MILF HUNTRESS

I wear sex on the outside which makes me benign and harmless.  It is these sorts of cancerous m-ther f-ckers (white washed sepulchurs, hypocrites, actors) you have to watch out for.

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The reason I live where I do is because it is a GREAT place to raise a kid.  Was talking to daughter about school yesterday and she said there is no bullying (as far as her mind can see).  “Everyone is pretty much equal,” she said.  “Well there are a few weird kids,” she added.  (I love weird kids.)  Then she went on to make a pretty insightful observation for a 10 year old child.  “The weird kids are either really super smart or…” (here she trailed off).  “Or really not so”, I finished.  Yes to be different is generally a sign of one of two things.  People spend so much of their life energy attempting to appear ‘normal’.  But when it comes down to it, normal is merely a sign of ordinary.

Maybe my favorite shooting scene was the 10-15 minute video we made of me oiling myself up and flexing.  I mean, seriously, you want me to do this?  What a dream come true.  Oil, flex, mirror.  Mirror, oil, flex.  Working out, especially when alone, gives me so much mirror time that it is almost ridiculous.  I’m checking for progress baby!  Ok I may not be checking for progress.  After 5 years you pretty much have what you’ve got.  But I am looking,..and in general I am liking what I see.  Do I wear lots and lots of clothing at my gym?  I tend to wear as little as possible.  I used to worry about “eh she’s showing off” or “eh she wants people to look at her”.  Actually my gym is usually empty and I show off for noone but myself.  The more people that leave, the more clothes that come off.  Anytime I need permission to lift a little fiercer, to show a little more skin, I look to the magazines.  This isn’t only about building the best possible body, it’s about displaying it.   Bodybuilding is about taking body shame (something which is taught) and exchanging it for body pride (that is inherent).  This of course extends to the spirit.  Then you have a person filled with healthy pride which radiates.  We were made to feel this way.

I remember it well in the third grade.  It was hanging there suspended in the air, a sign made of gold.  Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.  Wow!  That made phenomenal sense! ‘Do unto others……’   This means…. no stealing, no lying, no plagiarism, no bullying, no sex with minors, no sex with married men, and or pigeons. Wooo~ that’s a long list to remember.  So let’s back up to rule one.  ‘Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.’  I can do this on ballerina toes!  Ladies, the world will always (attempt to) force you to choose between classy lady/good person and streetwalker/whore.  (God bless the whore!)  There IS resolution between the two.  I find that place by walking the golden rule.

Seems to me there is someone who doesn’t like me much perpetrating on my blog.  Haters come and haters go but self referral lasts forever thus sayeth the Maddi.  Turn back to my “U2?” Blog (because every U2 song is about Miss Maddi).  With the exception of Sunday Bloody Sunday (unless I am menstruating on the sabbath).  Anonymous commenters are the scum and the filth of the earth.  Being born without balls, they tie on artificial ones made of paper and violets.  SLUT!  Am I a slut?  Yes I am a slut.  Born and raised.  Purebred slut through and through.  I have made slut a term of endearment.  A title, a badge, an honor, that I wear proudly.  Now let me define slut for all you scumbags. Sexually Liberated Until Tomorrow.  That means my sex is my sex.  Always about me, most definitely always for me.  I may be a whore today and I may be a madonna tomorrow.  My sex, my business, my self.   If I want to f-ck you, oh yes I’ll f-ck you real good.  Just be sure to be a god or at least built like one.  You’d also better be over the top handsome, exceptionally clean, very smart, (witty even), well groomed, great sense of humor, have a hell of alot of game, and oh yes, for me only won’t you please be shy?  This happens to be one mother f-cking slut with the highest self regard.

The Whore of Babylon.  God rest her soul.   Who is this great woman?  Riding the beast with seven heads drunk on the blood of the saints.  Eventually the beast she rides turns to destroy her. 

¹⁵Then the angel said to me, “The waters you saw, where the prostitute sits, are peoples, multitudes, nations and languages.16The beast and the ten horns you saw will hate the prostitute. They will bring her to ruin and leave her naked; they will eat her flesh and burn her with fire. 17For God has put it into their hearts to accomplish his purpose by agreeing to give the beast their power to rule, until God’s words are fulfilled. 18The woman you saw is the great city that rules over the kings of the earth.”

Oh how I love the whore.

Country boy and his friends take girlfriend (now wife) to “Old Chelsea” down in the city.  Girlfriend is from the boondocks and hasn’t seen much of the world.  Girlfriend is also about 17.  Porn is on the screen, there is a hushed quality about the audience.  All the men are seated behind them, silently bouncing hats in their laps.  First flick a blowjob scene. “Someone need to give that girl some lessons!” exclaims girlfriend.  Every head turns her direction at once.  Next a gang bang scene.  Busty blonde taking 10 men.  In true porn style fashion the star is moaning, “More dick!  Give me more dick!  I need more dick!”  Every time she moans, another man enters the picture. “More dick, more dick, gimme more, more, more..!” Country girl has grown increasingly frustrated.  Finally she yells out, “Bitch!  Just how much dick do you think you need?!?”  Boyfriend very carefully escorts girlfriend out of the building. 

I get some RIDICULOUS reactions in public.  I don’t know if it’s the boobs or the muscles.  Drove out to General’s Summit to do some tattoo shopping.  Stopped for gas.  Every attendant in the QT was WIGGIN like my body was crack.  Smiling, staring…staring, smiling.  THEN even in the tattoo parlor, home of suspension piercings and the death metal rattle…..it was like splitting of the red seas.  People act f-cking STARTLED when they see me.  Sometimes they JUMP.  lol, hahaha.  Ok.  I f-cking love this sh-t.  You would think nobody had seen sex stand up and walk before.

I can’t believe all the fear mongering going on concerning President Obama. Let a man be known by his words.  After that ridiculous excuse, the mockery of a president, George Bush, I am frankly relieved to have a new puppet who is at least well spoken.  George Bush made the United States into an idiot nation.  There never has been such a profusion of attempted mind control and propoganda since Hitler.  Were they really trying to see just how stupid we really were?  How did America put up with such a president?  Now we at last have a president full of grace, charm, intelligence.  You can sense strength and sincerity both in his face and in his voice.  I am not one to be easily charmed.  Believe me.  I trust little and think much.  But the right wing conservative Christian voice right now.  It terrifies me.  What terrifies me more………..is I used to think just like them.  In God We Trust. 

When he was 12 he had some next door neighbors.  Girls 4-6 years older than him that would make him rub their feet, suck their toes, etc.  They would have parties, never inviting him, but calling him after the party to come and clean up for them.  He was the first to get a car, and they used him badly.  He drove them around the world 7 times.  All of his early orgasms were masturbation at the feet of dominant females.  He has since gone on to become a very successful business man owning three businesses in the city.  But he still only wants to come at the feet of the alpha female.  He wants to be used, abused.  He wants a woman who will crawl inside his head, use the information she finds therein against him, and take him for all he is worth.  If I could meet those young dominant school-girls today, I would kiss both of their naughty faces.