Now I had been using myspace to write these blogs, but things got so hot I had to stop...Then I met the editor and chief of Paper Magazine, who told me there were lots of people out there writing about their sexual exploits on the internet so I had nothing to be ashamed of. "Ashamed?" I wasnt ashamed, it was just that anyone I told about my blog kept mistaking me for some kind of premiscuous slut, of which I hardly saw myself. I see myself as a healthy hetrosexual woman, who decided to lay stake to my own sexual independence. And Im beautiful, from head to toe, and in my sexual prime so decided to live it up - and Im loving it. And if I was doing such a terrible thing then, how come I kept getting hits for my blogs. I mean hundreds of hits... Overall, I love being in the arms of men and having them inside me...and the universe must be on my side, cause it keeps sending me the most beautiful of males (especially younger ones) - who would say or do anything to be in my presence...and to get on my blog. Anyway, all events are real...all the names are real and if I didnt feel that my life experiences didnt hold a special magic of their own, I would have no will to write about them - You'll see. This is the Morning Missle. And it's time to take off!!!