<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:06:33.729-08:00</updated><category term='You Tube Validation'/><category term='Women&apos;s Rights'/><category term='Microsoft'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='host a sex toy party'/><category term='motivations'/><category term='sex toy parties'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='personal lubricant'/><category term='extended lovemaking'/><category term='breast augmentation'/><category term='perfume'/><category term='relationship advice'/><category term='being in love'/><category term='human rights'/><category term='baby boomer'/><category term='premature orgasm'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='pheromones'/><category term='sex toys'/><category term='orgasm'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='Home Party Business'/><category term='sex sounds About.com'/><category term='durex survey'/><category term='role play'/><category term='tantric sex'/><category term='cheating'/><category term='alone on Valentines Day'/><category term='My'/><category term='Surface'/><category term='Madame X'/><category term='dress up halloween'/><category term='Luxuria'/><category term='fantasia home parties'/><category term='Orgasmix'/><category term='romance'/><category term='sexy men'/><category term='enhance romance'/><category term='women'/><category term='Cory Silverberg'/><category term='woman&apos;s arousal'/><category term='Nearly Me Lube'/><category term='Madame X lubricant'/><category term='foreplay'/><category term='Online Dating'/><category term='sex toy home parties'/><category term='The Daily Juice'/><category term='sexual dysfunction'/><category term='Miss Sensuale'/><category term='Recession proof'/><category term='Internet Dating'/><category term='chemistry'/><category term='valentines day'/><category term='depression'/><category term='Self Confidence'/><category term='sell at home parties'/><category term='menopause'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='dirty talk'/><category term='dieting'/><category term='passion'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Ricardo Montalban'/><category term='Intention'/><category term='premature ejaculation'/><category term='flirting'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='sensuality'/><category term='MissSensuale'/><category term='Rio'/><category term='does size matter'/><category term='Rina Valan'/><category term='sex toy travel'/><category term='Power of a Smile'/><category term='love'/><category term='Harrah&apos;s'/><category term='ID Lubricant'/><category term='pheromone perfume'/><category term='sexual pleasure'/><category term='penis size'/><title type='text'>Between Your Ears, by Miss Sensuale'</title><subtitle type='html'>Personal reflections, tips, drips and other musings of our sexuality.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-301734395604084372</id><published>2011-02-21T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:44:07.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pheromones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pheromone perfume'/><title type='text'>It That Lust in the Air?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P49lYePQ4Lk/TWLzKzPnDUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hLazwoKIOw8/s1600/Pure+Attraction+Pheromone+Concentrate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P49lYePQ4Lk/TWLzKzPnDUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hLazwoKIOw8/s320/Pure+Attraction+Pheromone+Concentrate.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pure Concentrate Add to Your Favorite Perfume&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or maybe it's &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=626&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;pheromones&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pheromones are defined as hormonal secretions that stimulate a  physiological or behavioral response. Not long ago, science isolated and then recreated human sex pheromones. Perhaps the ultimate aphrodisiac does truly exists! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;There are now quite a few scientific studies indicating their  effectiveness in attraction. And it's not just about sex.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Did you know that pheromones may:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; •"Break the ice" with significantly more potential partners &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; •Rejuvenate some of the passion that may be lost in a long-term relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; •Lead to more intense and somewhat animalistic sex &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; •Have an impact in general on your like-ability&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; •Even help make you 'feel' better about yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, do human pheromones work on  everyone? No, but they will probably work to a varying degree on almost  everyone. Pheromone responses vary depending upon the sensitivity of the  receiver's vomeronasal organ (or VNO). For you brainiacs, humans detect  the odorless sex pheromone with the VNO, also called the sixth sense as  per Fortune magazine's Technology column. Located deep in the nasal  passage, its only purpose is to detect odorless sex pheromones.  Evolution, in it's grand plan, created this organ to instantly transmit  the presence of this hormone to the areas of the brain the regulate  sexual drive. Now, I really do believe great chemistry does involve  smell in addition to the visual, mental, physical and emotional  connection between people. And though you can't really 'smell'  pheromones, our nose does pick them up, and when we like what our brain  is smelling, our body and mind does follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, why pheromone enhancement? Don't we have enough? Here's the Catch-22:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Our modern day grooming, daily bathing and personal attention  to hygiene to attract your sexual partner may actually  dampen the ‘chemistry’ and raw attraction between you! &lt;/b&gt;Way back in the old days, people didn't wash off most of their pheromones like we do today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, there’s good news…I do believe the added application of pheromones can help enhance or replace natures’ natural sex appeal. And many &lt;a href="http://www.misssensuale.com/"&gt;manufacturers of body spa and lotions&lt;/a&gt; now add them to their formulations. Miss Sensuale Inc adds them to all of our newest products,&amp;nbsp; included “&lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=626&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;Pure Attraction” Pheromone Concentrate&lt;/a&gt; by Madame X®, which allows you to pheromone-enhance any of your favorite lotion, body cream, perfume or cologne. Just a few powerful drops will do it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Try it...I dare you ; ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Miss Sensuale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;®&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;### &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-301734395604084372?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/301734395604084372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=301734395604084372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/301734395604084372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/301734395604084372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-that-lust-in-air.html' title='It That Lust in the Air?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P49lYePQ4Lk/TWLzKzPnDUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hLazwoKIOw8/s72-c/Pure+Attraction+Pheromone+Concentrate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-8220834850014571352</id><published>2011-02-11T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T05:31:38.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone on Valentines Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasia home parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rina Valan'/><title type='text'>Hello Me, Be My Valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VZlddp1GI/AAAAAAAAADw/1cZpx6IPztM/s1600-h/loveyourself" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Around Valentines Day I wonder about the millions of single people this holiday so obviously ignores, and how it may do the very  opposite of what it was meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roPuwTbBuoI/TVU2J26cYBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iX6TAp_QB4g/s1600/loveYou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roPuwTbBuoI/TVU2J26cYBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iX6TAp_QB4g/s320/loveYou.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's very easy for me to relate. Just a couple years ago,&amp;nbsp; I was walking through a greeting card store and a slight wave of envy hit me as I watched women picking out cards in the "Romantic for Him" aisle. The year was slim pickins for me in the romance department. Valentines' Day just made it feel worse. Any of you experiencing the joys and never-ending wonders of the online dating merry-go-round can certainly relate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's when my little imaginary parent version of myself came out and sat on my right shoulder, put their little imaginary arm around me and said: "Be my Valentine?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ok. so I might have inhaled a little while I was in college, and I once read a book on human psychology. I can't explain it, but I realized that the feeling of love and being "in love" really starts and come with and from yourself. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; actually create it when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; feel it towards someone else, and yes! Even with yourself!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I tested my new theory immediately..flirted and smiled unabashedly with my favorite elder grocery packer, and I got the most heart warming smile and pink glow back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a cup of coffee from the QuikMart and smiled broadly at a handsome beefcake, and the gift was returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I wrote an email to a friend and told them how much I appreciated them in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was on to something that I probably already knew, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;consciously giving love&lt;/span&gt; means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you get&lt;/span&gt; love back. And if it isn't necessarily love from another---it is from yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, heck! Why not pull out the stops this Valentines Day and show your love by allowing yourself a little extra gift of luxury or expression? Give love to you to the most worthy person in your life...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That perfect Red rose, is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yl8Av4KsX4s/TVUxXDDsMbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0Oy9uFnfRt8/s1600/Butterfly+Thruster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yl8Av4KsX4s/TVUxXDDsMbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0Oy9uFnfRt8/s400/Butterfly+Thruster.jpg" width="98" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Savor a truffle, for you.&lt;br /&gt;Order a Chocolate Martini.&lt;br /&gt;Buy Red Lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;Get a pedicure and paint your toes Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or buy a new pink &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy&lt;/a&gt;. My new favorite?&amp;nbsp; "&lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=977&amp;amp;cid=121&amp;amp;pid=111"&gt;The Butterfly Thruster"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile shamelessly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day to all us Me's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Sensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-8220834850014571352?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/8220834850014571352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=8220834850014571352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8220834850014571352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8220834850014571352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-me-be-my-valentine.html' title='Hello Me, Be My Valentine?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roPuwTbBuoI/TVU2J26cYBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iX6TAp_QB4g/s72-c/loveYou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-6526252129328174535</id><published>2011-01-04T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:24:55.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman&apos;s arousal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='host a sex toy party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premature ejaculation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MissSensuale'/><title type='text'>So What is Premature Ejaculation Anyhow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361282133538875554" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SmcZsfY7qKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LCfxc1ndUIc/s1600/ejaculation_lead_narrowweb__300x313,0.jpg" style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Thirty years ago I defined premature ejaculation as my mate's struggle to get past 3 or 4 strokes during intercourse!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But nowadays, with a step up in discussion between lovers, plus the wide array of information sources, the topic isn't so hush-hush anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think where the 'real' problem with what any one person defines as 'premature ejaculation' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;lies in the assumption that 'its over'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;You know---the  sex stops, no more action, partner lays there in wonder because "I can't 'perform' anymore". And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;there is where the key &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;to exactly what defines premature ejaculation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It isn't about how 'long' you can stroke during intercourse without ejaculating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's really about how educated you are about sex/lovemaking in general to know that the whole sex act does not revolve around the penis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Hey--it's nice if that body part decides to participate and perks to attention! But as a woman, I can honestly say that without all the other good stuff your partner does with their hands, fingers, mouth, body, voice, words, breath, smell, it isn't very good, very fulfilling, or very much fun at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It ain't over until you say so. Think about that!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Until then, focus on your partner's and your own sensuous senses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;xxoox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misssensuale.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;P.S. 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You can learn about that and products to help by hosting or attending a &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy party&lt;/a&gt; with our friends over at Fantasia &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Home Parties&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;###.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-6526252129328174535?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/6526252129328174535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=6526252129328174535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6526252129328174535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6526252129328174535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-what-is-premature-ejaculation-anyhow.html' title='So What is Premature Ejaculation Anyhow?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SmcZsfY7qKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LCfxc1ndUIc/s72-c/ejaculation_lead_narrowweb__300x313,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-2227299475922379606</id><published>2010-12-22T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T16:25:27.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='host a sex toy party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sell at home parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasia home parties'/><title type='text'>Holiday Travel Tips With Your Sex Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you traveling for the holiday? Are your &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toys&lt;/a&gt; traveling with you? Here is some tried and true advice whether you're packing for the security check at the airport or bunking in the spare room at your in-law's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TRJFts5iWZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5ixoLJ6OjFE/s1600/walkinginonsex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TRJFts5iWZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5ixoLJ6OjFE/s1600/walkinginonsex.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TRJEGbRJPPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/P4_9EPJ1wio/s1600/securitycheckline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips for&amp;nbsp; Airport and Flying:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Take the batteries out of your &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toys&lt;/a&gt;, including the ones in your checked bags. The last thing you want is for your toy to starting vibrating, especially in the security screening line. This just takes a moment before you pack them, do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Your favorite &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=834&amp;amp;"&gt;personal lubricant&lt;/a&gt; is probably in a 4 oz bottle/tube. Carry-on liquids be in a container 3 oz or less. Pillow packs or small samplers are best if you have them. Here's an idea: squeeze some out into a clean, empty travel size bottle that can be purchased at the drug or dollar store. These are the same containers sold for filling and traveling with your favorite shampoo, hair conditioner, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. Avoid stainless steel or metal toys, especially with carry on. Some toys are just not worth flying with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/party.php"&gt;Sex toys&lt;/a&gt; are illegal in many Muslim and Arabic countries, even just to have in your possession. Leave them home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. If your bag is searched in security and they ask what it is, don't hedge, just tell them it is a sex toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Visiting the&amp;nbsp; In-Laws and Overnight Stays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Pack and keep your toys, lubricants and other goodies in a box/bag with a lock on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Take the batteries out----trust me! You do not want anything to vibrate unexpectedly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. Take noise factor into consideration: is your toy a little too loud?&amp;nbsp; You would be surprised how far sound travels in the quiet of a not-your-own-home. Consider toting along more your non-battery operated accessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. Pack some&lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=307&amp;amp;cid=119&amp;amp;pid=111"&gt; toy cleaner&lt;/a&gt;, wipes and or paper towels. The bathroom may be down the hall ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Loving Holiday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;xoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misssensuale.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-2227299475922379606?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/2227299475922379606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=2227299475922379606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2227299475922379606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2227299475922379606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-travel-tips-with-your-sex-toys.html' title='Holiday Travel Tips With Your Sex Toys'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TRJFts5iWZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5ixoLJ6OjFE/s72-c/walkinginonsex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-32451399892630772</id><published>2010-10-23T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T14:09:49.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy home parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship advice'/><title type='text'>Validation: The Secret of Love and Attraction</title><content type='html'>I think my first marriage slowly deteriorated once something stopped happening between my ex and I....we stopped saying sincere complimentary things to one another. As a woman, I stopped giving verbal appreciation for the everyday good little and big things he would do, and he in turn, stopped validating my feelings and critiqued them instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how simply stupid we can be the first 30 or 40 years of our lives...and not just with our lovers and/or mates, but also with everyone around us, our family, friends, our co-workers, the supermarket check out clerks, the bank teller, flower sellers...they have the same needs as we have our very selves, and that is simply to be validated. A simple word, phrase, sincere appreciation or sincere compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall the last time someone paid you a sincere compliment or word/note of appreciation? You felt wonderful, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn the tables about in a special relationship in your life with a validating compliment, "You have a most disarming smile", or "Your eyes are so beautiful to me", or "You are so comforting to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a video on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;YouTube &lt;/a&gt;that is worth 15 mins of your precious time and in turn, is incredibly precious...it will show you the secret and power of validation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-fall in love...with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;---&lt;a href="http://www.misssensuale.com/"&gt;Miss Sensuale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-32451399892630772?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/32451399892630772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=32451399892630772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/32451399892630772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/32451399892630772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/10/validation-secret-of-love-and.html' title='Validation: The Secret of Love and Attraction'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-2199053224314124173</id><published>2010-10-17T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T11:47:10.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Party Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasia home parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My'/><title type='text'>My Nose Is In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TLtAOrKUeFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6MYXtV2RjkU/s1600/perfume-3-woman-and-bottle.s600x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="115" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TLtAOrKUeFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6MYXtV2RjkU/s200/perfume-3-woman-and-bottle.s600x600.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Place&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Playa del Carmen, Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;July, the sun just starting to set, and it was still 90 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now The Story&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a stroll, shopping for souvenirs, there were hundreds of vendors and  little interesting shops, a tourist’s paradise really! But it so so hot, and I was  starting to perspire heavily, and practically every shop did had no air conditioning. Alas, there was one safe haven: “La  Perfumeria.” And there my friends, is where my rather Roman nose came alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I've worn Eternity by Calving Klein for so long, I can't  even remember wearing anything else. As part of my daily primping  routine, I usually dab some on here and there, and it has sort has  become something people associate with me. It didn't feel right anymore. Rumors were flying that the nose was talking divorce. Sure, I took a sniff now and then, yes it was known to flirt with a  newbie, but the nose would usually...just say no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously have a monogamous nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Perfumeria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I walked in, something drew me straight to  the rear of the store. Without regard to a brand, name or shape, I  picked up a bottle that called out to me, and put it under my nose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I  took a deep whiff and a deep long sigh came from my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes closed. My head fell back against the display. My body  felt like it was floating. I lost track of where I was...aye cucaracha! I  think I got drugged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose...was in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, wait a minute! I don’t believe in falling in love on the first sniff ! So, dutifully, I went and tried six or seven other contenders, and...no, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;no, &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;…this is &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; One. Falling in love with my new scent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;was  just like meeting a new lover---they  either take your breath away, or you wonder how quickly you can run  outside and shake their scent off you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm thinking this puts passion into a new perspective for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Passion isn’t really something that you can just conjure up, i.e. 'fake  it'...your body always gives it away. And if you don’t feel passion or have any for any one, or anything, you  probably don't know that, so you don't miss it. And, maybe that's a good  thing in some instances. But I don't know about you, I sure would hate  to live life without feeling &lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt; passion! Something either moves you, and your mind and body responds---or, it is &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; another feeling, or another job, or another interest, another day, or another song, or another kiss, another lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your nose! Follow your passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://misssensuale.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;Miss Sensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. One of my inner most passions: to create passion in the lives of women and their partners, along with all my friends at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Fantasia Home Parties &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;, who purposely live theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-2199053224314124173?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/2199053224314124173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=2199053224314124173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2199053224314124173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2199053224314124173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-nose-is-in-love.html' title='My Nose Is In Love'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TLtAOrKUeFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6MYXtV2RjkU/s72-c/perfume-3-woman-and-bottle.s600x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-5281574340261754023</id><published>2010-10-05T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T16:12:06.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='host a sex toy party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nearly Me Lube'/><title type='text'>National Clean Out Your Nightstand Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; the heat of the moment, with your lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Place:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; your bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dilemma:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;rummaging through  your night stand drawer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;searching for that &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; and what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TKutBob3ebI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2kh6YXmdmYw/s1600/cleanoutyournightstand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TKutBob3ebI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2kh6YXmdmYw/s200/cleanoutyournightstand.jpg" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now you're frantic, because all you pull out is a sticky lube bottle, a non-working toy with a piece of gum stuck to it, or that massage oil you bought 10 years ago that just doesn't smell quite right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when was the last time you cleaned out your goodies drawer?&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're just like me with half used foil samplers (stuck to everything of course), half empty lube tubes, chocolate body  something or other, vibrator parts and pieces and a whole lot of  dead batteries.&lt;br /&gt;Not fun when you're trying to be cool and not ruin 'the moment!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Important: did you know there is a shelf life to most lubes and toys?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've heard that cosmetics, once opened and exposed to the air should be thrown away a few months later.&amp;nbsp; That's because exposure to air and contamination  with anything can lead to bacterial growth etc.&lt;br /&gt;Well...it's the same thing  with lubes and other sexy potions, oils and creams! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  same also goes true for toys and vibrators that are made of  porous materials-they have a shelf life too! They should be washed with antibacterial soap and  water, or a toy cleaner after each use and that will usually get you a couple years of fun use. BUT...they can just  pick up dust, dirt, cracker crumbs, oils or anything else that's been floating  around in and or around them. They can seep into the surface and like to hang there--it becomes the perfect brewing ground for bacteria. I can assure you that is something you &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; don't want&amp;nbsp; to play with.&lt;br /&gt;And besides, getting a new toy  every now and then is more fun anyhow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when was the last time you cleaned out your nightstand? We're making October "National Clean Out Your Night Stand Month"..it's the perfect time of the year to get yourself ready for the upcoming winter and some real good cuddling and loving. Make sure you go through your nightstand and freshen your love supplies up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333399; font-style: italic;"&gt;---&lt;a href="http://www.misssensuale.com/"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. In case you get motivated and clean out your night stand, I really do recommend "&lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=834&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;Nearly Me Personal Lubricant for Women&lt;/a&gt;", by Madame X---it is the only one I use and carry in my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy party &lt;/a&gt;line. It contains only 3 ingredients, all completely natural, like the real thing. It is the best!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-5281574340261754023?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/5281574340261754023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=5281574340261754023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5281574340261754023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5281574340261754023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/10/national-clean-out-your-nightstand.html' title='National Clean Out Your Nightstand Month!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TKutBob3ebI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2kh6YXmdmYw/s72-c/cleanoutyournightstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4883058146821158276</id><published>2010-09-13T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T12:32:43.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menopause'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal lubricant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy home parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madame X lubricant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nearly Me Lube'/><title type='text'>The Lube Test: True or False?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=834&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;Lubricants&lt;/a&gt; are for young people only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  And wow, a BIG False at that! All women are known to experience dryness  at some point, especially as we mature. Our womanly hormones affect the  body, both leading to and into menopause. Lubricants can replace the  vaginal wetness and it's normal for most of us to feel dry in later  years---don't obsess! Keep the lube on the nightstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; Lubricants prevent STD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  However, while it may not prevent STD's, use of a lube will decrease  the risk of creating tiny cuts or abrasions (which can let in STD's).  Also, a lube can help avoid condom breakage. So use those condoms with  lubricant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False&lt;/span&gt;: Lubricants prevent pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TI539Ttrg6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/QCGp5p7g2f4/s1600/NearlyMe.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TI539Ttrg6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/QCGp5p7g2f4/s320/NearlyMe.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Some lubricants have been known to decrease sperm mobility, but it's  really not enough to stop the swimmers. If you are trying to conceive,  don't worry about using a lube. And besides, it's more fun, and if  you're having more fun, you'll probably relax more and let the little  guys do their thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=834&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;Lubricants are just for women&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Lubricants are fun for guys, too! It helps with dryness and resistance  during intercourse, and many forms and variations during sex, and  especially manual play! All penises love lube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; Lubricants cause yeast infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  It actually prevents yeast infections along with drinking water before  and after sex and avoiding using diaphragms. If you are particularly  susceptible, use a non-flavored water based lube, and try "&lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=834&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;Nearly Me" by MadameX&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a lubricant made especially for us women, only 3 all natural  ingredients and has no scent, color or flavor. It is my personal  favorite and use it all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUE:&lt;/span&gt; The best &lt;a href="http://fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy&lt;/a&gt; you can have fun with during sex is: LUBE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/Default.aspx?cid=108"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4883058146821158276?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4883058146821158276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4883058146821158276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4883058146821158276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4883058146821158276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/09/lube-test-true-or-false.html' title='The Lube Test: True or False?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TI539Ttrg6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/QCGp5p7g2f4/s72-c/NearlyMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4115779256602434371</id><published>2010-08-22T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:45:43.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='host a sex toy party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MissSensuale'/><title type='text'>The Best Orgasm is the One You Wait For!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The number one complaint I hear from from women?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Their partners  come to orgasm too quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What we are really trying to say is that we want our own to be more prolonged and fulfilling! After all, if our partner wants to orgasm quickly, no problem! WE just want to  have fun, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orgasms resulting from a slow build-up  or arousal are &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;more powerful&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;than the ones that rush to the finish line.&lt;/b&gt; What so often happens with us is that we're so wrapped up in trying to 'get there' and/or get to the same level as our partner that we  often lose out on the build up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, how can we 'get there?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/THGW5ez7fCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dWk7V2InT78/s1600/tantriclove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/THGW5ez7fCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dWk7V2InT78/s200/tantriclove.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Years ago a Tantra changed my  whole perspective &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; physical behavior on the subject. It said that  most people unconsciously tense their genital area when being stimulated to or trying to orgasm. The tantra tells us to do the opposite: to &lt;i&gt;consciously not tense &lt;/i&gt; the genital area during stimulation. &lt;i&gt;By consciously not tensing, the  pleasure builds and actually radiates past the genital area and spreads throughout your  whole body.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The  first time you try it, you will find it very difficult to stop tensing  your lower body-it is such an automatic response. While slowing things  down a bit, focus solely on relaxing all muscles and 'allow' the  feelings and pleasure to grow, or perhaps the word is glow. It feels  very different, and in a really good way. You will also most likely have  to lighten the touch or pressure, as the nerve endings on the clitoris  or penis in relaxed state are much more sensitive to touch or friction.  Soon, the physical excitement seems to go deeper, and the pleasure  radius growing larger and wider. Eventually your entire body will feel  experience the sensation that in the past was focused solely in your  genital area. You may feel a 'whole body orgasm' for the first time in  your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Now, I'm sure some of you are already saying to yourself "This doesn't sound like a big deal."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Take my word, it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Try this little secret technique the next time you are alone, perhaps experimenting with a new &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy&lt;/a&gt;.  Remember not to rush, and stop every minute or so and check your body  tension. When you are with your partner, take turns while the other acts  as a coach through the technique (best done as sweet whispers in their  ear.) You will find it be a truly amazing and bonding  experience---cherish every glowing second!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1914958473"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://misssensuale.com/"&gt;Miss Sensuale&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;P.S. Add more passion and romance in your life, think about hosting an &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;adult sex toy party &lt;/a&gt;with the pioneers in the industry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan" target="_blank" title="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" border="0" src="http://ezinearticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan" target="_blank" title="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4115779256602434371?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4115779256602434371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4115779256602434371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4115779256602434371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4115779256602434371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-orgasm-is-one-you-wait-for.html' title='The Best Orgasm is the One You Wait For!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/THGW5ez7fCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dWk7V2InT78/s72-c/tantriclove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4156706424471511167</id><published>2010-08-15T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T06:50:46.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='host a sex toy party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><title type='text'>Dirty Talk: Count Me In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TGftYT8gYFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uD31lwaqb60/s1600/sexytalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TGftYT8gYFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uD31lwaqb60/s200/sexytalk.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The only time I've ever heard people complain about the sounds their lover makes during sex is when they &lt;i&gt;don't make any&lt;/i&gt;  at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only thing worse is making love in complete  darkness! Recently, a close friend revealed privately to me the reason  she divorced: her husband was so inhibited and withdrawn, he even  orgasmed silently. She never got any 'feedback' during sex that gave her  a clue if what she was doing was feeling good or 'on target'. That must  be so frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sounds during sex isn't just about  words.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Grunts, moans, groans, little sighs, long sighs, and screams  kind of go in the 'non-linguistic' category. Personally, these are my  favorite and they easily fall from my lips, sometimes in rather great  volume (Ok, so I like to be loud! )&amp;nbsp; I really LOVE giving feedback to my  lover this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other kind of sounds usually fall  into the 'dirty talk.' Making full sentences I think is difficult for  most. Though I remember a lover who kind of narrated the whole scene  while in bed! (And no, he was not a movie producer #*@!) After a while, it  started sounding like directions, so that was a rather short lived love  affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer sentences and narrative stuff I think, works better  before sex, especially when whispered back and forth, before you even  hit the bedroom.&amp;nbsp; I think most of us use one syllable words like: 'Yes! No! or Ooh!' Combine that with body language, and you have  some real feedback that excites &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; is exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about some of the things you may want to say to your lover tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Say them in soft whispers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://misssensuale.com/"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/a&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Read more about the sounds of sex by &lt;a href="http://sexuality.about.com/od/anatomyresponse/a/sex_sounds.htm?nl=1"&gt;Cory Silverberg over at About.com:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Want more ideas on adding a little more spice with your lover? Think about having one of our &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Fantasia Home Parties&lt;/a&gt;, it's amazing what you may learn by listening in the company of friends...pure validation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4156706424471511167?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4156706424471511167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4156706424471511167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4156706424471511167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4156706424471511167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/08/dirty-talk-count-me-in.html' title='Dirty Talk: Count Me In!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TGftYT8gYFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uD31lwaqb60/s72-c/sexytalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-7457968551901805291</id><published>2010-08-07T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T07:32:10.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luxuria'/><title type='text'>Birthday Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TF1qlC1vWeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9RwqkrHJ1jQ/s1600/birthdaysex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TF1qlC1vWeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9RwqkrHJ1jQ/s400/birthdaysex.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, how I am longing for Birthday Sex!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;...you know, the kind where  your lover gives you especially what you like, without any restraints on  time. You can even be a little  selfish and luxuriate in the pleasure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;They know it's your special day,  so attention to all the little details like music, flowers, oils, clean  sheets, long, loooooong kisses, caresses, and the touch that says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; "Don't  worry baby, I love what I am doing and will do it for as long as you  want or like it"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sigh. I so love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;You know what? I could very well long for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;---'Anniversary Sex' ("I still love you so much, Honey") or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;---"Christmas Sex" ("Oh Santa, I love it when I sit on your lap") or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;---"New Year's Eve Sex ("er...I left my underwear in the car")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;---'Honeymoon Sex' ("Enough! Put that thing away, boy!")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TF1s5JWRPjI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9rEWDikm8nY/s1600/TheGladiator.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TF1s5JWRPjI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9rEWDikm8nY/s200/TheGladiator.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow,  I am starting to realize that the flavor and dynamic of making love changes  with special occasions or events. So, since it isn't my birthday, and it's not even close to Christmas, maybe I can think of some 'other occasion sex'  that will take it up a notch with my partner tonight. I know! How about:&amp;nbsp; "I'm bringing home a new toy for us to try out tonight" sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Yep,  I think that will work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And since I look so good in black, I found something  called "The Gladiator." I am sure that will do. And if not? I am still very,  very happy with: "I am so in love with you" sex ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.misssensuale.com/"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;P.S. What is your favorite occasion type sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; How do you get your partner in the mood or ready for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;P.P.S. And, just in case you are curious about &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=830&amp;amp;cid=114&amp;amp;pid=111"&gt;The Gladiator&lt;/a&gt;, we carry that item at my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy home party company&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;www.FantasiaHomeParties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Even better, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/party.php"&gt;host a sex toy party&lt;/a&gt; and you learn some new tips and techniques and maybe you can get some 'Birthday Sex'on your calendar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" border="0" src="http://ezinearticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;###&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-7457968551901805291?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/7457968551901805291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=7457968551901805291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7457968551901805291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7457968551901805291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday-sex.html' title='Birthday Sex'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TF1qlC1vWeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9RwqkrHJ1jQ/s72-c/birthdaysex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-910026652277301313</id><published>2010-07-02T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T07:45:02.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Party Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rina Valan'/><title type='text'>American Women: Happy Birthday to OUR Freedom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TC34alvpd0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YfpyQ6aiLoA/s1600/MySexyShoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TC34alvpd0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YfpyQ6aiLoA/s400/MySexyShoes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday, America, and especially to us women lucky enough to be an American!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  taking just a little time the next few days to be thankful for living  on this side of the world. Think of the millions of women, just a few  thousand miles away, that are physically punished just for wearing nail  polish or lipstick in public, or for that matter, showing &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt;  visible sign of femininity or sensuality. Wait! Some are punished or  even killed just for showing ANY part of their body! Some say it is done in name of religion. Others proclaim that it is a  way of controlling the uncontrollable urges a man would have if women  were not controlled...even more proclaim it controls obscenity. &lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are true obscenity!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think  of the freedom we have here to choose what is in our bedrooms,  including personal pleasure enhancements, the sex of our partner, or  just plain have a sex partner and not being married. Many of you  know  that my passion for the past 25 years has been to help women feel more  comfortable and validated to be sexually fulfilled. Could you  imagine what would happen if these enslaved women went to one of our in-home-sales &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy parties&lt;/a&gt;? Oh  wait! These countries do NOT allow &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toys &lt;/a&gt;into their  country to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would have beheaded me years  ago. And you know, that's something that would be hard to live with ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, in honor of America and us American women, I'm celebrating my freedom. I will:&lt;br /&gt;--put on my killer black spike  heels along with my favorite hot little black dress&lt;br /&gt;--show my healthy  cleavage, polish my nails red, put on red  lipstick, and&lt;br /&gt;--drive myself to the &lt;a href="http://www.theborgata.com/"&gt;Borgata Hotel and Casino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--sway sensuously and then sit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in public&lt;/span&gt; at a blackjack table&lt;br /&gt;--with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my own &lt;/span&gt;money that I earned doing  what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to do&lt;/span&gt; for a living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, can't forget now to pull out my American Flag and proudly display it on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;  flag pole at &lt;i&gt;MY&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt; home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  love you, America.&lt;br /&gt;I love our people, our diversity.&lt;br /&gt;May the  respect and love I have for &lt;i&gt;all of you&lt;/i&gt; be felt today, and every day.&lt;br /&gt;America, thank you for being my home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misssensuale.com/"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan,  EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" border="0" src="http://ezinearticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-910026652277301313?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/910026652277301313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=910026652277301313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/910026652277301313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/910026652277301313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/07/american-women-happy-birthday-to-our.html' title='American Women: Happy Birthday to OUR Freedom!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/TC34alvpd0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YfpyQ6aiLoA/s72-c/MySexyShoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-9185132043516483349</id><published>2010-02-12T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:31:39.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone on Valentines Day'/><title type='text'>Hello Me! Be My Valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3V0E-iXB-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6pCSGW823mU/s1600-h/love-symbol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3V0E-iXB-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6pCSGW823mU/s200/love-symbol.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just one Valentine Day ago, I was walking through the card aisle at the supermarket. A slight wave of envy hit me as I watched a couple of guys picking out cards in the "Sweetheart" area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year for me was slim pickins in the romance department, Valentines Day just made it feel worse. Any of you experiencing the joys and never-ending wonders of the online dating merry-go-round may certainly relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, it made me also wonder about the millions of single people out there this holiday so obviously ignores, and how it may do the very opposite of what it was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little imaginary parent came out of my brain, sat on my right shoulder, and put their little imaginary arm around my shoulder and said "Be my Valentine?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&amp;nbsp; so I might have inhaled a little while I was in college, and I once read a book on human psychology. I can't explain it, but I realized that the feeling of love and being "in love" really starts and come with and from yourself. It isn't really when someone is feeling it towards you. You actually create that feeling when you feel it about or towards someone else, and yes---even with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tested the theory immediately.&lt;br /&gt;I flirted and smiled unabashedly with my favorite elder grocery packer, and I got the most heart warming smile and pink glow back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a cup of coffee from the 711, smiled broadly at this handsome beefcake, and the gift was returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I wrote an email to a friend and told them how much I appreciated them in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I think this is something that I probably already knew, but consciously giving means you get, and if it isn't from another, it is from yourself. So, heck! Why not pull out the stops this Valentines Day and show your love by allowing yourself a little extra gift of luxury or expression? Give it to you from the best person in your life...You! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That perfect red rose you see, is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor a truffle, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order a Chocolate Martini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy red lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a pedicure and paint your toes Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shamelessly! And a most happy Valentines Day to all us Me's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VyxjM35eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QIAkrcLQJIM/s1600-h/569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VyxjM35eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QIAkrcLQJIM/s320/569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Buy a new red sex toy. Check out one of my favorites! The &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=569&amp;amp;cid=106&amp;amp;pid=111"&gt;Total  Package Deluxe Vibrator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-9185132043516483349?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/9185132043516483349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=9185132043516483349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/9185132043516483349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/9185132043516483349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-me-be-my-valentine.html' title='Hello Me! Be My Valentine?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3V0E-iXB-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6pCSGW823mU/s72-c/love-symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-5815874703511841178</id><published>2010-01-24T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:13:03.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enhance romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recession proof'/><title type='text'>Recession Proof Your Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S1ym2hSRLgI/AAAAAAAAADg/2TGsT9Hzec4/s1600-h/snuggleUp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S1ym2hSRLgI/AAAAAAAAADg/2TGsT9Hzec4/s320/snuggleUp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Touch me!&lt;br /&gt;Hold me!&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute!&lt;br /&gt;I'm think I'm dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something strange happened last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a set of velour bed sheets as a Christmas present from my sister-in-law. They've been sitting unopened, for the past month while I contemplated "Are these going to turn my bed into a sauna?"&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should&amp;nbsp; re-gift them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the night was chilly and along with the news, politics, and the economy, the chill went to the core. Out of the package and onto my bed they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, getting back to strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I slipped myself between them and after a few moments, I starting wriggling around, feeling the warm softness on my skin. Next thing I was just wanting to feel the fuzzy texture on every inch of my body. I couldn't get enough! I even closed my eyes and made believe I was in bed with my sexy, now furry lover. Wait! I think I was cuddling my sheets! Oh no, what was next? Practice kissing on my pillow??!! Just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; old am I, anyhow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, one of the things I always talked about to women when I was out &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/sales_rep.php"&gt;selling sexy products at home parties&lt;/a&gt;, is touch deprivation. Touch is so critical in our well being, and I've always believed that partners who keep the non-sexual touch going, keep their relationship going. That's what I loved so much about my late husband---he would caress my hair, or brush his finger across my cheek, or put his hand gently on my shoulder, for no particular reason, and for no particular expected response back. The good news: I am so fortunate to have that back in my life again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundant, non-sexual touch...a sure way to keep your lover wanting you more. Imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P.S. I wonder if they actually make them in velvet? Maybe red....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-5815874703511841178?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/5815874703511841178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=5815874703511841178' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5815874703511841178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5815874703511841178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/10/recession-proof-your-bed_01.html' title='Recession Proof Your Bed'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S1ym2hSRLgI/AAAAAAAAADg/2TGsT9Hzec4/s72-c/snuggleUp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-5176990438095517554</id><published>2010-01-08T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:24:34.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penis size'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='does size matter'/><title type='text'>Does Size Really Matter?</title><content type='html'>The subject of penis size came up (not literally, but figuratively, or is it the other way around?) Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;It was rather a lively topic of conversation over a couple cocktails the other night with my lady friends. If you're a guy, I'd bet you'd be surprised to know that our 'favorite' was far from the biggest. No, for us our 'favorite' is always the one who pays a lot of attention to our brain first, and then even more to helping us get physically excited before anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S0eCB89ge0I/AAAAAAAAADY/C15o0paYT0E/s1600-h/obsession.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S0eCB89ge0I/AAAAAAAAADY/C15o0paYT0E/s320/obsession.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, thought I'd address this one head on...stop!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it really isn't funny, because in reality, bigger isn't always better, and frankly, something that just pokes and prods and doesn't do anything else isn't very much fun after all. Like I said, start with us females via the brain, then some long languishing manual play, and you will make it to home base!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, being generally left-brained creatures that men are, some do obsess. You don't want assurance, you want some logic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's really a question of perspective:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble is that every man sees his own penis in a foreshortened view. The angle at which you look down inevitably makes your penis seem shorter than it is. But when you glance at another man's organ, there's no such foreshortening effect, so very often it'll look as though the other guy is slightly better endowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I said, penis size has little to no relation to sexual pleasure or performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Performance in real life is about&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;providing sexual pleasure with or without an erection.&lt;/b&gt; And that, my honored-oh-how-I-so-love-you-opposite-sex, is the key to eternal passion, pleasure and happiness in your love life, and in the life of the one you lust and love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Sex toys&lt;/a&gt; aren't just for us ladies. Surprise your partner with something, play together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-5176990438095517554?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/5176990438095517554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=5176990438095517554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5176990438095517554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5176990438095517554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-size-really-matter.html' title='Does Size Really Matter?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S0eCB89ge0I/AAAAAAAAADY/C15o0paYT0E/s72-c/obsession.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-6559120905139159975</id><published>2009-12-24T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:11:00.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SzEbGdOWoFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pmTCIdIls5w/s1600-h/MerryChristmasLove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SzEbGdOWoFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pmTCIdIls5w/s640/MerryChristmasLove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;More than anything, I wish you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;xox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;MissSensuale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-6559120905139159975?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/6559120905139159975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=6559120905139159975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6559120905139159975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6559120905139159975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-gift.html' title='A Perfect Gift'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SzEbGdOWoFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pmTCIdIls5w/s72-c/MerryChristmasLove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-7902418955535006437</id><published>2009-11-06T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:04:48.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durex survey'/><title type='text'>The Strangest Place I Had Sex...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SvRVxRMiCMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UNthZQ_bcAo/s1600-h/snow_car_sex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SvRVxRMiCMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UNthZQ_bcAo/s320/snow_car_sex.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahem. I promise to tell you that in just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a lucky life. Everyday we talk about sex here and the subject of having sex in strange places came up during a broadcast of our weekly radio "Hump Day Show." I had shared with our listeners a rather interesting world survey done by Durex condoms on sex and sexual habits.&lt;br /&gt;---The number one place other than a bedroom to have sex is a car (surprise, surprise.) That &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; happened to me once, but my seat belt buckle snapped into my partner's crotch area, and that was the end of that.&lt;br /&gt;---The number two place: toilets. Yes, that's right. Somehow that doesn't sound very appealing or sexy to me, as I associate 'toilet' with public restrooms. And besides, that would mean rubbing hand sanitizer over &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; body part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My radio co-hosts then proceeded to share their varied strange place experiences, and my once virgin ears perked. One had lost their virginity in her parents bed (being Catholic, I'm positive that is a mortal sin.) We then had several callers who told us about a little rendezvous in tomb, work places, in a clothing store dressing room, on a plane (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; in the toilet, either), along with the usual near-disaster-while-driving stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit the one that had me howling out loud though, was the woman who went with her husband to shop for a shed at their local Home Depot. Yep, yep, you guessed it. They closed the door, leaned up against it, and had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quickie&lt;/span&gt;. Why is it that all I ever got at Home Depot was my ex-husband whining: "But honey, I might need this giant power tool for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; some&lt;/span&gt;thing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out on all the strange sex places. Being brought up in a very traditional Italian family meant no real dating until you were married. By the time you got to have the sex in the strange place, you're weren't having any sex at all. This is where one lives vicariously through others, and I often tell my friends "I should have gone for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Neanderthal&lt;/span&gt; after all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as I promised, the strangest place I ever had sex: in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vestibule&lt;/span&gt; of my parents home, being careful not to wake them up, as their bedroom was literally on the other side of the wall. But then again, according to our former President, what we did wasn't really considered sex anyhow ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I am sure you are here reading this and saying to yourself: "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, now I remember the time when....."&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, let me live vicariously through you and share with me where the most unusual place you had sex in: inquiring, yet sensual minds want to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playfully yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The bedroom is still my favorite place...and you can find the necessary props and accessories (er, like sex toys and massage candles) at my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Sex Toy Party&lt;/a&gt; company, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Fantasia Home Parties&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#### &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-7902418955535006437?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/7902418955535006437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=7902418955535006437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7902418955535006437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7902418955535006437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/11/strangest-place-i-had-sex.html' title='The Strangest Place I Had Sex...'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SvRVxRMiCMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UNthZQ_bcAo/s72-c/snow_car_sex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-8935267129043475745</id><published>2009-10-30T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:31:17.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pheromones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pheromone perfume'/><title type='text'>The Scent of This Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/Sur47Y6yAYI/AAAAAAAAACo/F6BJ55GTL4I/s1600-h/scentofawoman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/Sur47Y6yAYI/AAAAAAAAACo/F6BJ55GTL4I/s400/scentofawoman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Place&lt;/b&gt;: Playa del Carmen, Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When&lt;/b&gt;: Last summer, the sun just starting to set, and it was still 90 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now The Story&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a stroll, shopping for souvenirs in the most fascinating downtown area I have ever been in. There were hundreds of vendors and little interesting shops, a tourist’s paradise really! But, I was starting to perspire heavily and was looking for a reprieve—alas! Practically every shop had no air conditioning, at best a floor fan to keep the air circulating. I was able to find a single safe haven, “La Perfumeria”, and that’s where my rather Roman nose came alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I've worn Liz Taylor's “White Diamonds for so long, I can't even remember wearing anything else. As part of my daily primping routine, I usually dab some on here and there, and it has sort has become something people associate with me. But you know what? It just doesn't feel right anymore. I think my nose wants a divorce! Oh, there's lots of perfume clerks that flirt a newbie now and then, but my nose had always replied "Just say no"...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I obviously have a monogamous nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Perfumeria: I walked in, and like a beacon, something drew me straight to the rear of the store. Without regard to a brand, name or shape, I picked the tester that called out to me, and put it under my nose. I took a deep whiff...and sighed deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my eyes closed! My head fell back against the display! My body felt like it was floating! I lost track of where I was---aye cucaracha! I think I got high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose...was in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, wait a minute! I don’t believe in falling in love on the first smell!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;So, I went and tried six or seven contenders, one right after the other, rejected with each whiff. OK, this is just like meeting a new someone, hopefully your next life lover---they either take your breath away, or, you wonder how quickly you can run outside and shake the scent off you. No, no, &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;…this is &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm thinking this puts passion into a new perspective for me. It isn’t really something that you can just conjure up, i.e. 'fake it'...your body always gives it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=229&amp;amp;cid=107" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/Sur5YDp9eII/AAAAAAAAACw/X-r03QJygsY/s200/PheromonePerfume.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;And if you don’t feel passion or have any for anyone, or anything, you probably don't know that, so you don't miss it. And, maybe that's a good thing in some instances. But I don't know about you, I sure would hate to live life without feeling &lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt; passion! Something either moves you, and your mind and body responds---or, it is &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; another feeling, or &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; job, or another interest, another day, or another song, or another kiss, another lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1256911839285"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1256911839286"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your nose! Follow your passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. One of my inner most passions: to help create passion, along with all my friends at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Fantasia Home Parties &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;, who purposely live theirs. Try the &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=229&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;"Lust Me" pheromone perfume&lt;/a&gt;---I think it really helps make you feel more sexy...who knows what you may attract ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-8935267129043475745?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/8935267129043475745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=8935267129043475745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8935267129043475745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8935267129043475745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/10/scent-of-this-woman-dare-to-smell-me.html' title='The Scent of This Woman'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/Sur47Y6yAYI/AAAAAAAAACo/F6BJ55GTL4I/s72-c/scentofawoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-561528420432881484</id><published>2009-10-23T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:01:09.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress up halloween'/><title type='text'>Make Believe Isn't Just for Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SuHtQML2beI/AAAAAAAAACg/7nuR4-C4z5I/s1600-h/legs-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SuHtQML2beI/AAAAAAAAACg/7nuR4-C4z5I/s320/legs-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, my beau and I were discussing what costume we could pull together for a Halloween party next Saturday night. We started to brainstorm, and then I remembered I had a real stethoscope and went to grab it.&amp;nbsp; He laid it on the one side of his shoulder, and then he put them in his ears, then placed it on my breast.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I thought "Doctor and his oversexed nurse."&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe I was starting to get a bit excited, and so was he? Wait! He could be a plastic surgeon instead:&lt;br /&gt;"Dr Augment" and I could be his rather augmented-breastful patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ran upstairs and pulled out my killer black bra that pushed out the orbs even further. And then I found a low scooped baby doll dress (still had the tag on it, as I don't know WHAT I was thinking when I bought it!) I put it on over the killer bra, and dug into my piles of shoes for the killer black spike heels (yea, you guessed it...I don't know what I was thinking when I bought those too!)&lt;br /&gt;The finishing touch was a careful application of very, very red lipstick, very red. Did I say &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-style: italic;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I thought his eyes were going to pop from his head. And yep, that reaction was all I needed to play the part. You know, a partner who&lt;i&gt; plays back&lt;/i&gt; makes it sooo easy, and I &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;love to play&lt;/a&gt;! Hot damn! I forgot how playing make believe is so much fun, I don't think I going to wait until next Halloween to do it again ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I recall a rather short black leather skirt with the tag still on it stashed away in my closet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-561528420432881484?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/561528420432881484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=561528420432881484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/561528420432881484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/561528420432881484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/10/make-believe-isnt-just-for-halloween.html' title='Make Believe Isn&apos;t Just for Halloween!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SuHtQML2beI/AAAAAAAAACg/7nuR4-C4z5I/s72-c/legs-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-896575980696126094</id><published>2009-10-07T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:46:19.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex sounds About.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Silverberg'/><title type='text'>Talk to Me Baby! Sounds S'Wonderful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SszYZ9EN2AI/AAAAAAAAACY/WXlj-a4WQHA/s1600-h/SexyWhisper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SszYZ9EN2AI/AAAAAAAAACY/WXlj-a4WQHA/s320/SexyWhisper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The only time I've ever heard people complain about the sounds their lover makes during sex is when they &lt;i&gt;don't make any&lt;/i&gt; at all. I think the only thing worse is making love in complete darkness! Recently, a close friend revealed privately to me the reason she divorced: her husband was so inhibited and withdrawn, he even orgasmed silently. She never got any 'feedback' during sex that gave her a clue if what she was doing was feeling good or 'on target'. That must be so frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds during sex isn't just about words.&amp;nbsp; Grunts, moans, groans, little sighs, long sighs, and screams kind of go in the 'non-linguistic' category. Personally, these are my favorite and they easily fall from my lips, sometimes in rather great volume (Ok, so I like to be loud! )&amp;nbsp; I really LOVE giving feedback to my lover this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other kind of sounds usually fall into the 'dirty talk'. Making full sentences I think is difficult for most-though I remember a lover who kind of narrated the whole scene while in bed (no, he was not a movie producer!) After a while, it started sounding like directions, so that was a rather short lived love affair. The longer sentences and narrative stuff I think, works better before sex, especially when whispered back and forth, before you even hit the bedroom.&amp;nbsp; I think most of us use one syllable words like 'Yes!', 'No', 'Wow!', or 'Yum'. Combine that with body language, and you have some real feedback that excites &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about some of the things you may want to say to your lover tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance. Say them in soft whispers, &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Read more about the sounds of sex by &lt;a href="http://sexuality.about.com/od/anatomyresponse/a/sex_sounds.htm?nl=1"&gt;Cory Silverberg over at About.com:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-896575980696126094?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/896575980696126094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=896575980696126094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/896575980696126094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/896575980696126094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/10/talk-to-me-baby-sounds-swonderful.html' title='Talk to Me Baby! Sounds S&apos;Wonderful!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SszYZ9EN2AI/AAAAAAAAACY/WXlj-a4WQHA/s72-c/SexyWhisper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-8826386605554102215</id><published>2009-09-17T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:31:28.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dieting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being in love'/><title type='text'>"More to Love" When in You're in Love, Literally!</title><content type='html'>It seems hard to believe that about a year ago I was failing miserably in the dating scene, trepidly traversing internet match sites and was near to the point of becoming a serial dater. The good news about that misery was that I didn't eat much and I worked out like crazy to relieve stress. For once in my life I felt fit, svelt and in 14 size jeans (Hey! That's small for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SrKp_gMAHbI/AAAAAAAAACI/JtmD2ZOxhDI/s1600-h/EatinBed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SrKp_gMAHbI/AAAAAAAAACI/JtmD2ZOxhDI/s320/EatinBed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then, bam! My luck had changed and I fell in love with a special guy who also has become a best friend. He treats me to dinner out many times a week, and this summer we tried to boost the economy by visiting all the local soft-serve ice cream spots in our area. Many a nights after some great snuggling and kissing and drifting off to sleep in each others' arms, we prolonged the pleasure with leftover pizza and little fried chicken wings. I even got back into my old routine of baking, cooking, and entertaining on a regular basis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a sensualist can be such a double edged sword, especially when you're in love! And when you're in love, showing love is more fun with food! I woke up this morning and 'found' 10 extra pounds...they somehow got added to my middle and my boobs-I am sooooo mad! (And believe me, of all places, I don't need any more boob to my boobs!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. I don't want to really give up the pleasure we get from sharing our meals and dining out together...somehow, popping open a Jenny Craig cardboard special just doesn't seem like a fun thing to do together on a Friday night. Plus, I don't know where I can get a dietetic peach martini.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I should: get back to the gym, stop cooking so much, stop dining out, stop buying delectable imported cheeses to nibble on in bed, stop sipping dessert wines on the couch as we snuggle, bla blah blah. Ok, ok! But please!&lt;br /&gt;Just don't tell me that I should have more sex; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-8826386605554102215?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/8826386605554102215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=8826386605554102215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8826386605554102215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8826386605554102215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-to-love-when-in-youre-in-love.html' title='&quot;More to Love&quot; When in You&apos;re in Love, Literally!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SrKp_gMAHbI/AAAAAAAAACI/JtmD2ZOxhDI/s72-c/EatinBed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-7973324804203481549</id><published>2009-08-19T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:55:18.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menopause'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ID Lubricant'/><title type='text'>Lube Q &amp; A, Take the Test!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=164&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SowNqO-vGKI/AAAAAAAAACA/8ptmhVJTTFw/s400/164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371683474773055650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=164&amp;amp;"&gt;Lubricants &lt;/a&gt;are for young people only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, a BIG False at that! All women are known to experience dryness at some point, especially as we mature. Our womenly hormones affect the body, both leading to and into menopause. Lubricants can replace the vaginal wetness---it's normal for most of us to feel dry in later years---don't obsess! Keep the lube on the nightstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; Lubricants prevent STD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, while it may not prevent STD's, use of a lube will decrease the risk of creating tiny cuts or abrasions (which can let in STD's). Also, a lube can help avoid condom breakage. So use those condoms with lubricant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False&lt;/span&gt;: Lubricants prevent pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lubricants have been known to decrease sperm mobility, but it's really not enough to stop the swimmers. If you are trying to conceive, don't worry about using a lube. And besides, it's more fun, and if you're having more fun, you'll probably relax more and let the little guys do their thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; Lubricants are just for women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Lubricants are fun for guys&lt;/a&gt;, too! It helps with dryness and resistance during intercourse, and many forms and variations during sex, and especially manual play! All penises love lube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or False:&lt;/span&gt; Lubricants cause yeast infections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: False!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually prevents yeast infections along with drinking water before and after sex and avoiding using diaphragms. If you are particularly susceptible, use a non-flavored water based lube. We &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/Default.aspx"&gt;sell ID Original Lube&lt;/a&gt;---personally, I think it's one of the best out there and has no scent, color or flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUE:&lt;/span&gt; The best &lt;a href="http://fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy&lt;/a&gt; you can have fun with during sex is.....LUBE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-7973324804203481549?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/7973324804203481549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=7973324804203481549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7973324804203481549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7973324804203481549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/08/lube-q-take-test.html' title='Lube Q &amp; A, Take the Test!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SowNqO-vGKI/AAAAAAAAACA/8ptmhVJTTFw/s72-c/164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-3089009667037096620</id><published>2009-07-22T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T06:57:25.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Silverberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premature ejaculation'/><title type='text'>So Exactly What is Premature Ejaculation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=184&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SmcZsfY7qKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LCfxc1ndUIc/s320/ejaculation_lead_narrowweb__300x313,0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361282133538875554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you would have asked me 30 years ago, I defined premature ejaculation as my mate's struggle to get past 3 or 4 strokes during intercourse (no lie!) But nowadays, with a step up in discussion between lovers, plus the wide array of information sources, the topic isn't so hush-hush anymore. I think where the 'real' problem with what any one person defines as 'premature ejaculation' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lies in the assumption that 'its over'&lt;/span&gt;  You know---the  sex stops, no more action, partner lays there in wonder because "I can't 'perform' anymore". And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is where the key &lt;/span&gt;to exactly what defines premature ejaculation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't about how 'long' you can stroke during intercourse without ejaculating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really about how educated you are about sex/lovemaking in general to know that the whole sex act does not revolve around the penis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey--it's nice if that body part decides to participate and perks to attention! But as a woman, I can honestly say that without all the other good stuff your partner does with their hands, fingers, mouth, body, voice, words, breath, smell, it isn't very good, very fulfilling, or very much fun at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't over until you say so. Think about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, focus on your partner's and your own sensuous senses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxoox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Read more about this from one of my favorite bloggers, &lt;a href="http://sexuality.about.com/od/malesexualhealth/a/premature.htm?nl=1"&gt;Cory Silverberg&lt;/a&gt;--he addresses it and a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Personal tip---speed up a&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt; woman's arousal&lt;/a&gt; and no one ever worries, about anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-3089009667037096620?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/3089009667037096620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=3089009667037096620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/3089009667037096620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/3089009667037096620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-exactly-what-is-premature.html' title='So Exactly What is Premature Ejaculation?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SmcZsfY7qKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LCfxc1ndUIc/s72-c/ejaculation_lead_narrowweb__300x313,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-7146326014915452576</id><published>2009-07-03T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T06:29:24.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toy parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Freedom of Sensuality: A Reason to Celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/Sk4HqLH6DfI/AAAAAAAAABw/B3Jg0tJHPtA/s1600-h/MySexyShoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/Sk4HqLH6DfI/AAAAAAAAABw/B3Jg0tJHPtA/s320/MySexyShoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354225428111953394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, America, and especially to us Women lucky enough to be in America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th of July usually means celebration of our democracy, independence and freedom all revolving about the pursuit of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;We can choose our religion (or even choose no religion) choose leaders, our laws, where we wish to live, how we want to live...we have so many choices, all coming somehow together into an organized chaos that we call our home land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking just a little time the next few days to be thankful for living on this side of the world. Think of the millions of women, just a few thousand miles away, that are physically punished just for wearing nail polish or lipstick in public, or for that matter, showing &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; visible sign of femininity or sensuality. Wait---some are punished or even killed just for showing ANY part of their body besides their eyes. Some say it is done in name of religion. Others proclaim that it is a way of controlling the uncontrollable urges a man would have if women were not controlled...even more proclaim it controls obscenity. &lt;em&gt;They&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are true obscenity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the freedom we have here to choose what is in our bedrooms, including personal pleasure enhancements, the sex of our partner, or just plain have a sex partner and not being married. Many of you  know that my passion for the past 25 years has been to help women feel more comfortable in making it 'ok' to be sexually fulfilled. Could you imagine what would happen if these women had or went to one of our &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy parties&lt;/a&gt; there? Oh wait! Most of those countries do NOT allow ANY &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toys &lt;/a&gt;into their country to begin with! Oh, silly me. They would have beheaded me years ago...and you know, that would have been hard to live with ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in honor, tonight I getting dressed to the nines---killer black spike heels, my favorite hot little black dress that just frames my healthy cleavage ever so nicely. Maybe I'll polish my nails red, put on red lipstick, and sway ever so sensually at the Borgata as I sit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in public&lt;/span&gt; at a blackjack table, with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my own &lt;/span&gt;money that I earned doing what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to do&lt;/span&gt; for a living.&lt;br /&gt;But---before I do that, let me go now and pull out my American Flag from the closet and proudly display it on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; flag pole at my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt; home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, America. I love our people, our diversity, and may the respect and love I have for all of you be felt today, and every day. America, thank you for being my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ezinearticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-7146326014915452576?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/7146326014915452576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=7146326014915452576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7146326014915452576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7146326014915452576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/07/freedom-of-sensuality-reason-to.html' title='Freedom of Sensuality: A Reason to Celebrate'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/Sk4HqLH6DfI/AAAAAAAAABw/B3Jg0tJHPtA/s72-c/MySexyShoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-7375223778946983399</id><published>2009-05-13T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:09:11.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pheromones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madame X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><title type='text'>Is that Lust in the Air?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=626&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SgrwH4MGxZI/AAAAAAAAABg/j915uHzmkQo/s400/PheromonePureAttraction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335340726706685330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it just pheromones, or what some refer to as 'chemistry'.&lt;br /&gt;Pheromones are defined as hormonal secretions that stimulate a physiological or behavioral response from individuals of the same species. Not long ago, science isolated a human sex pheromone; this is pretty exciting news, as once isolated and recreated, perhaps the ultimate aphrodisiac truly exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, way back in the old days, people didn't wash off most of their &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=626&amp;amp;cid=107"&gt;pheromones&lt;/a&gt; like we do today. Our modern day customs of daily showering, daily bathing, washes away all those lovely pheromones! So, here’s the Catch-22: with all that grooming and personal attention to hygiene in order to attract your sexual partner, you may actually dampen the ‘chemistry’ and raw attraction between you! Now, don't get me wrong, I love the smell of a freshly showered man, with a faint hint of aftershave....but I also feel a strong attraction to his slightly moist body after he's just worked out or mowed the lawn. I wonder if it is so much his scent, as much as there is probably a little more circulation going on in there and pumping out those delectable pheromones into my direction. Think about that! It's the rub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are now quite a few scientific studies indicating their effectiveness in attracting the opposite sex. Now, they will not "drive" the opposite sex madly into your arms. But---they will help:&lt;br /&gt;   •"Break the ice" with significantly more potential bed partners. (If you're married, read next line instead) &lt;br /&gt;   •Tend to rejuvenate some of the passion lost in long-term relationships&lt;br /&gt;   •They also tend to lead to more intense and somewhat animalistic sex  (Hey, I'm in!)&lt;br /&gt;   •Studies indicate they also have an impact, in general, on your likeability&lt;br /&gt;   •They even make you 'feel' better about yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do human pheromones work on everyone? No, but they will probably work to a varying degree on almost everyone. Pheromone responses vary depending upon the sensitivity of the receiver's vomeronasal organ (or VNO). For you brainiacs, humans detect the odorless sex pheromone with the VNO, also called the sixth sense as per Fortune magazine's Technology column. Located deep in the nasal passage, its only purpose is to detect odorless sex pheromones. Evolution, in it's grand plan, created this organ to instantly transmit the presence of this hormone to the areas of the brain the regulate sexual drive. Now, I really do believe great chemistry does involve smell in addition to the visual, mental, physical and emotional connection between people. And though you can't really 'smell' pheromones, our nose does pick them up, and when we like what our brain is smelling, our body and mind does follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there’s good news…I do believe the added application of pheromones can help enhance or replace natures’ natural sex appeal. And many manufacturers today of spa and/or lotion products now add them to their formulations. I know that's what we're trying to do with all of our newest product releases.  Just a few months ago, we launched “Pure Attraction” Pheromone Concentrate by Madame X®, which allows you to pheromone-enhance any of your favorite lotion, body cream, perfume or cologne…just a few powerful drops will do it! And in just a few weeks, look for &lt;a href="http://www.MissSensuale.com"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/a&gt; new total body shaving cream with added Pheromone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to the gym to hang out in the weight room...maybe there's a hunkadorie working up a good sweat ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-7375223778946983399?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/7375223778946983399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=7375223778946983399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7375223778946983399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7375223778946983399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-that-lust-in-air.html' title='Is that Lust in the Air?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SgrwH4MGxZI/AAAAAAAAABg/j915uHzmkQo/s72-c/PheromonePureAttraction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-727866857962981999</id><published>2009-04-22T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:38:39.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheating'/><title type='text'>Flirting on the Internet, Does it Count???</title><content type='html'>Such a sticky subject when it comes to matters of the heart in love...does flirting on the internet from your 'other' mean they are not interested in you any longer, just 'keeping' you around while something else better comes along, maybe bored, or is it just really harmless fun? I have heard from many friends and customers alike who are apparently doing this via discussion boards, personals, match sites, sex sites, etc, even though they are either married or 'attached'. I have certainly had my share of those very same guys posing as 'singles' on the match sites where my profile has been up...geez, life isn't complicated enough to have a relationship with a single person, never mind a triangle or for some, a polygon???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, look...my spirit animal is an otter, and I love to play and to tease and can understand the temptation to do so. It's one of the reasons why I spend so much time on my hair everyday! I can truly buy the harmless fun thing. But the bleeding heart of me wonders how their 'other' would react if they came across some of the remnants of their perceived harmless play. I honestly don't think I could be 'big' enough not to let it bother me, and would really struggle without coming off as the jealous bitch. Maybe it's a woman thing, as the first thing we wonder is "What's wrong with me?", or "Am I not enough?" I wonder if men would feel the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me ask you---is it any different to flirt with someone across a bar than behind the screen of a computer?&lt;br /&gt;Is revealing one's personal desires, fantasies, even personal body parts not really revealing if it isn't done in person?&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter only if you are married, or have assured someone you are true?&lt;br /&gt;What if you aren't, but dating regularly/sharing intimacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound like I am confused? Yea...bring me back to pre-computer days where these things seemed to be more black and white and where things were not 'greener on the other side of the click.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-727866857962981999?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/727866857962981999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=727866857962981999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/727866857962981999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/727866857962981999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/04/flirting-on-internet-does-it-count.html' title='Flirting on the Internet, Does it Count???'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-2301576167092265829</id><published>2009-03-04T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:08:34.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>I Smell Adventure, and Eat Life!</title><content type='html'>I smell adventure&lt;br /&gt;I choose to eat life!&lt;br /&gt;The strife of the day&lt;br /&gt;does not impede play&lt;br /&gt;Instead, just breathe in&lt;br /&gt;Take many, many bites...&lt;br /&gt;Never let dreams out of your sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-2301576167092265829?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/2301576167092265829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=2301576167092265829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2301576167092265829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2301576167092265829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-smell-adventure-and-eat-life.html' title='I Smell Adventure, and Eat Life!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-2378227051499476198</id><published>2009-02-12T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:41:24.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Hello Me, Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VZlddp1GI/AAAAAAAAADw/1cZpx6IPztM/s1600-h/loveyourself" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VZlddp1GI/AAAAAAAAADw/1cZpx6IPztM/s200/loveyourself" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;Just one Valentine Day ago, I was walking through the card aisle at the supermarket and a slight wave of envy hit me as I watched a couple women picking out cards in the "Romantic for Him" area. The year was slim pickins for me in the romance department,  Valentines' Day just made it feel worse. Any of you experiencing the joys and never-ending wonders of the online dating merry-go-round may certainly relate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;At the same time, it made me also wonder about the millions of single people out there this holiday so obviously ignores, and how it may do the very opposite of what it was meant to be. Hmm. My little imaginary parent version of myself then came out of my brain, sat on my right shoulder, and put their little imaginary arm around my shoulder and said "Be my Valentine?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;Ok. I might have inhaled a little while I was in college, and I once read a book on human psychology. I can't explain it, but I realized that the feeling of love and being "in love" really starts and come with and from yourself. It isn't really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; someone is feeling it towards you. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; actually create that feeling when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; feel it about or towards someone else, and yes---even with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;I tested that new theory immediately---I flirted and smiled unabashedly with my favorite elder grocery packer, and I got the most heart warming smile and pink glow back. I picked up a cup of coffee from the 711, smiled broadly at this handsome beefcake, and the gift was returned. When I got home, I wrote an email to a friend and told them how much I appreciated them in my life. I think I'm on to something that I probably already knew, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;consciously giving&lt;/span&gt; means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you get&lt;/span&gt;, and if it isn't from another, it is from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;So, heck! Why not pull out the stops this Valentines Day and show your love by allowing yourself a little extra gift of luxury or expression?&lt;br /&gt;Give it to you from the best person in your life...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That perfect Red rose you see is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor a truffle, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order a Chocolate Martini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy Red Lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VYO0RE0VI/AAAAAAAAADo/nDVnt4hP1Kk/s1600-h/569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VYO0RE0VI/AAAAAAAAADo/nDVnt4hP1Kk/s200/569.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get a pedicure and paint your toes Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or buy a new&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1265981184752"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;red &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorites?&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=569&amp;amp;cid=121&amp;amp;pid=111"&gt;"The Total Package Deluxe Vibrator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile shamelessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; and, Happy Valentines Day to all us Me's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-2378227051499476198?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/2378227051499476198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=2378227051499476198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2378227051499476198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2378227051499476198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-me-happy-valentines-day.html' title='Hello Me, Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/S3VZlddp1GI/AAAAAAAAADw/1cZpx6IPztM/s72-c/loveyourself' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-7126682545335428441</id><published>2009-01-15T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:17:25.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ricardo Montalban'/><title type='text'>What Makes Someone Sexy?</title><content type='html'>Ricardo Montalban, the latin-machissmo-suave-dark-handsome-Fantasy Island Mr Roerke, beloved long-time actor, passed away just a few days ago. For me, Ricardo ate, spit, breathed, exuded, exemplified pure sensuality...and not because he was super handsome or a model of great male form...n&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nndb.com/people/748/000022682/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SW-K0LijIzI/AAAAAAAAABI/eb--bffdfMY/s400/Ricardo_Montalban.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291600716239151922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o. It had nothing to do with his physical features at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt; in his personal assessment that he was sensual...that confidence in of itself made him sexy. His eye contact, slow and sometime deliberate pauses in phrases, words, made it seem more intense, more personal, more engaging, and simply engaging. I would even say it was kind of flirting he did with practically everyone, no matter what size, age or even gender. What made it work was that he did so with such respect, and style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sensuous, feeling and being sexy...&lt;br /&gt;shall you embrace it?&lt;br /&gt;Will you allow it to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confidently&lt;/span&gt; flow and exude from every little pore?&lt;br /&gt;Yes---til breath no more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-7126682545335428441?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/7126682545335428441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=7126682545335428441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7126682545335428441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7126682545335428441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-makes-someone-sexy.html' title='What Makes Someone Sexy?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SW-K0LijIzI/AAAAAAAAABI/eb--bffdfMY/s72-c/Ricardo_Montalban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-8609287323157378095</id><published>2009-01-07T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:10:23.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Clean Out Your Night Stand Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ever catch yourself rummaging through one of your drawers in your night stand frantically searching for that 'something' in the heat of passion with your lover? On New Year's Day I did just that, and instead of that new bottle of massage oil I just bought I came up with broken pen, a Bellagio matchbook, piece of gum stuck to a lube sampler and too countless half working vibrators. Doesn't exactly enhance the heat of the moment, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning, I started digging back into the drawer and just couldn't believe how much I had accumulated over the past year. Wow...I couldn't believe just how old some of the stuff was in there-half used foil samplers (some 'stuck' to the sides of the drawer--yuck!), almost empty lube tubes, chocolate body something or other, vibrator parts (I swear some were still moving, and what was I thinking when I bought that huge thing home???) and lots of dead batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Hmm...this is probably a good time to throw out some of that other stuff I don't really like or use", and "Oops, I forgot! There is a shelf life to most lubes and toys!"  I remember reading that once cosmetics are opened and exposed to the air, they should be thrown away a few months. Exposure to air, contamination with anything can lead to bacterial growth etc...it's the same thing with lubes and other sexy lotions or creams. I actually noticed that my favorite ID Lube actually got a little thicker in consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes with toys and vibrators, especially if they are made of porous materials. They should be washed with antibacterial soap and water (or toy cleaner) after each use...but sometimes, they can just pick up dust, dirt, cracker crumbs or anything else that's been floating around in and about them and it can seep into the surface. New toys every now and then are more fun anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I made a clean sweep and made room for even MORE goodies, and most importantly, FRESH lube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when was the last time you cleaned out your nightstand???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. In case you get motivated and clean out your night stand, I really do recommend &lt;a href="http://corporate.fantasiahomeparties.com/Products/ProductDetails.aspx?prodid=164&amp;amp;cid=110"&gt;"ID Personal Lubricant&lt;/a&gt;"---it is the only one I will carry in my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy party &lt;/a&gt;line. It is the best!!!!&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-8609287323157378095?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/8609287323157378095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=8609287323157378095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8609287323157378095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8609287323157378095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2009/01/national-clean-out-your-night-stand.html' title='National Clean Out Your Night Stand Month'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-6258132855267340326</id><published>2008-11-25T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:55:58.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube Validation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power of a Smile'/><title type='text'>Validate Your Lover and Park at a Meter Instead</title><content type='html'>I think my first marriage slowly deteriorated once something stopped happening between my ex and I....we stopped saying sincere complimentary things to one another. As a woman, I stopped giving verbal appreciation for the everyday good little and big things he would do, and he in turn, stopped validating my feelings and critiqued them instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how simply stupid we can be the first 30 or 40 years of our lives...and not just with our lovers and/or mates, but also with everyone around us, our family, friends, our co-workers, the supermarket check out clerks, the bank teller, flower sellers...they have the same needs as we have our very selves, and that is simply to be validated. A simple word, phrase, sincere appreciation or sincere compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall the last time someone paid you a sincere compliment or word/note of appreciation? You felt wonderful, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn the tables about in a special relationship in your life with a validating compliment, "You have a most disarming smile", or "Your eyes are so beautiful to me", or "You are so comforting to me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a video on YouTube that is worth 15 mins of your precious time and in turn, is incredibly precious...it will show you the secret and power of validation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-fall in love...with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-6258132855267340326?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/6258132855267340326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=6258132855267340326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6258132855267340326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6258132855267340326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/11/validate-your-lover-and-park-at-meter.html' title='Validate Your Lover and Park at a Meter Instead'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-5639223023734517763</id><published>2008-10-30T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:12:37.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role play'/><title type='text'>Make Believe Isn't Just for Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SQp2T5VurKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2s6eXli-Pnk/s1600-h/SexyShoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SQp2T5VurKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2s6eXli-Pnk/s400/SexyShoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263149198717398178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my new beau and I were discussing what costume we could pull together for a Halloween party Friday night. We started to brainstorm, and then I remembered I had a real stethascope and went to grab it. . He laid on the one side of his shoulder, and then he put them in his ears and placed it on my breast. Hmm...doctor and his oversexed nurse. I was starting to get a bit excited, and so was he. Wait, he could be a plastic surgeon, "Dr Augment" and I could be his rather augmented breasted patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ran upstairs and pulled out my killer black bra that pushed out the orbs even further. And then I found a low scooped baby doll dress (still had the tag on it, as I don't know WHAT I was thinking when I bought it! I'm sure I would be arrested for indecent cleavage). I put it on over the killer bra, and dug in my piles of shoes for the killer black spike heels (yea, you guessed it...I don't know what I was thinking when I bought those too! the heels were so high, I could even see what was on the top shelf in my closet!). The finishing touch was a careful application of very, very red lipstick, very red. Did I say &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I thought his eyes were going to pop from his head. And yep, that reaction was all I needed to play the part---a partner who plays back makes it sooo easy.  Hot damn...playing make believe is so much fun, I don't think I going to wait until next Halloween to do it again ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I recall a rather short black leather skirt with the tag still on it stashed away in my closet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-5639223023734517763?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/5639223023734517763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=5639223023734517763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-5836700780233515698</id><published>2008-10-10T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:55:26.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recession proof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Confidence'/><title type='text'>Your Body Believes Every Word You Say</title><content type='html'>Do you utter words of a bright future that one of prosperity?&lt;br /&gt;And, then feel the joy of the crisp autumn air with every breath you take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, do you say things with worry, or fear?&lt;br /&gt;And then feeling anxious, and your muscles ache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you criticize every little imperfection in your outer body?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel unattractive, dowdy, un-sexy, maybe even unloved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or does your exuberant smile and light hearted words embrace others and reveal your true self?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the energy and acceptance returned ten fold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Body Believes Every Word You Say...&lt;br /&gt;choose them very, very wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-5836700780233515698?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/5836700780233515698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=5836700780233515698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5836700780233515698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5836700780233515698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-body-believes-every-word-you-say.html' title='Your Body Believes Every Word You Say'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4641809464371061097</id><published>2008-09-21T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T06:56:08.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Confidence'/><title type='text'>Me Davey, You Goliath</title><content type='html'>The world every now and then roots for the underdog. Besides the obvious in competitive sports and business models, you'll find the underdog rooted deeply inside your psyche. Yes, look deeper.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's there when you get up in the morning and try to tame your hair. "Why can't it be like Cher's", or if you have none, "Why can't it be like Harrison Ford's?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's there when you walk into a room full of the beautiful people and your double digit dress size is painfully evident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's there when you pull up to the valet and the attendants rush to tend to the babe in the Porche first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's there when you work and work to get ahead...and yet, the Cha-Cha of the day's economy take you two steps back instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's there when you take a chance and look a Goliath in the eye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they blink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The underdog is about all heart, passion, wit, self effacing humor, love of others, courage, faith, greater faith, hope, determination, mental acuity, and...aim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find your inner Underdog, and use it wisely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Davy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aka &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4641809464371061097?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4641809464371061097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4641809464371061097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4641809464371061097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4641809464371061097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-davy-you-goliath.html' title='Me Davey, You Goliath'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4224641034572559224</id><published>2008-08-31T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:25:45.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Discovering My Inner Dork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I  met a self proclaimed dork recently. This is a guy that whose smile and laugh comes so easy, wit sharp but not cutting, part nerd, part clown, all heart, loves to blow the covers off straws and delights in playful little tricks to instigate a laugh. But I didn't laugh right away when he said I was a dork, too---after all, "Only a dork can tell if you are one too".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am not" I doth protested loudly, and behold! An involuntary snort from my snout, lead to fit of laughing. Oh no! Could it really be true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, it isn't easy being a dork. I went to water my dry lawn a few days ago, and no water came out of the right end of the hose. Instead, wild streams of water burst out in the middle like a fountain, a casualty I'm sure certain when I ran over it with my lawn mover earlier that day. But that didn't stop me---I just held it like a divining rod and watered the lawn anyhow. And, I also watered myself completely in the process. I laughed so hard with every squeaky step my water logged sneakers made on the way back to the shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And if that isn't enough, while waiting in the check out line at the store yesterday, I looked down and couldn't believe what I saw. I was actually wearing two different shoes. Oh, my God...my only defense is that they were both gold sandals. Yea, I know. I'm wondering just how many people that day said to themselves, "She's a dork".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imperfections...they so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt; human. And funny. It would be easy to become self conscious, self doubting, lose one's self esteem if we don't realize that it is all so normal.  No, no, no...you got to go with it and laugh along with the world, as when laughing at yourself, you are helping others realize " &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; imperfections are perfect, too, and it is ok." &lt;div&gt;Imperfect people are lovable, fall in love, and---are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover you inner dork! Share your smile, and a laugh. Feel your heart swell!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4224641034572559224?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4224641034572559224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4224641034572559224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4224641034572559224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4224641034572559224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/08/discovering-my-inner-dork.html' title='Discovering My Inner Dork'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-8218475181939049231</id><published>2008-07-30T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:08:21.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivations'/><title type='text'>The Scent of This Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Place&lt;/strong&gt;: Playa del Carmen, Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt;: Last night, the sun just starting to set, and it was still 90 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now The Story&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a stroll, shopping for souvenirs in a most eclectic downtown area I have ever been in. There were hundreds of vendors and little interesting shops, a tourist’s paradise really! But, I was starting to perspire heavily and was looking for a reprieve—alas! Practically every shop had no air conditioning, at best a floor fan to keep the air circulating. I was able to find a single safe haven, “La Perfumeria”, and that’s where my rather Roman nose came alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I've worn Liz Taylor's “White Diamonds for so long, I can't even remember wearing anything else. As part of my daily primping routine, I usually dab some on here and there, and it has sort has become something people associate with me. Lately, I've been leaving it out of my ritual...it just doesn't feel right anymore. I think my nose wants a divorce! Oh, there were lots of perfume clerks that flirted a newbie now and then, but my nose always replies "Just say no"...&lt;br /&gt;I obviously have a monogamous nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as I walked in, like a beacon, something drew me straight to the rear of the store. Without regard to a brand, name or shape, I picked the tester that called out to me, and put it under my nose. I took a deep whiff...and sighed deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my eyes closed, my head fell back against the display, my body felt like it was floating, I lost track of where I was---Aye cucaracha! I think I got high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose...was in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, wait a minute! I don’t believe in falling in love on the first smell! So, I went and tried six or seven contenders, one right after the other, rejected with each whiff. "OK", I'm saying to myself, "this is just like meeting a new someone, hopefully your next life lover---they either take your breath away, or, you wonder how quickly you can run outside and shake the scent off you. No, no, &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;…this is &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; One."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm thinking this puts passion into a new perspective for me. It isn’t really something that you can just conjure up, i.e. 'fake it'...your body always gives it away.&lt;br /&gt;And if you don’t feel passion or have any for anyone, or anything, you probably don't know that, so you don't miss it. And, maybe that's a good thing in some instances. But I don't know about you, I sure would hate to live life without feeling &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt; passion! Something either moves you, and your mind and body responds---or, it is &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; another feeling, or another job, or another interest, another day, or another song, or another kiss, another lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your nose! Follow your passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. One of my inner most passions: to help create passion, along with all my friends at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Fantasia Home Parties &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;, who purposely live theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-8218475181939049231?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/8218475181939049231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=8218475181939049231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8218475181939049231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/8218475181939049231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/07/scent-of-this-woman.html' title='The Scent of This Woman'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-7242907572460193798</id><published>2008-07-25T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T09:20:21.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Sensuale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rina Valan'/><title type='text'>Band Aids for Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SInEY-BIpFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8RT4rfgWZYQ/s1600-h/Me%26AidanCrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226924775783834706" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SInEY-BIpFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8RT4rfgWZYQ/s320/Me%26AidanCrop.jpg" style="float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Flashback: July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A couple months ago, I was quick to tell the world of a new found love, in love! Oh so love! It was a long time coming,&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; and in my usual fashion with unbridled passion, I wanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to make sure not to waste any life moment in its appreciation. And like the sound of the thud your head makes when you walk into a wall, it came to a screeching halt a few weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It appeared it was a one way love, and really, there is nothing more to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Band aids for the heart, now that would be an incredible invention and why can’t you find them in your local Walgreen? How many of us have and are afflicted, and maybe if there was something you could slap on and patch up the boo-boo, you wouldn’t be so scared to open your heart up again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But wait---I almost forgot our make shift band aids, the ones the human body and soul inadvertently resorts to in the effort to self heal. Some of them are pretty &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; ones---working out,vacuuming (especially if you haven’t done it for months), physical labor, reading ‘why you are not alone’ books, not eating (hey, you could always afford to lose 5 lbs!) working harder at the job, rewriting your dating profile, reconnecting with friends, and finally going out on another ‘first date’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; so good band aids that manifest themselves, sometimes just like an uninvited house guest that never leaves! Some of us medicate with food, booze or with recreational drugs, or give up on exercise, or working out. Then there’s poor grooming (I can always shower tomorrow!), sinking deep into depression, too casual sex, obsessive time on the computer or watching TV, compulsive gambling, retreating from friends and the world….it can be dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’ve dipped into both sides of the band aids here, but the good news is that I think I medicated with more of the ‘good’ than the ‘no-so-good’. I did eat a half gallon of Moose Tracks ice cream in 2 days, and ok, I did that twice. But I left out the hot fudge and sprinkles on the second round. Lucky for me, I’m not much of a drinker, so 3 martinis at an overnight stay at Bally’s with my family just made them laugh a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so lucky for me, I tend to dwell at the bottom of the well when things hurt, and strange how this teacher can never take in her own advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the universe always comes through when it knows, a new love came into my life. This guy has a head full of hair, long lanky limbs, dark blue eyes, and boy oh boy does he love to cuddle! Best of all?&amp;nbsp; This love will never end...my first grandson, the new life love of my heart...I am so in love with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-7242907572460193798?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/7242907572460193798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=7242907572460193798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7242907572460193798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/7242907572460193798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/07/band-aids-for-your-heart.html' title='Band Aids for Your Heart'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SInEY-BIpFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8RT4rfgWZYQ/s72-c/Me%26AidanCrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4108732065960155276</id><published>2008-06-26T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:16:13.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Would You Date this Guy???</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, I came upon the most unbelievable dating profile on Chemistry (an offshoot of Match). As one of the first people to join the match site a few years ago, they made me a paid lifetime member. Every now and then I poke my head in. I couldn't believe they paired me up with this 61 year old guy from New York---just check out his introductory paragraph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just did 30 years getting off for good behavior. Looking to find a lady who's not insane. Don't need anybody new to dig into my pockets. Take me for who I am not what I can buy you. You can ask me for almost anything and you'd be likely to get it, but demand it or give me an ultimatum and I shut down hard, fast and tight. Had my back against the wall for 30 years, it's given me a lot of spine that until now I have chosen because of the kids not to flex. Now is my time, not looking to please anyone unless it pleases me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was be &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; funny if it were not so tragic. His baggage comes with a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can relate to being a victim, and wanting to make sure you do not repeat old scenarios. It is the hardest thing in the world to stop a bleeding heart and band-aid the wounds from putting yourself out there. I swear I have to have a bull's eye painted on the top of my head! Most of us have already have wounds from childhood tramas. Dating as teenagers and until we're married usually adds many more. Then, dating the second, or third, or 20ish time around after a divorce or long term relationship always freshens the boo-boo's. If we've managed to work through them, and somehow leave them in the past, they don't open up again, and just scar over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is: how can we open ourselves up to love, be vulnerable without the risk of being wounded again? Do the scars ever really heal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4108732065960155276?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4108732065960155276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4108732065960155276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4108732065960155276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4108732065960155276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/06/would-you-date-this-guy.html' title='Would You Date this Guy???'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-5981955789181036488</id><published>2008-06-19T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:22:48.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby boomer'/><title type='text'>Elder Porn for Japan, Boomers to Follow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On of the fastest growing genres in Japanese porn is "Elder Porn".  It seems as the eroticism of elders is captivating the younger viewers. Hmm...this certainly takes their respect of elders to an even higher level than one could imagine! Check out the story from Time: http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1815509,00.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Us Baby Boomers have created economic surges and trends through every phase of our lives since the 1950's...everything from baby food, to fitness crazes, to fad diets, and just fads in general. Look at what us women did for ourselves, via our &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt;sex toy parties&lt;/a&gt;. Our influence was strategic in sexual revolution that started in the 60's and is pushing limits to the outer edges today. I wonder if as the 'soon to be elders' our younger population will look to us in the same fashion? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Peter North ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-5981955789181036488?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1815509,00.html' title='Elder Porn for Japan, Boomers to Follow?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/5981955789181036488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=5981955789181036488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5981955789181036488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5981955789181036488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/06/elder-porn-for-japan-boomers-to-follow.html' title='Elder Porn for Japan, Boomers to Follow?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-5879684172949846799</id><published>2008-06-12T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:02:37.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surface'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microsoft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrah&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Flirting Goes High Tech: Touch Screen Bar Tops</title><content type='html'>Imagine sitting in an upscale bar/lounge with your buds...&lt;br /&gt;You see an attractive person on the other side, but if you are like me, you could never muster up the nerve to stride over and say hello. Besides, the hordes are already closing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, thanks to the wizards over at Microsoft, they launched a new product/technology called "Surface". It's built right into a glass table---just touch and zoom in (There are cameras strategically placed throughout the bar. Ladies, make sure  you brush out the back of your hair, and men, you cannot scratch your nose anymore). After watching a bit, you can then push around some cheeky little pick up lines and send them over. Hmm. That's still pretty bold for me, but wait! I could always play innocent and say my friend did it without me knowing it! Guys, you could do the same in case she sends back "Yea, right, in your freakin wildest dreams, bud! Yes! How ingenious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides flirting, you can order drinks, even specify your own or list of ingredients, play games, and I'm sure a host of other cool applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first test site has been launched at the Rio Hotel &amp;amp; Casino in Las Vegas, specifically at the I-Bar in the lobby. Here's a link to a short video clip, worth a couple minutes of your time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.msdn.com/surface/archive/2008/06/11/viva-las-virtual-vegas.aspx"&gt;http://blogs.msdn.com/surface/archive/2008/06/11/viva-las-virtual-vegas.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm back at the Rio for a sex toy trade show on Sept 15th for my company, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;www.FantasiaHomeParties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Chocolate Martinis...meet me at the I-Bar ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-5879684172949846799?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blogs.msdn.com/surface/archive/2008/06/11/viva-las-virtual-vegas.aspx' title='Flirting Goes High Tech: Touch Screen Bar Tops'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/5879684172949846799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=5879684172949846799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5879684172949846799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/5879684172949846799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/06/flirting-goes-high-tech-touch-screen.html' title='Flirting Goes High Tech: Touch Screen Bar Tops'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-3280747382500393406</id><published>2008-06-09T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:03:32.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intention'/><title type='text'>I "Intend" To Passion</title><content type='html'>Another sleepless night at the Ponderosa last week lead me to watch a rather enlightening lecture with Dr Wayne Dyer. He talked about the power of  "intention", and if we are aware of what we intend, we can attract more of what we need and want in our life. It all sounds so simplistic at first blush, just another version of "The Secret", or "Power of Positive Thinking" get-you-motivated-and-happy-for-the-moment kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;This time, somehow his words about "Intending" must have burned a new circuit in my brain. All of a sudden, I am seeing how 'intention' works in just about everything we do, say, hear or feel. Have you ever gone out on a date and know in your heart "I know I am going to have fun tonight?", and boy, you do? Even the bad service from the waitress in the restaurant, undercooked food, or your date who had to make a pit stop in the bathroom to comb over his hair could not ruin the pleasure and fun of the moment. And it is all because you decided or 'intended' to have a great evening. And by the way, I have been on countless 'meet and greet' Internet dates where I could have easily gone to the dark side ("Oh, I see, that picture of you was taken 10 years ago?") Nevertheless, I 'intended' to feel and be wonderful no matter who showed up at the other side of my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over the past few days of observing how intention affects all areas of our lives, I am starting to see how that power works with intimacy, what guides us in choices, and how things usually manifest the way we intend them to, even when we don't realize that is what we're doing. Some observations and for instances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Being hurt or upset with a lover and/or mate about something, and 'intending' to have it out. Well, you've scripted it, and you will.&lt;br /&gt;---Deciding to wear a black bra, and matching panties, getting a pedicure, wearing lipstick---all because it makes you feel sexy...and you will.&lt;br /&gt;---Looking for a solution and then one magically falls into you lap...you looked. It found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the intentions I heard from one of my Sales Reps recently really made my day. I asked her how her sales were recently and she said, "Counting the next 3 weeks, terrific!" I wish I had a thousand like her---wait, no. I INTEND to have a thousand like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear universe, let me make it perfectly clear....&lt;br /&gt;I Intend Love,&lt;br /&gt;I Intend Passion,&lt;br /&gt;Let it eek from my every pore&lt;br /&gt;....................til breath no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt;www.fantasiahomeparties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-3280747382500393406?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/3280747382500393406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=3280747382500393406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/3280747382500393406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/3280747382500393406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-intend-to-passion.html' title='I &quot;Intend&quot; To Passion'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-426478499539086447</id><published>2008-05-29T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:00:22.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><title type='text'>Passion is Like Stereo Wire</title><content type='html'>I have some huge speakers in my living room that suddenly stopped working last week. Since I don't have a  man with a toolbelt in my life, I forced myself to take a close look and see if it was something I could fix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that one of the big wires wrapped around one of the ports was frayed and dangling loose. Bingo. I bravely snipped the frayed end off, cut down the plastic tubing to expose open wire, and twisted it around the port. Dang! It worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisting anything, of any sort, always reminds me a sex, but since was sex was already on my mind, the big fat wires seemed to congel a theory I've been working on. What would happen if I attached those big fat wires coming from my 200 watt receiver, to little, bitty speakers? Hmmm...they would probably blow out, and not because they are bad speakers! I'm sure it just would be too much power for their dimunitive size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my passion is like those big fat wires. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just think it's too much for some to handle. I can't stand holding anything back, especially when it comes to intimacy, romance, love, lust, enthusiam, joy. If something feels really good while we're together, I want to show and tell you about it, moan, groan, write poetry about it, lull you to sleep with my sing voice, kiss every little inch---I would paint joy in the sky if I could! And truth be told, it's never been a problem (wait, I forgot about husband number one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, of recent time, I think I have been making a wrong assumption about a beau. Maybe his lack of outwardly romance and words of affection, of being able to be 'lost in space' during intimacy, isn't really about a lack of interest at all. Maybe his speakers are too itty bitty for my big wires and 200 amp receiver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could live with itty bitty speakers. &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't live with knowing that he wasn't that 'into' me. &lt;br /&gt;Problem is if it is the latter, how do know before your wires short out your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sometimes, it is best to concentrate on other things, like &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt;www.FantasiaHomeParties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-426478499539086447?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/426478499539086447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=426478499539086447' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/426478499539086447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/426478499539086447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/05/passion-is-like-stereo-wire.html' title='Passion is Like Stereo Wire'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4105874498245148106</id><published>2008-05-21T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:00:52.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual pleasure'/><title type='text'>Birthday Sex:</title><content type='html'>Oh, how I am longing for 'Birthday Sex'...you know, the kind where your lover gives you especially what you like, without any restraints on time. There is no 'score-keeping'. Damn! You can even be a little selfish and luxuriate in the pleasure. They know it's your special day, so attention to all the little details like music, flowers, oils, clean sheets, long, loooooong kisses, caresses, and the touch that says "Don't worry baby, I love what I am doing and will do it for as long as you want or like it"...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I so love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I could very well long for:&lt;br /&gt;---'Anniversary Sex' ("I still love you so much, Honey"), or&lt;br /&gt;---"Christmas Sex" ("Oh Santa, I love it when I sit on your lap"), or&lt;br /&gt;---"New Year's Eve Sex (Did I really leave my underwear in the car??),&lt;br /&gt;---'Honeymoon Sex' ("Put that thing away boy, and where is the A&amp;D anyway?")&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I am starting to realize that the flavor and dynamic of sex changes with special occasions or events, and hmmm----I think I do like flavors!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since it isn't my birthday, and we're way into the New Year, maybe I can think of some 'other occasion sex' that will take it up a notch with my partner tonight. &lt;br /&gt;I know! How about "I'm bringing home a new toy for us to try out tonight" sex???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I think that will work. And since red is my color, I found something called "El Toro"...I am sure that will do. And if not, I am still very, very happy with "I am so in love with you" sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF00FF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. What is your favorite 'occasion' type sex??? How do you get your partner in the mood or ready for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. And, just in case you are curious about El Toro, we carry that item at my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy party &lt;/a&gt;company www.FantasiaHomeParties.com&lt;br /&gt;Even better, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;host a sex toy party &lt;/a&gt;and you learn some new tips and techniques---and maybe you can get some 'Birthday Sex'on your calendar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4105874498245148106?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4105874498245148106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4105874498245148106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4105874498245148106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4105874498245148106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-sex.html' title='Birthday Sex:'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-4260652349172530348</id><published>2008-05-19T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:02:06.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual dysfunction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orgasmix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orgasm'/><title type='text'>Faking The Big O</title><content type='html'>I caught the tail end of "When Harry Met Sally" late last night when I couldn't get to sleep. Meg Ryan faking orgasm in a restaurant to befuddled Billy Crystal has got to be the movie's signature scene. Here he's thinking that he is the amazing lover, and she painfully makes him wonder.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, true confession here, I recall doing that in my twenties when I was first married...and it wasn't because I wanted it to end, or that he was not attentive, passionate, skilled, etc. In my mind, it just seemed like it was taking 'too' long. Truth be told, having him concentrate to solely 'get there' make it even more difficult to do so. Five or ten minutes into it and I didn't want to hurt his feelings by not responding as quickly..stupid, right? I didn't realize that I need 20minutes warm up time (which I read somewhere, is average for women). Ah....if I only knew then what I know now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me wonder if men have done a similar thing, perhaps cutting short the pleasure his partner is giving him because it was 'taking too long'?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever faked it? If so, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Too bad they didn't have then the topical lotions they have now to help engorge the woman's clitoris (kinda like a liquid Viagra). My company sells something called Orgasmix, which has a little L'Argenine in it, basically expands the capillaries and allows more blood to flow through (find it at &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt;www.fantasiahomeparties.com&lt;/a&gt;). There are others on the market, and they basically do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-4260652349172530348?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/4260652349172530348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=4260652349172530348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4260652349172530348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/4260652349172530348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/05/faking-big-o.html' title='Faking The Big O'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-1325805325727243715</id><published>2008-05-15T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:31:40.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Flirting on the Internet: Does it Count?</title><content type='html'>Such a sticky subject when it comes to matters of the heart in love...does flirting on the internet from your 'other' mean they are not interested in you any longer, just 'keeping' you around while something else better comes along, maybe bored, or is it just really harmless fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard from many friends and customers alike who are apparently doing this via discussion boards, personals, match sites, sex sites, etc, even though they are either married or 'attached'. I have certainly had my share of those very same guys posing as 'singles' on the match sites where my profile has been up...geez, life isn't complicated enough to have a relationship with a single person, never mind a triangle or for some, a polygon???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, look...my spirit animal is an otter, and I love to play and to tease and can understand the temptation to do so. It's one of the reasons why I spend so much time on my hair everyday! I can truly buy the harmless fun thing. But the bleeding heart of me wonders how their 'other' would react if they came across some of the remnants of their perceived harmless play. I honestly don't think I could be 'big' enough not to let it bother me, and would really struggle without coming off as the jealous bitch. Maybe it's a woman thing, as the first thing we wonder is "What's wrong with me?", or "Am I not enough?" I wonder if men would feel the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me ask you? Is it any different to flirt with someone across a bar than behind the screen of a computer? Is revealing one's personal desires, fantasies, even personal body parts not really revealing if it isn't done in person? Does it matter only if you are married or committed to someone? What if you aren't, but dating regularly/sharing intimacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound like I am confused? Yea...bring me back to pre-computer days where these things seemed to be more black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;MissSensuale'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P.S. Consider flirting with a &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy&lt;/a&gt; instead, check out my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy party&lt;/a&gt; company, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;www.fantasiahomeparties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" src="http://ezinearticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-1325805325727243715?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/1325805325727243715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=1325805325727243715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/1325805325727243715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/1325805325727243715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/05/flirting-on-internet-does-it-count.html' title='Flirting on the Internet: Does it Count?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-117821485991974927</id><published>2008-05-12T11:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:09:46.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast augmentation'/><title type='text'>Is Bigger Really Better???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SCiQ-FsDY2I/AAAAAAAAAAg/7qgBLnA1xcg/s1600-h/sheyla-hershey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SCiQ-FsDY2I/AAAAAAAAAAg/7qgBLnA1xcg/s200/sheyla-hershey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199565166152475490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the fascination with size anyhow??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super size butts, bigger boobs, big penises, bigger lips, man trucks and Hummers, super size fries, 50 gazillion inch plasma TV??? Just when is bigger &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TOO&lt;/span&gt; damn big?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what has started me on this rant, well, I just saw a video from Fox News about a 28 year old wife and mother from Texas, Sheyla Hershey. She now is in Brazil's Guinness Book of World Records for having the largest breast implants, and her 34FFF aren't enough for her. Yea, you heard that. She's going to Brazil to do the duty, as there's a 1000 cc injection  max allowed by law in Texas. By the way, that is the equivilent of 2 quarts of silicone injected into each boob. And oh, she is doing this, so she can 'feel' good about herself.&lt;br /&gt;Where is Dr Phil when you need him???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think she needs a brain implant, and I think her surgeon should donate his.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, since I'm a girl, I think size is very much overrated when it comes to the all wonderful penis. I remember a rather short lived little love affair, when Mr Huge would lay on his back and think that was enough. Err...no. I don't care what size the dang thing unless you know how to lick my brain ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so If you don't believe me, you can watch Ms Hersey in the video yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link, &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/video/index.html?playerId=videolandingpage&amp;amp;streamingFormat=FLASH&amp;amp;referralObject=103560&amp;amp;referralPlaylistId=949437d0db05ed5f5b9954dc049d70b0c12f2749"&gt;Fox Video&lt;/a&gt;, but make sure you come back here and give me your opinion:&lt;br /&gt;Is bigger, really better???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Sensuale'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  OK, self serving plug here...in case you're looking for a 'bigger is better kind of sex toy', please visit my&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy party&lt;/a&gt; company, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;www.fantasiahomeparties.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-117821485991974927?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/117821485991974927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=117821485991974927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/117821485991974927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/117821485991974927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-bigger-really-better.html' title='Is Bigger Really Better???'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SCiQ-FsDY2I/AAAAAAAAAAg/7qgBLnA1xcg/s72-c/sheyla-hershey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-6003067445432666536</id><published>2008-04-30T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:05:00.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strangest Place I Had Sex Is.......</title><content type='html'>Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to tell you that in just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our weekly "The Hump Day" radio show today, the subject of having sex in strange places came up. I had shared with our listeners a rather interesting World Survey done by Durex condoms on sex and sexual habits. The number one place other than a bedroom to have sex is a car (surprise, surprise. That ALMOST happened to me once, but my seat belt buckle snapped into my partner's crotch area, and that was the end of that.) The number two place: toilets. Yes, that's right. Somehow that doesn't sound very appealing or sexy to me, as I associate 'toilet' with public restrooms, and perhaps the rest of the world may mean a home bathroom, or the out house to Third Worlds'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My radio co-hosts then proceeded to share their varied strange place experiences, and my formerly virgin ears perked. One had lost their virginity in her parents bed (I'm Catholic, and I'm positive that is a mortal sin). We then had several callers who told us about a tomb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rendezvous&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;, on a plane (and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; in the toilet, either!), at their work place, in a clothing store dressing room, along with the usual near disaster car and driving stories. I have to admit the one that had me howling out loud though, was the woman who went with her husband to shop for a shed at their local Home Depot. Yep, yep...you guessed it. They closed the door, leaned up against it, and had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quickie&lt;/span&gt;. From now on, I'm not hanging in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tool belt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;department&lt;/span&gt; any more.  And, why is all I ever got at Home Depot  was my ex-husband complaining "But honey, I might need this giant power tool for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; some&lt;/span&gt;thing, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out on all the strange sex places. Being brought up in a very traditional Italian family meant no real dating until you were married. By the time you got to have the sex in the strange place, you're weren't having any sex at all. This is where one lives vicariously through others, as we pine and whine "Oh, I should have gone for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Neanderthal&lt;/span&gt; after all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as I promised, for me:&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vestibule&lt;/span&gt; of my parents home with my boyfriend, being careful not to wake them up, as their bedroom was literally on the other side of the wall. But then again, according to one of our former Presidents, what we did wasn't really considered sex ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I am sure you are here reading this and saying to yourself:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, now I remember the time when....."&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, let me live vicariously through you and share with me where the most unusual place you had sex in: Inquiring, yet sensual minds want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playfully yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The bedroom is still my favorite place...and you can find the necessary props and accessories (er, like sex toys and massage candles) at my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Sex Toy Party&lt;/a&gt; company, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Fantasia Home Parties&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan"&gt;Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-6003067445432666536?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/6003067445432666536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=6003067445432666536' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6003067445432666536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6003067445432666536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/04/strangest-place-i-had-sex-is.html' title='The Strangest Place I Had Sex Is.......'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-2528247202096685888</id><published>2008-04-25T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T06:15:07.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premature orgasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extended lovemaking'/><title type='text'>The Best Orgasm is the One You Wait For!</title><content type='html'>Probably the number one complaint I get from women is their partners come to orgasm too quickly. In most cases, what they're really trying to say is that they want their own to be more prolonged and fulfilling! (After all, if he wants to orgasm quickly, no problem! WE just want to have fun, too!) It's hard when you're in a frenzy to 'get there' that we often lose out on the build up. Orgasms resulting from a slow build-up or arousal are &lt;strong&gt;more &lt;/strong&gt;powerful than the ones that rush to the finish line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, reading something in a Tantric Guide that changed my whole perspective and physical behavior on the subject. It said that most people unconsciously tense their genital area (and most likely, the entire body) when being stimulated to, or near, or trying to orgasm. This was something I definitely could relate to, especially when trying to 'get to it' during intercourse or while my partner was trying to stimulate me. Instead, the technique requires to consciously 'not tense' the genital area during stimulation---and by doing so, it allows the pleasure to grow not only genitally, but actually spread throughout your whole body. Now, I'm sure some of you are already saying to yourself "This doesn't sound like a big deal." Take my word---it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time you try it, you will find it very difficult to stop tensing your lower body...it is such an automatic response. While slowing things down a bit, focus solely on relaxing all muscles and 'allow' the feelings and pleasure to grow, or perhaps the word is 'glow'---it feels very different, and in a really good way. You will also most likely have to lighten the touch or pressure, as the nerve endings on the clitoris or penis in relaxed state are much more sensitive to touch or friction. Soon, the physical excitement seems to go deeper, and the pleasure radius growing larger and wider. Eventually your entire body will feel experience the sensation that in the past was focused solely in your genital area. You may feel a 'whole body orgasm' for the first time in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this little secret technique the next time you are alone, perhaps experimenting with a new &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt;sex toy&lt;/a&gt;. Remember not to rush, and stop every minute or so and check your body tension. When you are with your partner, take turns while the other acts as a coach through the technique (best done as sweet whispers in their ear.) You will find it be a truly amazing and bonding experience---cherish every glowing second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MissSensuale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Add more passion and romance in your life, think about hosting an &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt;adult sex toy party &lt;/a&gt;with the pioneers in the industry, http://www.FantasiaHomeParties.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://EzineArticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan" target="_blank" title="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-2528247202096685888?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/2528247202096685888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=2528247202096685888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2528247202096685888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/2528247202096685888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/04/best-orgasm-is-one-you-wait-for.html' title='The Best Orgasm is the One You Wait For!'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-6885707114683507749</id><published>2008-04-18T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T06:14:39.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>The Internet Dating Merry-Go-Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I know I can't be alone in this jungle out there called Internet Dating&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;it can be such a wonderful thing to be able to 'eyeball' people without an eyeball looking back, and not worrying about hurting their feelings. And you can literally 'eyeball' someone across town or across the country. Such a good thing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err...sometimes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;More often than not, the 'meet and greet' is disappointing to at least one of the parties. You'd be surprised to see how some stretch the truth on certain things, like my "Mr Age 61 on his E-Harmony profile turns out to be Mr Age 71 after I drove 2.5 hours to meet him for lunch ("Oh, sweetie...I was afraid you wouldn't meet me!" "Damn right, you piece of blankin' ^$%#!!"). Or the one that after a couple minutes said "Oh, you have a slight overbite...my father said women with overbites give the best oral sex". He was a real charmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once in a blue moon, I am certain that two meet and a significant relationship develops. But why, oh why, is it soooo hard this time around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...candy stores. &lt;br /&gt;Remember them as kids? You'd walk in and literally go ballistic with a quarter in your hand, "Oh yes, I'll take some Red Hots, Wax Lips, Nibbs, Flying Saucers, Chocolate Twizzlers, a handful of JuJu Beads, and 6 Swedish Fish. And then you went back next Sunday after Mass, and started all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices, oh choices...sometimes too many choices. There may be some really quality delicacies out there that you might overlook because your eyeball can't focus for more than a second or two. I have found that many of those delicacies are wrapped in rather unflashy wrappers and are often left wondering "What is wrong with me?". And after a while, sugar all starts tasting the same, and you know that the more you eat it, the more you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;I used to like the Merry-Go-Round. Is there really a brass ring?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think. What about you? Are you on the ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MissSensuale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Visit my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com"&gt;sex toy parties&lt;/a&gt; company website www.fantasiahomeparties.com&lt;br /&gt;You won't find a date there, and sometimes that is a good thing ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://EzineArticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan" target="_blank" title="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-6885707114683507749?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/6885707114683507749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=6885707114683507749' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6885707114683507749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/6885707114683507749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/04/internet-dating-merry-go-round.html' title='The Internet Dating Merry-Go-Round'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055714871907219367.post-1864392539981629069</id><published>2008-04-17T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T06:14:15.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pheromones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love, or is it Lust is in The Air?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;Or maybe it just pheromones.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe can be such a strange place sometimes. Weeks will go by, and you wonder if you will ever find love again, and then all of a sudden, it's raining men (or at least, the potential of men). And once or twice or so in a lifetime, you may bump into real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passionate&lt;/span&gt; love, the kind that makes you feel like an Italian movie star, where you want to make every word a poem, and he makes your juices flow, literally. I think this just happened to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to pheromones, or what some refer to as 'chemistry'. I really do believe great chemistry does involve smell in addition to the visual, mental, physical and emotional connection between people. And though you can't really 'smell' pheromones, our nose does pick them up, and when we like what our brain is smelling, our body and mind does follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, way back in the old days, people didn't wash off most of their pheromones like we do today. Don't get me wrong, I love the smell of a freshly showered man, with a faint hint of aftershave....but I do have a strange attraction to his slightly moist body after he's shot a few baskets or just mowed the lawn. God forbid he happens to have a tool belt slung low over his hips at the same time---aye Curumba! I wonder if it is so much his scent, as much as there is probably a little more circulation going on in there and pumping out those delectable pheromones into my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, science isolated a human sex pheromone; this is pretty exciting news, as once isolated and recreated, perhaps the ultimate aphrodisiac truly exists. Pheromones are defined as hormonal secretions that stimulate a physiological or behavioral (sexual) response from creatures of the same species (hmm...might explain the canine behavior of an ex-lover!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, humans detect the odorless sex pheromone with their Vomeronasal Organ (or VNO, also called the sixth sense as per Fortune magazine's Technology column). Located deep in the nasal passage, its only purpose is to detect odorless sex pheromones. Evolution, in it's grand plan, created this organ to instantly transmit the presence of this hormone to the areas of the brain the regulate sexual drive. Just a thought---wonder if that would mean that some people who seem to be sexually excited ALL the time just have an overactive VNO? Or if not, an underactive one? You would think that since we've invented Viagra and Cialis, maybe someone could invent something to make the VNO grow??? Hey Pfizer and Schering Plough---this is a goodie for us menopausal women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine months, sometimes years went by before you have a real bath (Just a few centuries ago, hh Lord, could you possibly imagine???) Now take today---modern customs require daily showering, daily bathing, washing away all those lovely pheromones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here’s that Catch-22:&lt;br /&gt;With all that grooming and personal attention to hygiene in order to attract your sexual partner, you may actually dampen the ‘chemistry’ and raw attraction between you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there’s good news…you could save a lot of money on all those nice smelly shower gels and body scrubs(HA! only kidding). But no, really, maybe the added application of human derived pheromones can help enhance or replace nature's natural sex appeal. There are a host of products out there on the market that now are 'enhanced' with them...my company, Fantasia Home Parties (sex toy parties for women) have a whole variety of products. When you are looking to purchase a product with pheromone enhancement, the key here is that since humans react only to pheromones produced by other humans, it is important to make sure the products you buy contain human derived pheromones (as opposed to animal derived, less expensive, and may make you wonder why you’re always being chased by the neighborhood dog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime, while you're doing your research, maybe you shouldn't wash as hard or as long...And since it's Spring, try taking a walk together, or working up a slight sweat clearing out the traces of winter in the yard, and then just place your nose in the sacred little area right between their earlobe and chin...&lt;br /&gt;and inhale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MissSensuale&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Do you feel 'chemically' attracted to your partner? &lt;br /&gt;Are there times more so than others? Share with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S Visit my &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;sex toy parties&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and home spa line at &lt;a href="http://www.fantasiahomeparties.com/"&gt;Fantasia Home Parties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://EzineArticles.com/?expert=Rina_Valan" target="_blank" title="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Expert Author"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://EzineArticles.com/featured/images/blue/blue1.gif" border="0" alt="Rina Valan, EzineArticles.com Basic Author"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7055714871907219367-1864392539981629069?l=misssensuale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/feeds/1864392539981629069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7055714871907219367&amp;postID=1864392539981629069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/1864392539981629069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7055714871907219367/posts/default/1864392539981629069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misssensuale.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-or-is-it-lust-is-in-air.html' title='Love, or is it Lust is in The Air?'/><author><name>MissSensuale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795673215378576513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfB5BbGYVjQ/SAeF2CHdt1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Y0iAEkbAfs/S220/MissSensualeLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
