<?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-1935284764607768326</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:53:41.948-05:00</updated><category term='drama'/><category term='sex'/><category term='menstruation'/><category term='cybersex'/><category term='foreplay'/><category term='penis'/><category term='lube'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='oral sex'/><category term='this blog'/><category term='boys'/><category term='feeling sexy'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='dating'/><category term='stories'/><category term='naked'/><category term='last night'/><category term='storytime'/><category term='photos'/><category term='love'/><category term='anal play'/><category term='weight'/><title type='text'>The Notorious V.A.G.</title><subtitle type='html'>This baby wants to talk about sex.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-3957440872377880280</id><published>2007-08-08T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:40:27.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Home</title><summary type='text'>Thanks Blogger, it's been fun, but I am officially back at my old spot and happy to be there.If you'd like to keep reading, find me at http://notoriousv.wordpress.comThanks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3957440872377880280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=3957440872377880280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/3957440872377880280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/3957440872377880280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/08/going-home.html' title='Going Home'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-3128192384054779267</id><published>2007-08-07T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:41:37.684-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this blog'/><title type='text'>Well, It Was Worth A Shot</title><summary type='text'>Okay kids, my experiment is over.  I tried blogger, and it was okay.  But I raked in a total of $3 bucks in two months from my ads, and that's just not really worth it.  I miss the Wordpress features, and how much prettier the site was.. so from now on you can find me at my old site address at http://notoriousv.wordpress.com.  I'm really sorry if you have to change bookmarks.I really appreciate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/3128192384054779267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=3128192384054779267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/3128192384054779267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/3128192384054779267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/08/well-it-was-worth-shot.html' title='Well, It Was Worth A Shot'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-4120022545001829227</id><published>2007-08-06T20:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:31:01.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Thing?</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I've been MIA for the past couple days everyone.  It's been busy, emotional, and completely insane.Last night I was at Roseboy's, wrapped in the fuzziest blanket from the waist down, wrapped in his hairy arms from the waist up. My head half on his shoulder, half on the pillow, my lips slightly below and behind his ear, kissing and kissing.I whispered in his ear, against all my better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/4120022545001829227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=4120022545001829227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/4120022545001829227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/4120022545001829227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/08/real-thing.html' title='The Real Thing?'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-7877436867807798220</id><published>2007-08-03T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T16:56:36.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photo Graphic Possibilities</title><summary type='text'>Traditionally, whenever my hit counter jumped another 10,000 I try to show my gratitude by posting some pictures of one various body part or another.  It's strange because even though I started the hit counter on this site at the same point as the one on my original site, but this one isn't growing nearly as fast as my old one.  Maybe it's because I'm not getting as many hits from Google searches</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/7877436867807798220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=7877436867807798220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/7877436867807798220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/7877436867807798220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-graphic-possibilities.html' title='Photo Graphic Possibilities'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-1781994181720458834</id><published>2007-07-31T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:21:34.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menstruation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anal play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lube'/><title type='text'>Period Sex.</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I've been with anyone who wanted to have sex while I was on the rag.  Roseboy is more than willing, and that's fun.Now, I know I have mentioned The Keeper before, but not gone into much detail.  A detailed post about it is to follow, I promise, but a quick note about it is this:  with the Keeper, you can receive oral sex on your period.  Yup.  Believe it.  The Keeper </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1781994181720458834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=1781994181720458834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/1781994181720458834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/1781994181720458834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/period-sex.html' title='Period Sex.'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-5683415665870023203</id><published>2007-07-31T09:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:21:19.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menstruation'/><title type='text'>Home Free</title><summary type='text'>I come running into the room to find him sitting on my bed.  I jump up, straddling him, and take his face in my hands and kiss him hard."I'm so happy!"  I say, as he diligently lifts off my shirt."Why's that?""I got my period!!!"And five minutes later he was shirtless too and we were rolling around the bed, kissing all of our favorite places. I suddenly look up.  "Whew.""You were really worried </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/5683415665870023203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=5683415665870023203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/5683415665870023203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/5683415665870023203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/home-free.html' title='Home Free'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-5521285256870045330</id><published>2007-07-28T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:33:39.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menstruation'/><title type='text'>Anxious</title><summary type='text'>This week I have felt very anxious.  It started that night I mentioned a couple posts ago when I just lost control of my emotions and let the boy see a little more crazy than I had planned.  Things went basically back to normal after that, except not completely.  I've still felt very anxious all week.For almost two weeks now, my nipples have been extremely sensitive, if not in pain.  They are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/5521285256870045330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=5521285256870045330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/5521285256870045330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/5521285256870045330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/anxious.html' title='Anxious'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-5285259142286810402</id><published>2007-07-26T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T23:43:09.869-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><title type='text'>Private Nudity</title><summary type='text'>I have GOT to stop walking around my house naked.Okay, so maybe I'm not always naked.  Sometimes pants, belt, and bra.  And sometimes at night a t-shirt and underwear.  And sometimes just underwear.  And sometimes just socks.But the point is that this is my family's house!  My parents and lil brother are walking around at all times.  Up until recently I've restricted my nude wanderings to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/5285259142286810402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=5285259142286810402' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/5285259142286810402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/5285259142286810402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/private-nudity.html' title='Private Nudity'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-2073944008379817104</id><published>2007-07-24T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T08:55:22.218-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menstruation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Hey hormones!  You suck!</title><summary type='text'>Things continue to be on the up-and-up with Roseboy.  The other night we had one of those amazing nights where we talked about our feelings, and got to admit how much we like each other. Most of our statements were prefaced by the phrases: "I don't want you to think I'm a freak, but..." or "I'm probably going to scare you away, but..." It's funny to think that nowadays it makes you a freak to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2073944008379817104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=2073944008379817104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/2073944008379817104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/2073944008379817104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-hormones-you-suck.html' title='Hey hormones!  You suck!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-820531955710097068</id><published>2007-07-22T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:06:27.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Stomach Turns</title><summary type='text'>Harry Potter should have been the most exciting part of my day today.  I made sure I got done everything else I needed do because I was sure I wouldn't be able to tear myself away from the book for anything less than a level 5 earthquake.And then, a mere 30 pages in, Roseboy calls.I had taken the dustjacket off to protect it, and when I jumped to answer the phone, I accidentally creased it down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/820531955710097068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=820531955710097068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/820531955710097068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/820531955710097068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/stomach-turns.html' title='Stomach Turns'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-200164141418882134</id><published>2007-07-18T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T17:08:56.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>Sitting on Faces</title><summary type='text'>Just yesterday, I was reading My Favourite Life's post about sixty-nining, and although it had been on my mind for a while, it cemented for me that the 69 would be Rose Boy and my next adventure.Last night we spent some time hanging out in town, back at that spot of our magical night, and said sweet things to each other, which led to kissing, when led to me needing him in my bed that instant.  (I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/200164141418882134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=200164141418882134' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/200164141418882134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/200164141418882134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/sitting-on-faces.html' title='Sitting on Faces'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-8323014768598223180</id><published>2007-07-18T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T08:38:33.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last night'/><title type='text'>Teaser</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  Okay, wow.  Last night?  Wow. I can't tell you about it now though, because I have to get to work.  But you can bet I'll have a veritable bank of mental images to shudder over all day.  Mmmmm....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/8323014768598223180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=8323014768598223180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/8323014768598223180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/8323014768598223180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/teaser.html' title='Teaser'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-4161855023981049983</id><published>2007-07-16T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T17:36:29.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>And a little drama for good measure.</title><summary type='text'>So this past weekend, after Rose boy and I had sex for the first time, I went on an all-out CRAZYFEST that could probably have won me a spot in One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.The next morning I emailed Rose boy to tell him what a good time I had.  He didn't write back.  So I started wondering if something was off, and yes, now that I thought about it, something had seemed off that night, and hmm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/4161855023981049983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=4161855023981049983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/4161855023981049983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/4161855023981049983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-little-drama-for-good-measure.html' title='And a little drama for good measure.'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-1632498459608993772</id><published>2007-07-13T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T09:52:34.378-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>Little Miss Goldicocks</title><summary type='text'>The other night Rose Boy and I had sex for the first time.But before we even get there... oh man... my vag is shuddering just thinking about it.  He ate me out.  And boy howdy was is good!  This kid knows what he's doing, even though he doesn't claim to.  He teased me for quite a while, licking, biting, sucking on my thighs, stomach, and occasionally grazing my lips with his tongue.  I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1632498459608993772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=1632498459608993772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/1632498459608993772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/1632498459608993772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-miss-goldicocks.html' title='Little Miss Goldicocks'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-1953246968381587707</id><published>2007-07-12T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T00:15:51.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>What's on the Menu</title><summary type='text'>Since I met Rose boy, I've been living off of these things:-Breakfast.-Lunch.-Sweat.-Ear nibbles.-Nipple sucking.-Skin biting.-Saliva.-Cum.Things I haven't been eating:-Dinner.-Snacks.Since we got together (albeit it's only been four days) I have had very little time to eat, passing up dinner and afternoon snacking to consume him each night.  Even tonight, the first night I haven't seen him, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/1953246968381587707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=1953246968381587707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/1953246968381587707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/1953246968381587707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-on-menu.html' title='What&apos;s on the Menu'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-6034397066864846752</id><published>2007-07-11T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:55:53.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>The Stuff of Stories</title><summary type='text'>Tonight is a night I will remember for the rest of my life.I wasn't planning on seeing Rose Boy.  I saw him the past two nights, and I have work, and asking him to hang out again could be interpreted as clingy or needy or obsessive... but I figured a friendly text wasn't out of the question.  And then he invited me out, just for a little while.A little while turned into the third night in a row </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/6034397066864846752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=6034397066864846752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/6034397066864846752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/6034397066864846752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/stuff-of-stories.html' title='The Stuff of Stories'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-2750130230672011514</id><published>2007-07-10T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T09:30:30.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytime'/><title type='text'>Perfect Guys and Not So Perfect Timing</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I wasn't able to update for a couple days... I was too busy making out with a GORGEOUS boy.Yes, my date with Rose Boy went really well.  We walked around town a bit, and then decided to go watch a movie back at his apartment.  And it was a good time.  And then we made out for around four hours.Here is what first tipped me off about the amazing Mr. Rose Boy:He has this book, my Bible.Yes, he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/2750130230672011514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=2750130230672011514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/2750130230672011514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/2750130230672011514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/perfect-guys-and-not-so-perfect-timing.html' title='Perfect Guys and Not So Perfect Timing'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-8161479750880639035</id><published>2007-07-08T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:02:03.201-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cybersex'/><title type='text'>Internet Dating... Round Three</title><summary type='text'>My first experience with it led to a one-year relationship with ChCh.  It turned out to be a horrible relationship, but it was still a serious thing that came of internet dating.  It started, of course, with phone sex.  Then we met in person.I fooled around with OKCupid for a little while, and worked up the nerve to meet The Giant.  That started with phone sex too.  And it turned out to be a one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/8161479750880639035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=8161479750880639035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/8161479750880639035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/8161479750880639035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/internet-dating-round-three.html' title='Internet Dating... Round Three'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935284764607768326.post-4162182895471383347</id><published>2007-07-08T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T16:33:37.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this blog'/><title type='text'>Is it possible?</title><summary type='text'>Is it possible to successfully switch from Wordpress to Blogger?Is it possible to continue a blog when I can't import my old posts?  Is it possible to keep my readers?  Is it possible to maintain my anonymity if I can't password-protect individual posts? I want to try switching to Blogger so I can use Adsense and try to use this blog to earn some extra cash for my upcoming year in Europe.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/feeds/4162182895471383347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935284764607768326&amp;postID=4162182895471383347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/4162182895471383347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935284764607768326/posts/default/4162182895471383347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notvag.blogspot.com/2007/07/is-it-possible.html' title='Is it possible?'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14207955623483863041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/343704213_8ddc52dd85_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
