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The PhotographerDillon was learning to speak Russian a little better after a week in Kiev, Ukraine. He found the people friendly and helpful, and a larger percentage of them spoke a bit of English than he had expected. Dillon took every opportunity to practice his Russian, freely starting conversations with the accommodating Ukrainians. He focused his efforts on the beautiful young women of the city when possible. They seemed to find the tall and lean American with a camera slung over his shoulder interesting.He found the large city to be beautiful with its century's old architecture and plentiful parks. He spent most of his first week photographing cathedrals, statues and fountains of the remarkably clean city. He had rented a small furnished apartment overlooking the scenic Vostok River, and leased a spacious office in a modern industrial park. He spent several hours a day fashioning the large two room office into a photography studio and darkroom.He was growing accustomed to the local food, and was pleased to find he could actually drink the water, something previous romps to Mexico from his hometown of La Jolla, California had caused him to be concerned about. The city's nightlife thrived seven nights a week, and Dillon was slowly making friends he met in some of the local pubs and clubs. He took his camera everywhere he went, often using a dozen rolls of film a day.The day before his friend Sergei arrived, Dillon managed to hire a young man for some part time work he would need done at his new studio. Kiril was twenty two years old and had three years experience as an assistant stage-set technician. Hauling furniture and bags of supplies to the studio, Dillon and Kiril began to set up the furniture and supplies, and with Kiril's expertise, managed to create the illusion of a young teenage girl's dream bedroom. Happy with his progress, Dillon let Kiril have the rest of the day off, and began to set up his photography lights and reflectors. That evening, as Dillon was finishing up his darkroom, Sergei called him from the airport."Hey Dillon," Sergei said. "It's nice to be home my friend! Let's meet for a drink.""You got it buddy," Dillon said. "Let's try to speak Russian this evening. I need the practice.""As you wish," Sergei said, switching to Russian."My Russian isn't nearly as good as your English, but I am trying." Dillon admitted."That's ok, my friend. We are meeting my brother tonight, and he speaks no English at all. And I doubt either of the girls he has with him speak any either." Sergei gave Dillon directions to upscale nightclub on the edge of the city."My brother owns a large chunk of the club," Sergei added.Dillon's taxi left him in front of the brightly lit nightclub, but the bouncer at the front door refused to let him in with his camera. As Dillon tried in vain to argue in his limited Russian, he felt a strong hand on his shoulder."It's ok, comrade," Sergei said to the bouncer, and giving Dillon a quick wink. "We are here to meet my brother. This is his new photographer." The bouncer didn't apologize, but stood aside and let both men into the crowded nightclub. When Dillon saw how the women in the club were dressed, he understood the bouncer's policy on no cameras. Scantily clad women and stylishly dressed men made Dillon feel very under-dressed. He followed Sergei through the dancing crowd to a locked door. Sergei quickly produced a key from his pocket and opened the door, which led to a carpeted staircase. Another bouncer stood at the top of the stairs."Sergei," the large man said. "Your brother is here and expecting you." He opened the door at the top of the steps, and the two men entered a large office, which overlooked the entire club through a large one way window."Brother!" said a man of about forty years old."Mikhail!" Sergei said, opening his arms and hugging his brother, kissing him quickly on both cheeks. "It is good to see you again!" Dillon looked quickly around the office. It was expensively decorated. Two young women sat on a comfortable looking sofa in the back of the office. And two very young looking women, girls actually, both blonde, approached Dillon from behind. One, who couldn't be more than thirteen or f******n, took his camera, while the other girl, Dillon thought she was about the same age, took him by the hand and led him to the sofa where the two other women sat. Dillon was admiring how the four women were dressed. None of them wore much, but what they did wear looked nicely enticing. As Sergei and his brother Mikhail warmly talked and caught up with one another, Dillon sat comfortably on the sofa and glanced quickly at the women on either side of him. They seemed a bit younger than Dillon's twenty-seven years. One was blonde with bright blue eyes, a slender dancer's body with small breasts. The other, a brunette, had dark mischievous eyes and a fuller, rounder figure than the blond on his left. Both girls smiled at him."This is Dillon, Mikhail," Said Sergei, finally, introducing the two men. Dillon stood to shake Mikhail's hand. "My American friend I made in Prague." Dillon had met Sergei in Czechoslovakia. Sergei had financed and produced more than a dozen high quality pornographic feature films. He had hired Dillon to photograph the scenes, selling the results to several porno-web sites. The two had become quick and close friends. When the production had ended, Sergei had suggested that Dillon and he spend some time in Kiev, Sergei's hometown, working on an idea that Sergei and his brother had come up with."Welcome Dillon," Mikhail said warmly in Russian. The three men gathered around Mikhail's desk and talked for nearly two hours. Dillon was pleased with his command of the Russian language, only rarely losing his way in the conversation taking place. Dillon, Sergei, and Mikhail discussed their new business venture. The youngest girls often brought drinks for the men up from the bar downstairs. Finally, Mikhail rose from his desk and stood, as the two youngest girls helped him put on his expensive jacket. He gave the ass of one of the little blonde girls a squeeze, making her giggle and brush her hand across Mikhail's crotch. As Dillon watched, he found himself mesmerized by the little blond girl. He had never seen this behavior from a girl her age before. He took her in with his keen photographer's eye. She was probably only five feet tall, and weighed less than ninety pounds. She wore a short skirt that showed off her young firm, tan and strong legs. As Mikhail groped her ass, Dillon noticed she wore little white thong underwear. The snug fitting top she wore exposed her tight tummy and hid small breasts. She had bright and smiling blues eyes, perfect white teeth, and full pink lips. She wore no makeup at all. She wore her golden blonde hair and twin pony tails. The other girl, a blond also, was even shorter and thinner than her counterpart. She had a perky little ass also. Dillon watched her as she wrapped a thin arm around one of Mikhail's legs, very near his crotch."Come Anastasia, come little Masha. Pappa will take you home now," Mikhail said. The two little blonde girls wiggled in excitement as Mikhail led them from the office. The bouncer stood at the open office door, looking in at Sergei, Dillon and the two remaining women."Let's go party, my friends," Sergei suggested. Standing, the two men left the office followed by the sexy blonde and brunette. The four danced and drank for another hour, while Dillon paid the blonde close attention, before Sergei led them across the street to a small restaurant. The four found an open booth on the corner and dined on an excellent meal of lamb and vegetables, before Sergei said good night, leading the brunette out of the restaurant and hailed a cab."Well, handsome American man, what shall we do with ourselves for the rest of the evening?" the young blonde woman asked him in a quiet and husky voice, moving over very close to him in the booth."You can call me Dillon," He said. She had beautiful blue eyes and soft red lips."Then you should call me Tanya, please. Are you a famous photographer?""Hardly, more like infamous," he said hoping his poor Russian vocabulary made his point. He noticed her erect nipples pressing against her tight white cotton top. He felt himself becoming aroused. Each time he had looked at her, through out the night, the more he had admired her looks and behavior."Have you photographed any famous people, Dillon?" she asked, placing her small hand on his leg, not far from his crotch. He shook his head, looking down at her hand. She squeezed his leg lightly. "Have you been photographing my beautiful city, Dillon?" She asked. He nodded, watching her hand travel further up his leg. "How long have you been speaking Russian, Dillon?""Seven days," he croaked as she softly grasped his erection."I can teach you some dirty words, if you like, Dillon," She said quietly into his ear as she began to unzip his fly. "Would you like that, Dillon?" Dillon nodded, yes he would. She brushed her breasts against his shoulder. He had grown very hard now, in his excitement. She leaned closer and kissed him on his ear, as she worked her small hand into his pants. He felt her wrap her thin fingers around the base of his erection."You have a nice thick cock, Dillon," She said, lightly thrusting her tongue into his ear, causing him to shiver. "And you have nice big hairy balls." Dillon was thoroughly enjoying Russian lessons in dirty words."I would like to suck on your thick cock, Dillon. I'll massage your big balls for you," Tanya said. He looked into her blue eyes, which were half closed. With her free hand, she led his hand to her chest and held it firmly against one of her breasts. She lightly bit her lower lip and smiled sexily at him as she massaged his balls."Would you like that Dillon?""Yes." He would like that a lot, he thought, as he watched her tongue travel around her soft lips. She released his hand, but he kept fondling her small firm breast, pinching her stiff nipple through her soft top. She grabbed his other hand and placed it between her legs. He noticed immediately how warm it was between her firm thighs."I have a very tight pussy, Dillon. Would you like to feel it?" Dillon did, in fact, want to feel her tight pussy. He fingered her through a pair of silky, wet panties. She twirled her tongue around his ear, arousing him more. "Feel my pussy Dillon."Dillon slid a finger under her thongs and gently rubbed her very wet pussy lips. Slowly, he inserted his finger into her. She indeed had a very tight and snug pussy. It felt wet and warm as it clinched his finger tightly. His other fingers explored her pussy. It was completely shaved, and was very soft and smooth. She sighed heavily and began to massage his rock hard cock, rubbing her small thumb over the top of it, smearing some pre-cum fluid over the head of his dick. He moaned."I am a married woman, Dillon." She admitted. "My husband is old man and he has a small, tiny dick. He is rarely home to fuck me with it. So when he leaves town, I often work for Mikhail."Dillon looked into her beautiful face. So she was a part time prostitute, he surmised. It figures, Dillon thought. It would explain why a young woman of her exceptional looks would be holding onto his cock on a restaurant. "Would you like to fuck my tight wet pussy with your thick cock, Dillon?" He nodded. Yes he would. He would like that very much."Pay for our dinner, Dillon and I'll get us a taxi," Tanya said, pulling her hand from his pants and licking her thumb. "Mm."Soon, Dillon and Tanya were back at his dark apartment. She led him to his bed and took off his shirt and helped him out of his pants and shoes. She gently pushed him down on the bed, naked. She stood at the end of his bed, and turned to look out his large window, taking in the lovely view of the river below. Moonlight shown on her as she turned to him and began to slowly remove her clothes. She slipped off her shoes, and unzipped her short skirt, allowing it to drop to the floor. She slipped her thumbs under the straps of her thong underwear and smoothly slipped them off too. She slowly ran her hands over her firm tummy before lifting her small white top over her head, and shaking her hair.As the moonlight illuminated the half of her body closest to the window, Dillon watched her hands roam over her lithe curves. He wondered how she stayed in such marvelous shape. He thought perhaps it must be some sort of dancing, perhaps aerobics. "Do you find me uşak escort attractive, Dillon?" She asked."I find you very attractive, Tanya." She moved onto the bed with him, crawling up between his legs. She knelt over his hips and stroked his hard cock, purring softly. Dillon reached for her and pulled her up to him. He hoped this part-time prostitute would kiss him. He desperately wanted to kiss her while his hands roamed her young body. She lay down on him, her hard nipples and small firm breasts resting on his chest. She looked into his eyes, touched his face with her soft hand."Would you like to kiss me, Dillon?" He nodded, taking her finger into his mouth and nibbling on it."I will let you kiss me, handsome American," She said. "Tonight, you may kiss me."Dillon pulled her face down to his and found her lips. As he ran his fingers through her hair, she gently kissed him, stopped, and kissed him again. Tanya stopped kissing him again and sighed deeply. Dillon ran his hands down her back, resting them on her firm butt. He squeezed her lightly. She kissed him again deeply now, her tongue working into his mouth. Her legs spread and he worked a hand between them. Her bald pussy will still wet from the restaurant and frisky taxi ride home. Finally, Tanya broke her kiss, and began to slide down his body.She took his hard cock in her mouth, wrapping her lips around his swollen head and massaging it with her tongue. She wrapped one small hand around his cock, using her other to cradle his balls. She began to suck on the head of his cock while slowly jerking him off. Dillon fluffed up his pillows and pulled them under his head, looking down and watching her suck his cock. She had her fine ass raised into the air catching some of the blue moonlight from the window, her legs spread slightly as she moaned on his cock, wiggling her ass slightly.Within a minute, she began to take more and more of his cock into her mouth. He enjoyed the way she held his balls, cradled in one hand and lightly squeezing them occasionally. Her other hand diligently worked the shaft of his cock that she hadn't fit into her mouth yet. Tanya had more than half his cock in her mouth and began to slide it in and out of her mouth, getting more and more saliva on him. Soon her saliva filled hand was gliding up and down his slick cock with her mouth. She continued to keep her lips tightly wrapped around his cock and she was able to create considerable suction. As she took him deep into her mouth, her tongue caressed the underside of his cock. As she raised her head nearly off his cock, her tongue circled his swollen head, teasing it. Dillon was loving Tanya's blow job. After several minutes of this, Dillon felt himself growing more excited, his cock swelling. Tanya's hand released his cock and she shifted her body to take more of him into her mouth now. Tanya had been taking more than half of him in, while working the rest of his slick cock with her saliva-covered hand. Now she began to slowly take more of him into her mouth. Dillon watched her mouth traveling up and down his cock more quickly now, slowly getting her lips closer to the base of his cock each time. He felt the head of his cock touch the back of her mouth again and again. Her tongue kept working the underside of his cock and it felt wonderful. Suddenly he felt the head of his cock slip into her tight throat. He watched with pleasure as his cock completely disappeared into her mouth. Saliva had covered his balls now, as she still used one hand to squeeze them lightly. Dillon's hips were thrusting an inch or two off the bed as she deep-throated him."Tanya, I'm going to come," Dillon said desperately, in English, his mind too occupied to try to translate his warning into Russian. Tanya moaned and kept sucking him into her warm wet mouth, gently milking his balls. As he started to come in her mouth, she again began to jerk him off with her hand, urging him to come hard with her moans. Dillon cried out loudly as he pumped more and more sperm into her. Soon she was licking sperm and saliva off his sensitive, twitching rock-hard cock."Mm," she said. "Delicious American come." Dillon sighed deeply, trying to recall if he ever had such a expertly engineered blow job. It hadn't taken Tanya long to get him to come, perhaps four, maybe five minutes. He felt her crawl up his body to him again. His hands found her thin body. His fingers tickled her along her ribs. "Mm." She said softly. "I liked holding your big hairy balls Dillon." He held her closely. She whispered her dirty thoughts into his ear as he recovered from his orgasm. She told him she could still feel the fat head of his cock in her throat. Dillon was happy to learn more dirty Russian words. He rolled her over so he was lying on top of her and kissed her hard. He cock had grown a little soft, but he was still very aroused. He kissed her on her neck, and found her earlobe with his lips. He nibbled it lightly, returning soon to her neck, throat, and traveling down to her shoulder. He found her hard nipples with his lips and massaged her breasts firmly with his hands. He felt Tanya's body moving under him, he felt her shiver as he bit her nipple lightly. He trailed some kisses down to her sexy little belly button, sticking his tongue into the recess and teasing her. He felt her legs spread out wide, expecting him to move lower. Dillon would not disappoint her. He hovered over her hips, grabbing her legs and spreading them wider, allowing the moonlight to reflect off her glistening bald pussy. She had long pussy lips, swollen with anticipation. Dillon pushed her knees back toward her tummy as he lowered his head to suck on her pussy.Tanya responded to his mouth with a loud moan and her hips thrust toward his mouth. He tongued her pussy lips, clit and thighs and she squirmed and moaned. He pushed her legs further back and flicked his tongue over her little pink asshole. Tanya responded by grabbing his hair in her hands and holding his head tightly between her legs. Dillon listened to her moans and studied her responses as her licked and sucked her. He worked a finger, and then two into her pussy, gauging her responses. Slowly, Dillon was able to build upon her excitement, gradually increasing her pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair now and taught him more dirty Russian words, encouraging and begging him. Soon, Dillon found her rhythm, and began to tease her closer and closer to her orgasm. Soon she wrapped her strong legs around his head tightly and pulled painfully on his hair. She screamed his name loudly, exotically, Dillon thought, in her thick Russian tongue,and pushed her pussy forcefully up into his face. Dillon worked her enlarged clit with his tongue quickly until she shivered powerfully and pulled his head away from her lap.Dillon found her belly button again with his tongue and gave it a little attention as Tanya caught her breath and regained her senses. He felt proud of himself. He felt he had risen to the occasion and please her as well as she had pleased him. Soon, Tanya was breathing almost normally again and pulled him up toward her face. He kissed her deeply, as she spread her legs beneath him, offering her wide-open pussy to him. Kissing her gently, holding her face between his hands, he shifted his hips to enter her. Tanya reached between them and grabbed his cock, leading it to her opening and guiding it in."Slowly Dillon," she pleaded. "Please go slowly." Dillon found her to be surprisingly tight. He slid the fat head of his cock in and out of her pussy, spreading her open and getting himself covered with her slickness. She raised her legs slightly, so Dillon slid a little further into her, while kissing her gently. She responded to his thrust by biting him softly on his lower lip and purring. He pulled back a bit. Her hips followed him, rising off the bed slightly. He reached a hand under her ass then, and held her up off the bed as he slid a little further into her. She bit him on his lip again, moaning and grabbing the back of his head with one hand and his back with the other. Dillon held her up that way and waited for her to give him another sign she was ready for him to go thrust deeper into her. Tanya shivered lightly, then relaxed and thrust her hips up, pushing her tight pussy further up his cock."Oh Dillon," She moaned. "Oh." God! Dillon loved the way she said his name.Dillon held her tightly as she adjusted to his very hard cock. Her warm pussy felt wet and tight around him. She thrust again, and took him almost all the way in. Tanya shivered again and turned her face to the side burying her head into the pillow and biting it hard. She growled. Dillon lowered her hips back to the bed, keeping his hand under her ass and began to slide in cock out off her pussy, as she wrapped her strong legs around him. Dillon was thankful Tanya had sucked him off into an orgasm previously. Dillon knew he would have been too excited to last long if she had stopped sucking him off and had started fucking him earlier. Now, he felt under control, ready to give his little blond part-time prostitute a good old American fucking. As he started working his cock in and out of her, Tanya tossed her head from side to side. Her pussy was grasping him tightly. Her pussy was slick, wet and very warm. Her hips rose to meet his thrust. He felt her pussy relax very slightly, allowing him to increase the power of his thrusts. Soon he was hammering into her. Each time his cock slammed into her a little chirping sound escaped her as she raked his back with her fingers. With his shoulders, he pushed her legs further up, until her knees almost rested under her arm pits. She stopped tossing her head from side to side as he found an access that allowed him to travel more deeply into her. She looked up at him with half-open eyes, mouth open, as her body broke out in a thin glistening sweat. He kissed her deeply, and she held his face as he pounded into her. Dillon thrust harder and harder, her little noises becoming louder, and quicker. Dillon knew if he kept up this pace she would come soon. So he stopped while deep in her and found her nipple and lightly bit it. She removed her hands from his face and grabbed his hips, encouraging him to fuck her hard. Slowly, Dillon began to work his thrust into her back to the torrid pace that had her almost coming. Soon, she was sounding very near an orgasm again. Dillon stopped again, teasing her. With her eyes, Tanya begged him to keep fucking her hard."Fuck me hard, Dillon," She pleaded.So he did, this time not stopping until she was screaming that she was coming. He was learning more dirty Russian words for his efforts. Tanya's body was convulsing beneath him, her head tossing side to side as his balls slapped against her ass. He felt her nails scr****g his back, suspecting a hot shower later would cause the light scratches to burn. Finally, Tanya grabbed him tightly around his waist with her legs."Stop," she pleaded. "Stop for a minute baby." He pulled his cock halfway out of her pussy, feeling her holding onto him tightly. Tanya began biting a little finger, moaning softly. Her body felt slick with sweat beneath him. Dillon raised himself slightly and blew down on her breasts lightly, causing her nipples to grow even longer. She giggled and moaned when he did this again, sounding a little embarrassed."You have a wonderful little pussy," Dillon said in his best Russian."You have a big fat magic cock," she told him. Tanya pushed a hand up into his chest, so Dillon rolled off her, and lay down beside her, hoping their love making wasn't over. She turned over onto her side facing him, laying a long slender arm over his chest. She kissed him on his chin and fondled his cock with her free hand. Then she cupped his balls."You have more sperm for me, Dillon," She commented, gently squeezing his ball sack. Tanya climbed on top of him straddling him. He reached up for her small firm breast, massaging them and flicking her nipples. He admired her as she sat up on him, her body catching moonlight and glistening with a fine sweat. He poked her in her belly button and made her giggle."I love how your hands feel on me American.""I can keep them on you for the next few months if you like.""That would be nice, Dillon, but not possible.""Why not, babe?""I am a married woman.""How long is your husband out of town?""Until Friday." Tanya said. Three more days. He ran his hands over her remarkably feminine body, noticing thousands escort uşak of tiny blonde hairs covering her everywhere. He thought he should try to touch each one."Do you have to work for Mikhail again before your husband comes home?" Dillon asked her. Tanya reached behind her and found his hard cock. She grasped it, massaging it."Only if something good comes up," She explained, winking at him and tickling his hard cock. "He called my yesterday and told me about his brother and his American friend coming to town. I told him I would like to the opportunity to work. The price was right. Mikhail is a very generous man, with me. But I don't really need the money. I like the excitement and the sex." Tanya said. She leaned forward to kiss him and he felt her slide down his body, as she guided her pussy toward his cock. She broke her kiss."Working for Mikhail can be better than having an affair. I make extra money and don't become emotionally attached. I can control things a lot better this way, for the most part," Tanya explained as she slid her pussy onto the head of his cock. Dillon reached a hand toward her breast and lightly twisted her nipple."Oh," she moaned. "My husband doesn't even try to attempt to satisfy me." She slid further down his cock. Her pussy was still tight, warm and wet."Oh," she moaned again. "His cock is small and thin." Dillon reached his other hand to her other nipple and twisted it lightly too. She slid further down his cock, her hand releasing his cock and grabbing his balls."Oh," she moaned. "His balls aren't big and hairy and full of sperm." Dillon lay back on his pillows as Tanya, straddling him, taking him all the way inside of her. She put her hands on his chest and sat straight up. She began to work her hips forward and backward, slowly. Soon she began to work her hips side to side."Oh Dillon," She moaned, as his cock filled her. Tanya ground her pussy down into his pubic bone as her hips churned and bucked atop of him. He massaged her breasts, often pinching and flicking her erect nipples. But mostly he lay back, relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of her pussy wrapped around his cock. He watched her wiggle around on his lap, enjoying herself, as he marveled at her glistening body. She started working her hips faster, as he felt the head of his cock brushing against the walls deep in her pussy. Soon her movements became more urgent, as she ground down on him."Oh Dillon," She moaned. "I'm going to come again." Her legs squeezed his hips powerfully as she rode back and forth on his rock hard cock. She raised her hands to his, holding her breasts. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly, losing herself in another orgasm. Dillon watched her, wishing he could photograph this somehow. He found himself wondering how much this would have cost him if he had to pay for it. It would probably be a lot, he thought, as she screamed loudly, now wiggling out of control atop of him. He could afford it. He had been making a lot of money this year, working six and seven days a week, selling thousands of pornographic photos each month.Tanya gasped loudly and fell forward, limp. Dillon stopped her easily before she slumped into him, and lowered her to his body as her pussy quivered around his cock."Oh Dillon."He caressed her sweaty back as she shivered and shook. His cock was still buried in her tight and now soaking wet pussy. Tanya began to slowly rock up and down on his cock now. She turned her face toward his and he held it, finding her lips with his. He let his hand travel down her back and hold her tight to him. Her hips began to raise up and down now. Her pussy had a tight grip on his cock, but its wetness allowed to travel smoothly from the head to the base. Her pussy felt marvelous traveling up on down his cock now, as he lay back, kissing her and enjoying the feeling."Do you like my tight pussy, Dillon?" Tanya asked. He nodded and grabbed her ass with one hand. It was firm and strong, with little if any fat. It was nice and rounded with strong muscle, which was helping her ride up and down on his rock hard cock."I like riding up and down your long thick cock, Dillon." Soon she picked up the pace as they continued to kiss. She twirled his tongue in and out of his mouth, and touching his face. Her hips worked feverishly to ride him up and down. A slick film of sweat formed between their upper bodies where they touched. She bit his lip again and purred. Dillon moaned, her pussy feeling heavenly riding his cock.Dillon stopped her and lifted her off of him. This caused Tanya to whine a little, so Dillon spanked her lightly on her tight butt. He spun her around and flipped her over on her stomach, pulling her ass into the air. He knelt behind her and entered her, driving his cock straight into her tight pussy as she groaned in pleasure. She raised herself on her arms and looked back at him as he drove into her. She looked at him with hunger in her eyes."Fuck my little pussy hard, Dillon, please."Dillon did as he was told. He slammed the length of his cock into her again and again. Her arms seemed to give out and her head and shoulders dropped to the bed again. He kept slamming into her as she began to grunt with the force of his thrusts. Dillon rose slowly from his kneeling position behind her and drove his rock-hard cock down into her now, standing behind her, his knees slightly bent. In this way he was able to drive very deeply into her. He looked down and watched his cock slamming into her tight young pussy. He liked the look of her little pink asshole. With his index finger, Dillon wiped a bit of the juice from Tanya's soaked pussy and rubbed it around her tight little butt hole, getting it nice ands slick. As he slammed his cock into her pussy over and over, he began to work his finger into her ass. Tanya howled in pleasure."Oh god!"He had his finger buried only to the first knuckled, as he felt her pussy spasm around his cock. His slid his finger out a bit, then shoved it into her ass to the second, middle knuckle."Oh god Dillon!"He began to slide his finger slowly in and out of her ass as he pounded her pussy."Fuck I'm coming again!"He buried his finger into her ass and spun it around a little, causing her pussy to release a flood of fluids. The little blond screamed loudly, and began to tremble and shake. Dillon felt his own excitement growing, as he watched his finger sliding in and out of her ass. Her pussy was quivering very pleasurably around his cock. He pulled his finger all the way out of her ass and then shoved two fingers into her. Tanya responded with a howl as her orgasm peaked. He learned a slew of new and dirty Russian words. A small tremor shook through Dillon's balls, he knew he would come soon as he continued to penetrate Tanya's pussy and ass forcefully."I'm gonna come soon baby.""Come in my mouth . . . please!"Dillon gave her a couple dozen more thrusts and then yanked his cock and fingers out of the little beauty. She quickly spun around and eagerly swallowed his pulsing hard-on. She grabbed his shaft and began to jerk him off into her mouth and she again cupped his balls, to milk the come out of them. He came in long powerful spurts, feeding his little part-time whore a healthy man's sized portion of sperm. Tanya swallowed it greedily, slurping hard on his spasming cock. He held the back of her head as she milked the last drops of come from him. Dillon felt peacefully drained.He fell back onto his pillows, his head swimming. With his eyes half open, he watched Tanya reach for his cock again, to lick the last drops of come that had dripped out. His dick was sensitive, and she handled it gently, like a pro. "Mm." Tanya commented. She purred quietly while holding his softening erection. "You fuck like a wild stallion, you American stud. I loved it. I wish I could get this kind of attention everyday.""I can do my best, Tanya." Dillon promised. "I don't know how long I could afford it, but I would work f******n hours a day so I could hire you.""I wish, baby," she purred. "I'll fuck you for free as often as I can get away with it." She crawled up to him and curled up in his arms. Dillon held her close to him, pulling her back tight into his chest. "So are you going to be taking photos of all those young girls, Dillon? Is that what i heard tonight?""That's the plan," Dillon admitted."Is there much of a demand for them?""Apparently.""Mikhail can get his hands on dozens of girls.""Hm. That's quite sad." Dillon said. He reflected on what he was going to do. It would certainly be lucrative. But it caused him to feel morally bankrupt. He had traveled the world as a photographer. He had seen beautiful sights and horrible scenes. He had photographed near miracles, and bloody disasters. He had seen how cruel this world could be to c***dren, even when he didn't contribute to their misery. He sighed deeply. Tanya seemed to since his anxiety."Kiev is home to many photographers, Dillon. If it wasn't you, Mikhail and Sergei would hire another." Dillon kissed her on her ear and lay his head back down on his pillow, pulling a blanket up over both of them.Chapter 2Dillon arrived at his new studio early the next morning. Mikhail and Sergei were bringing the first model he would photograph in at ten and he wanted to be ready. He unloaded three cases of 38mm film and stocked his darkroom with chemicals and paper. He brought in a small refrigerator he had purchased, and stocked it with some soft drinks and some Corona he had found in neighborhood liquor store. At nine thirty, he turned on his powerful lights, to let them slowly warm up. The bedroom set he and Kiril had designed needed a bit of touching up. Once done, he used his spectrometer to measure the range of light the bed was receiving. He was making some adjustments to his lighting when Sergei and Mikhail entered with the first model. Dillon recognized her as one of the young blondes that had left with Mikhail last night. She looked very cute, in a little school girl outfit. She wore make up, which Dillon thought looked kind of amateurish. Dillon greeted everyone warmly."Sergei, Mikhail…how are you this morning," Dillon said, shaking both men's hands. He wasn't quite comfortable with the Ukranian habit of greeting, which included kissing on both cheeks. Both men beamed friendly smiles at Dillon and remarked how good his studio and little bedroom set looked. Mikhail introduced Dillon to the young girl."I don't think I introduced you to Masha last night, Dillon," Mikhail said. "She insisted on being your first model. I, grudgingly, agreed. It seems I can never say no to her, and if I do, she doesn't listen."Masha smiled innocently at Mikhail and then at Dillon."It's nice to meet you sir," Masha said sweetly. "I am so excited.""Wonderful Masha. Call me Dillon, please." He examined her closely. He led her over to the bed and she sat down. "I'll be right back and we can get start, Masha. Did you bring any make-up with you?""Yes Dillon," She said. "I think I have everything I need in my bag.""Ok. Let me get Sergei and Mikhail situated and I'll be right back."Dillon got a small chair from behind his desk, and retrieved another from his dark room for the two men. He opened a closet and retrieved a small director's chair he liked to have handy during his shoots. "Make yourself comfortable men, it's going to be a little while before we start." Dillon explained. "There are some drinks in the refrigerator if you get thirsty." Dillon had them sit well away from bedroom set, much closer to his desk than the bed. He didn't want either man distracting him or Masha while they were working."Anastasia would like to be your second model," Mikhail mentioned to Dillon while he took a seat. "Perhaps this afternoon?" Dillon wondered if Mkhail was referring to the other young teen in his presense last night. He hoped Mikhail was."Perhaps, Mikhail," Dillon answered. "We can't rush these shoots. Never know how long they will take." In fact, Dillon didn't know how long it would take. Dillon had been debating with himself what kind of photo shoot this would be. He had studied a bit of this type of c***d, or young teen, pornography and knew there were more than several genres. He supposed, looking at Masha, that he would strive to produce some innocent looking photographs, nothing really too exposing and certainly nothing hard core. He had to be creative and perhaps a style would emerge as the shoot unfolded. He really hoped that Mikhail and Sergei didn't try to give him too much uşak escort bayan input. They had promised him all the artistic creativity he had asked for, and while Sergei knew how to produce slutty porno films, and Mikhail could certainly run a successful nightclub and prostitution business, Dillon suspected neither new much about photography or how to get a model to perform to her best abilities.He approached a smiling and patient Masha, who sat quietly on the bed, her legs crossed and hands on her lap. He sat next to her on the bed."I would like to re-do your make-up, Masha," Dillon stated. "It looks nice, but I have something else in mind, ok?" She looked up at him sweetly and nodded. "I will be soft clay in your strong and able hands, Dillon," She said. Dillon looked at her with a smile, slowly translating her words in his head. She certainly seemed to understand her role in this photo shoot, Dillon thought to himself. I hope her well spoken promise is true, he thought. He held out his hand and led her from the studio, grabbing her bag on the way out. They walked across the hallway and went into the rest room, where he sat on the counter, while she stood over the sink, water running, and scrubbed her pretty little face. Dillon watched her. She was tiny, only five feet tall and he guessed she weighed roughly ninety pounds, or less. He felt himself looking forward to this shoot. It was ground breaking work for him, and he always looked forward to that. He had a lot to learn about c***d pornography, and while the thought of it made him uncomfortable, he promised himself to do the best work he could. To strive to create artistic work. As he watched Masha, he hoped that she knew what she was getting into and that she wasn't being forced into this by Mikhail. He hoped she was looking forward to more intrepidly than he was."Masha?" Dillon asked her. "Do you really want to be photographed by me…nude?" She looked up at him, drying her face with some paper towels. She thought about what he asked her. Dillon watched her eyes closely."Yes sir," Masha said. "I listened to the three of you talking in the office last night. I knew I had to be involved. I wanted to be first. I have been begging Mikhail since we left the office last night.""I see," Dillon said."I like my body. I think I am very pretty.""I think so too." she was a fucking little hottie, he thought."Thank you," the proud teenager said. "I enjoy exposing myself to Mikhail. I know I have quite an effect on him." She finished drying her face and looked up at Dillon, smiling and continued. "I want to think that I will have that effect on others.""You and I will do our best, Masha," Dillon promised. "How old are you?""Eighteen." Dillon was doubtful."Ok, lets go back to the studio." Dillon took Masha by the hand and led her back into the studio and had her sit on the bed, facing one of the powerful lights and set her bag down next to her, searching it for her make-up.As he worked, he allowed himself to forget about Mikhail and Sergei, while he focused on Masha. He used the make up sparingly, hardly enough that it would be difficult to tell she had any on. He dabbed some here and there, adding just hints of color and blush, to counter the glare of lights. He combed her eye lashes until the were very curly. Then he focused on her short blonde hair, which she had tied in a bow. He untied the bow and ran his fingers through her hair, reaching for a brush in her bag. Together, Masha and Dillon fashioned her hair, combing teasing and brushing, into two cute pony tails. And then he combed her short bangs down nearly over her eyes. He was happy with the look of her face and hair now. He looked into her blue, lively eyes."Stand up, babe," Dillon said. "Let's work on your outfit." She was wearing a simple white button down shirt, which she tucked into a green and blue plaid skirt that came down to almost her knees. She wore long white socks, and little blue deck shoes with white shoe strings. He lifted her skirt, without a protest from Masha, and examined her underwear. He had to lift her shirt tails to find it. She wore a pair of thin white thongs. That wouldn't do, Dillon thought, and looked into her bag. Fortunately, she had brought another pair of underwear. He fished them out of the bag and examined them. He liked them much better for this shoot. They were much more conservative, something perhaps a f******n year-old would more likely wear. They were white with little teddy bears and trimmed in pretty red lace. He held them up to her."Switch," Dillon said in English. Masha looked at him, puzzled, but quickly and without a hint of modesty, slipped out of her thongs. As Dillon watched her, he got a nice look at her pubic hair, which was thin and blonde, hardly grown in at all, but it looked a little wild and unkempt. She reached for the teddy-bear underwear."Wait…Sit here on the bed," Dillon ordered her. She popped up onto the bed, crossing her legs, as Dillon stood and walked to his desk, ignoring the two men. He reached into the drawer of his desk, and finding a piece of paper and a pen, began making a quick list of items he had already began working on in his head as he and Masha had been preparing for work. He jotted down some bathroom supplies, a professional make-up kit, etc. Leaving the list on his desk, he reached into the drawer and grabbed a pair of scissors he hoped would work for the time being, and three safety pins."Bored yet?" Dillon asked Sergei as he returned to Masha."Yes, my friend." Sergei answered. Without stopping to talk, Dillon returned to Masha. He asked her to remove her top."Ok," She said without a hint of resistance. He watched her unbutton her shirt and lay it on the bed. He examined her bra, and decided it was fine for this shoot. It was a small training bra, and it looked conservative as he hoped it would. He signaled for her to turn around. He reached for her bra strap and unfastened it. Until he increased his Russian vocabulary, he would have to use a lot of direct means to get what he wanted. Masha quickly removed her bra. She was nicely tanned, Dillon noticed, and her skin had a healthy look. He could clearly make out her tan lines, and could see she owned a revealing bikini that she liked to sun in. He would find a way for her tan lines to work in his favor, but made a mental note to ask this little beauty to tan in the nude from now on. Her skin was smooth and nearly flawless, only a few freckles sprinkled her shoulders. He placed his hands on her hips, and gently turned her to face him. Her breasts were small and firm looking. He guessed them to be A cup size. Her areolas were quarter sized and soft pink in color. Her nipples were not erect, but he promised himself they would be when the time was right. He motioned for her to put her bra back on and handed her the shirt. Masha was quickly redressed. Dillon grabbed his chair, he set it next to the bed in front of the small white vanity set he and Kiril had bought to use in this bedroom set. He asked Masha to kick off her little shoes and remove her skirt. As she stood in front of him, he grabbed her shirttails and rolled them up a bit, until the shirt hung down to her slim curvy waist. He watched for any signs of discomfort or embarrassmentt from the young model as he worked, pinning her shirttails in place, and he saw none. The safety pins would not hinder her from unbuttoning and removing her shirt. He asked her to sit in front of him now, on the vanity, he was going to trim him pubic hairs."Ok?" he asked. Masha nodded enthusiastically, hopping up on the vanity and sitting down. She spread her legs for him. Her legs were hanging off the front of the vanity, so he grabbed one of her ankles and gently lifted her leg until he could set her foot on the vanity too. She lifted her other leg, quickly, and set that foot on the vanity also. Soon Dillon was looking right at her pretty little blonde pussy. To Dillon, it looked extremely inviting. Her pussy lips weren't fully developed, certainly not like Tanya's, Dillon thought, fondly recalling the sexy blonde that had woken up in his arms earlier this morning. Her pussy looked very tight, and it appeared, as she say in front of him, her legs wide and her pussy fully exposed, that she was still a virgin. He had assumed she wasn't, but she still had her hymen in place. He looked back over his shoulder at Mikhail. And then returned his gaze to Masha, he was looking down at him smiling at him."You're still a…." Dillon began. He had no clue how to say virgin in Russian."Katyaina? Yes I am, Dillon, surprised?" Masha said quietly, with a little giggle."Yes," Dillon admitted, whispering and looking into the pretty girls eyes. "I assumed you and Mikhail…""I have asked him to wait." She stated. "He has shown me many ways to please a man.""I see." Dillon lied."Anastasia, the other girl with us last night…" Masha began. "..is not so innocent as I. She loves it when Mikhail takes her. I just am glad to that Mikhail is not hurrying me.""That's nice," Dillon said quietly. He returned his gaze to between her legs. He placed his hands gently on her inner thighs, and spread her legs a little more open. He carefully ran the comb through her pubic hair, watching it carefully. It was very short and fine, and much of her little pussy was still bare. Using the cheap office scissors, he was able to have her looking much less wild than when he had first seen her. She still hadn't shown the least bit of modesty, so he asked her to hop down, and face away from him, so he could inspect her from behind. She soon stood in front of him, exposing her bare and sexy little teenage butt. Dillon found it delightful, with out a pimple, mole or freckle. It seemed very firm."Lean forward, please," Dillon ordered her. "And spread your legs apart." Dillon examined her closely, and found himself growing excited at her nakedness. She had a very sexy little body that aroused him, and she wasn't even full nude yet. He saw her looking up at him, her little head hanging between her legs. She smiled at him. Dillon winked at her and tried to remain professional. He examined her closely, finally grabbing her by her slim soft hips and turning her slightly, to illuminate her better. He thought she looked about as perfect as he could hope. He heard a cell phone ring behind him as Masha was redressing.It was Mikhail's phone. He spoke into it quickly, and Dillon couldn't understand most of what he said. As Dillon removed his chair from the set, Mikhail spoke with anger into the phone and hung up."Come Sergei!" He said. "We must go…" Sergei looked at the photographer. Dillon shrugged at his friend and smiled."You won't be missing much at all, Sergei. This is just a lot of work for me and Masha," Dillon explained. Mikhail approached the set and looked down at little Masha."You are in good hands, little one," Mikhail said. "Call me if you need anything. Anything!""I will Mikhail, but don't worry about me." Masha said. "I'll call Anastasia if Dillon has time this afternoon for her." Dillon was pleased the men were leaving. He preferred to be alone with his models, to have their undivided attention, and to work without interruption. He would be starting the shoot soon and the timing was perfect. The men had seen just enough to know how boring this job could be at times. He hoped it would discourage the men from joining him during future shoots. He said goodbye to the men as they hurriedly left the studio. He locked the door behind him. Masha had put on her shoes and socks, and Dillon fiddled with her clothes a bit. He lifted her skirt and was glad to see he had pinned the shirttails up just the right amount so they wouldn't hang down and block the camera's view of her little underwear.He sat Masha down and held her hand as he explained what they would do next. He told her how he expected her to act, and what directions she could expect of him. He tried to describe the type of photo shoot he had envisioned, and explained it would take some acting skills on her part to pull it off."You have no model training, Masha," Dillon explained, looking her in the eyes. "But I feel that you have endured everything wonderfully so far and think you will naturally do well." Dillon tried to sound inspiring. She smiled sweetly at him. "You are very pretty and I find your body very sexy. I will photograph you to capture your beauty and innocence. I think you will be very pleased with the results.""Ok Dillon," Masha said. "I hope so.""Now you and I must work as a team," Dillon explained. "My Russian is not good." Dillon fondly recalled Tanya teaching him many dirty words last night, many he knew would not apply here. "Let's get started."To be continued….
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A new Value resort, Art of Animation, offers 1120 family suites and 864 standard rooms. Art of Animation is considered a "Value Plus" resort because it is primarily composed of family suites, offers interior corridors and has a bigger, better food court. Standard rooms at Art of Animation are about $10 a night more than the rooms at the other Value resorts. Family suites at Art of Animation are about $50/night more.
Like the regular Value resorts, the Art of Animation buildings are big, brightly-painted with whimsical theming and enormous icons. Unlike the other Value resorts, Art of Animation has carpeted interior corridors, which should help to reduce noise from the exteriorOne down side is that you can't really park right by your room. If you have a lot of luggage, I recommend using Bell Services to take it all to your room.
Art of Animation offers the most elaborate and unusual of all Disney's resort food courts, called Landscape of Flavors. The food court includes a tandoor oven producing items like naan, tandoori chicken and shrimp; a Mongolian grill; gelato; coffee/espresso drinks; and a variety of "better for you" foods such as multigrain rice, buckwheat pasta and waffles, egg white frittatas, make-your-own yogurt parfaits and low-fat smoothies. The usual burgers, fries and Mickey waffles are also available. If you want even more options, you can walk over to Pop Century and visit the food court there.
The three pools at Art of Animation are themed but do not have water slides. The largest pool, The Big Blue Pool at the Finding Nemo courtyard, is over 12,000 square feet with zero entry and an underwater music, and has a pool bar, The Drop Off, nearby. There is a water play area, a playground.
There are two smaller pools, located in the Cars and The Little Mermaid courtyards. The Lion King wing has an additional play area..
Transportation from Art of Animation to all other areas of Walt Disney World is by bus. The bus stop is in front of Animation Hall, so there can be a lot of walking. It's not at all convenient to eat at another resort, go to Disney or attend special meals such as the Polynesian Luau unless you have a car.
Art of Animation offers complimentary wireless Internet (wi-fi) access in the rooms and select public areas. All rooms have mini-fridges and the family suites have a small microwave as well.
The standard rooms are 277 square feet and include two double beds or one King bed, for a maximum occupancy of 4 people (plus one baby under age 3 in a crib). The room decor is Little Mermaid-themed. The rooms are small and basic; for instance, there is no closet, only an open area with a clothes rod and shelf in the bathroom.
The family suites are 565 square feet and sleep 6 (plus one baby under age 3 in a crib). The floor plan of these new suites is different from the suites at All-Star Music and they are very slightly larger. There is a Queen bed in the master bedroom, which has its own private bathroom. The living room includes a full-size pullout sofa and a full-size pull-down bed that converts from the dining table. There is a small secondary bathroom off the living room. The "kitchen" is an area within the living room that has a small sink, mini-fridge and small microwave. The family suites' decor is themed to Finding Nemo, Cars or The Lion King.
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Astronaut John L. Swigert, Jr., Apollo 13 Command Module Pilot, holds the "mailbox," a makeshift device used to purge carbon dioxide from the Lunar Module that played a significant role in saving the doomed astronauts lives. Apollo 13 Hasselblad image from film magazine.
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Last Friday, for the first time ever, NASA uploaded the entire catalogue of 8,400 Apollo mission photos to Flickr spanning Apollo 7 (the first manned test flight in 1968) through Apollo 17, the final lunar mission in 1972. The effort to bring the photos online was lead by Kipp Teague of the Project Apollo Archive who first began scanning camera film magazines on behalf of the Johnson Space Center in 2004.
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Versus is a wellness device that detects the electrical patterns of the user's brain (EEG) and allows users to impact brain performance like never before. The Versus system includes a state-of-the-art 5 channel wireless EEG headset that connects to the Versus mobile iOS app via bluetooth. The headset has comfortable dry sensors, which enables quality exercise through an easy self-service experience.
Within the mobile app, both assessment and exercises are available to help users develop the ability to focus on demand or stay more calm with less effort. Better brain control can improve many things, including sleep patterns, problem-solving abilities, concentration, decision making, resource management and mental acuity. Use the Versus for your personal brain wellness or add the Versus system to your services to start measurably impacting the mental side of your clients' overall performance.
The Versus exercises are comprised of games that use your EEG recordings in real time to help you identify and practice brain states that promote increased focus and better stress management.
The more the brain practices a certain kind of behavior, the stronger that behavior becomes - just like going to the gym to train your muscles.
Are there side effects from Versus Exercises?
Generally no, we do not have many users reporting negative effects from using Versus.
Initially, some users may experience slight headaches due to the fit of the headset. New headsets can be a little stiff, like a new baseball glove. We recommend stretching the headset gently by pulling up on the "x-frame" that holds each sensor and stretching the ear phones apart. Over time, much like adjusting to a new pair of shoes, your headset will "break in" and you'll adapt to the headset for the duration of your Versus sessions.
Some people may experience some side effects to exercising, such as headaches or trouble sleeping. This can be similar to how muscles may hurt a bit after starting a new workout regimen. If these symptoms persist for longer than a week, it may be a signal that a protocol is not right for you. Please report any negative experience to your health care provider and to the Versus team (support@getversus.com), and we will check in with you to evaluate how your exercising is progressing.
There are no known permanent risks or injuries resulting from the Versus exercises. However, the Versus app may not be right for everyone. For example, if you can teach yourself to focus better, you can also teach yourself to focus less! Sometimes, people don't derive the benefits from Versus that they're hoping for, regardless of how consistent they do the exercises. This is why it's important to keep track of how exercising is going, to make sure that yours is headed in the right direction. Our feedback platform will allow you to keep us and yourself aware of how your exercising is progressing.
Much like learning the piano, you may not become 'smarter' but you may see your daily tasks become more manageable or an elevated state of calm throughout the day.
What will I gain from Versus Exercises?
There are different brain functions that you may be able to strengthen with Versus. Through our Versus Headset and App, you can focus on reducing your response to stressful events, reducing your general stress level, increasing your focus, decreasing your impulsivity, or increasing your brain's steadiness under different circumstances. Your individualized plan is determined by your NeuroPerformance Assessment results.
There is a saying in neuroscience: "Neurons that fire together, wire together." What does that mean? The more the brain practices doing something specific, the stronger it becomes at doing it over and over again. That means certain circuits in your brain get stronger the more they are used. So, for example, if you're using Versus to increase your relaxation while decreasing your reaction to stress, those functions in the brain grow stronger and more likely to be active over time.
Decades of peer-reviewed scientific research has been published in the fields of electroencephalography (EEG) and Neurofeedback, which are the basis for the Versus System. Although Versus is not a medical device and therefore does not claim to do Neurofeedback, many of the principles from the scientific literature have been implemented in the Versus system. There is considerable evidence to suggest that Neurofeedback training can improve function and performance in various realms. In fact, Neurofeedback has been declared as a Best Practice for increasing attention for Attention Deficit and Hyperactivity Disorder by the American Academy of Pediatrics.


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A battle honour is an award of a right by a government or sovereign to a military unit to emblazon the name of a battle or operation on its flags ("colours"), uniforms or other accessories where ornamentation is possible.

In European military tradition, military units may be acknowledged for their achievements in specific wars or operations of a military campaign. In Great Britain and those countries of the Commonwealth which share a common military legacy with the British, battle honours are awarded to selected military units as official acknowledgement for their achievements in specific wars or operations of a military campaign. These honours usually take the form of a place and a date (e.g. "Cambrai 1917").

Theatre honours, a type of recognition in the British tradition closely allied to battle honours, were introduced to honour units which provided sterling service in a campaign but were not part of specific battles for which separate battle honours were awarded. Theatre honours could be listed and displayed on regimental property but not emblazoned on the colours.

Since battle honours are primarily emblazoned on colours, artillery units, which do not have colours in the British military tradition, were awarded honour titles instead. These honour titles were permitted to be used as part of their official nomenclature, for example 13 Field Regiment (Chushul).

Similar honours in the same tenor include unit citations.

Battle honours, theatre honours, honour titles and their ilk form a part of the wider variety of distinctions which serve to distinguish military units from each other.

In the British military tradition

Origins
For the British Army, the need to adopt a system to recognise military units' battlefield accomplishments was apparent since its formation as a standing army in the later part of the 17th century.  Although the granting of battle honours had already been in place at the time, it was not until 1784 that infantry units were authorised to bear battle honours on their colours.  Before then, a regiment's colours were practical tools for rallying troops in the battlefield and not quite something for displaying the unit's past distinctions.

The first battle honour to be awarded in the British Army was granted to the 15th Hussars for the Battle of Emsdorf in 1760. Thereafter, other regiments received battle honours for some of their previous engagements.

The earliest battle honour in the British Army is Tangier 1662–80, granted to the Tangier Horse (later known as the 1st Royal Dragoons), the oldest line cavalry regiment of the British army, who in 1969 amalgamated with the Royal Horse Guards to become The Blues and Royals. Also awarded the honour was the  2nd Regiment of Foot, or the Tangier Regiment now The Princess of Wales's Royal Regiment, the senior English regiment in the Union (after the Royal Scots, the senior Scottish and British Regiment), for their protracted 23-year defence of the Colony of Tangier. The battle honour is still held by the successor regiment, the Princess of Wales's Royal Regiment. During these early years of the British standing army, a regiment needed only to engage the enemy with musketry before it was eligible for a battle honour. However, older battle honours are carried on the standards of the Yeomen of the Guard and the Honourable Corps of Gentlemen at Arms, neither of which are part of the army, but are instead the Sovereign's Bodyguard, in the personal service of the sovereign.

The need to develop a centralised system to oversee the selection and granting of battle honours arose in the 19th century following the increase of British military engagements during the expansion of the Empire.  Thus in 1882, a committee was formed to adjudicate applications of battle honour claims.  This committee, later called the Battles Nomenclature Committee, still maintains its function in the British Army today.

Entitlement
A battle honour may be granted to infantry/cavalry regiments or battalions, as well as ships (see Naval battle honours below) and squadrons; they are rarely granted to sub-units such as companies, platoons and sections in the army. Battle honours are usually presented in the form of a name of a country, region, or city where the unit's distinguished act took place, usually together with the year when it occurred.

Not every battle fought will automatically result in the granting of a battle honour. Conversely, a regiment or a battalion might obtain more than one battle honour over the course of a larger operation. For example, the 2nd Battalion of the Scots Guards were awarded two battle honours for their role in the Falklands War; "Tumbledown Mountain" specifically for the Battle of Mount Tumbledown, and "Falkland Islands 1982" for the overall conflict. Similarly, while in Korea, Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry earned both "Kapyong" (for the Battle of Kapyong) and "Korea 1951–1953" (for the overall war). Victory is not required to earn a battle honour: the Hong Kong Volunteer Defence Corps received the battle honour "Hong Kong" despite the defeat and capture of most of the force during the Japanese invasion of Hong Kong, while the cruiser  was awarded the naval engagement honour "Kormoran 1941" after being sunk with all aboard by the German raider Kormoran.

Supporting corps/branches such as medical, service, ordnance, or transport do not currently receive battle honours. However, and uniquely the Royal Logistic Corps has five battle honours inherited from its previous transport elements, such as the Royal Waggon Train. Commonwealth artillery does not maintain battle honours as they carry neither colours nor guidons—though their guns by tradition are afforded many of the same respects and courtesies. However, both the Royal Artillery and Royal Engineers were in 1832 granted by King William IV the right to use the Latin "Ubique", meaning everywhere, as a battle honour. This is worn on the cap badge of both the Corps of Royal Engineers and the Royal Regiment of Artillery (but not the Royal Horse Artillery). Likewise the Royal Marines, although a colours-carrying service, was granted, along with the conventional battle honour of "Gibraltar", the "Great Globe itself"  by King George IV for its very numerous battle honours around the world.

The practice was later extended to these same regiments and corps in the successor Commonwealth armed forces.

Battle honours for the Second World War
The Battles Nomenclature Committee advised operational Army Headquarters on the granting of battle honours. At the end of the war, the army received a report from the committee containing:
 The definitions of war theatre, battle, action and engagement
 A detailed list of all theatres, battles, actions and engagements throughout the entire war for which regiments could be granted battle honours

The army ordered regiments to form honours committees comprising at least five regimental officers, including past and present commanding officers, and the honorary colonel and lieutenant colonel. The regimental committee reviewed the report to determine which battle honours were claimable based on the unit's wartime service. The regiment submitted an application of claims to the army with evidence showing that the unit was worthy of the battle honours. Claims could also be made for actions not listed in the report. In Britain, public announcements followed the final approval of claims. The ceremonial granting of new battle honours would be made in the form of the presentation of new Regimental and Sovereign's Colours to the regiment by the British monarch or an agent of the Crown, such as the Governor General of a commonwealth dominion.

Display

In British and Commonwealth armies a unit's battle honours can normally be found engraved, painted or embroidered on:
 The Queen's Colour/King's Colour and Regimental Colour (in regiments of Foot Guards and line infantry)
 The Regimental guidon (for cavalry regiments)
 The King's Truncheon of the Royal Gurkha Rifles
 Drums of the regimental band and the corps of drums/pipes and drums
 The baldric worn by the Drum Major of the regimental band/pipes and drums
 The Drum Major's mace
 A regimental pipes and drums' pipe banners

As there is no order of precedence for battle honours, they are listed in chronological order, either in a single list, or in multiple even numbers of columns, reading left to right, and top to bottom. On drums, the honours are listed on scrolls, usually with the cap badge central, and other unit devices present (such as a representation of a unit distinction or motto).

The honours for the First and Second World Wars were restricted in that only a certain number of honours (up to ten each for the First and Second World Wars) could be selected for emblazonment, that is appear on colours or drums. This was due to the large number of battle honours awarded.  It is often the case that battle honours not carried on the colours (limited by space and design) will be emblazoned on the drum major's baldric.

Significance
While regimental colours and guidons are no longer carried on operations by British and Commonwealth military, as was their initial military function, the battle honours they carry are held in high esteem by military personnel.  Regiments take pride in their battle honours, and the winning of further battle honours, as these are seen to enhance a unit's reputation.

It remains a tradition that whenever military personnel meet a colour or guidon, it must be saluted.  This is not only because it is an object which represents the authority of the Crown, but also because the colours contain a regiment's battle honours, and thus represent the regiment's history and its deeds. Saluting a colour or guidon is thus a pivotal act in retaining an awareness of regimental history and traditions—key in the functioning of the regimental system. It remains common for army instructors to ensure that their recruits have memorised and are able to recite all of their regiment's battle honours. Such methods are meant to bring the new soldier into the regimental ethos and sub-culture by means of imprinting shared history.

In some cases where a battle honour was not granted, a special distinction has been substituted. For example, soldiers of The Rifles wear a cap badge on both the front and the rear of their hats. This so-called  "back badge" is unique in the British Army and was awarded to the 28th Regiment of Foot for their actions at the Battle of Alexandria in 1801. Knowledge of that battle honour, represented by the back badge, is said to have encouraged the soldiers of the Gloucestershire Regiment in the defence of Gloster Hill during the Battle of the Imjin River in April 1951 during the Korean War.

Other uniform distinctions include:
 Oakleaf Shoulder Badge (The Calgary Highlanders, The Canadian Scottish Regiment (Princess Mary's) and The Royal Winnipeg Rifles), awarded for "Kitcheners' Wood" in April 1915. No battle honour had been granted and the units petitioned for a special badge.
 Sphinx: Several British regiments have a sphinx on their regimental colour as well as cap badges and belt buckles to commemorate service in Egypt, specifically the Battle of Alexandria in 1801.
 Eagle: The Royal Scots Dragoon Guards have an eagle on their cap badge to commemorate the capture of a French Imperial Eagle at Waterloo by the Royal Scots Greys. The Blues and Royals similarly wear an eagle as a shoulder badge commemorating the Eagle captured at Waterloo by the Royal Dragoons.

Overseas awards to British military units
Subject to approval by the sovereign, awards made by other allied nations may be permitted to be worn or carried. For example, several units have been awarded the French Croix de guerre 1914–1918 and Croix de guerre 1939–1945, the ribbon of which can be worn on the uniform. The United States Presidential Unit Citation, as with other similar citations, is similarly worn on the uniform (usually on the arm), but is also carried on the colour or guidon of the unit it has been awarded to. In the Commonwealth, three units are permitted to carry this award on their Regimental Colour:
 2nd Battalion, Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry
 3rd Battalion, Royal Australian Regiment
 D Company, 6th Battalion, Royal Australian Regiment (Awarded to D Company but carried by the battalion as a whole)

The 2nd Battalion, Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry and the 3rd Battalion, Royal Australian Regiment received their awards for their actions at the Battle of Kapyong during the Korean War. Although their regiments carry the honour "Kapyong" as a whole, only these specific battalions are permitted to carry the PUC streamer that denotes the award by the United States and wear the ribbon on the uniform. D Company, 6th Battalion, Royal Australian Regiment were awarded their Presidential Unit Citation for their actions during the Battle of Long Tan in the Vietnam War. Although awarded to D Company, it is carried on the 6th Battalion's Colours and worn on the uniform of all members of the battalion. The PUC was awarded to the 1st Battalion, Gloucestershire Regiment for its actions at the Battle of Imjin River in 1951, with the tradition continued by its successor, the Royal Gloucestershire, Berkshire and Wiltshire Regiment, until its amalgamation into The Rifles.

Naval battle honours

Naval battle honours are battle honours awarded to warships. There are two types of naval battle honours: those awarded to ships that participate in a battle or campaign, or those for single-ship actions. Honours for battles take their name from the location of the battle, while honours for actions are named for the opposing ship. These are rendered differently, in order to distinguish between the two types and to limit confusion between battle honours with the same name (for example, between the multi-ship Battle of the Chesapeake in 1781, and the capture of USS Chesapeake by HMS Shannon in 1813). In older sources and on battle honour boards, battles are written in all capitals, while actions are capitalised normally and surrounded by single quotation marks (CHESAPEAKE 1781 and 'Chesapeake' 1813). Newer sources display battles with normal capitalisation, and italicise actions in the same way ships' names are italicised; both may or may not be contained in double quotation marks ("Chesapeake 1781" and "Chesapeake 1813"). The battle honours awarded to a ship are inherited by all subsequent warships of the same name.

Battle honours for Commonwealth warships were initially awarded and controlled by the British Admiralty, under the "Commonwealth Battle Honours List". Warships of Commonwealth navies would also inherit the honours of any preceding British warship of the name. Commonwealth navies later moved to independent but parallel systems. Australia began moving away by instituting a battle honour for the ships that served in the Vietnam War, then moved to a completely independent system before 1993, to avoid  inheriting the battle honours of the British Newcastles. The Royal Canadian Navy began displaying battle honours in the 1950s, but after the Unification of the Canadian Forces in 1968, new units entering service would only carry those honours earned by Canadian ships.

The earliest recorded naval battle honour is ARMADA 1588, the defeat of the Spanish Armada at Gravelines by a combined British-Dutch fleet. Because of the significant number of ships sunk during World War I and World War II, only three battle honours have been awarded for single-ship actions since the start of the 20th century: to the  cruiser  for sinking the German light cruiser  during the Battle of Cocos in November 1914 ('Emden' 1914), to the Commonwealth warships involved in the pursuit and last battle of the  in May 1941 ('Bismarck' 1941), and to the  cruiser  for the mutually destructive engagement with the  in November 1941 ('Kormoran' 1941).

Battle honour board
As warships do not carry regimental colours, battle honours are instead displayed on a battle honour board. This is usually a solid wooden board (traditionally teak) mounted on the ship's superstructure, carved with the ship's badge and scrolls naming the ship and the associated honours, and either left completely unpainted, or with the lettering painted gold. The size of the board and number of scrolls is dependent on the number of honours earned by a ship and her predecessors, although it is common for blank scrolls to be included in a design. Other designs are also in use: these include plaques for the ship and honours mounted on a backing board, or the details painted onto a flat board.

The British Admiralty set honour board sizes for various types of ship:  for capital ships and shore bases,  for cruisers and large auxiliary ships,  for all other surface ships, and  for submarines (the size restriction is so the board can be moved through the submarine's hatches, as it is only displayed when the submarine is on the surface).

Unusual awards of battle honours
Two educational institutions have been awarded battle honours. La Martinere College in Lucknow, India was awarded a battle honour, Defence of Lucknow 1857, for the role played by its students and teachers during the mutiny of 1857. McGill University in Canada received the award for their contingent's bravery at Arras in 1917 during the First World War.

The Royal Canadian Mounted Police, although a civilian police force, was awarded the status of a dragoon regiment by King George V following the service of many of its members during the First World War. As a consequence, it then became entitled to display the many honours it had won dating back to 1885:
 Northwest Canada 1885, South Africa 1900–02
 The Great War: France and Flanders 1918, Siberia 1918–19
 The Second World War: Europe, 1939–45
In addition, the RCMP received the honorary distinction of the badge of the Canadian Provost Corps, in recognition of the fact that the first Canadian military police unit was formed from volunteers from the RCMP.

The Army Post Office Corps (APOC) was the first British Volunteer unit to be awarded a battle honour for their participation in the 1882 Anglo-Egyptian War. The honour (Egypt 1882) was displayed on the regimental flag of 24 Middlesex Rifle Volunteer Corps (Post Office Rifles).

The only cadet unit to receive a battle honour is 1st Cadet Battalion, King's Royal Rifle Corps (KRRC). Around 100 older cadets, principally non-commissioned officers, served in the South African War with the KRRC, the City Imperial Volunteers and the Royal Army Medical Corps (RAMC). Four cadets were killed in action. In recognition of this service, King Edward VII granted the battalion the Battle Honour "South Africa 1900-1902". They are permitted to wear a miniature KRRC cap badge with this single battle honour, and call their members "riflemen" rather than cadets.

France

In France, Battle honours, known officially as , were created during the Wars of the French Revolution. The first honour such awarded is , the last one to date is . The honours are sewn in gold letters on the regiment's flag or standard under the form  (such as ). In some cases, the honour refers to a whole conflict and take the form  (such as ) or simply  (such as ). Some military schools and academies have their motto sewn on their flags as a battle honour, such as École polytechnique's  (for Fatherland, Sciences and Glory) in addition to the "true" battle honour .

During the 19th century, honours were limited to eight on a regiment's flag, leading to erase some honours in order to make room for newer ones. This limitation was upped to twelve honours after the Second World War. Some units, such as the 2 RIMA, have been awarded more than twelve honours, but their flag displays only the twelve considered the most important in the history of the regiment. Other units, such as the 1 RIMA, have been granted a dispensation allowing them to emblazon all their battle honours, regardless of their number.

In addition to battle honours, military units can be awarded collective military decorations and collective mentions-in-dispatches, leading eventually to the fourragère award.

Battle and theatre honours in India

Prior to independence, battle honours were awarded to British Indian Army as part of the British military tradition. Awards prior to the takeover of the Presidency Armies by the Crown in 1858 were done by the Governor General in India or the respective Presidency government that the units belonged to.

The practice of awarding battle honours and theatre honours to the Indian Army continued after independence in 1947 and these honours continue to be listed against a regiment's achievements. Battle honours, but not theatre honours, are permitted to be emblazoned on the President's Colours, which have replaced the King's colours after independence.

Battle honour days are celebrated by a few units or regiments. Present battle honour days however pertain to battles for which honours have been won post-independence.

Some battle honours, granted prior to independence to units for battles or campaigns in India against the local rulers or nationalist forces, have been declared as 'repugnant' and are not celebrated or held in esteem.

The earliest battle to be commemorated in the history of the British Indian Army was Plassey in 1757 which was awarded in 1829 vide Gazette of the Governor General No 43.

La Martinière is the only school in the world to have been awarded royal battle honours for its role in the defence of Lucknow during the Mutiny of 1857. In the honour of this institution, The President of India also launched a stamp post in its name.

See also
 Battle honours of the British Army
 Battle honours of the British and Imperial Armies
 Battle and theatre honours of the Australian Army
 Battle and theatre honours of the Indian Army
 Repugnant battle honours of the Indian Army
 Campaign streamer – a similar tradition of the U.S. military
 RAF battle honours
 List of South African Battle Honours

Notes

References

 Cook, Hugh. 1987. The Battle Honours of the British and Indian Armies, 1662–1982, Leo Cooper.
 Rodger, Alexander. 2003 Battle Honours of the British Empire and Commonwealth Land Forces 1662–1991, The Crowood Press.
   Battle Honours of the Indian Army 1757 – 1971.(1993) Vision Books (New Delhi)

External links

 Canada's Battle Honours, Legion Magazine
 Canadian Army Battle Honours
 Battle Honours of the Royal Canadian Armoured Corps
 Battle Honours of the Royal Canadian Infantry Corps
 Battle Honours of the Royal Navy, 1939–1945

British Army traditions
Military of the United Kingdom

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As many of you may have guessed by seeing the Top Photos from Flickr in 2016, it was an epic year for landscape photographers on Flickr. With a year of celebrity deaths and political turmoil retreating to nature is a logical place to find beauty and stillness needed to make it to 2017. Beautiful images from all over the world put everything in perspective. Whether a mountain or river, lake or ocean, desert or swamp, this planet is beautiful and massively impactful.
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Deputy Woodward of the Hernando County Sheriff's Office had a bit of a quandary: How to design crime prevention vehicle wraps for a pair of Ford Explorer Police Cruisers with an admitted lack of artistic ability. When he was recently assigned to Nature Coast Technical High Schoolas the School Resource Officer the solution became clear.
It turns out, the Nature Coast Sharks Graphic Design students lead by teacher Trevor Barlow had the artistic skills needed to bring his concepts of "See Something, Say Something" and "Lock It or Lose It" to life. Deputy Woodward provided the vision, Nature Coast Technical High students provided the design and Illusions Graphics and Vehicle Wrapsexecuted the installation.
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Oh and another happy ending: One of the design students (Luis Diaz) had applied for a design position at Illusions and was hired on the spot!
Nature Coast Sharks Graphic Design Students led by Teacher Trevor Barlow designed two Hernando County Police Crime Prevention Vehicle Wraps.


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Buffalo Sports By The Numbers: #20
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We are counting from 99 to 0 to determine who's the best Buffalo athlete to wear each number. It's Buffalo Sports By The Numbers here on Buffalo Sports Page.
We'll have a new number and athlete every day this summer. Each story also includes reaction from the Buffalo Sports Page staff, and a way to catch up on numbers you've missed.
After every 10 numbers, a Sylvester & Peck On Sports podcast will feature Budd Bailey and the guys reacting to the selections. The latest edition, recapping 29-20, is available now.
Don Luce, Sabres. Acquired from Detroit, Don became one of the best two-way forwards in hockey. He and Craig Ramsay were superb penalty-killers; they were often called by the other's name during their time together. Others: Joe Cribbs, Bills; Robert James, Bills; Abby Wambach, Flash.
Paul Peck's Digit Discussion: Beyond what Don Luce did on the ice, his legacy will always be tied to Alexander Mogilny. It was Luce, then the Sabres personnel chief, who actually accompanied Mogilny as he defected from Russia. Luce has great stories of what was a Jason Bourne-like adventure, sneaking around foreign countries and avoiding the KGB. Mogilny became the first Russian hockey star to defect at a young age, and paved the way for so many Russian stars to play in the NHL. Don Luce was a part of that.
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"Haveli Hari Ganga is rated to be one of the best hotels in Haridwar. Primary reason for this could be its location amidst serene Ganges River and stunning hills. The aura of Haridwar is wrapped tightly around the hotel and hence it is a fascinating and mesmerizing stay for one and all. With warm hospitality and contemporary amenities offered all around the hotel, it is one of the most preferred heritage hotels in Uttarakhand.
Haveli Hari Ganga is perhaps one of the oldest structures in the city with its construction dating back to 1913 A.D. The estate was owned by one of the most royal families of Haridwar and an ancient Hindu shrine situated amidst lush green courtyards are still retained in this hotel. Haveli Hari Ganga started operating as the first heritage hotel in Haridwar in the year 2003.
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Amy – 9 months old
Amy is nine months old. In her short life so far she has been on seven flights, two of those long haul. She has had two lots of antibiotics, one at two weeks to treat a mysterious infection, one more recently for a slight ear infection and she has had two notable bumps on the head from falling off things. She has gone from making a curious squeaking noise instead of crying to laughing spontaneously and from the belly. Right now she lets you know she is happy by opening her mouth as wide as it will go, crinkling up her nose and making a growling noise. This melts my heart but scares other babies.
Amy sleeps energetically, she turns 360 degrees in her cot, she throws off all attempts to tuck her in and she often ends up with her bum in the air, or one foot sticking out of the cot yet she sleeps soundly. Amy is hit or miss in the mornings, sometimes she is full of beans and smiles and will play happily with us in bed, other mornings she is grumpy for no reason, quick to cry or shout in frustration, she takes after me in that regard.
Amy delights in pulling herself up onto things and walking along the coffee table or couch. She still struggles with the small step in the kitchen, she can get up it ok but can't quite get down it especially if she is wearing pants that make her knees slip when she tries to get a grip. She is a foracious eater but not really interested in breastfeeds anymore. I still feed her in the mornings and after her bath just before she goes to sleep but this feed is more of a comfort and an emotional thing for me.
I am not sure how I feel about stopping breastfeeding. We go through good weeks and bad weeks it seems, sometimes Amy will nip me at each feed which makes me jump and upsets me even though its not intended to hurt, what else is she supposed to do with that mouthful of teeth? She has eight now, four on top and four at the bottom and will happily chew anything. She gets impatient with pureed food and that's a new thing, since I made the last batch of bolognaise sauce in fact. Next time it's going to have to be more textured so she can feel it in her mouth rather than swallow it down without a chew. She loves pasta, sandwiches, cheese, weetbix, tuna, rice with stirfry sauce, anything that Mum is eating and her absolute favourite is rock melon which she will eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and sometimes has done just that!
I have yet to discover anything she won't eat, although grapes weren't as much of a success yesterday as they were the week before, I think its because I couldn't be bothered to peel them anymore and they just seem to pop right out before she can get a purchase on them. For some reason last night she wasn't interested in her supper which was a first, every time Ron tried to give her a mouthful of something she loved the night before, she closed her mouth, turned her head and tried to grab the spoon and thrust it away. So we tried loading up a spoon for her to feed herself with and she happily wolfed down everything although it was a lot messier than us feeding her!
Amy seems to grow taller all the time but no fatter or rounder. She is long and lean and when I look at photos of her when we first arrived in Sydney she seems to be chubbier then, her face is thinner now, more defined. I have only had her weighed twice since arriving, once when we went to the Health Centre and then more recently at the Doctors when I wanted to get her ears checked out. I just don't seem to be concerned about weight anymore even though she weighed the same at the Dr as she did two months ago according to the scale. I know that's not right even though Amy is on the light side, she is tall and strong and very close to walking. Last week in Brisbane she stood on her own for a few seconds when Ron called her and she let go of my knee and held onto the toy she was holding with both hands. She is very good at crouching back down to sitting from standing and will fearlessly walk with the walking toy we have borrowed from Rosie even though it has no breaks and she goes tearing off until she runs into something that stops her.
Amy has always been a happy baby, sweet natured and very inquisitive. The Australian term "stickybeak" was invented for Amy, she loves to see whats going on and a favourite game is to peer around doors or couches to play peakaboo. We have had to work hard in the past to get a good laugh out of Amy but now she laughs freely and will often chuckle to herself about something completely unknown. I love hearing this sound when I am in another room. Right now it feels as though Amy and I have had many more ups and fewer downs along our path as mother and daughter. Its true what people say, that they just get better and better!
Although I can still get the morning nap time wrong, Amy will usually go down without a peep and sometimes wakes but then goes back to sleep on her own after half an hour giving me two hours to get things done or just take a break. This is such a change from when she wouldn't sleep during the day at all and just getting her to nap for fifteen minutes was a struggle. There were some long dark days around the eight month stage but that seems like a distant memory much of the time now and with that amazing gift of hindsight I have realised that the hardest times were when Amy wasn't feeling well or had another pesky tooth coming through.
Amy and I have settled into our lives in Sydney and I continue to get such pleasure from the company of my own child. Amy is a crowd pleaser and there are not many outings when someone doesn't stop me to comment on what a happy/beautiful/friendly baby I have. Today watching Ron play his first game of rugby of the season Amy was delighting the crowds as usual with her displays of waving, clapping, opening her mouth and grinning and just being generally gorgeous and a woman came over and said she just wanted to stop and tell me what a beautiful daughter I have. I never quite know what to say to these kind people, although its definitely easier to accept a compliment about my child than myself!
Motherhood has been a swift education for me. I have learnt much about myself, that I can cope, that I am responsible, that I exist on many levels as wife, mother and as myself. It has been an experience of such positivity balanced with periods of desperate negativity and I feel amazed now at how much I have learned about parenting along the way. I hate the fact that those early days with our newborn Amy are so hazy and I am so grateful for the photos I have taken to remind me of how much she has changed! Nine months is a milestone of sorts for me as a mother, it was the length of time that Amy grew inside me and she has now been on the outside for as long.
April 18, 2007 | Filed under Amy, Parenting, Sarah and tagged with breastfeeding, milestones, monthly updates, personal, sleep, teeth.
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