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If you're looking for experiences for a kids' party or just because, Little Miss Pretty Pamper Parties may be the right indulgence for your princess or prince. It's a pamper salon experience for children.
I usually have a small party for the girls for their Birthday each year, but this year I decided to do something different and book an experience for Phoebe and her sisters instead.
I didn't want something that went all day, but would be enough fun for the girls to enjoy and make a lasting memory for Phoebe's Birthday.
Unfortunately, Esther couldn't come as she had chicken pox. She was able to spend some time with her dad, while I took the younger two to the experience.
The Little Miss Pretty Pamper Salon is located in Springfield. The salon is gorgeously decorated. The perfect parlor for a princess (or prince) to get pampered.
I booked the Delxue Package, where the girls got to wear a robe and have a manicure, pedicure, hair and age appropriate make-up done and a red fizzy drink to sip while getting their treatments.
Sure I could have organised a home pamper session, but this was for the Birthday girl. I love going to a salon, and I knew the girls would too.
You can also do a mummy and daughter or grandma pamper session too, which I will need to book for Esther in the future.
Numbers are limited if you choose to have a party there, so it's an ideal party for close friends or family members only.
If you want to check out the packages available, head here.
But I definitely recommend it as a mummy and daughter date idea or for a Birthday celebration.


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Spring 2015 at Altuzarra seemed to be an ode to all things Americana. Light and floaty dresses in pastel gingham prints were a fashionable mix between Lolita and Little House on the Prairie. There were sexy carmel hued, suede shirts, stolen straight from a cowboy's closet, buttoned down to the waist and paired with a slit to the thigh stripey skirt. One of my favourite pieces was the cut-out leather skirt, with some fifties black granny pants, maintaining what was left of the model's modesty.
What could have been an overly kitsch look at a tired Summer trend, was given new life when injected with the quintessential Joseph Altuzarra sexiness, making it a fun yet modern collection.

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"...Love Potions. Got caught.
...bet he thinks this is funny.
...knew they were illegal."
...bet he thinks this is funny.
...knew they were illegal."
Malorn read the note several times, trying to decipher the parts of the note that were smudged beyond recognition. Though he'd never been the best at deciphering messages in difficult to read or smudged handwriting, he was able to guess the basic gist of what the note was trying to convey. It seemed that Alethin had been planning to sell Love Potions, or at least had some in his possession, but had gotten caught. Based on the statement about someone finding this funny, it was likely he had been set up by someone somehow. But it was the last line that confused Malorn the most. Who knew they were illegal? Alethin, whoever set him up, or both?
Malorn looked back at Adela, hoping she could give him more hints, but the snake did not make any gestures that might have contained a message. Malorn sighed; he would never be able to figure this out on his own. But perhaps someone else could help him solve the mystery of what exactly had happened to Alethin. After all, considering the risk Alethin put himself in to find rare creatures for the patrons of the Black Market, it wouldn't be right to leave him in jail or wherever he was, particularly if his getting caught had been orchestrated by another.
"I'll be back," Malorn assured Adela, setting off back down the path he had taken to get there. It was almost time for class to start anyway, and he realized one of his classmates might aid him with this. There was a quiet girl in his class who helped out around the Keep often, helping people find mischievous runaway creatures and solving mysteries revolving around missing items- which generally was due to those same creatures, actually. And Malorn had seen her traverse the path to the Black Market on one occasion, which meant she would probably be sympathetic to the cause of finding out the truth of what had happened to Alethin.
Malorn reached the classroom just as the teacher began calling roll, and his eyes hurriedly scanned the room, searching for the individual he would be enlisting the help of. Once he spotted her, he purposely sat at a desk near the nearest exit to her own desk. The teacher called a name, Aria, and she rose her hand. So, that was her name.
Malorn could not focus on the lecture for the entire class, too curious about what had happened to Alethin. Instead of taking notes, he scribbled down a copy of the note Adela had, and spent the remainder of the class continuing to search for more information within it and writing down any theories that came to mind. Unfortunately, there wasn't much to go off of right now. Hopefully, that would change with Aria's help.
As soon as class ended, he stood up, waiting for her to walk by. "You like mysteries, right?" Malorn asked as she passed, causing her to stop and turn towards him.
"Yes, why?" Aria replied, raising an eyebrow as if already knowing that something strange must have happened. Why else would he be asking that, after all?
"Follow me," Malorn said, setting off back to the Black Market without another word. Aria hesitated at first, but her curiosity seemed to get the better of her and she followed. It was not long before she seemed to realize where he was leading her. The cart wasn't exactly in a commonly traversed area, for obvious reasons.
"If this is about the shop, I've known it exists for months," she commented quietly, sounding slightly disappointed.
"It's not that- Well, it is, but not for the reason you think. Alethin is gone." Malorn explained in a hushed tone.
"Gone?" Aria repeated in disbelief.
"There's a note, but I'm not entirely sure what to make of it, or how to proceed. That's why I decided to get you involved. You're pretty good at solving 'mysteries' around the Keep, so who better to help figure out what happened to him? I can't exactly ask a teacher, you know."
"Fair enough," Aria agreed.
Adela was missing when they reached the cart, which had Malorn worried. Fortunately, he had the first note's contents- or what he could recall from it, at any rate- memorized by now, so he was able to repeat it for Aria. She considered it thoughtfully and silently, before proceeding to search the area around the cart for more clues. Her main goal seemed to be figuring out where Adela went, but she was distracted from this when she found a second piece of parchment beneath a wheel of the cart. After removing it from underneath the wheel, with extreme caution so as not to tear it, she quietly read it aloud.
"...planning my escape.
Someone must have figured out ... route.
...reaching out to all my ...
... may ...to lay low for a while."
Someone must have figured out ... route.
...reaching out to all my ...
... may ...to lay low for a while."
The two exchanged a glance. Whatever Alethin had gotten himself into, it looked like he definitely needed help.
To be continued...


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What A Generosity! Amal Clooney Made An Extremely Luxurious $130,000 Baby Shower Gift For Meghan Markle
Amal Clooney is a very generous woman. George Clooney's wife surprised her good friend – Duchess Meghan – with a luxurious $130,000 gift on her baby shower.
Generous Amal Clooney
Meghan Markle's American adventures have come to an end. The royal mom-to-be spent 5 awesome days in New York. As you know, Meghan went to the Big Apple to arrange a baby shower there.


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Beech wood
• Small: 29.8cm x 29.2cm x 3.8cm
• Large: 52.7cm x 29.5cm x 3.8cm
Care Instructions:
Wipe clean with a sponge and warm soapy water after each use. Do not immerse in water. Detailed first time use and long term maintenance instructions included with boards.
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Lib Tech Snowboards FW16/17 Preview
|Utility Knife and Trice
KEY PRODUCT FOCUS: What are the two most important boards in your 16/17 line? Why? Tell us about them.
1) The ten-year skate banana with the associated highlight being that we started the rocker revolution. No one has more experience or expertise with contours than our Lib Tech experimental division. Our rockers are not just cute bananas – we build highly technical rockers and camber hybrids that features rockers between your feet and varying cambers out to the tip and tail. The cambers impact where your energy goes as it transfers from your feet to the board and how the board performs. All Banana Techs are a full contact rocker camber hybrid designed to rip hard pack, ice and any resort terrain. Of course once free of a hard technical snow surface they behave more like a traditional rocker and float extremely well ripping the backcountry, broken snow and pow.
2) Travis Rice and C2; the best all terrain resort focused rocker camber hybrid that absolutely kills the powder. There is no better all terrain contours!
3) Utility Knife, Fredi and Jamie and C3 – the worlds best camber. C3 is a very technical camber that is designed around how a snowboard is activated with two feet on one board. The mild rocker between your feet improves hook up under foot and slightly reduces tip and tail pressure, allowing the board to bend into a more natural arc and hold a tighter turn with out washing out the tips and tails and chattering. It allows for better carving on ice and hard pack than traditional ski camber applied to snowboards.
Are you using any new inserts / edge tech / cores / sidewalls / glue / wood types / metals / other materials? Or are you using this stuff in any new ways?
Climax Construction is new and it is definitely our lightest, environmentally cleaner and liveliest construction. Features include Bio Beans top sheet and recycled PET construction, glass magnesium fiber. The climax also features spin-slim lightweight tip & tails and carbon material for reduced overall and spin weight.
Where are you building your boards, any changes from last year? What makes this production the best solution for your brand?
At Mervin MFG we are still producing all our boards in the worlds most environmental board factory in Sequim near Seattle, Washington state. Over the 25 years we have always tried to be as environmentally conscious as possible with both our work environment and the materials and processes we use. We are working with Eco materials (renewable eco woods with Bio topsheets, bio sidewalls, etc.), and our whole production circle is a 360 degree Eco process (water cleansed grinding systems, bio solvents, etc.). We also recycle all of our left over wood and plastics and we are very proud to say that we have ZERO HAZARDOUS WASTE!
What's new in rocker? Any different bends than last year? Where's the demand at on this?
Our rocker is the banana technology; we invented our banana technology which is a combination contour that is very specifically designed around how you use a snowboard.
Banana technology is the snowboard contour with specific rocker / Camber Hybrids. There are three different rides/aggression levels:
BTX: Ten years ago Lib Tech's experiMENTAL Division started a snowboard contour revolution with the introduction of the now legendary Skate Banana model. Rocker between your feet mild camber to tip and tail which allowed for easy jibby, better carving, better float, better edge hold and control and the easiest contour to start snowboarding.
C2 perfection: Travis Rice's three year movie project, featuring Lando on the Lando and Ejack on the TRS (total ripper series), will be releasing at the same time as these boards hit the store next fall! C2 rocker/camber hybrid perfection, rip everything in the resort and still kill the pow.
C3 Aggression: The world's best camber! Jamie Lynn and Fredi Kalbermatten's favorite power freestyle contour and now introducing the soft flexing jib freestyle focused Utility Knife… C3 is camber engineered for aggressive high performance snowboarding.
What inspired your topsheet & base aesthetics? Where are trends going – muted or flashy? Any cool collaborations or limited editions?
Again this year we have a great crew of artists! From year to year they surprise us with their new artwork and ideas. Either it´s Mike Parillo for the Skate Banana, Jamie lynn on his board range, Quincy Quigg did the Skunk Ape and Adam Friedman designed the whole T.Rice range with his incredible art work. Nicolas Müller worked together with Swiss artist Alain "lain" Schibli for the awesome new "mullair-pro model". So every Lib-tech and GNU snowboard is a little art piece by itself.
Doing splitboards? Is this market increasing, decreasing or staying the same for you?Yes, this year we will have the Travis´ lightweight directional Freeride Splitboard with aerospace spin-slim & Balsa enlightened performance construction. The directional tapered notch swallow shape still rips in both directions.
Firepower construction is the direct result of his desire for ultralight tip / tails and mid section of the board, while retaining stability and power for committed lines in the world's gnarliest terrain.


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As the great, late Anthony Bourdain once said "Going to Vietnam the first time was life-changing for sure. Maybe because it was all so new and different to my life before and the world I grew up in. The food, culture, landscape, and smell; they're all inseparable. It just seemed like another planet; a delicious … Continue reading 10 amazing things to do in Vietnam
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The real Vietnam
Of all the places I have ever been, Vietnam is the one that really tested my love for adventure. It made me question if I really am a "traveller" or if in fact, I just like to go on holidays! It is a country that will introduce itself to your senses so quickly you almost … Continue reading The real Vietnam
South East Asia: Planning your trip
What is it they say about great intentions? The road to somewhere is paved with them? Well, I had all the intention in the world to start this series of blogs back in December but between one thing or another they just never materialised. I consider myself so lucky to get to write professionally now, … Continue reading South East Asia: Planning your trip


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I have just finished a Five Year Fine Art Masters at Edinburgh College of Art.
I specialise in Medieval Art and make Sculpture. I also work in textiles: weaving, felting, knitting, sewing and digital printing. Much of the work on my website if for sale and quite cheap.
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Slightly over one year ago today, HBO decided to pass on Codes of Conduct, a TV series from 12 Years a Slave director Steve McQueen. McQueen was set to direct all six episodes of the series, which was "an exploration of a young African-American man's experience entering New York high society, with a past that may not be what it seems." The show was set to star newcomer Devon Terrell along with Paul Dano, Helena Bonham Carter, and Rebecca Hall.
While McQueen has moved on to direct the heist thriller Widows, Codes of Conduct is still alive. According to Screen Daily [via The Playlist], the production company behind the show, See-Saw, is eager to find a new home for the show. "It's a story that's very important to Steve to tell and we're very emotionally involved in it," co-founder Iain Canning said.
While a pilot has reportedly been shot, it's not clear if McQueen would want to have the same level of involvement, start over, and possibly recast. Additionally, that involvement would probably be determined by the amount of funding and support a potential distributor could provide. For example, Netflix could pour a lot more money into Codes of Conduct than Annapurna, but Annapurna is looking to make a splash.
Whatever the case may be, it's a good idea to be in the Steve McQueen business, and hopefully a new network will step up to the plate and HBO's loss will be another channel or streaming service's gain.
In the meantime, McQueen should be getting ready to roll on Widows later this year with Viola Davis, Cynthia Erivo, and Michelle Rodriguez set to star. The plot is based on the 2002 British miniseries of the same name, and the film revolves around four armed robbers who are killed in a failed heist attempt, only to have their widows step up to finish the job.


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|Design, development and demonstration of indigenous hydrogen storage and fuel cell system for mobile and stationary applications of 5kW capacity.
|Principal Investigator
|Dr. E. Anil Kumar
|Co-Principal Investigator
|Dr. Pratibha Sharma
|2017 - 2020
|Funding Agency
|Science & Engineering Research Board (SERB), Department of Science and Technology
|Funding Amount
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I do not own the characters; they are from various versions of "The Phantom of the Opera."
OK, so this time I have something very dark. This story is told from Christine's POV and deals with the conflict between what she can't resist and the guilt that comes from giving in to it. Again, I reiterate that it is VERY dark. This is one of my own favorites, and I truly hope that you enjoy it!
SUMMARY: "…temptation is black and temptation is strong. I had been unable to resist another taste and then another and another until my soul was tarnished, and purity became only a bittersweet memory."
"Lie To Me"
I am an anomaly; I am a puzzle even to myself. I am an actress; I am a liar. I am a hypocrite. At times, I am selfish and vain, a materialistic idealist, too concerned with my own appearance to notice the rest of humanity and its struggles. Other times, I am compassionate, sympathetic, empathic to suffering, caring wholeheartedly and entirely generous.
With such a tremendous repertoire, is it any wonder then that I lack an understanding of myself? That I am constantly searching for the true nature of my character? Am I a heroine or a villain? In the operas we perform, the categories are so vividly black and white, pronounced and clearly defined. Being a soprano, I am typically cast as heroine, the beautiful, pure, the innocent, but, of course, that is onstage. In real life, I fall into the void of grey existing in between, …maybe a dark grey, …tinged with more black than white. I had been white once, pure white, virginal white, …but once you add even a hint of black, no matter how much white you desperately stir back in, you will never have anything other than a shade of grey for the rest of your life. After my first taste of the darkness, I was overcome with so much guilt that I tried to return to the purity, but temptation is black and temptation is strong. I had been unable to resist another taste and then another and another until my soul was tarnished, and purity became only a bittersweet memory.
I call myself a liar, a liar to everyone including my own conscience. I pretend to be the same Christine that I always have been. Sometimes I even convince myself of it, that that blackness I can feel so sharply beneath my skin isn't real; it couldn't possibly be real…. But it's undeniable in its potency, this ever-present, ever-growing darkness within me that I can't control or refuse. Maybe it was always there, lurking just beneath the surface, and I failed to acknowledge it, …didn't want to acknowledge it…. Or maybe it was thrust upon me, the influence of a force I willingly allowed inside. Either way I came upon it, all that matters now is its presence, its constant, gnawing ache within my core, like a ravenous hunger that never seems to find satisfaction. I am beginning to wonder if I myself am blackened as well. …More than that, if I am evil….
Staring at my reflection in the full-length mirror of my dressing room, I ponder the very term 'evil'. I don't look evil. The blue eyes staring at me are ones I recognize, ones that have looked back at me for a lifetime. The face, the contours and features, I know well; I watched them go from child to woman with a sense of fascination over the years, the changes so gradual and subtle that I only realized them after they occurred. I have always considered myself beautiful; that is the vanity within me. I attribute it to a father who lavished compliments and praises on his daughter with every breath. As I grew older with my father dead and gone, I learned that beauty is subjective and virtually indefinable, thriving in unexpected places and occasionally going against the norm. …And yet even as I am formulating my own definition for beauty and its perimeters, reshaping my core aesthetics, I still consider myself beautiful.
But…. If I stare deep enough into the vision of my reflection, if I seek out the essence of soul lying within the pretty packaging, I can almost glimpse something unnatural, something strange and perverse…, the darkness. Will it eventually become plain on my face? Readable in my eyes? Will the darkness steal every bit of what I believed to be myself until only a stranger remains behind? …And will I care if it does?…
An acute sense of loathing attacks me like a blunt blow to the gut, and I am forced to look away from my suddenly guilt-ridden eyes. The things I have done are like a nightmare that, try as I might, I cannot shake. And that nightmare is about to be relived once again; I am unable to stop it. I am weak.
Careful to avoid any accidental glimpse at the girl in the glass, the girl who has fallen under the dark influence and too eagerly shuns the light, I draw a thick, woolen cloak over my dark blue gown and reach for the hidden latch that unhinges my mirror and reveals the concealed passageway into the catacombs below.
A hundred times I have traveled this path, both in my waking and sleeping mind. I know every bend and curve, every step, every trick that brings me to him.
Him…. My dark angel…. In what bit of conscience I still possess, clinging to with the tips of my fingers, he is Satan himself, the devil come to tempt me to sin and fall. And weak as I am to resist, I continuously return to him, continuously succumb and even beg for more. It has to be evil; the guilt that I always know afterward tells me that it must be evil, and yet I always go back to him. I always demand more.
Flying with black wings soaked in the blood of a moaning heart, I make my way through the cellars into hell's domain and to that fabled house on the lake. He is there within those fiery walls; I am aware of his essence before I even pass the threshold of the doorway. I can feel him; I always feel him, ever since those deceptive days when he played heavenly angel to my vulnerable mind. His aura calls to me, always calls, always keeps a firm, unyielding hold on me. I no longer struggle against it. I need it too much now.
My shoes make a soft whispering sound against the cold, hard stone of the catacomb floors as I reach for the doorknob and slip within that accursed, condemned sanctuary. In the back of my mind passes the fleeting thought that I am equally as condemned. I have willingly made this choice, and the eventual consequences are my own to bear, as I am sure they will come.
The house on the lake is lit with a warm glow, inviting, welcoming my presence, and I feel it radiating into my bones, calming and stealing away my guilt. Guilt doesn't exist here; guilt only comes afterward. In its place, anticipation bubbles in my chest, and I can hardly wait until I am in his presence. Faster, quicker, my very soul is racing ahead of me to find him.
The moment that I enter the living room, he meets my gaze, always with that initial disbelief that I have returned to him. He is sitting in his throne-like chair before a raging inferno of flames in the hearth, and even though he acts like I have come upon him unaware, I am undoubting that he knew of my presence long before, just as I knew of his.
He is…majestic. Erik, Angel. His pose is regal, his attire flawlessly formal, and that white mask glints unthreatening off the flames. This image of him is etched with intricate precision in my mind so that when we are parted, I can conjure it up in my most intimate of fantasies. His mismatched eyes, one sapphire blue and one deep emerald, never once need question my intentions; they immediately begin to smolder like hot coals gradually glinting and blazing with a fire more intense than that in the hearth. Fire…, he is all fire…, fire and heat.
My feet barely touch the floor as I float nearer to him. My skin is already tingling, though we have yet to be touching, electrified like lightning is grazing the surface. I give him very little to decipher in my expression save a determination, a resolve that I will have what it is that I want so desperately.
Coming up to stand before him while he patiently remains seated, studying me with great care and intent, I reach for the mask. I hate it right now; I hate its presence and the barrier it presents. I know that it is a necessity at all other times for both of our pieces of mind, but at this moment before we are to make love, I want only to destroy it, to crush it and tear it until it is gone. My hand finds the coldness of its manmade material, and he doesn't stop my movements; he never stops me. My fingers fit around the edge, and I slowly draw it away a bit at a time, revealing that deformity to my eager eyes. It is ugly; it is ravaged and hideous, a twisted mockery of what a real face should be, and in spite of my own eagerness, I feel the pull of my aversion in my belly. I am disgusted by him, and strangely enough, it only makes me want him more. I need to see this repulsive face if only to assure myself that this is indeed Erik, my Erik, who I am taking into my arms and into my bed.
The mask slips out of my fingers onto the carpet, and I immediately touch his face, cupping that ravaged side in my palm. It is immediate, the thrill that overcomes me, desire from head to toe, black and wrong and so unbelievably powerful. I can't deny it, even if I want to.
Erik knows the same fervent reaction to my touch; I can read it as he closes his eyes and gives a low growl in the depths of his chest. The skin of his disfigurement is so sensitive to any sort of caress, having been so long shunned and concealed, that simply the grazing of my fingertips along the thin layer of flesh that covers his sallow cheek makes him shudder violently from head to toe. I cry out, a nonsensical appreciation for that demon face, and bending down to him, I press my lips reverently to that cheek, lingering in that necessary kiss for a long, still moment.
This is not love. No, it can never be love. He has murdered mercilessly; how could I ever feel love for a murderer? This is desire, black desire; it is raw and savage and consuming. Not love…. Never love….
Pulling my lips away again, I stand straight before him, and with that same determined expression in my eyes, I push my cloak from my shoulders, hearing it fall with a hushed breath to the floor around me. As he stares transfixed, I gather up my skirts in my hands and climb atop his lap, straddling him on his throne chair with a knee on either side of his body. I do not speak, do not make any false utterances of affection. He already knows what I want; why bother with words?
As I lower myself, fitting my body against his until I can feel the growing hardness of his manhood even through the layers in between, I tilt my face towards his, inviting his kiss. Without a dared complaint, he accepts the blatant enticement and captures my mouth with a hunger that makes me tremble. It is always like this; I can be brave, can take control, but in the end, I let him take the reigns. I like being the subservient victim; …perhaps it means I am less guilty.
Erik's mouth is hot and demanding, his kiss hard and bruising, and I match his fervency with my own. To glimpse such savagery between us, one would be shocked. Considering the other Christine, the light Christine I can feign so well, this lewd behavior is unimaginable and aberrant; no one could possible realize how deep this streak of darkness runs within me. Only with Erik do I know it. I felt it in dull tremors from the moment his angel's voice called out my name, and it has only grown since then into the inferno it is today. With Erik, I am not myself. I allow him to do things to me that I could never allow of anyone else. And I! I am unbridled, wild, passionate, craving in perverse ways for things that I could never fathom existed. The hunger is staggering, and whenever I try to refuse and stay away, it builds and assaults me until I can take no more and must yield to it with relieved abandon. I am addicted to this! To these incredible feelings! To the power he has over me! I love being his willing victim! And I cannot imagine a life without this and without him!
His hands are tearing at the clasps of my gown; they still tremble a little as we begin on this exhilarating carousel once again. I wonder if they will always tremble that way, as if he fears touching my body, a body that he already knows as intimately as his own. But as those infernal clasps open and my gown is being stolen, I quickly forget the trembling of his hands; they have taken on a new sort of mystery, like an accomplished musician about to play his instrument.
With utter delicacy, he removes the pins holding back my dark curls and releases a thick cascade that is heavy on my shoulders and down my back. His fingers idly twist and entwine amidst the coils; he told me once that he would love to be lost in my curls and never come out. It is a memory that curves the corners of my lips even now as I watch him intently, a memory that I do not share with him.
Erik sits back in his chair and assists my eager hands as they discard his suit jacket, tie, and vest. But he lets me unbutton his shirt unaided, simply watching with that ravenous need glowing in his brilliantly bright eyes and scorching my flesh.
I am purposely slow in my endeavors; I want him to suffer, to be nearly bursting with desire, …desire for me, and I play a part, feigning innocence and ignorance to what my torturous actions are doing to him. As he succumbs, only shifting uncomfortably and holding his breath to keep a restraint on himself, I thrill in the knowledge that I am in control now. I enjoy having such power over him just as he does, only I never let him know it. I keep my eyes wide, innocent, almost virginal, as if I am still hesitant and uncertain, and this makes his passion burn. Finishing with the last button, I am careful not to let my skin touch his as I push the material from his torso, noting with satisfaction how he arches toward me, expectant and desperate.
In a small voice, I innocently ask, "What would you have me do?"
"Touch me," he nearly growls. He could have grabbed my hands and forced them upon his skin, but that is not how he wants me.
Holding his passion-clouded eyes with my own, I very slowly extend my hand to his white chest until my fingertips are lightly caressing the cool flesh. I play the tease, the vixen, the virgin, and keep my touches light until I feel him nearly writhing with need and only then do I press my palms flat against the smooth expanse of his chest and run them up and down as he arches into my touch.
Erik is in a frenzy of desire, and with a feral cry, he kisses me once more, demanding, fierce. Just one kiss, only one, and he pushes me off of his lap back on my feet before him.
"Disrobe," he commands. His voice is so tainted with his need by now that I can hardly recognize it as his. When he is aggressive in this way, I do not dare argue; it isn't the time to pose a battle with him.
Moving with all of the grace of my femininity, I obey, discarding petticoat, shoes, and stockings. Slower, I capture the hem of my chemise between my fingers and lift it over my head, exposing my breasts to his ravenous gaze, and then without pause, I lower my pantaloons, leaving myself bare. I am being ravished with his eyes alone as they are trailed up and down my every curve. I know that he adores my naked flesh; he has told me numerous times. It is his unending appreciation that makes me unashamed and confident before him, reveling in my own skin and my sexuality.
"I must have you now." It is a statement, not a question, and never daring to take his eyes from me, he hastily sheds the rest of his clothing and sinks back into his throne chair, beckoning me with a crooked finger.
Oh, he need not request. I am only too eager as I climb back atop him, this time sans the oppressive boundaries of our clothing. The very instant our flesh comes into contact with one another's, I feel my knees shake under my own weight, anticipation dancing up the length of my spine. He is warm, a phenomenon that only occurs when we are making love. Usually, his skin is frigid to the touch, so like the very cellars he lives in. But not now. Now his very flesh sears mine with each gentle brushing, the dead brought to life.
Quivering all over in spite of my prior bravado, I lower myself onto him, straddling his hips between my thighs. I am deliberately slow in my efforts, yearning to savour every second and every possible sensation. Even though Erik is in agony, his hardness straining between our bare bodies, he lets me play, but he is always ready to sway things in his direction. In that vein, he captures my breasts in his palms, cupping their generous weight before he lets his fingers pinch the hardened tips. I can't control the cry that I let loose; he knows exactly how to touch me to make me melt. Infuriating man!
With a grin of the seductress I truly am, I part my legs and lower my hips enough for the very tip of him to graze the length of my wetness. I am so ready now that my aching body is only liquid heat. One more long, insufferable moment, and I begin to take him inside. I am still playing, still toying with him as with each inch of him I take, I draw back for a long second, making him wait.
But Erik is not a patient man, and with a roar of annoyance, he clamps my hips with his hands and forces me down until he is fully sheathed within my wetness. I cannot control the delirious cries escaping my lips. Sweet sin! This is exactly what I wanted. To feel him so deeply embedded within my body! To feel so stretched and full with him, only him! I throw back my head so that my curls fall across our joined bodies and tickle his thighs as he continues to hold my hips motionless in place. My every instinct begs for movement, for that primal rhythm to take over, and acquiescing, Erik begins to maneuver my hips in a torturously slow pattern, rocking us with contained passion. I know that he enjoys this, enjoys making our union last as long as possible, and I concede, knowing that his control will not last long.
How right I am! For only a few blissful moments, he retains that savouring pattern, leaning close to find my mouth with a tender, exploring kiss. His tongue slips between my lips, and I can taste the dizzying deliciousness of him as I kiss him back, gentle as he is. My tongue trails the length of his in my mouth, twirling and dancing around it. And that undoes him completely.
I feel his fingers digging into my hips with bruising force and marring my skin. They are not my first bruises from him in the unconsidered heat of passion and will certainly not be my last. Gripping at my body viciously, he suddenly rises from the chair, and with a cry against his lips, I wrap my legs securely around his waist locking my ankles, curious to his intentions.
Erik wastes not time. He carries me to my bedroom and to the foot of this bed we've used so often. It is tall with a lush mattress, and he rests me upon its softness so that my backside is just barely resting upon its edge. With a smirk at the end of our kiss, he lifts his hands to catch my forearms, disentangling them from his neck, and lowers me back onto the bed so that I am laying while he stands at the foot, our bodies still joined as one.
For one breath, he holds my eye as I stare up at him, mesmerized and overwhelmed with the unquenched passion in my veins. And then he creates a rhythm, thrusting into my aching body as I keep my legs wrapped around his waist. His torrid eyes are wandering up and down again from the column of my throat to the swells of my breasts and on to the apex of dark curls where our bodies are united. He often studies my body in this way while we are making love, looking more than touching; he likes to look at me. It is as if he is always trying to convince himself that I am truly here in his bed, sheathing his body within my own. Tonight, however, he doesn't just want to look. Never once disturbing the pattern of his thrusts, he presses his palms to the flat expanse of my stomach, curling his fingers around the sides of my small ribcage.
I shiver and tingle all over, staring up at him through cloudy eyes. Just as he usually likes to look upon me, I like to look upon him as we are lost in this most intimate act. I like to watch his tangled face, to see the desire and the passion build and twist those malformed features into something akin to what I consider beauty to be, my very own learned definition, uncommon and against standard conventionality. But how could it not be beautiful to watch this man give himself entirely to me?
Erik keeps his palms splayed across my belly for a long time before they very slowly make a path up to my breasts, cupping them and exploring as they have done dozens of times before. His fingers brush over each stiffened peak and then settle in a frenzy of tugs and pinches that drive me mad with the fervent need for release. I want to cry. I long to sob tears of my desperate yearning.
"Say my name," he hoarsely demands in that unarguable tone, and when I cannot find my voice to reply, he becomes harsher, repeating with the hint of anger, "Say my name."
"Erik," I whimper, clutching at the blankets on either side of my head with handfuls of my thick curls tangled between fingers.
His eyes are glazed over with a flash of madness, near insanity, as he continues sharply, "Tell me you're mine."
Erik's hand suddenly seeks out the epicenter of my passion just above the place where our bodies are joined as I yell out, "I'm yours, Erik! Yours!"
"Mine forever," he growls, manipulating my flushed, craving body until I can feel my release dangling so close to my grasping fingertips.
"Forever," I repeat of my own accord, hardly realizing that I spoke aloud. My heart is racing violently, my breathing in harsh gasps as I writhe on the bed, tossing my head from side to side amid my soft curls. So near, so close to what my body is burning for, and then in a great swell of passion, I find pleasure with a dizzying explosion so violent that I am left exhausted and weak in it wake.
Erik's bruising grip has returned to my hips, leaving new marks on my creamy flesh as with a guttural cry, he thrusts with a savage intensity a moment more and then explodes deeply inside of me.
I study every expression, every sound he makes, every detail of him during his climax. He has never looked as beautiful to me as he does right now, a revelation partly induced by my sated state of bliss. Dangling on that cloud, I allow myself to see him through the eyes of a lover, to regard him as if my heart is in my expression. As he fights to catch his breath, he leans down to me, pressing his sweat-coated flesh to my own and lays his flawless, unmarked cheek to my chest just above my beating heart, savouring its sound like a lilting symphony. I idly extend my hand to caress his deformity with unrestrained tenderness, as close to him in every which way as I possibly can be.
Long moments blend one into the next until I am unaware of the passage of time. This peace I feel will be short-lived, but I refuse to remember that now. Let me live this illusion a little longer.
Erik is the first of us to stir and find reality. Raising himself, he gently disentangles our exhausted bodies, and even though I avoid his gaze, I feel the unspoken words there. Oh, not now. I cannot tolerate his words now.
The moment that I am free of his hold, I scurry off of the mattress and reach for the dressing gown I discarded across my chaise the day before. As I draw it on to conceal my nudity, I inadvertently glance down to the aching skin of my hips and notice the burgeoning purple bruises forming darker and darker.
"I have hurt you," he states matter of factly, and I jerk the robe closed, tying it tightly into place before lifting my eyes to his. Regret and compassion saturate his expression. How I cannot abide to see it!
Shaking my head, I reply in an emotionless tone, "No, I am fine."
"Don't," he bids as he reluctantly reaches for the extra blanket I keep beside the bed and wraps it around his waist. I know he is doing this for my sake without him ever having to say so.
"Don't what?"
"You always behave this way. You open yourself so completely to me, and in the next moment, you become hardly more than a distant stranger. Is it really necessary to leap out of bed and cover yourself from my eyes? You come down here begging for my touch as if you will perish without it and now you shy away and avoid it like the plague."
"I…I'm cold," I lie. I am not a very good liar when I do not have an orchestra and an audience before me.
"No, you're ashamed of what we have done, of what you truly are, …what lives and breathes within you."
It is as though he has read my mind somehow to know these things, and I cannot deny their validity.
Erik continues on sadly, "Why won't you let yourself love me?"
I cringe and lower my eyes to my idly twisting hands. "I can't love you, Erik," I softly reply. "You know I can't."
"No," he immediately retorts. "You won't. You will come down here and beg me to satiate your passions, but then not an hour later, you will go and lavish your affection on that damn Vicomte."
Raoul…. It is a sore subject on both Erik's and my account that is better not broached and avoided altogether. "The Vicomte is a gentleman," I hear myself insist only half-considering what I'm saying.
Erik gives a bitter, grating laugh at that. "And I guess that makes you a common whore then. No lady would behave in such a shameless manner. Wouldn't you agree?"
A whore! My anger seethes like fire under my skin. How dare he? And yet a small voice in my head is wondering at the possible truth of such a claim. I must bite my lip for a long second to calm my rage, and as a bitter sort of retaliation, I reply, "Maybe I am not a lady, but Raoul is a gentleman, the sort worthy of my heart and my affections."
"Ah, but I am worthy of your body? Worthy enough to take your virginity and use to squelch your unladylike urges?" The sharpness of his comments dwindles away, his expression becoming melancholy as he thinks on his words. He shakes his head, and I am doubtless that for the briefest moment, I glimpse the silhouette of a tear. Just as fleeting, it is gone again. "If your body is all I will have of you, then I will accept it. It may not be love, but it will do…for now."
"For now? My body is all that you will ever possess." Sometimes, I can be cruel; I'm not sure why I act in such a way. I just want to hurt him.
With a sudden abruptness, he darts to stand before me and catches my upper arms in a tight, viselike hold. "Naïve fool!" he roars. This is when I cannot endure looking at that face, when it is so twisted with rage that it can only be an ugly horror, and I vainly wish for the mask to hide it from me again. "What will it take for you to admit that you love me?"
"I don't -"
"Oh, don't you? Then ask yourself why it is that you keep coming back to me? Why you keep begging me to take you? I am not blind, Christine. You do not desire that arrogant boy as you desire me. Your body is screaming at you that we are meant to be together. Why won't you listen to it?"
Before I realize his plan, he releases my arms only to grab both of my small wrists in one of his quite larger palms, jerking them above my head to prevent me from struggling. With his free hand, he parts my tied robe at my thigh, groping at my soft flesh as his fingers travel upward. I want to scream and rage at him for this violation, but I can only mutter a helpless little cry as his fingers plunge into my womanhood, which is already throbbing and growing wet again from his attentions.
Erik moans between clenched teeth and expertly strokes my yearning body. "Listen, Christine, listen to what your body is screaming out. Your body knows whom it belongs to. Why do you refuse to acknowledge it? Do you truly believe that the Vicomte could ever satisfy the darkness within you? It is for me alone."
"No," I weakly protest, squirming against fingers that will not cease.
"Yes, Christine, yes." Erik's voice has grown hoarse again, and I am enveloped in the heat radiating from his body. "Lie to me. Tell me that I am wrong while I have the essence of you dripping from my fingertips." His hand will not stop, and leaning in near to me, he huskily whispers against my ear, "Does your Vicomte make you burn this way? Does he make you yearn and ache and grow so wet?"
I want to lie. Yes! My mind is screaming. Say yes! But the heated warmth of his breath still brushing my ear is making me tremble all over, making me close my eyes and mew my wanting. I don't want to be thinking of Raoul now! I only want Erik, only ever Erik.
"Christine, Christine," he chides in a singsong tone, taunting me with that angel's voice. His fingers are so deeply within my wetness while his thumb purposely flicks across the hard bead at the top, making my knees sway under my weight. "Such darkness thriving inside of you. It shames you when you succumb to it, yet it is far too powerful to resist."
Erik brushes his misshapen lips to the sensitive flesh below my ear and down the side of my throat, nuzzling his face into my loose curls as he goes, and I shudder violently from head to toe. If not for the tight grip of his hand holding both of my wrists captive above my head, I am sure that I would have fallen to the floor. My head is spinning in waves of dizzying euphoria, and my limbs are heavy and numbing. Oh, dear Lord! I can feel myself losing control, can feel my imminent release as his fingers move with purpose. Words no longer make sense, protests abandoned, and all that I can do is mutter nonsensical syllables of delirious desire.
Erik burrows his scarred face against the crook of my throat. "Say you love me." This command is firm. "Say it."
I meekly shake my head from side to side. "I…I can't…. I don't…."
His fingers pause a moment as he brings his lips to my ear and desperately breathes, "Lie to me."
I arch my hips against his fingers as they stroke again and concede, whispering back that blasphemous lie, "I love you."
Erik growls his delight and his caresses increase in intensity until I hear gasps and hoarse cries coming unknown from my lips. One more harsh pass of his fingers. My knees give out completely and only his hands hold me up as I climax with a jerk of my hips, my body spasming and clutching at emptiness as it seeks his to fill it and make it whole.
It takes me a long while to recover and Erik, ever patient when in the midst of our intimacies, continues to trail his fingertips delicately over my satiated womanhood. Such caresses always make me feel worshipped, as if he is in silent awe of my femininity. He lowers my wrists and releases them so that he can enfold me into him with his arm, and as my passion relaxes, he removes his other hand from beneath my robe to make the embrace complete.
It is a lie; it is all a lie. I don't love him; I can't love him, but he will not accept that. He wants the lie, and he wants me to believe in it as well. …And if I do, if I choose to believe, will the lie then quit being a lie and become a reality?… Do I want it to be a reality?…
Erik's embrace is tender and warm. I force the unending plethora of questions and the ever torturing thoughts away if only for this moment. Let me forget them, forget the world outside and the guilt that will certainly come once I must leave him again. The guilt always comes…. But not now…. Now I want to live that longed-for lie and pretend that it is indeed our future.
Closing my eyes, I breathe his scent in deeply and rest my cheek against his collarbone, weaving my own arms around him until we are sharing an embrace that is as necessary as it is passionate.
"I love you." Erik's voice is hardly more than an exhalation of a breath. He does not expect a response from me…. I won't….
And yet I can't keep a passing thought from my mind: if this is love, why does it do nothing but cause us pain? It's not supposed to….
Much later, back under my guise as the prim and proper lady, I leave Erik's house on the lake. Just as I knew it would, the guilt attacks me almost instantly with an intensity that steals my breath away. I can't continue this way; I know it is impossible to even consider. I feel as though I am living a double life. No matter what I do, I am lying to someone, whether it is to Raoul or to Erik or to myself. Someone is always victim to my deception.
Hanging my head low with the ferocity of my shame, I wander the cold, lonely paths back to the world. I cannot say how this must end or how it will end, but whatever happens, I fear that darkness that Erik uncovered will always be a part of me, something that I cannot deny or hope to lock away. And just as Erik claimed, I know that he is the only one who can make it burn. Whether I like it or not, I am intricately tied to him and will be for the rest of my life.
With the secret of my sins blackening my soul, I emerge into the sunlight above, knowing with absolute certainty that come sunset, I will once again lose myself to the darkness….


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Former Gadsden City standout Haley Troup will be spending her college years in Columbia, but it's not the Columbia everyone originally thought.
The 5-foot-9 guard confirmed Wednesday to The Gadsden Times she has left South Carolina and is transferring to Missouri.
Troup said left the Gamecocks after her last summer class because her heart "just wasn't in it there." She came home and that's when the decision to transfer happened.
"I didn't think it was fair to coach (Dawn) Staley and their program for me to stay," Troup said.
Another reason was USC assistant coach Nikki McCray-Penson leaving to take the coaching job at Old Dominion. She was big in recruiting Troup to the Gamecocks.
"I was really close with her and that was another factor in my decision to leave," Troup said.
Troup moves in at Missouri on Saturday. She said Mizzou was in the final two when she decided to go to South Carolina while at Gadsden City.
After she got her release from USC, Troup and her family reached out to the Tigers to see if a spot was open.
"They said they would still love to have me," Troup said. "It's a great program. ... I'm just grateful they gave me a second opportunity to play in the SEC."
She will have to sit out this year and will have four years of eligibility left.


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By Lorna Ramirez
Acceptance and tolerance are two words that majority of people do not know the difference. The truth is they are a world apart. Acceptance is the higher level of tolerance. Tolerance means you can tolerate something but not necessarily accepting it.
In the modern era, most of us will show tolerance to sensitive issues such as race, religion and most especially to the LGBT, but are they widely accepted by the majority of the population?
In the early century in medieval Europe, homosexuality was considered a violation even punishable by death. Even today, homosexuals are called names such as queer, gay, faggot etc. At times, families disown their own offspring because of this issue.
In the 1980s, the gay community had a setback. They were antagonised because of the AIDS epidemic. A big blow to them. Through the years, with more and more celebrities and entertainers coming out of their closets, and with the media playing a big role, these helped significantly the war against homophobia.
Indeed the LGBT had gone a long way since the early centuries and even in the early 20th century. Is it because we are more educated now and the influence of social media changed the way people think or did we just become more rational, open minded and people nowadays are not conservative and religious than before?
The world now is beginning to realise that we are all different and loving someone with the same gender does not mean their love is inferior than those who love the opposite sex. I do believe that a person will be the one to decide who they really are and should not be dictated and pressured by society. Their mind, heart and soul will decide what gender they are comfortable with. Regardless of what they choose, they deserve to be happy.
What will be your reaction if one of your children will inform you that they are different? It will be frustrating of course, but there is nothing much we can do but to support them. It's not their fault; it is just unfortunate they were born in a wrong body.
It is quite timely that this issue is in my latest book, Moments of Love, Lust and Ecstasy. I never expected it to be an issue this year in Australia.
It's very interesting to note the result of the poll about the same-sex marriage that came out this month. Now that the YES vote has overwhelmingly prevailed, we should respect the decision of the majority. Perhaps, it's time for us to reflect and embrace the word ACCEPTANCE. After all, that is what the world needs now!
Excerpts from my book My Innermost Thoughts
It's easy to love the lovable
It's easy to accept people
Who share our beliefs and convictions
It's easy to love families and friends
It will take courage for us
To love and accept people
Who are different, unlovable
This would be a peaceful place
If we tried to accept and respect everyone
Regardless of gender race or religion
And other differences
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Steve Sansweet and the Tales of the Blue Snaggletooth
18 years ago, Steve Sansweet – who's leaving his position at Lucasfilm next spring – validated a tiny, almost-forgotten piece of my childhood.
From Collect All 21! –
During this second surge of Star Wars stuff, my family and I paid a visit to grandma over in Upper Sandusky, Ohio. Among Upper Sandusky's claims to fame are an old Wyandot Indian mill, a cemetery headstone recognized by Ripley's Believe It or Not because it says "Feb. 31", and being the home of a character in the Infocom text adventure "Leather Goddesses of Phobos" when those games were the computer geek rage in the 1980s.
My grandma was a librarian at the Carnegie Public Library in Upper, so I spent a lot of time there. Classic old brick building with narrow staircases and a basement that felt dark all the time. I can almost imagine into existence the wood and plaster and book-page smell of the place.
Up near the front door was a glass case where people would display collections of things, and on one visit, my grandma wanted me to see the collection of Star Wars toys in there. And that's where I saw something that would confound me for years: an action figure that looked kind of like the short, red-suited Snaggletooth I had – same face, same hands, same belt buckle design – but this guy was tall and blue and had shiny silver moon boots.
I stared at this thing, trying to figure out what it was and where it had come from and why wasn't it in any of the Kenner Star Wars catalog booklets and how, good God, could I get my hands on one?
I remember telling my friends about it, and none of them had seen or heard of one of these things either, and I probably sounded like that kid on my street talking about his supposed Grand Moff Tarkin toothbrush. It didn't help that I never saw another Blue Snaggletooth as a kid.
I was eight or nine years old at the time. Fast-forward to 1992, when I'm 21 and in the middle of a difficult stretch of my life. Walking toward a Waldenbooks in a Toledo, Ohio mall, I see this staring out at me from a storefront display:
Star Wars: From Concept to Screen to Collectible by Stephen J. Sansweet.
Though it's hard to remember, this was a time when there weren't whole shelves full of Star Wars books and piles of Expanded Universe comics – so seeing this black-and-gold Darth Vader visage was a very cool sort of shock.
Inside is the incredibly detailed story of how the Kenner Star Wars guys I loved as a kid had come to life. And as I flipped through these pages, taken back years by the pictures of action figures and spaceships and sketches and models, here's the one that had me giddy:
Because there it was: That BLUE Snaggletooth that I hadn't seen or heard of in ages, and which part of me had maybe started to believe had been a figment of my imagination after all. It was REAL – and it had a HISTORY – and I wished somehow I could reach back through time to those incredulous looks I got from my friends when I was talking about this figure and point them to that page and say, "See? Seee?!?!"
I still think this is the best book Sansweet's ever done, partly because it holds a special place in my memory, and partly because from a purely journalistic point of view, his writing and reporting roots shine through in the interviews and research and the level of work he put into in covering the early Star Wars merchandising history – work which hadn't been done by anyone at that point. I think it's fair to say a large part of the roots of vintage collecting archaeology trace back to this book, and I know it played a big role in re-igniting my own memories and fandom.
I got to meet Steve for the first time at Celebration V in August, and had him sign that very same and by now well-worn paperback. "Gee," he wrote inside the cover, next to a smiley face, "can't you afford a better condition book?"
Not one that would be worth as much to me as this one.
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How could you not mention Upper's claim to fame by being featured in Shawshank Redemption???
Comment by Pam | October 29, 2010 |
[…] She loved to read. And while my parents and Sesame Street encouraged my reading habit early on, it was visits to grandma and the unfettered access to the shelves of Upper Sandusky's Carnegie Public Library that fed my addiction. Even though we lived across the state, grandma would let me check out stacks and stacks of books, and I still remember some of them, like The Gollywhopper Egg and all the Bobbsey Twins mysteries. There was an old painting of a man hanging on one of the walls, and I remember grandma pointing out that his eyes followed you creepily. Grandma was also responsible for unknowingly introducing me to Blue Snaggletooth. […]
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I found a new blur app the other day called Bluristic(available for both Ios and Android) and wanted to use it for Abstract Wednesday's optional theme Kitchen. Stewie loves lolling about in the kitchen on his day-bed, so for this blurred photo I tempted Stewie out of his bed with a treat. To make it more "kitcheny" I added an extra layer using the "Food" pak in Hipstamatic/Oggl:
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Top councillors given the boot as Haringey leader cites 'conflict' in cabinet
PUBLISHED: 16:30 02 January 2019 | UPDATED: 09:01 03 January 2019
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Haringey's council leader Joseph Ejiofor rang in the new year by sacking two former rivals from his cabinet, blaming "persistent and personal conflicts".
Cllrs Zena Brabazon and Peray Ahmet were fired from their cabinet briefs on New Year's Eve. They had led on health and adult social care, and the town hall's libraries and civic services respectively.
Cllrs Ahmet and Brabazon suggested their removals could have been down to policy disagreements.
But the Ham&High understands the town hall was also unhappy after a series of leaked emails over negotiations with Tottenham Hotspur over street cleaning services, purported to come from Cllr Brabazon. She has categorically denied this.
Cllr Ahmet told the Ham&High she was proud of her achievements in post and said: "I have fought very hard to commit to and maintain Osborne Grove [nursing home] and perhaps my strong stance has caused upset here, along with opposition to policies such as [a £35m investment] at Fortismere School."
Cllr Brabazon said: "He's the leader, it's his cabinet. I suspect it's to do with my opposition to his proposal to put money into Fortismere School."
She also expressed her thanks to the community groups she had worked with and said she had been "thrilled" to lead the town hall's new Fairness Commission.
Cllr Ejiofor confirmed that the council's policy on Osborne Grove remains unchanged despite the sackings. Gordon Peters, who was one of those who battled to keep the home open, said he was "sorry to see" Cllr Ahmet go and added: "It's always very concerning, as we have made progress in the last few months. I'd like to thank Peray for all her work."
Cllr Ejiofor said: "I'd like to put on record my thanks to Cllrs Ahmet and Brabazon for their contributions to this administration. However, they need to understand my need for a cabinet that works closer together to deliver our manifesto and the eradication of a number of persistent and personal conflicts."
Cllr Sarah James will take over on health, with Cllr Kaushika Amin replacing Cllr Brabazon on civic services.
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BrSTU is a member of AECEF (The Association of European Civil Engineering Faculties).
AECEF- is a non-governmental, apolitical, non-profit making organization. It was established in 1992 for cooperation, for exchange of technologies, research scholars, teachers, students and specialists between faculties of civil engineering of technical universities in different countries of the world (Belarus, Great Britain, Hungary, Greece, Denmark, Ireland, Italy, Canada, Lithuania, Poland, Portugal, Russia, Romania, Slovakia, Slovenia, Turkey, Ukraine, Finland, France, Croatia, the Czech Republic, and Estonia). The Board of Directors and the Secretariat of the Association are in Prague.
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• To ensure training and lecture tours to foreign universities for teachers, researchers and students.
Despite the current situation in the world the foreign students of BrSTU stay positive, support each other and make plans for the upcoming academic year.
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Iron Condors – The Comfort Zone (4 of 8)
The True Risk of Popular Trading Strategies
San Jose Options Mentoring presents the "Comfort Zone" when trading the famous Iron Condor.
Most people focus on the probability being so high on this trade, but is it has high as it appears to be? Watch this series of videos and make your own conclusion.
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Video Transcript
One, two, over 2 months is going up. Here, we're coming down and so on. I think we're starting to establish something here. Number one, we're establishing that the condor is very directional. We come over here and basically our comfort zone, it's very directional. The overall trade, again, 83%, but most of that probability is in the danger zone. It's an uncomfortable place to be. When we talk about comfort, again, it depends on what you're looking for. It depends on your style. My trading style is comfort. I'm looking for comfort and safety. Some of you may not care, some of you may be so aggressive, you're willing to take on all kinds of risks, you don't care about in through day gap or an overnight gap but I do. A lot of you out there do. A lot of you are looking for the same thing that I am, for comfort, to enjoy your life.
By looking at this, we can establish that the condor comfort zone is very small and it's very directional, it's sideways. We come over here, we see the market rarely go sideways. In fact, the market goes down and it goes up far more than it goes sideways. Probably three times, maybe four times as much. What does that tell us now? That tells us that we have a better chance of choosing either down or up than we have of choosing sideways.
How many of you can tell me when the market is going to go sideways? Is that easy to predict? If you look at this chart, it's harder to predict than down or up because number one: it only goes sideways 25% of the time than it goes up or down and not even that. if we consider, let's say, we have 26 times. Say 3 times out of about 30 moves, it's only 10%. Actually, over the last year, this market has only gone sideways about 10% of the time. If something only happens 10% of the time, how often are you going to be accurate in predicting a sideways market when it rarely happens. What does that tell me? That tells me that this condor comfort zone is very rare; it's a low probability trade. Only 10% of the time the market actually goes sideways. This zone, to begin with is very narrow. This trade here, and again we're talking about comfort and safety; it's a very low probability trade.
Let's talk about something else. We were talking about how the market could go down and up a lot more than it can go sideways than it does. This means that we can actually choose a directional trade much better and more consistently and we'll actually have more trades throughout the year. Throughout the year, we could have 9 times the trade or ten times as many of these trades if we add up the down trades and the up trades when compared to the sideways trades. We're really starting to establish some things here. Number one, a condor comfort zone is very low. It's a very small comfort zone. It's a low probability comfort zone type of trade. It's a trade that requires a lot of adjustments. Number two, there aren't too many opportunities to really have this trade go well during the year because the market really doesn't go sideways, it goes up or down. And number three, we've kind of established that we actually have more trades that would be directional throughout the year. If we simply follow supportive resistance, look how many times we could be right. When we hit resistance up here, when we hit support, it usually goes up. When we hit resistance and oftentimes it goes down…


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The Rpk is in good shape, theres a new engien in it but the bipod is broke.
4rpkmagg included.
The vest has 4 akmagg pockets, one butpack, pistolholster, one small pocket and one rpkmagg pocket with room for 4magg.
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We are looking for dedicated hardworking individuals to grow with us. The Spray Technician position is in our Wantage Facility and requires an individual to work flexible hours. If you have proven mechanical ability, auto body, spray painting or painting experience we welcome you to apply.
You will:
• Spray material (experience preferred)
• Mix liquid materials based on weight
• Take electrical measurements using Volt/Ohm Meter
• Inspect the product
Qualifications and Skills
• Basic Math including weighing a measuring
• Read and write English
• 20/20 eyesight with or without correction
• Close visual inspection of product
• Good dexterity in both hands
• Work with chemical solvents and other rubber materials.
Must be a United States Citizen
Job Type: Full-time
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HEALTH / NUTRITION"Detoxification is the missing link in Western nutrition. So many people and so many health conditions can benefit from the approach found in Dr. Vasey's The Detox Mono Diet."--Elson M. Haas, M.D., The Detox Doc, author of The New Detox Diet and Staying Healthy with NutritionThe grape cure, the lemon cure, the maple syrup cure, and the apple diet are all variations of mono diets that are based on restricting food intake to one food for a period of time. Using the famous Grape Cure pioneered by Johanna Brandt as his model, Christopher Vasey demonstrates why these restricted diets are so effective in healing illness and restoring optimum health. Despite the different nutritive qualities of the chosen food, all these diets work the same way: They help the body "burn" the waste products it contains to cleanse the internal cellular environment. They also keep the body's eliminatory organs open in order to prevent the buildup of toxins. While these cures are responsible for healing people of many serious illnesses, including cancer, their principal use lies in the way they naturally enhance the body's health by eliminating waste products and preventing the body from absorbing toxins during this process. The Detox Mono Diet is a practical guide that provides all the information necessary for following a detoxification regimen. To make the application most successful, the author explains how to interpret your body's reactions in a way that will allow you to adapt the cure to match your specific physiological needs, making your return to optimum health a unique journey.Christopher Vasey, N.D., is a naturopath specializing in detoxification and rejuvenation. He is the authorof The Water Prescription and the bestselling The Acid-Alkaline Diet for Optimum Health. He lives near Montreux, Switzerland.Vasey, Christopher is the author of 'Detox Mono Diet The Miracle Grape Cure And Other Cleansing Diets', published 2006 under ISBN 9781594771262 and ISBN 159477126X.[read more]
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Employment Opportunity
Technical Services Librarian
The Bishop Payne Library at Virginia Theological Seminary, a graduate school of theology in Alexandria, VA, seeks a full-time Technical Services Librarian. Duties include original and copy cataloguing in all formats; name and series authority work; training and supervising staff; overseeing system administration and technical processing. Additional duties include establishing department priorities; collecting and analyzing data; create reports; and serve as liaison between the department and other library staff regarding bibliographic control of library materials. This position will also serve as Librarian in Charge as needed. Some evening and week-end hours required.
The successful candidate must be knowledgeable of MARC formats, RDA, Library of Congress Subject Headings and the Library of Congress classification system. An ALA-accredited master's degree in library science is required. Ability to move library materials up to 35 pounds required.
Educational background in theology, church history, or Biblical studies preferred. 2 years of cataloging experience preferred. Supervisory experience preferred. Experience with Innovative Interfaces library system preferred.
Those interested in applying are invited to submit a resume and cover letter by May 15, 2016.
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- Requests for information on a toxic product;
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Situations where the poison control centre does NOT answer questions
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In summary
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LKG | Thimiru Kaattaadha Di Video Song | RJ Balaji, Priya Anand | Leon James | K.R. Prabhu
Vels Film International "Dr.Ishari K. Ganesh" Presents #LKG
#ThimiruKaattaadhaDi Video Song | #LKG is an upcoming Indian Tamil political satire film directed by K.R. Prabhu on his directorial debut. The film stars #RJBalaji and #PriyaAnand in the main lead roles while #JKRithesh & #NanjilSampath has also landed an important role in the film. The film is produced by Ishari K. Ganesh under his production banner Vels Film International. #LeonJames has been roped into score music for the film while Pa Vijay and popular fimmaker Vignesh Shivan are roped into pen lyrics for the songs.
Song- Thimiru Kaattaadha Di
Music - Leon James
Lyrics - Vignesh Shivn
Singer - Sathyaprakash & Leon James
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Acoustic Guitar - Keba Jeremiah
Percussions - Krishna Kishor
Flute - Vishnu Vijay
Piano, Synthesizers & Drum Programming - Leon James
Assistant Producer - Rupendar Venkatesh
Vocal Producer - Lijesh Kumar
Recording Engineers - Avinash (20 dB studio ), Mani Ratnam ( Tapass Studio ) , Vishnu & Abin ( Krimson Avenue )
Music Co-Ordinator - Roshan Doshi
Mixed by Prithvi Chandrasekar at Krimson Avenue Studios
Mastered by Prithvi Chandraksekar & Leon James at Krimson Avenue Studios
Music Composed, Produced & Arranged by Leon James
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Starring: RJ Balaji, Priya Anand, J.K. Rithesh & Nanjil Sampath
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15481 East 2000 N Rd
Pontiac, IL 61764
Used 2015 Heartland North Trail 32BUDS
You will love traveling with your family in this spacious and convenient North Trail King slide travel trailer 32BUDS by Heartland RV. There is so much to get excited about, like the outdoor camp kitchen, swivel TV for bedroom and living area viewing, and bunkhouse, not to mention the king size slide out in the main living space.
Enter and find the master bedroom up front featuring a queen size bed with overhead storage, nightstands and shirt wardrobes on either side. Enjoy watching TV by swiveling the living area TV 180 degrees when you retire for the evening.
In the main kitchen and living room space you have the large slide out with super u-shaped dinette and sofa, both with overhead cabinets. Each can be made into additional sleeping also.
Cook your favorite meals and snacks easily in the kitchen with refrigerator, three burner range, and double sink for cleanup. There is also overhead cabinets, drawers and cabinets below for storage, and a small pantry located just off the dinette slide.
The bathroom features a convenient tub/shower, toilet, and vanity with sink, plus linen cabinet and overhead.
The rear is where the kids will want to hang out. There is a sofa slide with bunk above on the right as you enter. On the opposite side you will find storage space with cabinets, drawers and shelves, plus a space for a TV, and a bunk bed above.
Outdoors beneath the 3rd bunk there is a camp kitchen featuring a refrigerator, counter space with a swivel out counter, and so much more!
Sleeps 10, Fiberglass Exterior, Power Jacks, Air Conditioner, 15' Power Awning.
Stock# 290573
Interior Color: TAN
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|8 ft
|Ext Height
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|36 gals
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|37 gals
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|37 gals
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Heartland Recreational Vehicles LLC, Elkhart, Ind., was founded in 2003 by a quintet of RV veterans. Their philosophy is lower numbers mean a better market and better dealers. That was one of the reasons why all of them left their previous companies to bring Heartland RV to the public.
The first product created by Heartland was a high-end fifth wheel. The LANDMARK which was aimed at extended-stay RVers who spend a lot of time in their coaches at one location was picked to create first on purpose because it was going to be the hardest to build and they wanted to prove that they could do it and do it right.
In 2006, Heartland broke ground on a new 110,000 sq. ft. production facility with a new corporate office structure attached. By the spring of 2006, Heartland had moved into the Top Ten 5th wheel manufacturers, and by the end of the year were solidly #8 with their eyes toward the #5 spot. Heartland was again poised for growth and launched the BIG COUNTRY 5th wheel and RAZOR toy hauler.
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Not a great day for George Osborne. The allegations about what he and CCHQ CEO Andrew Feldman said to Russia's richest man are hardly helpful to the Conservative cause. The allegations follow a testing time for Mr Osborne. The Telegraph, in particular, has been questioning George Osborne's effectiveness during the economic crisis.
ConservativeHome has had its differences with Mr Osborne – on matching Labour's spending, green taxes and the dynamic effects of taxation – but we recognise his indispensable contributions to the renewal of the Conservative Party. We thought it a good time to remember ten of them:
- David Davis was hot favourite to win the 2005 Tory leadership race but he didn't. George Osborne ran David Cameron's insurgent leadership campaign; a campaign which won him ConservativeHome's 2006 Campaign of the Year award. George Osborne's political skills are extraordinary. It's one of the reasons Mandelson wants to damage him. Labour understands the centrality of Mr Osborne to the Conservatives' election hopes.
- George Osborne recruited Andy Coulson as the party's head of communications. The former News of the World Editor has been an essential driver of the party's improved press operation.
- When the Conservative Party was at its weakest under David Cameron's leadership – during Brown's honeymoon – it was George Osborne who crushed the über-moderniser thesis and insisted the party start talking more about crime and immigration. His recent switch to a more incentive-based approach to the environment fits with this pattern.
- The Shadow Chancellor's greatest moment came at the Conservative Party Conference in 2007 when he announced the effective abolition of inheritance tax. It transformed the Tory opinion poll position and was decisive in stopping an election that Brown might easily have won. The Spectator fairly described that IHT announcement as "the single most effective policy ever announced by the Conservatives in Opposition".
- When the Boris campaign was adrift in the autumn of 2007 it was Osborne that encouraged changes in the campaign strategy and staffing. The recruitment of Lynton Crosby as effective head of the campaign was an important 'Osborne call'.
- Over the last year George Osborne led Tory opposition to Labour's abolition of the 10p tax band. He recommended that it be front-and-centre during the party's campaign to win Crewe and Nantwich. As John Redwood has noted, it was George who first dubbed Brown's 10p budget as the tax con, not tax cut budget.
- George Osborne also came up with the "Labour didn't fix the roof while the sun was shining" soundbite. Few soundbites have done more to nail Labour for its failure to use the 'boom years' to prepare us for today's tough challenges.
- The Shadow Chancellor is a big convert to the social justice agenda. In the most impressive speech of his time as Treasury spokesman, to the CPS in the summer, he explained the many links between the weakness of society and the growth of government. The party's social reform agenda is more necessary in a recession, not less.
- The two year council tax freeze – announced at this year's Party Conference – won't save Britain from recession but it will be an important vote winner on the doorstep.
- There are also many other good economic policies he has overseen. Top of the list would be the plan for tax simplification, the fair fuel stabiliser and new powers for the Bank of England.
ConHome's first post of 2008 identified George Osborne as "the Conservative politician to watch in 2008". We paid tribute to his considerable skills but we also warned against his tendency to become too political:
"It is now important that many more voters want to trust him with the nation's finances. He needs to look in charge of his brief. Solid. Reassuring. With policies to reverse Britain's declining competitiveness. He is pursuing promising ideas on tax simplification, IT's transformative effect on government and financial regulation. We need to hear much more about those and less of what George Osborne thinks about Labour's day-to-day political woes. 2008 is the year in which George Osborne must become the nation's Chancellor-in-waiting."
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Honor V8 is official: a P9 Plus at half the price?
Honor, a Huawei subsidiary, has just launched a new device similar to one of Huawei's latest flagships, but at half the price. The Honor V8, available for purchase in China from May 17, features a similar design, dual rear-camera setup, and internal specifications as the Huawei P9 Plus.
The Honor V8 price starts from around $350 for the 32 GB version (with a 1080p display) and $430 for the 64 GB variant. Meanwhile, the P9 Plus costs the equivalent of around $850 for the 64 GB variant.
Further specs include:
- 3,500 mAh battery
- Octa-core Kirin 950 processor
- 12 MP dual rear cameras with laser autofocus
- 8 MP front-facing camera
- Fingerprint recognition
- Bluetooth 4.2, NFC, and USB-C port
- MicroSD card support
- 64 GB internal storage space
You can pre-order the Honor V8 in platinum gold, champagne gold, rose gold, and glacier silver from today.
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Female vocalist, Dencia called out veteran on-screen character, Richard Mofe-Damijo, over a post he shared on Instagram about discovering genuine satisfaction throughout everyday life.
Richard Mofe-Damijo in his post expressed that having a butt growth or boobs lift, in addition to other things, don't ensure genuine bliss.
"Having been there and done that, I can tell you for free that weight loss, weight gain, butt enlargement, boob lift, marriage, buying/building your own house, having kids, wearing expensive clothes and shoes CANNOT make you truly happy. Mostly, the things we do to show others we are beautiful, made, tough and/or connected are things that magnify our insecurities. A man who is secure in himself has no urge to flaunt wealth, I'm yet to see Alh. Dangote post a picture of his "machines" or of him "chilling in his private jet". A woman who is secure in her looks has no urge to go under the knife for enhancement, think Michelle Obama. True happiness comes from knowing who you are (self discovery) and loving yourself, "even though…" Anyone who can live without caring about the validation of others is the one who has found true happiness" RMD wrote on his IG page
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Dencia didn't concur and came for RMD:
"RMD is older than my dad, I mean 10 years older, I'll be so embarrassed if my dad was on the internet talking like this. All these folks steady loosing cool points cos of SM. Parents need to stop this SM bants. Why are you 57 a man commenting about boobs and butts lifts? Truths is he ain't lying, cosmetic surgery doesn't make you feel any better about urself, that's why people keep going and doing it over and over again but still I don't want to it to be him talking about it" Dencia wrote