[parsley+sage]

She couldn’t hear much over the sound of the storm, her gaze shifting from the heavily-clouded sky and Jimmy’s eyes looking up at her. His brows were knit in concentration and pleasure, his warm hands roaming all over her body as she moved. She’d shudder every time he’d angle his hips differently, hitting a spot that made her belly hollow.

“Are you okay?” he panted, noting the change in her features at every crack of lightning that split through the night. For a moment, he’d thought she was afraid.

The crease in her forehead smoothed at the sound of his voice, bringing her to look down at him. She nodded and offered a small smile, leaning down to kiss his lips, feeling him lower his hands down her arched back.

“Ji-Jimmy,” she whispered shakily, the hushed cry almost lost in the roar of the thunder, “I think I’m…”

She held him tightly as if bracing herself, gasping as she felt him release, the warmth gathering where they’re bodies met. He could taste her blood in his mouth as he sucked her neck raw, tainting the skin with bruises.

“I want to see you, sit up.” he pushed her upright, watching her hair drape over her shoulders as her wispy split-ends tickled his arms. It took her a few minutes longer to get there since the angle had been changed, the thrilling high as potent ever. She gaped, her lips reddened from his beard and biting, closing her eyes as it washed over her in a throbbing wave. He wanted to see her eyes, to see them bore into his. And so to send a shock up her spine that would lead her to do just that, he reached for the one spot he knew would render her desparate, eliciting a violent jerk. “Open your eyes. Look at me.”

Her throat dried, evey sound that clamoured out of it, hoarse and croaky. She did as he said in fear that he’d stop, trying her absolute best not to roll over and thrash wildly. Then it’d all be over much to quickly. Instead, she kept her pace, the restraint making her eyes glisten. Just like he’d wanted.

She sighed, leaning back down into his arms and he held her like that for a good three minutes. Jimmy brushed the hair away from her face to see her face, more clearly.

“Are you scared of thunder?”

She looked out the window again, blinking at the white light that had appeared in the sky. It was surprisingly active that night, a short latency period in between each strike. She shook her head, tracing shapes on his chest with her finger.

“Fascinated, really. I’m sorry if it seemed like I was distracted.”

“It’s alright,” Jimmy assured with a sharp breath. He kissed her temple, feeling the tickle of her fringe at his lips. He brushed it aside, spotting a healing bruise on her narrow forehead. He frowned. “What’s happened here?”

She fluttered her eyelids, still coloured with pale eyeshadow and lined with pencil.

A bitterly cold wind blew into the window, sending the top-most papers of the stack on his desk flying about. Shay crouched down to floor and gathered them, handing them to Jimmy as he watched her close the window. The hem of her skirt rose up her thighs as she did so, blowing slightly as she tried to figure out the latch.

“Weird windows,” she said, drawing the curtains shut, as well.

The couple were in Jimmy’s home office, doing nothing in particular, enjoying each other’s company. As usual, there was a storm brewing outside, scheduled to thrive deeper into the night. She’d already spotted a few lightning strikes in the clouded sky.

“My kitten doesn’t like thunder, you know? She…cowers whenever there’s thunder,” she climbed onto his cherry-wood desk, extending her leg to swivel his chair so that he was facing her. His eyes flew to her parted thighs, noting the light blue colour of her panties.

“Is that so?” he trailed, absentmindedly, stroking his chin as she continued to ramble. She was muttering, he could barely hear her, and her lips were reddened with wine.

It was tiny moments like that, when her chest was flushed and her thoughts were scattered, did she truly enchant him. She had a tendancy to revert to a lethargic, dream-like state at the end of a big night, her eyes wide and sleepy– almost like a child. It made him want to take care of her, to stroke her hair and kiss her pouting lips over and over. And she’d always let him, the desire to be held and touched, overwhelmingly strong.

Shay crept her foot onto his thigh, giggling as he grabbed her ankle. His fingers traveled the length of her leg, lingering at the dip in the back of her knee.

 Jimmy’s hands reached her hips, holding them firmly as he slipped her off of the desk’s surface and into his lap. She gasped as their lips met, melting into his enveloping kiss. Her arms snaked around him, her fingers lost in the mass of his hair. He’d cut off a substantial amout of it but it was still full and abundant.

He pulled away from her lips to suck her neck, making her shudder. He’d only done it once before and left her dreaming about it on nights she spent alone in her own home. Only in her dreams, she’d have more to reel over than a simple love-bite. But things were heating up more than usual…Jimmy’s lips were  dangerously exploring her chest…her skirt had pooled around her hips…

“Jimmy,” she whimpered, the seam of his pants hard against her. Instinctively, she rolled herself into him, the movement sending waves of pleasure through her. He felt her legs tighten around him, gripping the back of her thighs as he put her onto the desk. She lied down onto his piled work, indifferent to the discomfort in her back as she reached for his zipper. He shook his head, grabbing her wrist and pinning it above her head.

So here’s a true story: my father, sometime in the 70s was looking for his first job. He went to the local McDonalds and told the staff, [manager’s name] said I was supposed to start today. They took his word for it and started training him and by the time the manager saw him and asked who he was, people just said “oh that’s the new guy.”

Somehow this actually worked. My dad worked there for a couple of years as a cook. He even won an award plaque which he had on the wall until the day he died.

Okay, I think i have it now and i appreciate it.

I’ve just made a bet against my Dad that if this post gets 2 million notes then i can get a Puppy. [like the one underneath]

I didn’t realise how much 2 million was and i couldn’t take that number down now. It should look like 2,000,000 in the notes bar.

He’s convinced that this will never reach that number, and very confident about it so Let’s prove him wrong!! He thinks this will get about 25 notes beofre it’s left in the dust.

You don’t have to do it for me. But for the point and to prove him wrong. He has to pay and everything so let’s make him suffer with it!!

I’m counting on you!!!

1. We would miss you. 2. It’s not worth the regret. Either by yourself if you failed or just simply left scars, or the regret everyone else feels by not doing enough to help you. 3. It does get better. Believe it or not it will eventually get better. Sometimes you have to go through the storm to get to the rainbow. 4. There’s so much you would miss out on doing. 5. There is always a reason to live. It might not be clear right now, but it is always there. 6. So many people care, and it would hurt them if you hurt yourself. 7. You ARE worth it. Don’t let anyone, especially yourself, tell you otherwise. 8. You are amazing. 9. A time will come, once you’ve battled the toughest times of your life and are in ease once again, where you will be so glad that you decided to keep on living. You will emerge stronger from this all, and won’t regret your choice to carry on with life. Because things always get better. 10. What about all the things you’ve always wanted to do? What about the things you’ve planned, but never got around to doing? You can’t do them when you’re dead. 11. I love you. Even if only one person loves you, that’s still a reason to stay alive. 12. You won’t be able to listen to music if you die. 13. Killing yourself is never worth it. You’ll hurt both yourself and all the people you care about. 14. There are so many people that would miss you, including me. 15. You’re preventing a future generation, YOUR KIDS, from even being born. 16. How do you think your family would feel? Would it improve their lives if you died? 17. You’re gorgeous, amazing, and to someone you are perfect. 18. Think about your favourite music artist, you’ll never hear their voice again… 19. You’ll never have the feeling of walking into a warm building on a cold day 20. Listening to incredibly loud music 21. Being alive is just really good. 22. Not being alive is really bad. 23. Finding your soulmate. 24. Red pandas 25. Going to diners at three in the morning. 26. Really soft pillows. 27. Eating pizza in New York City. 28. Proving people wrong with your success. 29. Watching the jerks that doubted you fail at life. 30. Seeing someone trip over a garbage can. 31. Being able to help other people. 32. Bonfires. 33. Sitting on rooftops. 34. Seeing every single country in the world. 35. Going on roadtrips. 36. You might win the lottery someday. 37. Listening to music on a record player. 38. Going to the top of the Eiffel Tower. 39. Taking really cool pictures. 40. Literally meeting thousands of new people. 41. Hearing crazy stories. 42. Telling crazy stories. 43. Eating ice cream on a hot day. 44. More Harry Potter books could come out, you never know. 45. Travelling to another planet someday. 46. Having an underwater house. 47. Randomly running into your hero on the street. 48. Having your own room at a fancy hotel. 49. Trampolines. 50. Think about your favourite movie, you’ll never watch it again. 51. Think about the feeling of laughing out loud in a public place because your best friend has just sent you an inside joke, 52. Your survival will make the world better, even if it’s for just one person or 20 or 100 or more. 53. People do care. 54. Treehouses 55. Hanging out with your soul mate in a treehouse 55. Snorting when you laugh and not caring who sees 56. I don’t even know you and I love you. 57. I don’t even know you and I care about you. 58. Because nobody is going to be like you ever, so embrace your uniqueness! 59. You won’t be here to experience the first cat world emperor. 60. WHAT ABOUT FOOD?! YOU’LL MISS CHOCOLATE AND ALL THE OTHER NOM THINGS! 61. Starbucks. 62. Hugs. 63. Stargazing. 64. You have a purpose, and it’s up to you to find out what it is. 65. You’ve changed somebody’s life. 66. Now you could change the world. 67. You will meet the person that’s perfect for you. 68. No matter how much or how little, you have your life ahead of you. 69. You have the chance to save somebody’s life. 70. If you end your life, you’re stopping yourself from achieving great things. 71. Making snow angels. 72. Making snowmen. 73. Snowball fights. 74. Life is what you make of it. 75. Everybody has a talent. 76. Laughing until you cry. 77. Having the ability to be sad means you have the ability to be happy. 78. The world would not be the same if you didn’t exist. 79. Its possible to turn frowns, upside down 80. Be yourself, don’t take anyone’s shit, and never let them take you alive. 81. Heroes are ordinary people who make themselves extraordinary. Be your own hero. 82. Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections. 83. One day your smile will be real. 84. Having a really hot, relaxing bath after a stressful day. 85. Lying on grass and laughing at the clouds. 86. Getting completely smashed with your best friends. 87. Eating crazy food. 88. Staying up all night watching your favourite films with a loved one. 89. Sleeping in all day. 90. Creating something you’re proud of. 91. You can look back on yourself 70 years later and being proud you didn’t commit 92. Being able to meet your Internet friends. 93. Tea / Coffee / Hot Chocolate 94. Sherlock season three. 95. Cuddling under the stars. 96. Being stupid in public because you just can. 97. If you are reading this then you are alive! Is there any more reason to smile? 98. being able to hug that one person you havent seen in years 99. People care enough about you and your future to come up with 100 reasons for you not to do this. 100. But, the final and most important one is, just, being able to experience life. Because even if your life doesn’t seem so great right now, literally anything could happen

IF that isn’t enough:

The weather report in nine German dialects (including two extinct ones from Eastern Europe)

This is contact information I pulled from Kix 92.7′s website. Send mail, calls, emails, hell, even faxes if you can, to let them know we will not tolerate their hiring of known sexual predators. 

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Phone Numbers Office – 662-394-8865 Studio Line – Coming Soon Fax: 208-567-6865

Both my parents are unemployed and on a pension and they’ve had to fork out a lot of money to help me and now they too are in financial ruin. I’ve seriously considered ending my life so that my parents can at least get my life insurance (my policy covers suicide, and if not I’d somehow make it look like an accident) I don’t want this to be some shitty sob story, but I really need help.  If you could contribute even the smallest amount, $1 I would be thankful for. Or if you could reblog this so others might, I would appreciate it so much. I just don’t know what to do and financial stress is crushing me.