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    <title>What Do You Have To Say? - Small Business: My Own Business</title>
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    <content type="html">I would start a cheesecake bakery.&amp;nbsp; I make the best homemade cheesecakes.&amp;nbsp; I even make my own graham cracker crusts.</content>
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    <title>My assignment</title>
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    <content type="html">Today i selected to dj my show while totally nude and kneeling at my desk.&amp;nbsp; i chose this because i felt it was a true way to feel really submissive and i ached for that.&amp;nbsp; As my show started, B had me do a few things with ice.&amp;nbsp; The longer i was kneeling i felt like i was on my knees ready to serve Him fully.&amp;nbsp; It made me realize that my main purpose in life is to serve others and please them.&amp;nbsp; After my show i felt this huge sense of pride in my heart that i had done my assignment and done it well.&amp;nbsp; i'm amazed that doing this in honor of B created such a deep feeling of submission deep inside me.&amp;nbsp; i&amp;nbsp; can't explain it but i don't remember ever feeling more submissive than i did today.&amp;nbsp; The neat thing was even though i was here in my living room all alone, i felt like i was totally exposed.&amp;nbsp; i felt like everyone listening to my show had to know i was nude and kneeling.&amp;nbsp; In reality there were only 2 of us who knew.&amp;nbsp; Doing this assignment put a stirring deep in my heart.&amp;nbsp; As weird as it was doing it, it just felt right.&amp;nbsp; As i knelt at my desk, i could feel the deep sense that i was making Him very happy in what i was doing.&amp;nbsp; Ultimately that's what truly mattered most to me.... hearing Him say " you did a great job".&amp;nbsp; As a submissive i take great pride in those words.&amp;nbsp; Being naked and kneeling reminded me where i belong.&amp;nbsp; When the tears finally hit me it was when that the doubt was removed from my mind.&amp;nbsp; i am truly a submissive and i have a deep aching need to serve One and to know i've pleased Him. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Hope</title>
    <published>2007-10-06T11:34:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hope &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It had to hurt my body,&lt;br /&gt;It had to leave scars on me,&lt;br /&gt;It had to put , threw my heart a hole,&lt;br /&gt;It had to affect my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fear of the dark&lt;br /&gt;When I'd lie in bed at night&lt;br /&gt;I had fear of death,&lt;br /&gt;That came while I&amp;nbsp;was in bed&lt;br /&gt;I had a fear to grow old&lt;br /&gt;and loose my smile of gold ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was depressed and crying,&lt;br /&gt;I had no one to confide in,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't keep it all inside,&lt;br /&gt;and that is when good came into my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I was frozen in the memories,&lt;br /&gt;I was stuck with no one with me,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to break my wall and get guidance,&lt;br /&gt;But I was standing in indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a four letter word&lt;br /&gt;Has brought me to grow older&lt;br /&gt;It has made me to stand against the unknown&lt;br /&gt;It has made me to stop&amp;nbsp;feeling so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That small word also made me believe,&lt;br /&gt;That everything could eventually be at ease&lt;br /&gt;That little word : is HOPE &lt;br /&gt;Hope to be able to grow&lt;br /&gt;Hope to believe in better days&lt;br /&gt;Hope to believe in healing and living always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the past,&lt;br /&gt;Hashes of the bad,&lt;br /&gt;Pleasures and the laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and hope of a better and good life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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