797"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5267515475901735189?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5267515475901735189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/your-mistress-awaits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5267515475901735189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5267515475901735189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/your-mistress-awaits.html' title='Your Mistress Awaits'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OhGJ5tiOTA/TWX9XiEC_EI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XbhjMUwZCoo/s72-c/Image00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7434282928379532260</id><published>2011-02-22T22:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:30:53.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Niceness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I have a huge pet peeve and that is people that are just generally rude. I am not talking about standing up for oneself or standing up for a belief. I am talking about people that are just jerks for the sake of being that way. I was reading an article on Rush Limbaugh today. I will be the first to admit back in the &amp;quot;Clinton&amp;quot; years I was a HUGE fan. I used to listen to him all the time and he had some great things to say. Now he just comes off as a jerk. Not the 'good for you' tell it like it is jerk but like the kind of guy you move away from in a room. The kind of guy that you really wish someone would sock him one just because that is the only thing that would make him look like a better person. I see it all around me and anymore it is becoming a thing that seems to be &amp;quot;politically&amp;quot; motivated. Do we not teach just plain decency anymore? I have no issue telling someone off if things come to that point but I would never attack someone over things that are beyond their control. The article today Rush Limbaugh was attacking Michelle Obama because she doesn't look like a swim wear model. Well from a woman with titts and ass I am personally glad she doesn't look willow branch. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7434282928379532260?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7434282928379532260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/common-niceness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7434282928379532260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7434282928379532260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/common-niceness.html' title='Common Niceness'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4784286136528890780</id><published>2011-02-21T21:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:08:51.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=49412573"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I really enjoy being outside working in the yard. Yes I am one of those weird people that actually enjoy dragging wood or getting my hands dirty. All that work gets me hot and sweaty. This movie is one that I shot after being outside in the Summer heat all day long. So my white panties are soaked with my sweat and my sweet pussy juices and I have a lot of fun in them.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=49412573"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4784286136528890780?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4784286136528890780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/after-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4784286136528890780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4784286136528890780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/after-garden.html' title='After The Garden'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2513699286788559089</id><published>2011-02-21T14:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:40:28.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>do you remember a specific moment, or time when you remember losing your innocence and the truth of th world came flooding in? if so, what did you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Yes, I used to believe St. Augustine I used to think that people were intrinsically good. I dont believe that so much anymore. In a lot of ways I wish I could go back to that way of thinking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2513699286788559089?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2513699286788559089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-remember-specific-moment-or-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2513699286788559089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2513699286788559089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-remember-specific-moment-or-time.html' title='do you remember a specific moment, or time when you remember losing your innocence and the truth of th world came flooding in? if so, what did you think?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7001435726684331868</id><published>2011-02-21T14:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:35:31.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could go back in time to any one moment in your life, would you change or do anything? if you change or do it, what do you think it would change about the present?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I think we all have times in our lives that we wish we could change. That being said I dont think it would be wise to do so. The bad times in life make us who we are more than the good times. Just like steel needs to be tempered to make it stronger so do humans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7001435726684331868?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7001435726684331868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-could-go-back-in-time-to-any-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7001435726684331868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7001435726684331868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-could-go-back-in-time-to-any-one.html' title='If you could go back in time to any one moment in your life, would you change or do anything? if you change or do it, what do you think it would change about the present?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7270859127119920487</id><published>2011-02-21T14:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:33:32.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is the most important person in the world to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;my husband&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7270859127119920487?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7270859127119920487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-is-most-important-person-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7270859127119920487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7270859127119920487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-is-most-important-person-in-world.html' title='Who is the most important person in the world to you?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1996752292799243686</id><published>2011-02-20T12:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T12:47:32.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Naughty &amp; Dirty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Every girl likes to be made love to made to feel special, but then there are times when it is just a need a full blown desire. To grab each other and get hot and sweaty together. These are the kinds of things that gives a girl butterflies in her stomach and makes her ache with desire. Well at least this girl. LOL Come have some fun with me and lets just get naughty and dirty together.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8618845/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8618845/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1996752292799243686?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1996752292799243686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-get-naughty-dirty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1996752292799243686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1996752292799243686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-get-naughty-dirty.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s Get Naughty &amp;amp; Dirty'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8679508817755408100</id><published>2011-02-19T22:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T22:14:25.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;So I had a couple of things happen today that were coincidental but proved to be very interesting to me the same. One someone made a comment more than a question on Formspring. The other was I read an article on the subject of porn and marriage. Now the first one had to deal with homosexuality and hormone levels. First off I think this is total BS but that is just my personal opinion. I don't buy the whole there has to be something wrong with a person if they are attracted to someone of the same sex. Sorry that just doesn't fly with me. My honest opinion of this and I have been thinking about it for over 20 years now is that all people to some degree are bisexual now that doesn't mean that all people will follow through with it. But I strongly believe that if the right person at the right time came into all of our lives we might just take a chance on them. I do not believe that God hates Gays or Jews or anyone else for that matter. Those are petty emotions and feelings being put out there by even pettier people. We are complex emotional creatures and we really have little pre knowledge of how we are going to act in a certain set of circumstances. The second article dealt with marriage and porn specifically does porn destroy marriages. The answer to this is a resounding NO! I know plenty of couples that enjoy porn together.&amp;#160; Though many a housewife might argue with me on this Harlequin Romance novels are PORN! There is many a lady out there rubbing one out while hubby is away at work. Good for her you go sister. What does destroy marriages? Lack of respect and this is a rough two way street. A guy likes porn and his wife can not even meet him a little of the way of course he is going to feel hurt. A woman needs some romance a night of tender time that is all about her and all her man gives her is wham bam thank you ma'm. He is going to wake up in the morning to a very pissed off wifey. Actually he will probably pay for this one for a long time. We don't have to have everything in common with our spouses or significant others but we better have some common ground. Outside forces can not make or break our relationships they can expose weakness but if we fix those are just ignore them is completely up to uss.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8679508817755408100?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8679508817755408100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/interesting-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8679508817755408100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8679508817755408100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/interesting-thoughts.html' title='Interesting Thoughts'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6903403248467838780</id><published>2011-02-19T20:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T20:53:07.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a theory on homosexuality. it is because of an imbalance in either the estrogen or testosterone levels. if a man receives more estrogen at puberty he may have female tendancies towards men, &amp; the same goes for testosterone &amp; women towards women.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;sorry I think you are full of bs I think all people are at least mildly bi-sexual. If one studies biology it is natural in the animal world. I am not so sure I completely believe in full blown homosexuality and I really dont see why a person should be forced to choose. LIfe is too short just enjoy what time we have with who we are with that makes us the happiest. I dont see how being kind, gentle and loving someone could be wrong in any way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6903403248467838780?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6903403248467838780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-theory-on-homosexuality-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6903403248467838780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6903403248467838780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-theory-on-homosexuality-it-is.html' title='i have a theory on homosexuality. it is because of an imbalance in either the estrogen or testosterone levels. if a man receives more estrogen at puberty he may have female tendancies towards men, &amp;amp; the same goes for testosterone &amp;amp; women towards women.'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7547216030488347787</id><published>2011-02-19T20:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T20:50:54.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have a tumblr and/or a blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I have both &lt;a href="http://dianecallaway.tumblr.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" class="nofollow"&gt;http://dianecallaway.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;/ and &lt;a href="http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" class="nofollow"&gt;http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7547216030488347787?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7547216030488347787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-have-tumblr-andor-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7547216030488347787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7547216030488347787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-have-tumblr-andor-blog.html' title='Do you have a tumblr and/or a blog?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1183463921622978786</id><published>2011-02-19T20:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T20:50:13.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I enjoy sex in the morning more than at night so that is what I honestly think about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1183463921622978786?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1183463921622978786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-first-thing-you-think-of-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1183463921622978786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1183463921622978786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-first-thing-you-think-of-when-you.html' title='What&amp;#39;s the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-52375739678614556</id><published>2011-02-19T01:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T01:03:16.069-06:00</updated><title type='text'>After A Night Out With The Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I will be the first to admit that going out with the girls always gets me extremely worked up. It's not that I prefer girls over guys cuz I don't. I have to say I like both equally but watching girls in short tight clothes getting all hot and sweaty.... Do I really have to say anymore? So after a night of being completely worked up what do you think I am going to do? How about some much needed relief. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;After A Night Out With The Girls&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=49412403"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-52375739678614556?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/52375739678614556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/after-night-out-with-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/52375739678614556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/52375739678614556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/after-night-out-with-girls.html' title='After A Night Out With The Girls'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5163099082711890551</id><published>2011-02-13T19:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:51:01.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It Felt So Like Spring Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I spent most of the day outside the weather was just awesome. The wind was a little cool but the sun was very warm. We had decided after we got the new tires for the jeep to put a lift kit on it nothing major just 2 inches. The new tires kinda rubbed well actually they rubbed the first night and after that they didn't anymore. But we had ordered the lift kit and had to wait on the weather to get warm. So today was the big day. All I did was drag the tools out, play gopher, and put everything back up. But I supervised well. I haven't drove it yet but I sat in it and ummm its a lot taller. I really never knew two inches was so far off the ground. It looks a lot meaner though so that has to count for something. I thought it was really funny because in the very bottom of the box there is the sticker that has all these warnings on it of what not to do after lifting a vehicle. Shouldn't that have been on top so a person could read the dangers. I mean come on they are marketing this thing to men and they NEVER read everything in the box before assembling. BTW the directions were definitely written by a man for a man a lot of pictures and few words. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5163099082711890551?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5163099082711890551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-felt-so-like-spring-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5163099082711890551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5163099082711890551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-felt-so-like-spring-today.html' title='It Felt So Like Spring Today'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1775876648692057691</id><published>2011-02-13T19:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:38:10.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Anal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt; I have to say there are times when I enjoy a good hard anal pounding. There is just something dirty and raw about the whole thing that brings me right to the edge. I always get a huge puddle of sweat in the middle of my back and my pussy is dripping wet. I am a little bit of a kink I really like it when a guy sticks his thumb in my cunt while pounding me from behind. Want to talk about it give me a call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TViHfcCrsvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jnLQ3Q075F8/s1600-h/all%20anal%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="all anal" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="106" alt="all anal" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TViHgewFpiI/AAAAAAAAAdU/P_5Bf9TtQrs/all%20anal_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/9410197/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Or how abut a nice movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;All Anal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/niteflirt/images/D5_mail-mailbutton_V2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Diane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&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/8763380226785438986-1775876648692057691?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1775876648692057691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-anal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1775876648692057691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1775876648692057691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-anal.html' title='All Anal'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TViHgewFpiI/AAAAAAAAAdU/P_5Bf9TtQrs/s72-c/all%20anal_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4313035732212820631</id><published>2011-02-13T18:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:54:54.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When you are involved in a steady relationship, how many times per week do you have intercourse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;10-14 times a week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4313035732212820631?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4313035732212820631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-are-involved-in-steady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4313035732212820631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4313035732212820631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-are-involved-in-steady.html' title='When you are involved in a steady relationship, how many times per week do you have intercourse?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1489001315169056333</id><published>2011-02-13T18:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:54:25.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Assuming you make the decision, what position do you prefer for intercourse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I like to be on top&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1489001315169056333?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1489001315169056333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/assuming-you-make-decision-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1489001315169056333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1489001315169056333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/assuming-you-make-decision-what.html' title='Assuming you make the decision, what position do you prefer for intercourse?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-9033107695771740654</id><published>2011-02-13T13:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:19:36.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is you favorite vibrator large, medium or small?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i like them small but more of a fingers girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-9033107695771740654?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9033107695771740654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-you-favorite-vibrator-large-medium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/9033107695771740654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/9033107695771740654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-you-favorite-vibrator-large-medium.html' title='Is you favorite vibrator large, medium or small?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1961334287648996372</id><published>2011-02-13T03:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T03:04:58.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the first thing you notice about a person sexually - male or female?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;confidence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1961334287648996372?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1961334287648996372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-first-thing-you-notice-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1961334287648996372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1961334287648996372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-first-thing-you-notice-about.html' title='What&amp;#39;s the first thing you notice about a person sexually - male or female?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-888002450020397363</id><published>2011-02-12T22:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:53:11.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite type of movie . ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;historically based ones like Braveheart, etc I know they are all so off base but I dont care. I am also a huge Goth fan and sci fi freak. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-888002450020397363?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/888002450020397363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/favorite-type-of-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/888002450020397363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/888002450020397363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/favorite-type-of-movie.html' title='favorite type of movie . ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-2789183416169556011</id><published>2011-02-12T20:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:31:21.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever broken a nearly full -OR- half full bottle of perfume in your house before? If so, how long did it take to get rid of the 'good' smell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I never have thankfully I am very sensitive to smell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-2789183416169556011?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2789183416169556011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-ever-broken-nearly-full-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2789183416169556011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/2789183416169556011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-ever-broken-nearly-full-or.html' title='Have you ever broken a nearly full -OR- half full bottle of perfume in your house before? If so, how long did it take to get rid of the &amp;#39;good&amp;#39; smell?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-1145438226462669838</id><published>2011-02-12T20:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:30:41.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what qualities do you look for when it comes to friends/bf's ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;someone that is honest and open I dont want to be friends with someone where I am more a friend than they are. I dont need to be friends with people that are always wanting and never giving of themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-1145438226462669838?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1145438226462669838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-qualities-do-you-look-for-when-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1145438226462669838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/1145438226462669838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-qualities-do-you-look-for-when-it.html' title='what qualities do you look for when it comes to friends/bf&amp;#39;s ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5874100347067269273</id><published>2011-02-12T20:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:29:19.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 or lust ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I have read this over and over for a couple of days and have no clue what you are asking me please clarify&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5874100347067269273?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5874100347067269273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/or-lust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5874100347067269273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5874100347067269273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/or-lust.html' title='&amp;lt;3 or lust ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4485338841081351459</id><published>2011-02-12T17:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:31:08.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>name 1 thing you CAN live without . O.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;books I really enjoy reading&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4485338841081351459?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4485338841081351459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/name-1-thing-you-can-live-without-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4485338841081351459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4485338841081351459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/name-1-thing-you-can-live-without-oo.html' title='name 1 thing you CAN live without . O.O'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5741152632410071571</id><published>2011-02-12T17:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:30:43.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last one for today...  what are you in the Zodiac ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Im aquarius&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5741152632410071571?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5741152632410071571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-one-for-today-what-are-you-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5741152632410071571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5741152632410071571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-one-for-today-what-are-you-in.html' title='Last one for today...  what are you in the Zodiac ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-3387927847594990399</id><published>2011-02-12T17:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:30:22.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>are you one of those  "dating"/hookup websites? if so which one(s), and how do you like it? has it worked for you, that is to say have you actually met someone from the website(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I am not on anything like that sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-3387927847594990399?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3387927847594990399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-one-of-those-websites-if-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3387927847594990399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/3387927847594990399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-one-of-those-websites-if-so.html' title='are you one of those  &amp;quot;dating&amp;quot;/hookup websites? if so which one(s), and how do you like it? has it worked for you, that is to say have you actually met someone from the website(s)'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-5887350551458118755</id><published>2011-02-12T17:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:30:02.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>how do you feel about the current situation in Egypt? should the rest of the world follow their example, where the impoverished majority seize power from the ruling minority?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;well that is to general a question for me to truly answer. However I do believe in the social contract and if society is not giving the people what they need then the people have the right or even the duty to make their government conform to the wishes of the people. Telling a group of people how they should behave is certainly not a place the US should put itself. In fact because we tend to do just this is one of the main reasons we are not respected by a greater part of the world. We are truly a young nation and like any teenager alway feel we know best when in a lot of ways we have not been truly educated in all aspects of government. We are just over 200 years old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-5887350551458118755?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5887350551458118755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-do-you-feel-about-current-situation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5887350551458118755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/5887350551458118755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-do-you-feel-about-current-situation.html' title='how do you feel about the current situation in Egypt? should the rest of the world follow their example, where the impoverished majority seize power from the ruling minority?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-658453037804342220</id><published>2011-02-10T18:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:38:14.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guns N' Roses -OR- Stone Temple Pilots?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;both but always a gnr fan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-658453037804342220?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/658453037804342220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/guns-n-roses-or-stone-temple-pilots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/658453037804342220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/658453037804342220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/guns-n-roses-or-stone-temple-pilots.html' title='Guns N&amp;#39; Roses -OR- Stone Temple Pilots?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8632769645654840191</id><published>2011-02-10T18:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:37:48.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>can you do the splits ? o.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;nope but always impressed with those that can&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8632769645654840191?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8632769645654840191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-you-do-splits-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8632769645654840191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8632769645654840191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-you-do-splits-oo.html' title='can you do the splits ? o.o'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-7584679763903775550</id><published>2011-02-10T18:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:36:49.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>errrrrr, one more. xD lol .. are you a righty or a lefty ? ( not talking about boobs here -_- just the hand you write with :P jk )</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Im right handed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-7584679763903775550?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7584679763903775550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/errrrrr-one-more-xd-lol-are-you-righty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7584679763903775550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/7584679763903775550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/errrrrr-one-more-xd-lol-are-you-righty.html' title='errrrrr, one more. xD lol .. are you a righty or a lefty ? ( not talking about boobs here -_- just the hand you write with :P jk )'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8367929031444338088</id><published>2011-02-10T18:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:22:06.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you speak more than 1 language.. if you can, then which ones ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Nope I only speak english but know enough latin to make out the romance languages&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8367929031444338088?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8367929031444338088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-you-speak-more-than-1-language-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8367929031444338088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8367929031444338088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-you-speak-more-than-1-language-if.html' title='Can you speak more than 1 language.. if you can, then which ones ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-8875611335516365817</id><published>2011-02-10T18:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:21:26.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you would go live in another country where would it be ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I would really enjoy just traveling all over and living in as many countries as I could before I die. I so envy the travelers of the 1900's-1930'3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-8875611335516365817?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8875611335516365817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-would-go-live-in-another-country.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8875611335516365817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/8875611335516365817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-would-go-live-in-another-country.html' title='If you would go live in another country where would it be ?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-4952757768329099374</id><published>2011-02-10T18:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:20:27.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know size doesn't matter, but have you ever had the opportunity to have sex with a very well hung guy and done it simply because he was well hung?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;nope I can honestly say every man I slept with has had nothing to do with his size and everything to do with his personality&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-4952757768329099374?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4952757768329099374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-size-doesn-matter-but-have-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4952757768329099374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/4952757768329099374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-size-doesn-matter-but-have-you.html' title='I know size doesn&amp;#39;t matter, but have you ever had the opportunity to have sex with a very well hung guy and done it simply because he was well hung?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-113960868424410514</id><published>2011-02-10T12:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T12:56:54.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think that Twitter has replaced Instant Messaging?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;no they are kinda separate instant messaging is more private than a lot of aspects of twitter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-113960868424410514?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/113960868424410514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-think-that-twitter-has-replaced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/113960868424410514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/113960868424410514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-think-that-twitter-has-replaced.html' title='Do you think that Twitter has replaced Instant Messaging?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-6527384084610157763</id><published>2011-02-10T12:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T12:54:35.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you following the crisis in Egypt?  Do you follow politics and current events in general?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I generally do follow current events but I have not been following Egypt that closely to be honest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dianecallaway?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-6527384084610157763?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6527384084610157763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-following-crisis-in-egypt-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6527384084610157763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/6527384084610157763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-following-crisis-in-egypt-do.html' title='Are you following the crisis in Egypt?  Do you follow politics and current events in general?'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8763380226785438986.post-30051726039175101</id><published>2011-02-10T00:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T00:15:50.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Your Fantasies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I am all for fantasies. I have to say that is one of my favorite things to hear is what truly turns someone on. People get caught up in the spoon fed porn that is shoved down our throats that we seem to think our fantasies have to be these grand things when we talk about them. One of the surprising things I have learned from my online friends is that most the time it is the simple little things that tend to turn us on the most. The small of a woman’s back. The feel of panties or hose under our fingers. Another thing I find so interesting is how things that were not so pleasant experiences become so many fetishes. Take the small penis fetish a lot of guys can’t understand this. Why would some man want to have a woman make fun of his tiny little cock? Well it really is all you bully men out there that created this situation. Remember when you made fun of the geeky guy in the locker room? Well guess what the only way he could deal with what you did to him and how you made learn how to cope. He embraced his fears and humiliation and now that is what turns him on. Or how about the time some girl beat the crap out of a guy now all he does is fantasize about a woman taking control and forcing him to do whatever she wants. Many a cuckold has been created from a cheating wife or girlfriend what was a painful experience now becomes an erotic one.&amp;#160; So what is your fantasy?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8631373/call_now"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Button" src="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/8631373/call_button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8763380226785438986-30051726039175101?l=dianecallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/30051726039175101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-your-fantasies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/30051726039175101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8763380226785438986/posts/default/30051726039175101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianecallaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-your-fantasies.html' title='All Your Fantasies'/><author><name>Diane Callaway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625277913719842922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJI6ISdApGY/TGCqPweY2_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4dX3Q79CBI/S220/dianecallaway+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
