Gmail blocks use of “IIT” in usernames to remove discrimination

Responding to a long pending demand of Engineers’ Rights activists (a disputed subset of Human Rights activists), Gmail has decided to ban the use of ‘iit’ in its usernames as the practice was seen discriminatory towards non-IIT engineers of India.

“There is a huge population of non-IIT engineers in India, in fact, they are in majority and they are also quite talented. But their Gmail usernames causes other people to become judgmental,” Vikkas Kapoor, one of the activists explained the “discrimination” due to ‘iit’ in Gmail usernames, “People take it for granted that abc@gmail.com will be dumber than abc_iit@gmail.com!”

Vikkas claimed that last year a girl had accepted his chat request on Google Chat after he changed his username from cool_vikkas@gmail.com to vikkas.iitd@gmail.com

“Such discriminations are being promoted by Google because they are allowing such characters in the username,” he complained.

While Google agreed that such problems exist, the search engine giant cited some other reasons too for their decision to ban ‘iit’ in usernames.

“Not just the IITs, the larger engineers’ community of India had started following the trend of using college names in their mail-id. This has led to creation of extra-long usernames because of the long and complicated names private engineering colleges. It was adding strain to our servers,” a Google official told Faking News.

“We believe that by barring the IITians, we might start a new trend where engineering college students start removing the name of their colleges in their Gmail usernames,” the official hoped.

The decision has got mixed response from different sections of the society. Majority of engineers and the Left parties have given it a thumbs up, calling it a giant step toward social equality.

However, it seems that Google’s move hasn’t been welcomed in their own backyard because of many IITians working in the company. Some market analyst even fear that Google may have to pay for this in their next recruitment drive at IIT campuses.

“I don’t think these are real issues of concern for Google. Leave aside the Gmail username, a guy will change his whole name to get that hefty pay package!” an analyst provided the counterview.

The decision by Google has also been mired in political controversy as a Congress leader alleged that Google was playing favoritism politics and was trying to gather the support of huge non-IIT population of country.

“IIT population was already poached by BJP or Team Anna and now the rest are being targeted by Google! There is a clear foreign hand behind it,” a Congress leader claimed as he requested Kapil Sibal to put more restriction on Google and the IITs.

Meanwhile Google has asked all Gmail users with ‘iit’ in their username to change their email ids as soon as possible, failing which the ‘iit’ in their email ids will automatically be replaced with ‘iipm’.

Getting seduced by friend's girlfriend

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Health risks of wearing a bra

Women could be putting their health at risk by wearing bras, researchers have warned. A study by two British surgeons found they are more likely to suffer regular breast pain, which has been linked to breast cancer.

There is already international evidence that cultures where women do not wear bras are free of the cancer. The British research was carried out by Professor Robert Mansel, of Cardiff's University Hospital of Wales, and Simon Cawthorn, from Frenchay Hospital in Bristol.

They asked 100 premenopausal women to go without a bra for three months then return to wearing one for another three months and record any differences.

Their diaries showed that, on average, the number of totally pain-free days went up by 7 per cent when the women stopped wearing a bras.

Several separate studies have shown a link between breast pain and breast cancer. French researchers found women with monthly breast pain were twice as likely to develop the disease.

It is estimated that two in five British women suffer from breast pain, with some also having cysts. The pain can leave breasts feeling extremely tender, restrict movement and stop women from picking up their children.
Professor Mansel said: 'I know women who are unable to work because of breast pain. It's very common but very hard to treat.'

Medical anthropologist Sydney Singer has claimed that, across the world, breast cancer is a problem only in cultures where women wear bras.

He believes tight bras cause congestion in the lymph nodes - a vital part of the immune system and the body's first line of defence against the spread of cancer

Professor Mansel and Mr Cawthorn agree there is no evidence that wearing a bra brings any medical benefit. But the charity Breast Cancer Care warned women to be sceptical about the research.

A spokesman said last night: 'This study could frighten a lot of women, as most women in this country wear bras. It is certainly a very interesting study but it is a very small one, so any theories coming out of it really do need to be treated with caution.'

Yelp Gets a Negative Review

I have been a Yelp fan for years, but as other online customer review platforms have gotten better at assisting business owners, Yelp has gotten worse – in fact, down right awful.

The concept is a good one; allow customers to review a business that they have visited by giving it both a description of their experience and a rating of one to five stars. Yelp has also gone out of its way to limit the number of fake reviews with its highly secretive review algorithm. The algorithm detects if users set up duplicate accounts, it recognizes when fake reviews are posted and often filters reviews from a business’ competitors. The folks at Yelp have spent a long time developing this algorithm and have performed a lot of testing to distinguish between a real review and a fake one.

As other review platforms such as Google Places, Kudzu and Angie’s List continue to upgrade their system, Yelp has made very little improvements. Indeed, their interface and search results are as full of holes today as they were years ago.



For example, their review filtering system lacks so much flexibility that businesses often have as many filtered reviews (customer reviews that are filtered from view because Yelp does not believe them to be legitimate) as visible reviews. It’s important to maintain the integrity of a review platform, but it’ frustrating to ask customers to review your business only to have those legitimate reviews hidden from view time after time.

When it comes to a lack of flexibility, Yelp’s advertising is as rigid as its review algorithm. Yelp sales Reps like to assert how Google is a place where consumers go to perform research and Yelp is where they go to purchase. This, they believe, gives them an edge over Google in promoting their banner ads. Yelp ads don’t compare to the flexibility of Google, however. In fact, they’re not even in the same ball park. Google offers in depth analytical data and gives an advertiser more options to manipulate an ad then they can ever use. Yelp does none of this. A Yelp ad is placed on a page completely at Yelp’s discretion, not the advertiser’s.

Probably the worst part of Yelp is its customer support, which is almost non-existent. If a business has an issue with their listing, there is no phone number or email which to report the issue. There is only a submission form with a drop down list of categories. If a consumer’s problem does not fit within one of those categories then the form does not get submitted. Yelp is clearly not interested in helping business owners who do not advertise with them.

What Yelp forgets is that businesses are relying more and more on customer reviews. But these are not just businesses. They are business owners – mostly small business owners. People. Yelp’s negligence and lack of respect for business owners reveals an ugly discontent for any improvement that does not lead to more advertising dollars.

Online customer review platforms allow consumers to hold businesses more accountable. With such accountability, however, comes responsibility on the part of the platform to provide accurate information and to not stand in the way of good businesses. Unfortunately for Yelp, this is an area for which they receive only one star.

Twitter's Lawsuits Against Spam Tool Providers Could Easily Backfire

It's no secret that there's a fair bit of spam on Twitter -- which is annoying -- and it's nice to know that Twitter knows this is an issue that it needs to fight. But I'm a bit concerned by the news that it's now suing spamming tool providers as well as some spammers. Going after the spammers directly for terms of service violations makes sense and they're fair game. But going after tools providers? That seems risky. I'm reminded of a very similar situation from a few years ago, in which Craigslist went after spam tool providers as well. Some of the details there raised significant questions -- most specifically in Craigslist arguing that service providers could and should be liable for actions of their users. That approach rejects the core concept behind protection from secondary liability -- something that's been quite important to tons of internet sites over the years, including Craigslist and Twitter.

I recognize how tempting it is to go after the tools providers over spam. But just as we don't blame Twitter or Craigslist for how users use (or abuse) their system, those companies shouldn't blame tools providers for the actions of their users either. At the very least, I could see it coming back (in a big, bad way) to haunt Twitter, by giving opponents in lawsuits the ability to point to Twitter's own claims against these tool providers to suggest that it, too, should be liable for the actions of its users. From the details (embedded below), it appears that Twitter is arguing that all users breached the terms of service -- and it carefully notes that each of the software providers have registered accounts -- meaning they agreed to the terms at some point. I understand why it's being argued this way, but I'm not sure it makes sense. The terms apply to that account, not everything that someone with an account does outside of the account. Twitter also claims that the spamware providers are involved in tortious interference with a contract as well as fraud and "unlaweful, unfair and fraudulent business practices" under California law.

To its credit, Twitter does not go as far as Craigslist did in its anti-spam lawsuits -- which actually tried to use copyright and trademark law, as well as claiming that violations of terms of service are a violation of the Computer Fraud and Abuse Act. Thankfully, Twitter avoids going down those paths where those very specific laws might come back to haunt it -- and sticking with slightly more defensible claims.

While I'm incredibly sympathetic towards Twitter's position here, and the goal of stomping out spammers, I still find it troubling in a few ways. Twitter can and should (absolutely) look at ways to kill spammer accounts and to block spamming tools through technological means. It's when things go legal that it could get tricky. While my heart wants them to win -- I still fear that the arguments that the service provider itself is guilty because their tools are used for spamming floats a little too close to arguments about whether or not Twitter is responsible for how its users use Twitter.

Shalini watching mother getting fucked - II

For quite few days I could not get any opportunity to talk regarding this with my mother. But, every night between 11 and 12 I used to check on her and almost every night I found her enjoying with Kameshwar Uncle. My anger was slowly turning into lust and I became a die hard fan of that throbbing dick. In day time also I used to get wet thinking about how sturdily he fucks my mother.

I had started developing a rivalary with my mother till one night I heard him complimenting my figure. He said ' Rekha, shalini mast maal taiyar ho rahi hai '. My mother protested and said ' uski taraf dekha toh mu noch lungi, meri beti hai '. He said ' toh kya, kahin likha hai ki maa beti ko ek ke baad ek, ya ek saath nahi choda jaa sakta ' and he laughed and started banging my mother's pussy with all his might.

I observed that my mother from the very next day would try her level best to keep me away from him. Her next step was to stop me from wearing mini skirts, jeans and tops, or to put in one phrase all western wears. It irked me and now I had mentally decided that come what may be but I would definately get Kameshwar uncle's magnificient dick.

I kept on planning but none of my plans turned into reality. I passed my board exams with good marks and then my protective mother issued another dictat that I would be joining all girls college. We had a big fight and even Kameshwar uncle took her side. Then an opportunity came my way.

That day my mother, confident of having tamed me and Kameshwar uncle's desire went to kitty party at about 11 a.m. I was confident that she would not return before another 4 to 5 hours. When Kameshwar uncle came for lunch, I served him with gloomy look on my face. He asked me ' shalini, kya hua, chehra uttara hua kyon hai '.

At first I gave him lame excuses and then blurted ' Uncle, mujhe samaj mein nahi aata ki mom mujhe western clothes kyon nahi pehennay deti, aap hi batao usme kya burai hai '. He responded immediately by saying ' koi galat baat nahi hai '. I continued for a while on western clothing and then invited him to see for himself if they are improper.

He gladly accepted and soon he was in my room. I showed him a mini skirt and a top and asked him what is bad in it. He said nothing bad, then he paused for a moment and said ' teri maa ko shayad tu isme aachi nahi lagti hogi'. I offered to wear it so that he can pass a judgement. I felt lust in his looks and he agreed. I wore that dress and came in front of me.

That mini skirt exposed my flawless fair silky skin and outlined my shapely ass. The tops outlined my 34 D size breast. He looked at me lustily and said ' shalini, tu mast lag rahi hai ' but did'nt make any advance. He then asked me to wear a high heel sandal and commented that I would look more beautiful.

I was not having any high heel so he quickly went to my mother's room and brought one for me. I delibrately fell down after wearing those sandals so that he can touch me. I felt his strong hands holding my waist while I said ' uncle, pair me moch aa gayi lagta hai '. He lifted me in his arms and I pressed my boobs on his chest to arouse him.

He then gently put me on bed and held my ankle with one hand and the other slided up to my knee. I shivered at his touch while he asked me ' aaram hua '. I said yes uncle. He removed my sandals and gently pressed my ankle. It gave me good pleasure. He then asked me ' aur kahin toh chot nahi lagi '.

I grabbed it with both hands and said ' woh uncle, halka kalka kamar mein bhi dard ho raha hai '. He looked at me and expectantly said ' main massage kar dun kya '. I did'nt say anything and posed as if I am in great pain. He asked me ' kahan hai tera body oil '. I said ' nahi, rehne dijiye aapko dikkat hogi ' and pointed towards dressing table.

After getting oil he said ' shalini, ulta let jaa, tops ko upar kheench le aur skirt dheela kar le, kuch hi der mein bahut aaram milega '. My heart was pounding and I was getting wet in anticipation. I did as instructed. He took some time and I looked back and saw him removing his T shirt. He smiled and said ' aata hun, T shirt kharab na ho jaye is liye utaar liya '.

When he came and poured oil on my back I felt his naked legs as his hands began massaging my back. After quite some time his hands slowly slided down and I felt his fingers over my ass. The pleasure was unbelievable. He then whispered ' pura massage kar du ' and I just kept silent.

Slowly I felt his hands unhooking my bra and his hands roaming freely all around my back giving me immense pleasure. Then, I felt sensous presence of his fingers on side of my body. I, instinctively folded my arms and covered by boobs and his fingers kept on sensously roaming on my bare back. He then whispered seductively ' shalini aaraam mil raha hai na '.

I just closed my eyes and did'nt reply. He then gradually kept on sliding my tops till it got stuck in my arms. He again whispered ' shalini, dar mat, bahut majaa aayega and his little nudge and I allowed him to remove my tops and bra. My entire back was bare. He kept on with his 10 fingers roaming my bare back and I was feeling my nipples getting harder and harder and fluids flowing down there in my vagina.

After a while he started pulling down my mini and panty together. Neither of us was saying a word and both were breathing hot. Once I was totally nude a strange anxiety occupied me. I felt his legs on my legs slowly rubbing and he came to my side. Then I felt his cock poking me and he must have removed his jockeys while playing around with me.

He then gently put me in spoon position and his throbbing cock rubbed my ass while one of his hand gently cupped my melons and the other gently kept on massaging my navel area. My nipples found solace under the mild pressure of his palms and as his tongue lapped my earlobes, making me feel his hot breath, I could not help myself emitting a moan uuuuuuuuuuuummmmmm.

With his legs he put one of my leg over his body and I felt one iron hot rod slowly rubbing over my vagina lips. The pleasure was exponentially increasing with his every action. My entire body was in contact with his entire body and I was feeling his heat and prayed to god that this continues till eternity.

He started rubbing his face on my arms and even though he was clean shaved, I felt little roughness and that too was very pleasurable. I raised my arms so that he can kiss me but he licked my armpit. I needed to vent out my pleasure and emitted a long moan uuuummmm aaaaahhhhhhh ooooohhhhhhhhh as he played and played with my body.

He then turned me and kissed my lips, sucking out all the juices from it and then went to my nipples and sucked them. I kept on moaning uuuummm aaaaaahhhhh uncccleee aaammmmmmmm hhhhaaaaauuu eeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiii aaaahhhhhhh oooohhhh as he licked my whole body till he reached my vagina.

He then kept on licking my vagina, driving me crazy and I was literally feeling weightless and flying high. Kameshwar uncle kissed and licked and sucked almost my entire body, starting from earlobes to my feet, my every finger, my palm, my neck and nothing was left. I was dripped in his saliva.

He got up and poured lot of oil on his dick and asked me to massage his dick. As I opened my eyes to that magnificient dick he said ' isko lund kehte hai, bolo mujhe uncle apne lund say jannat ki sair karwaao '. I massaged and he held my hairs and said ' bolo '. I spoke ' mujhe aapka lund us din say chaiye tha jis din maine aapko apni maa ko chodtay dekha uncle, ab usi lund say mujhe bhi chodo '.

He immediately came on top of me and positioned his cock and said ' dekh ek baar mein hi pura ghusaaunga and thrust himself on me. Partially due to my wetness and partially because of the oil on his lund he entered me fully in one stroke. The feeling was new to me, it was like something got stretched inside me and I felt my hollowness being filled up.
He held my ass tightly while his entire body was on me and he licked my face. Then he started pumping me. His thrust were so powerful that it shook me like I was sitting on a vibrator and my moans due to the pleasure were coming like aaaaaaaaannnnnnn aaaaaaaaan hhhaaaaannnnnnn.

After that initial outburst he calmed and then he started to fuck me with deep gentle strokes giving me enough space to fully exhibit my pleasure by moaning. Then he again rode me with speed of rajdhani express and then again gently.

I was continuously moving towards my orgasm and I felt it for the first time what it meant. I asked him to do it fast and he withdrew from me. He stood on floor and took my legs over his shoulders and rajdhani express was moving again at its peak speed.

I moaned deliriously and then I felt I was floating in ocean of pleasure as something deep inside me felt very satisfied, I squeezed my ass maximum to remain floating oozing out everything I had in gallons and he too was gradually slowing down. I felt his body too getting tensed and releasing loads of juices.

He pulled out fully only to enter again in one go and did it for 7 to 8 times before collapsing by my side. Just as he gathered his breath he told me ' dawai dunga kha lena, warna pet mein thahar jayega ' and started dressing up and soon left. I saw it was only 2:30 p.m. I covered myself with bed sheet still feeling good and dozed off.

Kameshwar uncle returned soon and gave me a medicine. As I got up, he found me nude and commented 'maa beti dono mast hai, dono ko ek saath chodne ka man hai, tu bol'. I just said 'mujhe ab daily chaiye, warna padhai mein man nahi lagega'.

Military: A beautiful true love story

One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love.

But the guy came from a poor family. The girl’s parents weren’t too happy.

So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of their daughter’s hand.

But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year. The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged. They agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married.

But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a head-on collision.

When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying. Immediately, she knew there was something wrong.

She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her face muscles was damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw herself in the mirror. “Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also covered with so many ugly wounds.
Right there and then, she decided to release her fiancé from their promise. She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and never see him again.

For one year, the soldier wrote many letters—but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her many times but she wouldn’t return her calls.

But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the war.”

The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!”

The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation.

The girl’s heart sank. She knew she still loved him—but she had to forget him now.

With great sadness, she opened the wedding invitation.

And then she saw her name on it!

Confused, she asked, “What is this?”

That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside her and asked, “Will you marry me?”

The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!”

The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in love. You’re still as beautiful as ever. Because I love you!”

Ritika watching mother getting fucked

Beauty can be curse if not properly handled . One needs attitude and intelligence to live peacefully . My story about my mother and myself is long and true . I would not mention place due to reasons known to you all . Well ! I am Ritika, eldest of three siblings . People say in matter of beauty I am some yards above my mother, Rekha.

The only loose end in my family is our father ( had looks of Vinod Khanna as told to me by my mother and his photographs) . He had all the traits of a looser and after the death of our grandfather, he inherited huge immovable property and a flourishing business.

But due to his incompetence and bad habbits, when I was around 10 years, our family was in huge debt of one of his friend, Rameshwar Uncle ( he was big shot local goon) . When my father was unable to clear his debts, Rameshwar uncle cleverly shifted to our palatial house and gradually took over our business .

He kept my father happy by providing for his daily dose of booze and good clothes . At that time my mother must have been in her late twenties or early thirties, with me, my twins siblings sister Sneha ( 6 years) and brother Vikas . I and my siblings had literally no problems financially, other than observing that now we had to ask Rameshwar Uncle for all our desires .

At that point of time it did not bother us . I was perhaps in Class X when accidently I observed a incident . It was about 11 p.m in night and I had been to kitchen to make some coffee for myself . As I was returning back to my room, I saw Rameshwar uncle silently creeping into my Parents bedroom .

I was surprised because my father usually after getting drunk with Rameshwar Uncle used to sleep in the outhouse . I removed my sleepers to avoid any sound and walked to the bedroom. There was pin drop silence . The curiosity grew leaps and bounds and I quickly went back to my room and from there to our common terrace and within a minute was peeping inside through the window.

I was surprised to see that Rameshwar Uncle was not there and my mother was sleeping . The orientation of window was such that from foot side I had clear view of the whole bed . I was amused as to why did Rameshwar Uncle come at this odd hour and where did he vanish.

Then suddenly, the bathroom door opened and even in that dim blue light I could make out that his muscular body was wet and had just towel around his waist . He came over the bed switched on the bed lamp filling the bed with yellpand slowly started to pull the blanket in which my mother had enveloped herself .

As the blanket slid over my mother's body, she purred, twisting her body and raising her hands above her heads and I saw her bare shoulders . She said in croaky voice ' whyy youuuu come so latttteeeeee and now you will not let me sleep till early morning ' . Rameshwar uncle spoke romantically ' kyon, mai bhi toh nahi sotaa ' .

My mother said ' yes and then you are able to sleep till 9 in the morning but not me'. Rameshwar uncle kissed her forehead and further pulled the blanket . I saw magnificient shapely melons of my mother . Even in laid down posture her melons did'nt sag and firmly held their place.

Rameshwar uncle's huge palms cupped my mother's melon and she moaned sexily 'uuuummmmm Kaaamessshhhhh jjjyadaaaa mat daboooo chuchiiiii latakkk jatiiii haii'. Rameshwar uncle laughed and said ' tere chuchion ne hi toh deewana bana rakha hai meri jaan' and kept on kneading them.

My mother, it seemed was totally nude inside the blanket because due to all this activity the blanket was down up to her waist . She held Rameshwar uncle's neck and pulled her down and soon there was slurping sound.

They kissed and sucked each other's lips and my mother shamelessly kept on saying 'ohhh Ramesh tumne mujhe pagal kar diya hai uffff aaahhhhh karoooo meriii pyaaasssss bujha do'. As she kept on babbling, Ramesh uncle started sucking her nipples and my mother kept on moaning

'uffffff Rameshhhhhhh ooohhhhhh katooo mattttt aaaaaahhhhhh eeeiiissssss haaaiiiiiiii ummmmmm jeeebbhh sayyy hiiiii haaaannnnn kabbb sikhogayyyyyy haaaannnn karooooo naaaaa ummmmm ' . To be honest, my hands had started rubbing my pussy and I was totally wet down there hearing erotic moaning of my mother.

Though, still a virgin but I knew everything regarding intercourse . I was dying to see a adult male organ and my mother fulfilled my desire when she pulled the towel . I bit my lips so hard that it hurt me, Ramesh uncle's dick was monsterous, about 6 inches long and maybe the girth would be around two inches.

It looked magnificient as it stood erect with a slight bow at middle, just like a ripe banana with only differance that it was totally dark brown . My mother massaged his dick and pushed Ramesh uncle on bed and removed the blanket . I was correct, she was totally nude and was waiting for Ramesh uncle to fuck her. She greedily took his cock in her mouth.

Ramesh uncle moaned ' hmmmmm tu aaaaahh mard ko khushh karnaa aaahhh ummmmmm jantii haiii ' and combed her hairs with his fingers playfully so that it does'nt come in between her mouth and his cock . She then licked his cock and played with the swollen head with her tongue. He moaned ' ufffffff karti reh aaaahhhhh bahut majaa aa raha hai'.

My mother like a whore spread out her legs and took 69 position and sexily said ' chal tu jitna chatega mai tujhe utna hi majaa doongi ' . I found Ramesh uncle buried his face and my mother started to swing her hips and licked his cock and balls one by one . Meanwhile, I had tensed up and fingered my pussy and was near to orgasm.

The escatic moans of my mother helped me to reach there . I was done but still kept glued to window . After a while my mother turned and sat on that magnificient cock . It slowly disappeared inside her pussy . Rameshwar uncle held her melons and started to give thrust upwards.

My mother was just a step away from what we call shreiking and was moaning loudly 'ooohhhhhhh kaaameshhhhhh oooohhhh kaaamessshhhhh aaajjjj bhiiiiiiii lagtaaaa haiii ki janaaaatt ki sairrrr kar rahiiiii hoooonnnn oooohhh ummmmmm kaaamessshh'.

Rameshwar uncle then pinned her down, coming on top of her without taking out his cock and started to pump her at furious pace . I saw my mother's magnificient boobs jiggling in same rythym and her face had such a escatic smile and sexy moans . Rameshwar uncle kept on banging her like a mad man . He then withdrew his cock and got off the bed and gulped water.

Then he poured the left over on his cock admidst abuses from my mother ' kaaameshh kyon aisa karrtay ho, pura chod kay bhi toh paani pe saktay thay ' . Rameshwar uncle laughed and said ' Rekha, chal choos phir say ' . I could see his glistening cock and my mother sucked it . After he was satisfied, my mother was on her four and again Rameshwar Uncle started banging her.

My mother was also swinging her ass as sound of thap thap filled the room . Then all of a sudden my mother shreiked and then muffled her sound by burying her face on pillow . But Rameshwar uncle continued at same pace . He then withdrew and groaned ' chal aa jaa ' . My mother positioned her face in front of his cock and he started jerking his cock.

Soon he erupted, all his semen hitting my mother's face and then her melons and finally her stomach . Even after erupting his cock was hard, he came on top of my mother and again inserted his cock, rubbing his entire body with my mother and gave few more jerks . My mother moaned ' har bar aisa kyon kartay ho'.

Pulling out his cock Rameshwar uncle replied ' tujhe yaad dilane ke liye ki mai tujhe chodta hun kyonki tera body lajawaab hai ' . He then pulled the blanket and said chal so jaa. I had my first orgasm,fingering myself and then felt rage against my mother. How could she have cheated my father. I calmed myself somehow and decided to talk with her the very next day.

Joke: A policeman pulls a driver...

A policeman pulls a driver over for swerving on the highway and asks him to take a Breathalyzer test.
I can’t do that because I’m an asthmatic,” says the man. “The Breathalyzer could bring on an attack.”
So the cop suggests a urine sample.

“Can’t do it,” says the man. “I’m a diabetic, so my urine always has strange stuff in it.”

“Well,” says the angry cop, “why don’t you just get out of the car and walk this white line?”

“Sorry,” says the man, “but I can’t do that either.”

“Why not?” asks the officer.

“Because I’m drunk.”

Joke: Mr Smith goes to the doctor...

Mr. Smith goes to the doctor’s office to collect his wife’s test results.

Receptionist: “I'm sorry, sir, but there has been a bit of a mix-up and we have a problem. When we sent the samples from your wife to the lab, the samples from another Mrs. Smith were sent as well, and we are now uncertain which one is your wife’s. Frankly, that’s either bad or terrible.”

Mr. Smith: “What do you mean?”

Receptionist: “Well, one Mrs. Smith has tested positive for Alzheimer disease and the other for AIDS. We can’t tell which is your wife.”

Mr. Smith: “That's terrible! Can we take the test over?”

Receptionist: “Normally, yes. But you belong to an HMO, and they won’t pay for these expensive tests more than once.”

Mr. Smith: “Well, what am I supposed to do now?”

Receptionist: “The doctor recommends that you drop your wife off in the middle of town. If she finds her way home, don’t sleep with her.”

Joke: A farmer walked into an attorneys office...

A farmer walked into an attorney’s office wanting to file for a divorce. The attorney asked, “May I help you?”

The farmer said, “Yeah. I want to get one of those dee-vorces.”

The attorney asked, “Well, do you have any grounds?”

The farmer replied, “Yeah. I got about 140 acres.”

The attorney said, “No, you don’t understand. Do you have a case?”

The farmer said, “No, I don’t have a Case, but I have a John Deere.”

The attorney said, “No you don’t understand, I mean do you have a grudge?”

The farmer said, “Yeah, I got a grudge. That’s where I park my John Deere.”

The attorney said, “No, sir, I mean do you have a suit?”

The farmer said, “Yessir, I got a suit. I wear it to church on Sundays.”

The exasperated attorney said, “Well, sir, does your wife beat you up or anything?”

The farmer said, “No, sir, we both get up about 4:30.”

Finally, the attorney asked, “Okay, let me put it this way. WHY DO YOU WANT A DIVORCE?”

And the farmer replied, “Well, I can never have a meaningful conversation with her!”

Secrets to Getting Girls: Staying Out of Auto-Rejection

These days Sebastian Drake’s VAC attraction model is all but forgotten in the seduction community. There’s been a gold rush toward “natural game” and at the same time a supposed abandonment of the previously ubiquitous “routine-based game,” the ever-present 800-pound gorilla in pick up circles half a decade ago.

But in the rush toward “natural game” some of its pillars have been missed or marginalized by its new champions – the former routine guys who’ve turned over a new leaf. Nowadays, most everyone in seduction will tell you he practices “natural game”, but what many propose to teach quite often are routines that run a little more smoothly and aren’t called by the label “routines.” They’re dressed up a little and called “natural game” instead. But if you pay close attention… yep, they’re still routines.

That’s why you won’t see the term “natural game” anywhere on this site. In my mind, it’s become synonymous with slightly-evolved-but-thinly-veiled routine-based game. Nothing personal against routines or the guys who use ‘em; it just ain’t my style and I’d rather not be associated with them. The “natural game” pitched by most these days is a little smoother and a little more direct than the routine-based game of yore, but it’s lacking in a lot of the teaching of core concepts of what really makes guys who are naturally talented with women so successful.

One of those core concepts is the “A” in VAC: Attainability. Attainability is the measure of how readily a woman feels she’s able to get what she wants with you – if she thinks it’s in the bag with you and she’s got you hook, line, and sinker, your attainability is too high; that’s called being no challenge. Being no challenge is what happens when a guy makes it too easy for a girl, doesn’t challenge her, or comes across needy or low value

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10 dramatic landscapes

1. Badlands National Park      South Dakota, US photo by rag714

2. Cano Cristales      Villavicencio, Colombia photo by Goworldwide_ru

3. The Pinnacles      Cervantes, Australia photo by milka_yk

4. Salar de Uyuni      Bolivia, South America photo by wenkopin

5. Chocolate Hills      Bohol Island, Philippines photo by Orangel

6. Grand Prismatic Spring      Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, US photo by DivyaMaiya

7. Mineral Forest      Pamukkale, Turkey photo by a Facebook Member

8. The Wave       Arizona, US photo by FabryTirano

9. Sossusvlei      Namib-Naukluft Park, Namibia, Africa photo by a Facebook Member

10. Giant's Causeway        Northern Ireland, UK photo by courtko2006

How to Use a Twitter Paid Media Campaign to Build a Strong Community

Social media is one of the fastest growing industries in the marketing world. As the top social networks grow and new social networks are created, new and innovative advertising opportunities will present themselves.

Sitting at the top of a hill and screaming about your brand is no way to approach social media, but when done right, paid media advertising on social networks can help you amplify your social presence and build a larger, stronger online community.

Overtime, Twitter has developed a unique advertising platform that can be very useful to advertisers. The following outlines how Twitter can help build your online community with engaged users, as well as increase brand awareness and refine your content marketing strategy.

Why Use Paid Media To Back Your Social Program?

The Snowball Effect

There are some great companies out there with unique, engaging social media strategies. But not every single one is going to turn into the next great social marketing plan, generate 500,000 followers, and turn a small company into the next Google.

The problem with many programs is their limited reach. It takes time to build a quality community online. Utilizing Twitter’s advertising program can provide a faster boost to your efforts and help you build a stronger community.

Through Promoted Accounts and Promoted Tweets, you can reach more users, expose them to your great content, and bring them into your community. This will then lead to them sharing your content, and their friends sharing your content, and their friend’s friends sharing your content, and so on and so on…

Essentially, utilizing paid media can be the push that gets the snow ball rolling. The community you build will not leave once you stop advertising – it will continue to organically add members as long as you keep engaging and giving the community what it wants.

Sometimes all your social campaigns needs is a little kick start. A properly executed campaign on Twitter Ads can do just that.

Content Adaptation

Part of your social strategy should include what type of content you're creating and sharing. While you can learn over time what content resonates with your audience, doing this same exercise through Twitter’s paid media platform accelerates and provides you with more data points to analyze and understand the content you should be producing and publishing.

Through Twitter’s analytics, you can easily see which content was shared most frequently, clicked on, and @replied to. The data will show which pieces of content are connecting most with your audience and that can help you redefine and adapt your content strategy to fit your community’s wants and needs.

The Proof Is In The Numbers

The digital marketing agency I work for recently ran an extremely successful Twitter advertising campaign for one of our clients, and was featured in a case study on Twitter’s website. Here are some of the results from the campaign along with insights.

Amplifying Awareness

Reaching new users and exposing them to the brand was an extremely important goal for our client. Through paid media campaigns, we were able to expose more than 280,000 individual Twitter users with our messaging and content. These users exposed to the advertising fit the key demographics and geographic areas the company operated. These were valuable brand impressions that help promote the message of the campaign.

Building the Community

After seeing stagnant growth in the size of their online community, Twitter Promoted Account and Promoted Tweet campaigns were leveraged to build the accounts follower base. These campaigns led to an exponential rise in the size of the community. The graph below showcases the exponential growth:

The growth of community has continued even after the paid media program ended. As pointed out above, the "snowball effect" that was kick-started by the paid media campaign started the growth, which was then carried on through organic growth.

Increasing Engagement

Not only did the campaigns increase the size of the community, but they attracted highly influential and active community members. Much of the success of the campaign was due to the users who joined the community during this campaign. The users brought into this community were 45 percent more likely to retweet or @reply to the account’s tweet.

As the community grew with more engaged users, the number of users who retweeted or @replied increased exponentially as well. This level of interaction continued to stay at a high level once the campaign was turned off. This is a great sign that the community built through paid media was built with active, engaged, and interested Twitter users.

These active members of the community helped the account see their engagement rate triple and stay at that level post campaign.

Understanding Your Audience

One of the great benefits of the analytics package that comes with Twitter advertising is the information available about your follower base. Information regarding their interests, demographic information, and more is available. This information can be used not only to fine tune your advertising and Twitter campaigns but also can help you understand what type of content needs to be produced on your blog or shared on other social media sites.

When diving into the data for this specific campaign, we were able to see our audience skewed towards females ages 25-34 who enjoyed physical fitness, specifically yoga. This data point allowed us to not only cater our messaging toward this demographic, but with new advertising options available through Twitter, we could specifically target this interest group with content.

By understanding who the audience was on this social platform, we were able to work with our creative team to create content this specific audience would engage with.

Recap

Overall, this Twitter advertising program enabled us to build out a stronger community full of active, engaged users much more quickly than we could have ever done organically. We were able to quickly understand what content resonated with our audience and have continued to see organic growth of the community while continuously seeing the engagement rate level increase.

Why Women wear a Bra ?

According to a survey made in the past, over 90% of the women in the world wear a brassiere, many without ever asking why! Various women were asked about and they gave different reasons for wearing a Bra. In fact many of them gave different reasons for different types of Bra though wearing a Bra is not necessary regardless they wear for comfort, style and confidence as a result.

Bra is often considered as a foundation wear for every women for cultural reasons. During the ancient times, a strap of cloth was used to support the breasts which had been, over the period of time, modified and turned into a corset to hold the breast in right position to mold a woman’s body into a “supposedly” pleasing shape. In the late 1990s, in the Western culture, bra has been turned into an intimate garment. The main intention is to emphasize the sexual nature of busts. Moreover, bra is not for practicality – though for women with very large busts some kind of support can be a necessity in some situations.

The need of any Bra emerges to those women with small or medium busts. They are probably felt a little uncomfortable without them as they are used to wearing bras. They seek some sort of support to make them visibly normal. Matter of fact, it is more of a habit and psychological issue. Women begin to feel self-conscious or may a little awkward without bras if they are habitual of wearing them.

Talking about large bust women it is almost unmanageable sometimes during sporting activities. They intend to get them tied in a way that they don’t feel discomfort while movement. They look for some sort of strap to avoid the dislocation or spill off during day to day activities.

Thus, bra is an essential garment to support the breasts of women for various reason; to avoid spill off, sagging and dislocation of busts. To stay free from all the worries, it is advisable to wear right sized Bra for the right purpose instead wearing the one with looks only.

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What Is LOVE ? ? ? ?

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so-called 'best friend'. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her.

She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. 11th Grade The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, So I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine.

After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home. She looked at me, said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don t know why. Senior year One fine day she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said, "he's not gonna go" well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as 'best friends'.

So we did. That night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don t want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Graduation. A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day.

I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine-but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- 'you're my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don t want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Marriage.

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said 'you came !'. She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Death. Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: "I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

I wish he would tell me he loved me ! .........'I wish I did too...' I thought to my self, and I cried. * Do yourself a favour, tell her/him you love them. They won't be there...................Forever.

EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON

Once upon a time an African king who had a close friend that he grew with. The friend had a habit to face each situation that happened in its life (positive or negative) saying: "That is good! Almighty Allah knows more".

The king and his friend one day left for a hunt. The friend loaded and prepared the weapons for the king. Apparently, the friend had made something missed in the preparation of one of the weapons, the king shot and it took his thumb away. When examining the situation, the friend observed as always: "That is good! Almighty Allah knows more".

The king answered, "No, this is not good", he commanded the soldiers who arrested his friend and put him in the prison. After one year, the king was hunting in a region where, cannibals appeared, and captured the king and took him to their village. They tied his hands, and piled up the firewood. When the cannibals came closer to the fire they noticed that the king did not have the thumb. As they were superstitious, they never ate who had a part of his body missing.

Thus, after setting the king free, they banished him from the village. When the king arrived at its palace, remembered the incident about his thumb and felt remorse for the treatment given to his friend.

Immediately, he pays a visit to the prisoner to speak with his friend. "You were right", said the king. "It was good that I lost my thumb". The king started to tell his friend everything that happened to him. "I am sorry that I have ordered you to prison for such a long period. It was a great mistake". "No", the friend said, "That was the good decision, because Almighty Allah knows more". "What do you mean by that? How it can be good decision? I ordered my best friend to prison?" The friend answered: "Remember that Almighty Allah knows more and if I was not in the prison certainly I would be with you in the hunt". Then you know what would have happened with me?

"He knows what is before them and what is behind them and to Allah are all affairs turned back". Noble Qur'an, Surah Al Hajj (22:76) Do not judge the facts or events for the immediate results! Almighty Allah, the Highest, the Omniscient and the Wise, knows more.

When we faced by circumstances that are no good, we react quickly, "This is not good." but, perhaps we did not know the reason behind it. It can become a good thing also. Hence, from next time onward, when we face any type of situation. Let us not jump into any conclusion, always remember. This life is a test. The good and the bad, nothing happen without any reason. Our mind is not prepared to understand the reason.

Beginner Tips For Salt Water Fishing

There are many kinds of fishing and many species of fish you can target. Salt water fishing and fresh water fishing are just two examples. Medium tackle fishing or heavy tackle or fly fishing are just a few more choices you might be faced with. You should decide what kind of fishing you intend to do before you buy your fishing gear.

If salt water fishing is the fishing you intend to be doing then you have narrowed down your choices regarding equipment a bit. The next thing you need to decide so that you even have less choices is whether you will be doing deep or shallow water fishing. This important to know when selecting a rod, a reel and all the accessories you will need.

In order to get the best results when out fishing you should consider getting specific equipment for the job. For instance, if you are going after Spanish Mackerel, King Mackerel, and Cobia in the gulf of Mexico then you should be looking for specific kinds of gear.

What reel you will be selecting is important when salt water fishing in order to get the best results. For example if Spanish Mackerel is what you will be going for you should get a light to medium weight reel to get the job done because this type of fish is not too heavy. Any reel from the from the abu garcia ambassadeur line should do the job.

If you are doing shallow water fishing near the coast then you should select a spinning reel. You should be looking for a reel that at least 200 yards of 10 to 12 lb. test monofilament line. For best results you should tie a steel leader of 12-14 inches just so that you keep them from biting through the line.

If you will be fishing by the coast on shallow waters for King Mackerel then you will be needing a heavier set of fishing gear. Just because King Mackerel is a considerably larger type of fish. This type of fish can reach 20 lb in weight and you will need a heavier rod and line.

King Mackerel are heavier and faster fish and in order to bring one of those in you will need a longer line and a longer rod. You should get way more than just 200 years of fishing line and equip yourself with a fishing reel that can take the pressure.

Abu Garcia reels are good for salt water fishing just because of their durability and relatively low cost. Finding an Abu Garcia reel for salt water fishing at a good price is not a big deal. Just go online for all your fishing needs and you will be able to equip yourself for some great adventures of salt water fishing with the right rod, reel and line.

Finding Abu Garcia Reels on Sale can be difficult unless you go online. The internet is a amazing place to find all kinds of discount fishing gear and accessories by Abu Garcia including the Abu Garcia Ambassadeur c4