I am an introvert, but I am confident. I get told by people who don't even know me write 'There is no way you are an introvert when you show off your body.' They couldn't be more wrong.
I am not outgoing, unless I'm comfortable, and that takes awhile. I enjoy my alone time. I prefer staying at home, instead of going out. I hate talking on the phone, unless I have to, which will be at work. There are times I don't mind chatting online, and then there are times when I don't feel like it, and shut down.
As for confidence, yes I have it. I'm going to be 44 soon, so I think I have earned that right. I just know I am happy being a confident introvert.

This is in reference to my recent status about changing my name to Oldwoman1976. I logged on earlier to find a comment on one of my photos that anyone over 40 is not a girl, but an old woman. Ok, fine, I'm older, but wouldn't consider myself old. So before blocking this person, I had to look at her profile. In the about myself section, she said something about having low self esteem. Then I realized why she made that crack about being old, it's because she needs to make others feel bad to feel good.
This is a very difficult time for everyone, and instead of being a jerk to others, how about maybe, I don't know, be a little nicer to others.

Sometimes at night my sister and I would sit at our small kitchen table as my mom pulled out her Betty Crocker cook book. It was red, and pretty worn out-the front cover gone, but she used that thing a lot. It was never planned, and she would just make something for all of us to enjoy. One of my favorite things she made was Crepes, which I loved eating with grape jam. I still do to this day. Other things we would make were cookies. Cut outs, mostly at Christmas time, and the icing to decorate them.
According to myself and I’m sure a lot of other kids, to us Mom’s do everything best. Even older I’d ask my mom to make something, and would tell her “You make it better.” Even if I did it the exact same way she did, it would never turn out as good. I also liked the feeling of being taken care of, even though I could do it myself.
The last time I felt that way was last November. I had a Doctor’s appointment and went to visit my parents after. My mom made me pancakes. After I took a nap on their couch and she covered me up with a blanket and kissed my cheek. That is something I’ll never forget. I miss her terribly, but I know she is still with me, and I know I will always have those memories to enjoy.

Happy Mothers Day to my mom in Heaven. She was the best mom a daughter could ever have. I am so very thankful for the wonderful memories that she left behind for my sister and I. When we were younger, she was fun to be around and would always spend time with us. Taking us to the pool in the summer, going on walks, riding our bikes, taking us to the mall, or out to dinner,( PIzza Hut was one of our favorite places). She, along with my Dad did an amazing job raising us. If I could go back I would do it all over again. I just wish I could spend more time with her. I not only lost my mom, but a person I would confide in, and who I depended on. I am happy though, that she is at peace and knowing she is watching over me. Happy Mothers day, Mom. I love you.

It was about a week since the encounter with the wolf.  I still didn’t know if it was my imagination or not, but from certain marks I found on my body, I believed it was real.

I had also noticed a difference with the males in the village.  It seemed like they gravitated towards me, as if they knew I was no longer innocent.  I was flattered by the attention, but there was one I had my eye on.   The woods man.  His name was Jonathan.  I’ve seen him a few times in the woods as I took my afternoon strolls.  I would just politely glance at him and then continue on with my journey.

This time was a little different.  As I walked through, I could hear something in the distance.  Heavy breathing.  I went a little further and saw him.  He was chopping wood.  It was still Spring, but the weather had become extremely hot.  His shirt was off and his sweaty chest glistened in the sunlight.  My mouth dropped open as he continued. I was enjoying the view, maybe a little too much.  I could feel my body tingle with excitement.

“The woodsman.  I would had never expect him to be your type, young lady.”

I looked over as the wolf crouched down beside me.  I rolled my eyes as I began to get up, but he grabbed my arm gently and pulled me back down. 

“You know, he’s not right for you.” He said. 

“How would you know?” I shot back at him.

“I just have a sense for these type of things.” 

He then breathed on my neck and I felt goosebumps.  I turned to him, but it was no longer the wolf.  It was the same man that took me in my grandmothers bed.  He grabbed the straps on my dress and pulled me towards him.

“I know what you want, Ruby.  I knew from the time you became wet for me.”

His lips met mine, and my heart raced.  I knew now that what had happened between us was real and I wanted more.  This time it was going to happen in the woods right on the ground.  He lied on top of me and began to kiss my neck. I moaned, wanting more.  I loosened the straps on my dress and they fell.  My breasts were exposed, but his mouth covered them right away.  I could feel his naked body against mine.  How did he do that? I wasn’t sure but all I knew was I wanted mine, undressed against his.  He pulled my dress off, and kissed down my body.  He was hungry for my scent as I felt his mouth near my thighs.  He noticed the mark he had left from our previous encounter, but instead of leaving another, he kissed it.  His tongue was on me once again.  I didn’t know what he did, but I cried out in pleasure as he sucked my clit.  He continued and I finally came.  I felt my body shake as I did. 

His lips met mine as his cock penetrated me for a second time.  I cried out and bit and bit his shoulder.  He held me as we became one.  I had forgotten about Jonathan in the distance, until I heard his breathing mixed in with ours.  Knowing he was just a few feet away turned me on and I imagined him with us. I could feel the muscles contract down below, which made the wolf let go. He moaned in my mouth as his hot sperm shot through me again. 

I grabbed my dress and put it on over my head.  I looked around and once again, he was gone.  The only man that was around, was Jonathan.  He caught me staring and smiled at me.  I did the same back, and continued on my journey.  

Alone in a room, naked in a bed I think of you

About to get lost in what I'm going to do

A buzzing noise in my ear

A throbbing sensation, moaning is all I hear

Thinking of you taking me again and again

Dirty thoughts I refuse to abstain

My hands roam my body, my tongue touches my breast

I won't deny it, I'm a little obsessed

My hand keeps steady as I hit that spot

Temperature rises from cold to hot

Breathing quickens, I'm about to let go

I cry out, my nectar begins to flow

Legs shake as I begin to feel butterflies

I turn out the light and close my eyes

The woods were a pitch black as I walked through them back to the cottage. My mother waited for me, as she usually did.  I always walked this path and never felt any fear, since I've taken it since I was seven years old.  I had just turned eighteen.  Mother said I was a woman now but I needed to watch out for predators lurking around in the distance.  I never really understood what she meant, but tonight I did.  I sensed something or someone staring at me.  I kept up my pace, but as I became more nervous I walked faster. I've heard the legend about the wolf but never believed it.  It was said that he was both wolf and man.  He was hungry the touch of a woman.  A younger woman.  I've always ignored such a story, but now I wasn't so sure.  I was finally a few feet away from home and ran as fast as I could.

 

"Ruby, where have you been?", my mother asked.  

 

"Out to the village, mother. I became a little side tracked.  I'm sorry."

 

"You must be careful. Being out this late is not safe for a young lady like yourself."

 

"I'm fine, mother.", I tell her, but she isn't convinced.  

 

"But the wolf..."

 

"I'm fine.". I reassure her once again.  I then kiss her on her forehead and head into the other room to wash up.

 

I drop my red cloak to the ground and began undress.  I was tired and sore, from I don't know what, but a nice hot bath would do.  I looked at the reflection of myself in the mirror and held my hands up to my breasts, and ran the down to my hips.  I traced my fingers over my stomach and further to that forbidden spot.  Something I had become quite curious about.  I place my fingers on the one place that was supposed to take your breath away.  I felt a warm sensation take over my body as my eyes closed, and let out a soft moan. I opened my eyes and locked gazes with it. The wolf.  His yellow eyes stared into mine through the mirror.  I gasped, and looked away.  I then drew the curtains and backed slowly into the bath and climbed in.

 

I woke up the next morning to the news.  Grandmother had been quite ill for some time and was now in bed.  She had requested I bring her some goodies.  Breads, jams and other things mother had made this last Winter.  She wanted to stock up in case she wasn't able to get out to the market place.  I grabbed my red cloak and put it on.  Spring was in the air, but there was still a chill.  Mother handed me the basket and kissed my cheek.  

 

"Be careful, Ruby."

 

" I will, mother."

 

I opened the door and walked out. The woods were not dark as they were last night.  Sunlight peeked through the trees and felt good as each ray touched my body. I continued walking down the path to grandmothers, but was approached by it-the wolf.

 

"Where are you going, young lady?"

 

I stopped and our gazes locked again, longer this time.  I was not intimidated by him.  

 

"I don't think that is any of your business."  I was in no mood for small talk.

 

"Perhaps you are going to your Grandmother’s house?", he sneered at me.

 

"H how did you know?", I stammered.

 

He grinned at me, and I knew he had been spying on mother and I. He then offered to take the basket, wanting to help me.  Annoyed I pulled my arm away.

 

"Please leave me alone."

 

"As you wish."

 

He steps aside and I continued on my journey.  I had a few miles to go but decided to take my time as I enjoyed the scenery around me.  New flowers had bloomed, and I was entranced by their beauty.  Little did I know that something was happening, as I took my little detour

 

After sometime I had finally arrived at grandmothers.  The door was ajar, but I just thought it was the wind that opened it slightly.  I walked in and peeked around.

 

"Grandmother?", I called.

 

"In here, dear." 

 

Her voice sounded gravely.  Probably from the illness.  I walked towards her bedroom and opened the door.  There she lied in darkness.  The curtains were closed.  I could see her in the distance.  I walked over to pull the curtains aside, but she stopped me.

 

"Please dear, I like the darkness better. Come, my child.  I want to take a good look at you."

 

I walked over but something seemed off.  I could see her eyes staring at me.  They were quite large and I stepped back.

 

"What's the matter, dear?"  

 

"Nothing.  I'm fine."  

 

"Good.  Why don't you climb into bed, I am so cold.”

 

I reluctantly took a step toward the bed and sat down.  I didn't climb in for the fact that something was off, but I was curious to know what was going on.  She smiled, and grabbed my arm.  

 

"Grandmother what are you doing?  I tried pulling away but then noticed it was the wolf that had my arm."

 

"What have you done with her?  Where is my grandmother?!"

 

"Don't worry your pretty head, Ruby.  She is fine.  I've been watching you for quite some time.  I've become quite familiar with your path, tracing your scent.", he said tracing my face with is paw, but it wasn't a paw it was a finger.  I stepped back confused at what I felt.  Then I remembered. Both wolf and man.  This was the legend I had fought so hard not to believe and now it was unfolding right before my eyes.  I looked closer and saw a man’s face with a full beard, his body was broad and strong, and I lifted the sheets.  He was naked underneath.  I gasped and dropped the covers.  

 

He grabbed my cloak and pulled me towards him.  I took a deep breath.

 

"Please, let me go.  This isn't what I want."

 

"But it is.  I've seen you in your bathroom.  In your mirror.  You've been curious and I wanted to be the first to show you."

 

I tried to protest again but his lips stopped me with a kiss.  A kiss so fierce that it took me off guard.  I wanted to push him away but felt myself kissing him back.  I then realized what I had done and pushed him away. He wasn't going to be stopped and I couldn't fight him off as he untied my cloak as it dropped to the floor.  He took me back in bed and began to kiss my neck. His hands were all over me, and I felt the one go up my dress.  He carefully pulled aside my panties and I felt his finger enter my warm opening.  I gasped as he began to rub my clit. 

 

His mouth was on mine, as he searched for my tongue.  I willingly gave it to him.  He lifted my dress over my head and tore my panties with his teeth.  He was hungry for my scent and as I got wetter, he became more excited.  His mouth began to suck each of my hard nipples.  I cried out as he carefully sucked each one.  His hands roamed my body and my hips rose off the bed.  He knew what I wanted as his mouth traveled to my mound and teased me.  He stayed there for a moment, kissed the inside of my thigh and then bit it.  I cried out from the combination of pleasure and pain, but my cries were full of pleasure as he began licking my forbidden spot.  My clit.  His tongue was wide and he got every single inch.  It wasn’t until he began to suck it, I went out of my mind. 

 

I should have been worried about Grandmother, but my mind was so caught up in the moment and what was going on with me.  He kept sucking on it, and I could feel the sweet release building.  I was about to cum.  I grabbed his head and screamed as my juices filled his mouth.  He faced me and his mouth was dripping with my nectar.  His mouth was on mine and I tasted myself and what he had done to me. 

 

I wanted to give him something back and I knew exactly what to do.  I drew the covers and stared at his body.  Big and broad.  His cock glistened in the sunlight and I wanted to explore him with my mouth.  I began to kiss his neck, then chest.  He moaned softly as my lips traveled further.  I got to the prize as I began to gently suck on it.  He felt so wonderful as I pushed my head further down, taking him all in.  He cried out and I could hear his breathing change.  I knew if I kept it up, he would let go, and I wanted that to happen inside of me. 

 

“I need you inside”, I whispered.

 

He lied me on the bed and was deep inside in no time.  His cock felt so good inside.

I cried out as he began to fuck me.  His mouth was on my lips, neck, and nipples.  As

he sucked them, I became wetter making it easier to slide in and out of me.  My mind raced as the lonely wolf took my innocence for the first time.  I could feel the moment building.  I knew he was about to fill me, and I held on to him. 

 

“Oh, Ruby!”, he cried out. 

 

I felt hot strings of sperm fill me as I wrapped my legs around him.

 

I couldn’t believe what had just happened.  I felt so ashamed, and I hurried and got dressed.  I turned around and he was gone.  I ran to the door and looked up the path.  My confusion was interrupted by a rattling sound.  I went back in the cottage and opened the closet door.  There was my grandmother on the other side.  I walked her back to bed.  She had told me about the wolf and he gave her a sleeping pill and put her in the closet.  I told her it was all a bad dream, as I tried to convince myself.  I couldn’t as I reached back and felt the material of my dress which he had torn. 

 

I lied back on the bed by my grandmother and thought about the wolf, the legend and now my lover.

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Since I work at the front desk of a hotel where I live I will give some advice on making your stay a better one.
First off when you make a reservation, it's best to call the hotel directly. We are in the process of renovating our lobby, and breakfast area and some people that come in upset because they had no idea this was going on. It's because they made a reservation online, and never bothered to call.
Second, speaking about online reservations, watch the third party ones. You might book a room with two queens and come to the hotel and find that they are sold out of that specific room and end up with just a single queen, or find out the pool is closed and are hit with this upon arrival. Third party sites will tell you what you want just so they can sell the room, so it's always good to call the hotel directly to make sure you are getting the room you requested.
Third if you have any problems with your stay, tell someone. Don't stay quiet and then bash the hotel when you get an online review. Some people will do this to get a free stay or compensated. Some hotels will give in and some will not. All depends where you stay.
Fourth always, always, always put your car information down on the registration card. The license plate number, the color, make and model. There have been times guests have left lights on. parked where they aren't supposed to be and if we can't find out who it belongs to then there is nothing we can do.
Fifth, if you are frequent guest, sign up for the rewards program. You can accumulate a lot of points and can get things, such as free stays at other hotels gift cards, ect.
Sixth, don't be a jerk if you can't get your own way. For example if you book 2 rooms and want them adjoining, or want to check in early, don't expect to get your way. I always tell people calling in that I will put in the request, but can't guarantee it only because there could be someone staying over or that room can go into a do not rent status due to maintenance issues, and about checking in early, I always let the guest know that if the hotel is sold out the night before it might be a little more difficult, but if there a room available then there is no problem checking in.
Anyway I hope this was helpful in some way next time you stay at a hotel.

Back in 2015 I worked at a store, which will remain anonymous. Had a great boss, and got along with my co workers, but the district manager-who I will not name had it in for me. She tried to get me fired, so I went above her and wrote a nice e mail to her boss. I might be a nice person, but if someone screws with me, I will fight back. I wanted to post this because no one has a right to bully you at a place of employment. Most people let it go in fear of losing their job. It’s one thing if you deserve to be let go, but another if you feel in your heart you did nothing wrong. As a result of the letter I ended up getting my job back with pay for the days I was suspended for. Lesson is always stand up for yourself, because you have every right to.
Dear Mr. ******,
> My name is *******. I am former associate at store # ******. I am contacting you because I feel that I was wrongfully suspended for a mistake I made that was done on accident, not on purpose.
>
> On June 19, 2015 there is video footage of myself processing an order for a customer. It shows me picking up some water colors, not scanning them and placing them in the bag.
>
> On July 21, 2015 I started my shift at 11 am. I worked until 2:30 and was given a 15 minute break. At 5:30 I was called into the office, and ***** ******, the district manager asked me about that day and what had happened. I explained it was an honest mistake and that I must have thought I scanned the item, but didn't.
>
> I don't mind to be notified for a mistake I made, but what I do mind is being made to look like a criminal, and that is what ***** did to me. I feel she wanted me to tell her another story, but what I told her was the truth. I find it unfair that I was suspended and placed under investigation when I never had any warnings prior to this incident. Also if this footage of me was questionable, then I should have been notified right away, not a month later

> I was never a manager, but I have worked in retail since I was sixteen, and I know how a manager should behave. I firmly believe to have a productive work environment, a manager should be uplifting , creating a positive work atmosphere for their employees. ***** does nothing but bully, intimidate, create negativity, and her work tactics are very unprofessional. What she did to me was unacceptable, and as a human being with rights I will not tolerate it.
>
> Since I started working for the company April 12, 2015 I have always treated every customer with kindness and respect. I am a hard, honest worker, and I am very knowledgeable in what I do. I take pride in my performance because I know how to handle my job professionally.
>
> I am asking if you could please look into this matter in a timely fashion, and contact me. If I don't hear back from you I'm afraid I will have to take legal action and contact local news channels for the way I was treated.
>
> Sincerely,

I'm a little quiet. Perhaps a little shy
Being assertive enough, only to get by
Not stuck up. I just need my space
Not in the mood to talk. Please get out of my face
Now there are times I'm comfortable and fine
I will open my mouth, and speak my mind
Don't take my shyness for stupidity. That's just uncool
You'll make an ass out of yourself. A complete and total fool
No, I don't want to go to that party. That wouldn't be the highlight of my night
I'd rather stay home with a good book and maybe write
Sometimes I want to be alone with nothing much to say
But my mood will change day by day
I'm a little weird with a sensitive side
Only revealing myself to some, to others I will hide
This is who I am. Don't like it, then leave me be
I really don't care, because the best company is me