...Izee's Thread

[MageNathaniel1]

Sorry to hear on how they ended the game quite odd indeed ours usually ended upt with everyone being friends after.

Though getting kicked out of tge general's office during the rotc event was a bit annoying.

Sounds like you made quite a bit out of the hand life dealt you. Smiles

[Izee]

..Thank you, Nate... ...Life has dealt me an interesting hand...but...as I walked an hour ago, holding my walker...I felt a lot of gratitude...I have so much.

I mean, think of it.  Some religeons say that we were created from dust, Scientists say that we evolved out of the mud. 

In HS, I spent a LOT of time looking through a microscope, and drawing what I was seeing.  I was FASCTENATED watching as a sea urchin sperm entered a sea urchin egg, and it...BLOSSOMED!!!  I mean, it got a little larger, and some kind of a membrane grew around it.  Some guys teased me, saying that I liked watching sea urchins fuck.  I just waved them away, as I kept looking into the microscope..."Go watch the rats, they fuck kinda like you will when you grow up...and don't bother asking me for a date."

I wasn't asked out for dates, I didn't put out.

I eagerly 'putted out' for my H on our wedding night.  I mean, I had talked about sex with girlfriends...and I was excited, laying on my back on the bed the first time, naked, my legs spread, and watching what he was going to do to me. 

I was happy, as I laid on my left side when he finished, feeling his semen dripping out of me...

I was happy,  afterwards, that I had put out...and putted out whenever he wanted me.  I also would kiss him, and drag him into the bed, and urge him to make me put out for him. I  mean..


I REALLY needed to be 'putted out'

Putting out is a nice pastime...

Okay, no more X-rated posts...

[MageNathaniel1]

Lol on the eay you descirbed it but am sure it was worth the wait. Smiles

[Izee]

...LOL...I was in my frisky mood when I posted that, Nate, my Friend...

...But I REALLY DID LIKE BEING GET PUT!

I would do my hair and makeup in a certain way when I wanted to be 'put'.  He would sigh, looking at me, and take me to the bedroom...

...AND PUT ME!!!

I would climb out of the bed after I was 'put', smile, and bring him a beer...

[MageNathaniel1]

Sounds like you were having fun   smiles

[Izee]

...Life is so much FUN!!!!

It does have it's truly horrible moments, history and my personal experiences does show that.  But I often sit, and wonder, as I look around our back yard...

How did Life come to exist?

I sit and think of what I have done.  I am a CPA, and an Attorney, and a very good musician, and I went after the GODDAMN IRS.  Often, an audit of some poor guy was stopped, when I made my appearance.  I would look at the agent, and a nice deal was worked out, or the case was dismissed.  So, the goddamn IRS came after ME!!!  And the Federal District court dismissed the case.  I was angry, and stared at the IRS attorneys...they were wimps!!!  I BEAT THEM!!!!

NEVER TRUST OUR GOVERNMENT!!! 

I suspect that most are good people, but, they have Supervisors who are assholes.  They sic their people on us.

But, I wonder about life.

I simply can't believe that we evolved from mud.  I mean...what is life?  We humans can think, reason, and need to eat and defecate to stay alive.  And why are there so many things that we like to eat?   On a business trip to SF, I would sit a wharf, and gobble down as many shrimp as I could hold.  As a young woman, word got around that I wasn't a 'cheap date', I would eat and drink as much as my date could afford.  I would kiss and fondle him, and let him play with my breasts, but didn't fuck until I was married.

I mean...did I evolve from some things that grew from the mud?

Perhaps, as humans grew, we did evolve...to a woman who plays the cello, piano, stares down the IRS, and stuffs herself silly with fried shrimp.

I don't believe that we just evolved.  Our Creator is probably looking at me...

...AND LAUGHING!!!   

[MageNathaniel1]

I agree with you on all points, life can be fun indeed and challenging at times. And yes never trust the government. If I ever need a lawyer to go after the feds, I will call you to be sure. Smiles.

I also agree that we were created bit do continue to adapt which is a gift given to us by our maker.

[Izee]

...Life can be a REAL blast...I try to r/p with imagination...but I expressed a lot more interesting sides in the privacy of our home...well...before we had children...then we had to go out on a 'business trip'.  Sexually, I am very submissive, and very adventurous.  We were in another city, and during the day, I was in my SERIOUS business suit dress, standing at the table, and presenting a case in the Federal District Court, very solumn, wearing my glasses and modest makeup, and my H was back in the hotel room.

...In the evening, I was giggling before my H, dressed as a somewhat sultry slut, while we had dinner. We were r/ping that I was a high class prostitute, and I was dressed up and acting like one.  I had been chuckling, at times, during dinner, I didn't look like an Appellate Attorney, and I was having fun seeing men looking at me as I ate and drank some wine, I was showing my nice cleavage.  At our room, I was dickering with him, over my "price", and showed him one of my boobs, and said..."The rest will cost you much more." 

He had actually offered me two bits, earlier...and I got 'angry'

...He laid a $10 bill on the table, and I squealed with pleasure...

...Not gonna describe what happened...

We were both laughing and cuddling at the end...

He did tell me, "DON'T YOU EVER DRESS LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF ANY OTHER MEN."

I told him..."Give me another $20, and I won't."

I was laughing as he called me a whore, turned me over his lap, and spanked me...I did enjoy being spanked...I would squirm, and curse...but kept my butt steady

I mean, I was earning over $180K a year, had a company Mercedes, plus other benefits...and I was ALWAYS fully clothed...

I was a lawyer...pretty close to being a whore...

I certainly looked like one, as I was spanked...

I would laugh, later, undressing, washing my face, putting away the trashy wig and jewelry...and putting the $20 bill in my purse.

I would rub my red butt as I climbed into bed, and tell him...

"Don't call that slut for a couple weeks...I need to heal...I will be standing a lot, or sitting on a pillow."

He would laugh.  He liked that I was submissive, adventurous, and had a high pain tolerance.

We kissed, and went to sleep.

[MageNathaniel1]

Hhmm for a high class one, would have to add another 0 to that 20 lol. We have not done much rp play but have been umm adventurous at times back when we were younger. Smiles

[Izee]

Thank you, Nate, I should have charged my H MORE for the r/p.  That could have been fun, he would have had to go to an ATM and withdraw more cash...

...FROM MY/OUR BANK ACCOUNT!!!!

And...I COULD SPEND IT AS I WISHED, once he handed it to me...and I would COUNT IT!!!!  then do whatever he wanted me to do.     One of our agreed rules was if I 'earned' money from him as a 'whore'...I KEPT IT!!!  We kept careful accounts of our coin, and we agreed that neither one of us could do impulsive spending.  That is why we saved so much, and the bastard walked away with about 1 million dollars when he divorced me.  So, I stashed the 'whore' money he gave me in a place, and bought things when I wanted, and didn't have to tell him about it.  He would laugh, seeing me with new earrings and such, and ask me where I got them, and I would just say, "The bitch bought them...and she would like you to visit her again."

I would be laying back, at the cheap motel, eating snickerdoodles, and hoping that my H got back before the Manager knocked on my door.  I had paid for two hours, and was somewhat excited.  It was a fun game.

I would be dressed as a somewhat high class whore, and tell the manager that I just needed the room for a few hours.  I would also say that a Big Shot was going to visit me, and not to have other men knock on my door.

My H would knock on the door, I would let him in, and we would have a nice hour.  We made love, and talked about things, and then he would leave.

I would be trying not to laugh, as I minced back to the manager, and handed him two twenties...part of my arrangement was that I would give the manager 20% of my earnings.  He would scowl, and say, "Work a few more hours, and CHARGE more, you are an attractive bitch."  I would nod...

But, my H was waiting in the parking lot, watching to make sure that I drove away...and he would follow me home.

I would be laughing...I mean...no one got hurt...my H fucked me, but that is one of the reasons I married him, I wanted him to fuck me...

OK, gonna calm down.  I am alone, just entertaining myself...

[MageNathaniel1]

Nothing wrong with a married couple enjoying such adventures. Can only imagine what the hotel manager thought but that is on him lol

[Izee]

...Cooking for a Gourmet...

We had an interesting pair of neighbors.     The H was a wonderful, generous, and kind man.  (Not gonna describe the wife...we often tangled)  I would let him take my motorcycle for the weekend quite often.  (Not sure why I bought a motorcycle....my mind was in a place that it sometimes goes.  I was thinking..."OK, gonna ride a REALLY POWERED BICYCLE on the Freeways...what could POSSIBLY go wrong???  Freeways seemed to be safe, but riding in town was dangerous. Riding in the foothills was fun  )   Anyway....

He was a chemist and an official 'TASTER' for a very famous wine making company.  Dining with him was an experience.  He would describe each dish, and point out tastes that I simply COULD NOT SENSE!!!!  I guess it would be like describing a symphony to a partially deaf person.  I would chew, listening to what he was describing, he would call out terms, flavors, textures, and I would just nod...and KEEP CHEWING!!!!   I had NO PERCEPTION of just what he was describing.

My H invited them over for dinner, and asked me what I could prepare that they would enjoy.  I thought a moment, and said, "How about my cioppino?"  He smiled, and agreed.  I didn't make it very often, it was expensive, and we were on a budget, but it was very tasty.  My H said that he and the man would be away the day of the dinner, but would be back at 6:00 pm.  I nodded, and said, "OK, I will prepare the meal, set the table, and such".

That day, he left with the man, and I told the wife that I didn't need any help.  I did prepare the cioppino, but did so on that back porch, so there was no smell in the house.   I greeted everyone around 6:00, and I looked elegant, I had done my hair and makeup very nice, and the table was set for four with our nice china.  I had decantered a nice red wine, and poured everyone a glass, and said, "OK, let us eat".  I then bought out a platter...and

...dropped a boiled hot dog, a boiled turnip, and two slices of white bread on their plates...

I sat down, and began carving up my hot dog, smiling...and asking, "Anyone want mustard?"

My H and the man's wife started to boil over, but the man had a wonderful sense of humor.  He tasted the hot dog, and said, "No this earthen taste, with the complex taste of the East, needs no additive."  I dipped my hot dog in mustard, and said, "I disagree, the hot dog has a spoiled taste, like a piece of chicken that has been left out in the sun, the mustard covers it up".  We commented on the turnip, in a similar manner, and my H and the other W were silent, but getting angry.  I figured that the joke had gone on long enough.  So I started laughing, I stood, and picked up the plates...the man pretended to protest...taking another piece of the hot dog.

I placed nice bowls in front of everyone, and then ladled cioppino into each one, and added a nice chunk of sourdough bread...

My H did ORDER ME...later that evening...to not play such jokes...again...

I DISOBEYED...a number of times...

Probably one of the reasons he divorced me...

[MageNathaniel1]

I am sure he enjoyed the joke and probably future ones as well, besides, a bit of disobedience is fun   smiles

[Izee]

...A REALLY NICE performance of the Brahms 1st cello sonata....

https://www.bing.com/videos/search?view=detail&mid=597D368DA11EF9B93846597D368DA11EF9B93846&q=brahms cello sonata&shtp=GetUrl&shid=c1b8fe3d-87c1-4528-bc54-4172b5d6cf29&shtk=QnJhaG1zIC0gQ2VsbG8gU29uYXRhIE5vLjEgRSBtaW5vciwgT3AuIDM4&shdk=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuamJsYW5jaHByb2R1Y3Rpb25zLmNvbSBDaHJpc3RvcGggQ3JvaXPDqSBpcyBhIGNlbGxpc3Qgd2l0aCBpbnRlcm5hdGlvbmFsIGNvbmNlcnQgYXBwZWFyYW5jZXMuIEF0IHRoZSBhZ2Ugb2YgMTcsIGhlIG1hZGUgaGlzIE5ldyBZb3JrIGRlYnV0IGF0IENhcm5lZ2llIEhhbGwsIHdoZXJlIGhlIGhhcyBwZXJmb3JtZWQgb24gc2V2ZXJhbCBvY2Nhc2lvbnMgc2luY2UuIEhlIGFsc28gYXBwZWFycyByZWd1bGFybHkgaW4gZnVydGhlciB3b3JsZC1yZW5vd25lZCBjb25jZXJ0IGhhbGxzIGluY2x1ZGluZyB0aGUgVG9uaGFsbGUgWnVyaWNoLCB0aGUgVmllbm5hIEtvbnplcnRoYXVzLCB0aGUgLi4u&shhk=HvHVTJicYYYNlFLMaW4r7RdRJohXswuxoq44zoBrWRE%3D&form=VDSHOT&shth=OVP.tN1d3SyYEi81Cc8cXjgdGgIIDe

I LOVE the way that it is presented.  The work is not just a cello playing, with the piano just in the background, it really is a duet.  So, the person who made the video does a wonderful job of highlighting both performers.  (The guys will like looking at the pianist).  You can see that both are involved, and working together to express the work.

You also get a sense of what it is like to play both instruments.  I could play both at that level at my prime, and I wasn't physical with the piano...I mean...the DAMN THING was LARGER AND HEAVIER THAN ME!!!   I would just lean close and coax it.   

The cello was different...I was sitting there, my legs spread, holding a chunk of lumber between my legs...left hand on it...and I did...

...GET PHYSICAL!!!!   

I would grip it with my thighs, hold it close, and run my fingers up and down the fingerboard.  Bowing was also fun.  Do notice that his bow is not just going back and forth on the same place...it is all OVER the place below the fingerboard.  That is because a note sounds different where the bow is placed.  If I wanted to express a soft, intimate sound, I bowed very close to the end of the fingerboard.  If I wanted to be loud and angry, my bow was very close to the bridge.  If I was lazy, I bowed between the two positions.

OK, finished my lesson on music pedagogy...

[MageNathaniel1]

Love your descriptions and the sensuality you show in doing so with the instrument.