Iβm 16 (turning 17 later this week) and I just noticed that I was producing pre-cum for the first time earlier this month. I googled it to search and confirmed with the consistency too. It was weird because Iβm an early bloomer (have a full grown beard) and was able to cum over 4 and a half years ago. Later that night, I slept at 12:30 and woke up randomly at 3:00 to find my underwear (specifically a size of 2 half dollar coins) soaking wet. After wafting it (to confirm it wasnβt pee), I realized it wasnβt semen either because my wet dreams produce semen thatβs white. So then I deduced it was pre-cum, and interestingly it smelled a bit fruity. It was weird that it was a tiny amount when I was awake but like a large amount when I was asleep. Is this normal? How often does this happen to you? Any experiences that may be useful?
Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion,
Scarce can endure delay of execution,
Wait, with impatient readiness, to seize my
Soul in a moment.
Damned below Judas: more abhorred than he was,
Who for a few pence sold his holy master.
Twice betrayed, Jesus me, the last delinquent,
Deems the profanest.
Man disavows, and Deity disowns me:
Hell might afford my miseries a shelter;
Therefore hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all
Bolted against me.
Hard lot! encompassed with a thousand dangers;
Weary, faint, trembling with a thousand terrors,
Iβm called, if vanquished, to receive a sentence
Worse than Abiramβs.
Him the vindictive rod of angry justice
Sent quick and howling to the centre headlong;
I, fed with judgment, in a fleshly tomb, am
Buried above ground.
Flarelia takes a podium at a Late Afternoon Country Labor Campaign Event on the Coffs Harbour Jetty, having canvassed most of the day.
Thank you, it has been a very good day today! Going door to door and hearing the voices of residents here. It has been an eventful past few months, and it has been great getting feet on the pavement again.
We have been dedicated these last 5 months to delivering for residents here in Cowper, on pushing through those policies that affect residents here every day. That is what I pledged to you in July, and what I pledge to continue to push for in the next term if re-elected.
As part of the government, Country Labor pushed for fairness for Rural and Regional Australians, we pushed for fairness for small businesses here in Coffs Harbour, we pushed for lowering your energy bills and making less Regional Australians have to live from paycheque to paycheque.
This work has only just begun this term, and with another term in parliament, I will continue to fight for your livelihood, your family, and for regional Australians.
Flarelia Steps off the Podium.
Can any sperm still get into the Cowper's fluid?
William Cowperβs (1731-1800) life was one full of pain and sorrow. He lost his mother at the age of 6 or 7 from the birth of his brother, John. He was bullied in school for years. His family was of modest means, and he was exceptionally bright. He was denied permission to marry his first love by her father. He suffered several bouts of sever depression and insanity throughout his life including several attempts to end his life. Throughout this time, God put several individuals into his life John Newton, Mary Unwin, and Lady Austin.
Some of the more famous of Cowperβs hymns are: βGod Moves in a Mysterious Way,β O For a Closer Walk with God,β and βThere is a Fountain Filled With Blood.β
https://www.andrewremillard.com/the-hymns-of-william-cowper/
There, very low down in the western sky, about a couple of yards, according to human measurement, above the bounding wall of the enclosure, was the coracle-like crystal shell of the crescent moon in her first quarter. There was nothing to which it could be compared! Unique, in all the universe of matter, if only by reason of the associations hung about it of twenty-five thousand years of human yearning, it floated there before her, daughter and darling of the dark terrestrial orb, elf-waif of the infinite night! What hands, what arms, had stretched forth to it, out of their human miseryβbrown arms, white arms, black armsβwhat heart-cries, βI want! I want! I want!β had been tossed up towards it, from groaning hairy chests and soft-swelling tender breasts and the troubled nerves of bewildered children! And ever, and especially, had it been the comforter and the accomplice, and the confederate of women, gathering their life-streams toward itself, guarding their mystic chastity, nourishing their withdrawals, their reticences, their furtive retreats and denials, companioning them when all else failed! It would draw the vast, bottomless salt tides towards itβthis slender night-waif, this leaf of tender sorrow, this filmy weft of hope against hopeβere it had rounded to its full! Shoals of glittering fins would follow its pathway across the Atlantic . . . on far-off untraversed moorlands its reflection would turn the ripples to silver. In pools where even the wild geese in their equinoctial migrations never disturbed the silence, its frail image would rock among the reeds. On no different, on no changed a shape from this, upon which she now gazed and trembled, the great magicians of antiquity had stared and muttered; their predictions confounded, their inspirations perverted, their wits turned! Here floated the virgin-mistress of the tragic madness of maids, the patroness of all defiers of manβs laws! Here was the girl-child from the dim shores of ancient anarchy, at whose bright and horned head the kings and the priests of man-made tradition have always shivered and quaked in their sacred sandals! She has been the tutelary mistress of all sterile passions, of all wild revolts against βthe Mothers,β that have led the virgins of prophecy to shatter their worldβs laws. That shapeless conch of dangerous whiteness, tossing herself, through the scudding drifts of ship-swallowing seas, rocking like a sea-mew in the rigging of doomed ships, gleaming in the cold dews of u
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I have a few thoughts on this character.
First, the actress/character is gorgeous. Daphne looks good and all, but really, there is a glimpse of Cressida before any of the debutantes are presented to the Queen, and I cannot imagine a more lovely girl. If I were her, I'd be pissed that Daphne walked away as "flawless", but I did not get any mention.
However, at the end on the first episode, Cressida is a jerk to Penelope. The saving grace is that Collin, ever gallant, helps Pen. This is exactly why I expected Cressida to hold a grudge against Daphne - she was shown to be a bit of jerk.
Later in the season, Cressida gains the attention of the Queen's nephew, only to lose him to Daphne. Maybe it's a side effect of the show, but I always wondered why the prince did not end up pursuing Cressida again. I felt really sorry for her.
Maybe Lady Cowper and Lady Featherington are cut from the same cloth and Cressida is what Prudence would have been if she had been prettier?
I plan on reading the book and hope to get more insight into that character.
