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I’m new to Twitter and still try to figure out a great way to share and discover what’s happening right now, anywhere in the world. I’m completely fascinated by Twitter  and enjoying it simply… If you already have a following on the web or in life, your masses can follow you and you can speak to all of them easily (if they happen to be listening)  If you like chatting with strangers about random things and have time to burn it can be a source of mindless entertainment….the only limit is your imagination

Have fun XXX

Why Women Have Sex is a book by Cindy Meston, a clinical psychologist, and David Buss, an evolutionary psychologist.

According to a new book, there are 237 reasons why women have sex. And most of them have little to do with romance or pleasure…Opppss

“People just assumed the answer was obvious,” Meston says. “To feel good. Nobody has really talked about how women can use sex for all sorts of resources.” She rattles off a list and as she says it, I realise I knew it all along: “promotion, money, drugs, bartering, for revenge, to get back at a partner who has cheated on them. To make themselves feel good. To make their partners feel bad.” Women, she says, “can use sex at every stage of the relationship, from luring a man into the relationship, to try and keep a man so he is fulfilled and doesn’t stray. Duty. Using sex to get rid of him or to make him jealous.”

My Highlights;

-”Why do the faces of Antonio Banderas and George Clooney excite so many women?” Im not in that group

-Love: an insurance policy Ohh!.. NO

-The idol of “women do it for love, and men for joy” lies broken on the rug like a mutilated sex toy: it’s orgasm, orgasm, orgasm. “A lot of women in our studies said they just wanted sex for the pure physical pleasure,” Meston says. Yeap, that’s me

-”In Masters & Johnson’s [1966] study of over 300 flaccid penises the largest was 5.5 inches long (about the size of a bratwurst sausage); the smallest non-erect penis was 2.25 inches (about the size of a breakfast sausage).” why sausage? I love sausage

-”Medicinal sex; Women use sex to cure their migraines. This is explained by the release of endormorphins during sex – they are a pain reliever.” I get migren everynight, please heelp

Anyways, it is a VERY interesting article and Im sure the book is even more interesting.

Have a look at the link for the full article

http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/sep/28/sex-women-relationships-tanya-gold
Hazel

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Do you know Harrier and Jaguar?

Fiona Banner‘s Harrier and Jaguar is the latest in a series of sculpture displays in the Duveen Galleries at Tate Britain.

I met them this afternoon at Tate Britain.

They are beautiful, sexy, dangerous… real fighter jets, both previously in active military service; Mr Harrier  is a symbol of power,  suspended vertically, its bulk spanning floor to ceiling, wall to wall and and hung nose pointing towards the floor, bringing to mind that it’s ready to dive   Mss Jaguar lies belly-up on the floor, its elegant, elongated body traces the length the gallery and its posture suggestive of a submissive animal

I got your attenton, didn’t I

Have a look at the link love birds

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Hey everyone!

Okay! I know what you’re thinking…

Oh my gosh! What happened? Where Hazel been???

I’m sorry!!!

No worries life is beautiful I dont know who sold my soul to the devil for this life, but i need to thank you!…Ive been just enjoying life n being selfish to keep it to myself instead of sharing with u on here

After a looong break, Im glad Im back Oh!.. how I missed you all and I’ll be keep in touch

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adieu, farewell, aufwiedersehen…I don’t know how you will all survive without me, my poor things, but I am going away on holidays until the 9th of April. Be sure to miss me. And don’t call anyone else while I am away…cos I have my spies…and I will find out…and hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

Me

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Yes, it is me… But it is also  my favorite drink, champagne…
At least according to the old story about Dom Perignon, the French Benedictine monk, who is supposed to have invented champagne BY ACCIDENT!!! and then run to tell all the other monks ‘Brothers, I have tasted heaven’. It’s not true, of course, but it is a good story. And champagne is such a good drink…I love it, the bubbles, the yeastiness, the crisp acidity….and it gets you drunk in such a pleasant and civilised way… Not all champagne is yummy though…it can be sour and flat and gassy…and many cavas are nicer than some well known brands. One brand, in particular, that has very cleverly associated itself with fashion and decadence, and *looks* great, isn’t actually that great in the glass…NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER. Then you have your Bollingers (for 007 fans), your Tsarine (for girls )…but when it comes down to it, there is really only one champagne for me…I am a Roederer girl It is a lovely drink…just the think for an easter bunny who didn’t get enough chocolate… hint hint hint

One of my friends once compared me to a bottle of champagne…I think it was a compliment, but I am not quite sure what she meant… Am I refined, elegant, bubbly…or under a lot of pressure and liable to go ‘ pop’ !? I think I will assume she meant that I am that perfect marriage of opposites that makes champagne so special

And what about our monk Dom Perignon ? Well, if he was that impressed by champagne, who knows what he would have made of me ?

Wikipedia says; “The modern belief that eggs are delivered by a rabbit known as the Easter Bunny  comes from the legend of the Goddess Eostre. So much did a lowly rabbit want to please the Goddess that he laid the sacred eggs in her honor, gaily decorated them, and humbly presented them to her. So pleased was she that she wished all humankind to share in her joy. In honor of her wishes, the rabbit went through the entire world and distributed these little decorated gifts of life…”

Actually I prefer to be the Goddess Eostre instead of the Easter Bunny. She is the virgin Goddess of spring, Ostara, but I’m not sure about the virgin part though being pampered, spoilt and looked after by you is the biggest pleasure in the world…

I wish u loads of chocolate, sexy bunnies…

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YOUR Sexy Easter Bunny Girl

STARING at women’s breasts is good for men’s health and makes them live longer, a new survey reveals.

Researchers have discovered that a 10-minute ogle at women’s breasts is as healthy as half-an-hour in the gym.

A five-year study of 200 men found that those who enjoyed a longing look at busty beauties had lower blood pressure, less heart disease and slower pulse rates compared to those who did not get their daily eyeful.

Dr Karen Weatherby, who carried out the German study, wrote in the New England Journal of Medicine: “Just 10 minutes of staring at the charms of a well endowed female is roughly equivalent to a 30-minute aerobics workout.

I’ve had guys/girls say to me, ‘I had no idea what was under there when they see me without a shirt for the first time. I’m a 34DD and my boobs are just great They r so firm, shapely, sexy, beautiful…
Even when I was 13 and they were B cups,my friends would say to me,’Your boobs are huge!’. When I was 16, they grew into D-and ever since men and women have had trouble looking me in the eye if I an wearing a low cut top…or a tight top…
HOWEVERRRR I’ve got good news for you, especially for guys, from a newspaper article I’ve read:

‘An eyeful a day keeps the doctor away’ by Jonathan Hayter

http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_qn4161/is_20000611/ai_n14504639

And because I’m nice, here is a picture of my own boobs… just in case you ever need a top up

Enjoy
Hazel