Things My Mother Taught Me. Her name is strength, courage, power! Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Thoughts of a pan african feminist and lgbti activist. No Sanctuary for Black Girls. As I sit in a corner with a sharp, painful feeling in my stomach as I shout. Dammit, I thought this shit was over! Every time I encounter such brazen, brutal black masculinities I am stu.

Instantly, I knew what it would be about. Why are we on about the problem of homeless. But not about the fact of homelessness itself? That homeless people are charged for every night they spend in the shelter? .

I had loooovely orgasms on my own my first being inspired by reading a juicy book which had scenes of a guy going down on a woman after inserting a gold fish up her vagina! Hmmm, that really inspired my sixteen year old imagination! In fact, it was not until about my third or fourth sexual partner that I ever had an orgasm with another person. So, but why? What was the point of all that faking? So, now, what is the secret of sexual pleasure for me? My boobs are flopping a.