<?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-1183667346519276798</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:23:34.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KnickerBox-Frenchies</title><subtitle type='html'>Just one girls blog_x</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-3854719928810701547</id><published>2009-02-20T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:07:11.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid's Chokehold</title><content type='html'>As it was valentines day last weekend I've got a story for you but how about you tell me yours too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cold. strong hands slid up my dress towards my oh so wet sex. The coldness causing shivers and the touch sending me into overdrive.. I couldn't believe i was here with him. This had been planned for weeks and now it was true. On our own for a weekend away, no interuptions, not one single thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he got closer and closer towards me he teased at the front of my underwear making me bite my lip and groan. I knew this turned him on and the look of want in his eyes soon let me know this was working. He took hold of me and slowly pushed me down onto the bed where he then, leaning on his strong arms whispered many sexy words into my ear. I could feel his hot breath as he recalled his thoughts of me naked and how badly he wanted to place his hard pulsing erection inside me and this made me wriggle beneath him. I wasn't going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He swept my long hair away from my face and neck and gently started to kiss me. It started off with gentle kisses and slight tongue around and about and turned into passionate sucking and running his long fingers through my hair. He knew exactly what i wanted and how i liked it. This is what i loved about him. Engulfing my face deep into his hands he kissed me so intensly it felt like there was nothing else in the world apart from us two together. Unbuttoning my dress and biting my lip he then gave me a full impression on what i was about to receive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His breathing became heavy as he longed for his hot hard cock to be released and as i stared to fiddle with his zip and buttons he groaned and leant back so i could get a full view of how excited he was. As i pulled at his trousers i could see a spot of precome wetness on his boxers, i had never seen him this turned on before. He wanted me so badly that at every oppurtunity he would grab me and kiss me so hard and passionatelyo hinting at me to take it to the next level. So i rolled him over and started grinding into him. He let out a cry, 'i want you so bad babe, i need you..'. The blazing passion in his eyes as i teased him and didnt give him what he wanted intensified with every second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I peeled down my underwear revealing my soaking wet pussy and ran my fingers down my body. He sunk two of his into me and gasped at how ready i was. I pulled down his boxers and slowly slid down onto his beautiful erection. He groaned and pulled me close as i moved up and down. We just worked together, syncronizing in every movement and grinding with every rhythmn. With him inside me i felt so fanastic. He took hold of me and pulled me closer, moving into him harder and faster and grabbing at his neck, we both climaxed in one final blow. Slowing down and gasping for breath we collapsed onto the bed holding each other until our heartbeats returned to a normal pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then looked me straight in the eye and said 'You are so beautiful, i'll always love you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys had as much fun as i did...&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-3854719928810701547?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/3854719928810701547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=3854719928810701547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/3854719928810701547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/3854719928810701547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2009/02/cupids-chokehold.html' title='Cupid&apos;s Chokehold'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-1873650587311650799</id><published>2008-12-30T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:52:00.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last one of 08.</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, I hope you had a lovely Christmas and hope you all have good fun tomorrow night whatever your doing. I don't know what I'm doing yet but whatever it is it should be a laugh! I've got some good posts for you in the new year, for now your just gunna have to wait.. I've got some good ones up my sleeve from recent goings on. Happy times ;) &lt;br /&gt;Talk to you in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-1873650587311650799?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/1873650587311650799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=1873650587311650799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/1873650587311650799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/1873650587311650799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-one-of-08.html' title='the last one of 08.'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-8247363862176804339</id><published>2008-12-04T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:14:52.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allow it</title><content type='html'>The glint in his eyes captivated my attention as he dragged me closer to plant a  tender kiss on my lips. &lt;br /&gt;As we linger he gave me soft little kisses that ever so slowly became more lustful and powerful. &lt;br /&gt;He brushed his hands down the contours of my body and pulled me on top of him and as he stared into my eyes, i felt his manly gaze fill me up with a mixture of passion and sexual fantasy. &lt;br /&gt;He took hold of my hips and pushed me down on to his hard cock. I was getting more and more turned on knowing that there was only 2 layers of fabric between us and full blown sex. &lt;br /&gt;His hand started to follow an invisible trail up towards my inner thigh and i could feel my juices flow between my legs. &lt;br /&gt;His soft, caring touch made me forget about everything and everyone. As he got closer to my pussy, i felt myself become all nervous. &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with him, i told myself. He'll never hurt me. &lt;br /&gt;His soft warm fingers slid between my skin and knickers and he worked his skill with my clit. &lt;br /&gt;The way his fingers moved sent me into a whirlwind of pleasure that i had never felt. &lt;br /&gt;I regained control and worked my ways with his cock. &lt;br /&gt;His breathing became heavier and i was blind from the waves of pleasure his finger work gave me. &lt;br /&gt;His hips rocked backwards and forwards as he let out small moans and i brought him to the climax he had been waiting for. &lt;br /&gt;As i slowed down he sped up and brought me to my second mindblowing orgasm. &lt;br /&gt;I lent back and suggestively brushed my long hair out of my face, making sure my soaking wet pussy brushed against his ever growing erection. &lt;br /&gt;We gave one firey gaze, collapsed into a romantic embrace, and tried to catch up with the film.&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-8247363862176804339?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/8247363862176804339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=8247363862176804339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/8247363862176804339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/8247363862176804339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/12/allow-it.html' title='Allow it'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-8642875905112116448</id><published>2008-10-30T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:31:40.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidayy</title><content type='html'>Just got back off my holiday with the boyfriend. Will have a few storys to tell but i'm too tired to think right now.. I hate plane journeys.&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-8642875905112116448?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/8642875905112116448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=8642875905112116448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/8642875905112116448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/8642875905112116448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/10/holidayy.html' title='Holidayy'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-6457872586092524757</id><published>2008-10-20T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:27:50.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures..</title><content type='html'>I like these ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/SP0FxCWfywI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I8CBfAcZVEU/s1600-h/7002~Passion-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/SP0FxCWfywI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I8CBfAcZVEU/s400/7002~Passion-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259366279841565442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/SP0FxfNqHsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/--gZHLiO4p4/s1600-h/legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/SP0FxfNqHsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/--gZHLiO4p4/s400/legs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259366287589121730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-6457872586092524757?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/6457872586092524757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=6457872586092524757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/6457872586092524757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/6457872586092524757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures.html' title='Pictures..'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/SP0FxCWfywI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I8CBfAcZVEU/s72-c/7002~Passion-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-6356305438420252461</id><published>2008-10-20T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:23:27.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orgasm...</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know what i mean when you with your boyfriend and he brings you to the edge of an orgasm and you just cant tip yourself over the edge? However annoying that maybe its an amazing feeling... It just makes it 100 times better when you actually do orgasm aswell... wow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-6356305438420252461?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/6356305438420252461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=6356305438420252461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/6356305438420252461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/6356305438420252461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/10/orgasm.html' title='Orgasm...'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-395864096934612204</id><published>2008-08-30T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:59:50.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty celebrations...</title><content type='html'>In the secluded part of the road we kissed for what seemed an age... He was amazing. He Cupped my head in his hands and drew me closer to his face so i could feel the hot breath right up against my lips. I was in heaven... Couldnt contain the throbbing between my legs when he kissed me. I've been waiting for this but its soo wrong. He's out of my bounds but i just didn't care.. It was like a drug taking over my every core as we passionatley kissed in the alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of footsteps stopped us and he drew me close. I could feel that massive bulge against my leg. I really wanted to rip his trousers off and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran from the sound of people, not wanting to be seen and he walked me home. Outside my house the kisses started up. He leant forward and stroked my face kissed me gently and ran his hand over the outside of my pussy.&lt;br /&gt;I needed him to go further...&lt;br /&gt;I ran my hand across his cock. It was rock solid and begging to be let out. He gave a sudden groan as i stroaked away at his manhood and begged me, saying my name over and over to go further. I pulled down his zip and undid the buttons and wrapped my hand around his thick shaft.&lt;br /&gt;He shuddered with excitement and move slowly back an forth rubbing the outside of my pussy harder getting me more and more worked up. He lifted his hand and he undid the buttons to caress my already excited sex. I was gasping for more as he pushed two fingers up into me and rubbed up against my g-spot, i could climax really soon, he was amazing with his fingerwork...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then dropped to my knees, running my hands down his body and took his big thick cock into my mouth. I licked and sucked greedily and gently nibbled causing slight moans from my partner. His cock was bouncing along my tongue and he felt fantastic in my mouth. I could feel him about to come as he moaned my name and pushed my head forward. His come shot into the back of my throat and i swallowed and played with his cock, teasing and getting him excited once more.&lt;br /&gt;I had to go but it had been an amazing evening. Such a shame he's the best mate.... X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-395864096934612204?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/395864096934612204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=395864096934612204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/395864096934612204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/395864096934612204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/08/naughty-celebrations.html' title='Naughty celebrations...'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-4655904591383658527</id><published>2008-08-28T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:10:24.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no speak...</title><content type='html'>Sorry! I've had a bad couple of months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke up with the twat of a boyfriend.. he told me he wants sometime apart and have a summer by himself.. which basically means get off with all of my friends. The funny thing is though, its been like, what 6 weeks or something and he's not got anything..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;I feel sexy again! Theres guys actually taking notice even if i dont try hard! It's brilliant.. i never actually knew i could turn at least one head once in a while.. also gives me a bit more to fantasise about when i have some time alone...&lt;br /&gt;I've actually had the occasional run in with his friend... Bit naughty of me but it was bound to happen someday if i was with him or not so i'm not really that bothered.. He doesnt know yet... Lets hope he doesn't find out that i know his close friend has an unusually large cock... Not that i've done anything naughty... sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benn to a number of parties... Cried a few tears got laughs and photos along the way and at the moment i'm loving single life!&lt;br /&gt;I've had my fair share of encounters in the past few weeks. It's so much more fun when its just no strings.&lt;br /&gt;The lst guy i was with was awful in bed... I'm not ever going there again.. But thats a story for another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao...&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-4655904591383658527?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/4655904591383658527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=4655904591383658527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/4655904591383658527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/4655904591383658527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-time-no-speak.html' title='Long time no speak...'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-1599885091376648686</id><published>2008-03-26T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:20:08.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New to this</title><content type='html'>Still getting used to this so sorry if it's a bit of a slow start. Never really done one of these before. Always wanted to but never got round to it. There are so many different blog sites and i just get so confused with them all! :)&lt;br /&gt;I read quite a few myself and they are all brilliant so lets hope i can live up to that as well.&lt;br /&gt;Party preparations going on in the next few days as it's my birthday on saturday! Another year older.. Life just goes soo quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going round the boyfriends tomorrow so hopefully can come up with something to entertain you... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah anyways just a little note to say sorry for the lack of things interesting. Promise there is more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-1599885091376648686?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/1599885091376648686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=1599885091376648686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/1599885091376648686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/1599885091376648686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-to-this.html' title='New to this'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1183667346519276798.post-785891505961244929</id><published>2008-03-25T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:00:35.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Gorgeous</title><content type='html'>The bright saturday sun glares through the crack in the curtains and wakes me from the deep, well deserved sleep. Turning over i see him, lying there captured in his peaceful slumber. I run a finger along the small of his back causing him to move closer and wrap his arms around me as we indulge in a passionate embrace. Lying on one side with his full body weight pressed up against me and feeling his hot breath on the back of my neck, comforts me as we lay dozing in the fresh morning sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kisses my earlobes, neck and cheek, moving closer to a small but tender kiss on the lips and runs his strong yet gentle hands down the curves of my body. I feel a rush of blood and excitement seeping through every pore and feel the throbbing as he runs his fingers along my inner thigh, moving ever so close to the memories of yesterday. The hairs on the back of my neck being to stand on end as i can picture his smile that sends fire through my veins. I turn over and he props himself up on one elbow, towering over me as if he was using everything he had to protect me. Our eyes cross paths and he begins the day with, 'Morning Gorgeous'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my blog&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1183667346519276798-785891505961244929?l=knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/feeds/785891505961244929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1183667346519276798&amp;postID=785891505961244929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/785891505961244929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1183667346519276798/posts/default/785891505961244929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knickerboxfrenchies.blogspot.com/2008/03/morning-gorgeous.html' title='Morning Gorgeous'/><author><name>KnickerBox-Frenchies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16477969899978901628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_N7f2NXvaYuc/R-mEabuBg3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YsQAeK4C1lo/S220/i109997044_86145_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
