Consensual Incest

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There are adults who feel consensual incest should be the right of adul

ts. Unlike the child abuse of Incest in the Family, the adults don’t think there is a problem with having sex with close family relations. Can sex between close relatives ever be acceptable?

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A Dog’s Purpose (from a 6-year-old)

Another gem from the email:

Being a veterinarian, I had been  called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s  owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached  to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and  found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for  Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in  their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought  it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as  though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I  felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker ‘s family surrounded him. Shane  seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he  understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully  away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any  difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s Death,  wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human  lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ‘I know  why.’

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next  stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation.

He said,  ‘People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life — like loving  everybody all the time and being nice, right?’ The Six-year-old continued,  ‘Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as  long.’

Live simply.
Love generously.
Care  deeply.
Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you  would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet  them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow  the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure  Ecstasy.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and  play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid  biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your  back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a  shady tree.
When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire  body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Be loyal.
Never  pretend to be something you’re not.
If what you want lies buried, dig  until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit  close by, and nuzzle them gently.

ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY  DAY!

 

Foods That Boost Your Libido: 9 Sexy Aphrodisiacs

Natural aphrodisiacs are substances occurring in nature like plants, fruits, nuts and vegetables that can be used to stimulate and enhance desire.

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According to the blog: Valentine’s Day is just around the corner, and you’re pondering how to show her you care. Before you pick up the phone to make a dinner reservation, consider last year’s Valentine’s Day dinner: crowded restaurant, crappy service, mediocre food. This year, why not stay in and cook up a hot and steamy meal on your own? We’ve combed through the latest scientific studies to come up with a list of foods guaranteed to boost your libido. Every food aphrodisiac here is easy to find — and some you don’t even have to cook.

Other sites:  Top 10 Aphrodisiacs ~http://www.rd.com/advice-and-know-how/top-10-aphrodisiacs/article57406-1.html

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Ten Aphrodisiacs That Work~ http://www.forbes.com/2006/12/05/leadership-health-sex-lead-innovation-cx_tw_1205aphrodisiacs_slide_7.html?thisSpeed=15000

Top 10 Aphrodisiacs~ http://www.livescience.com/health/top10_aphrodisiacs.html

Aphrodisiac Foods~ http://www.gourmetsleuth.com/aphrodis_foods.htm

TGIF

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND .

… usually not this quick, but it comes back just the same! 

One day a man saw a old lady, stranded on the side of the road, needing help. 

So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. 

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried.  No one had stopped to help
for the last hour or so.  Was he going to hurt her?  He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see she was frightened, standing out there in the cold.  He knew how she felt.  It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, ‘I’m here to help you, ma’am.  Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm?  By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.’

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough.   Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two.  Soon he was able to change the tire.  But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him.  She told him that she was from  St. Louis and was only just passing through.  She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. 

The lady asked how much she owed him.  Any amount would have been all right with her.  She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. 

Bryan never thought twice about being paid.  This was not a job to him.  This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past.  He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her, if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, ‘… think of me’.

He waited until she started her car and drove off.  It had been a cold and
depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe.  She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home.  It was a dingy looking restaurant.  Outside were two old gas pumps.  The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. 

The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair.  She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn’t erase.

The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude.  The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger.

Then she remembered  Bryan .

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill.  The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door.  She was gone by the time the waitress came back.  The waitress wondered where the lady could be.  Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: ‘You don’t
owe me anything.  I have been there too.  Somebody once helped me out, the way I’m helping you.  If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do
not let this chain of love end with you.’

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.  Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. 

That night when the waitress got home from work and climbed into bed, she was
thinking about the money and what the lady had written.  How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it?  With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard.  She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, ‘Everything is going to be all right.  I love you, Bryan Anderson.’

   ***

There is an old saying ‘What goes around comes around.’  Today I sent you this story, and I’m asking you to pass it on.  Let this light shine.

Salt and Pepper A Special Friendship

My “sister” and I met when we were freshmen at an all girls Catholic school in Brooklyn, NY in Sept 1960.  She was 14, I was 13.  We sat next to each other in every class for 4 years.  As we watch Barack Obama prepare to assume the presidency of the United States it’s hard to think back 48 years ago to the day I first sat next to Cheryl.  It was a different time in our country…in our lives.  It was before the Civil Rights movement….there was still segregation.  I bring this up because I’m Salt and Cheryl is Pepper.

This isn’t a story about an instant friendship that has lasted 48 years.  It’s about a gradual friendship that spent “40 years in the desert.”   It’s a story about overcoming bigotry and taking a spiritual high road. 

Cheryl and I talked to each other and were friendly with each other during our 4 years in high school.  Cheryl was the only African- American in a school of 1,000 girls.  Being young and self centered it never crossed my mind that it must’ve been less than comfortable for Cheryl being the only African- American, this was  because she never seemed uncomfortable.   To me, she always seemed very self -assured.  All the girls were kind to Cheryl and some included her in their lives outside of school.  I could not.  I knew that if my father, a bigot who made Archie Bunker seem benign, knew that he was paying tuition to have me sit next to a….well, you know the word he’d use… he would pull me out of that school in a heartbeat.    I kept quiet about Cheryl.  Cheryl had a similar issue w/her mother.  So the four years went by w/only some pleasantries and very few shared memories.

Fast forward to adulthood.  Ten years after graduation and I was married and the mother of a toddler.  I was very involved w/planning our 10th high school reunion.  Cheryl’s name came up on a list of those responding to the invitation issued by the school, but she didn’t attend the reunion.   However, I kept the list w/her name on it.  I kept it for 30 years.  In April 2004 I attended the 40th reunion organized by the high school.  I was 57 years old.  I had not seen or heard from Cheryl in 40 years.  I had so much fun at the reunion that I gathered email addresses from several of the “girls” from my class and started an email chain, writing newsletters to keep everyone connected.  Marita was so happy to be a part of this email chain and offered to help me find other classmates who were not yet included.  She asked if there was anyone in particular I wanted to find.  I said “yes, Cheryl.”  I gave her the address I’d kept for 30 years.  To this day I have no idea HOW Marita found Cheryl on the internet but she did.  Cheryl was living in Silver Spring, MD at the time.  It was Oct….6 months after the reunion.  I emailed to Cheryl immediately and received a very quick reply.  There was true joy in finding each other.  Emails went back and forth almost every day.  I suggested we meet and we agreed on meeting at the Inner Harbor in Baltimore.  I told her I was coming w/three other classmates….Kathy, who sat in front of me, Regina, who sat behind me and another Kathy who sat on the other side of the room.  We call ourselves the Jersey Girls.  So on a Sat in Nov 2004 the Jersey Girls met at my house and I drove us all to the Cheesecake Factory at the Inner Harbor in Baltimore.  None of us had seen Cheryl in 40 years. 

Once seated at a booth I left the “girls” to wait for Cheryl in the lobby.  She walked in and right past me….I wasn’t too sure it was her, but called out “Cheryl” and she turned right around.  We HUGGED!!!  I led her to our booth and it was amazing to see her so embraced by the other girls.  We had a great time and dominated that table for hours.  We knew we were going to be linked together for the rest of our lives.

The last four years have been so full of LIVING and the best part is I get to share it w/Cheryl.   Together we counted down her final year of working and she retired and moved to Florida.  Two of my sons have gotten married, and I now have two granddaughters.    Sharing every part of our lives is a gift we both treasure.  We’ve discovered how many things we have in common…..values, hobbies and spirituality to name just a few. 

If you have enjoyed Salt and Pepper so far please come back.  I plan on writing much more.