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		<title>Photos for Hustler Magazine (4)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[As promised, here are some more images from the Hustler Magazine photo shoot.  This will be the last of them, so get your fill...<br /><br /><center><img src="images/JnJ1a.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/JnJ1b.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br /><center><img src="images/JnJ2.jpg" width="300" height="451" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br /><center><img src="images/JnJ3a.jpg" width="210" height="316" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/JnJ3b.jpg" width="210" height="316" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/JnJ3c.jpg" width="210" height="316" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br /><center><img src="images/JnJ4a.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/JnJ4b.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />Thanks goes to make-up artist Lila Romay and photographers Joaquin Romay and Jordan Sleeth. As stated before, I cannot tell you who shot which photos, but if you really want to know we can ask MY LOVE and maybe she could inquire for you...]]></description>
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		<title>one final trip across the mountain</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Saturday morning MY LOVE and I awoke at 5am – okay, I didn’t get up until 5:30 – and got ready to head to Central Oregon for one last time.  The goal was to sell as much as we could in a garage/estate sale and then pack up the rest and close the place for good.  We actually made a small detour and picked up my good friend Dewaine, who was going to help us, and also spend the night in the empty house with me.  Honestly, the last time I went out there for a much smaller garage sale I left pretty unhappy.  My mood dipped very low and I was angry.  Saturday, MY LOVE went with us so that she could rent a moving truck – one way was cheaper than round trip from Portland – and then she planned on turning around and coming right back.  She wanted to spend the day doing some girl shopping.  When she left Dewaine and I with the U-haul, and a list of prices, her eyes were red and she was weeping.  The original plan had been to spare her this but the extra expense of renting a truck round trip was so great that she drove over.  It made sense to load her up with stuff to take back, and I think by the time we’d done that she’d been there too long.  It wasn’t so bad for me this time around…<br /><br />The sale went well, and Dewaine and I only packed a few items into the moving truck before we showered up and headed into Redmond to visit the one bar MY LOVE and I have been going to for so long now.  We saw the owner, and I ran into our favorite bartender so I was able to spend a few moments with her before she left for the evening.  Dewaine and I had a drink or two and sat long enough for the bar to mostly empty, then we headed over to the only strip club in the small town of Redmond.  I am sure it looked quite comical, the two of us pulling up in a U-haul.  I don’t think we spent very much time inside.  For a Saturday night, the entertainment was extremely disappointing.  I pretty much sat the whole time and fantasized about when MY STRIPPER BITCH finally gets up and does her thing in front of everyone.  A dancer who Dewaine spent a little time talking to actually asked me what “my damage was” and I have to admit this is the second time in a row that this has happened.  She was offended that I hadn’t been watching her perform on stage but my reason for it was not a lack of interest in her.  As usual, I was not sitting at the “meat rack”, where it is customary to lay out tips for the closer view and contact.  I stopped enjoying that, for the most part, many years ago and I feel it is rude to sit across the room and take in the view when I technically haven’t paid for the privilege.  So sorry I’m trying to be a gentleman in a world of cheapskates and takers.  The time before this I had a girl basically yelling at my friend and I from the stage, wondering aloud why we came to a strip club but didn’t spend a lot of time looking at the naked women.  A good question, actually, but the answer at that particular time was that there wasn’t much worth looking at.  Especially the girl yelling at us…<br /><br />I drove the U-haul back to the house and Dewaine and I passed out by the fireplace in the living room.  We woke up pretty damn early the next day and loaded heavy awkward things like appliances and exercise equipment while dealing with a bit of a hangover.  It was wonderful!  I drove back across the mountain and dropped Dewaine off at his home, thanking him for the help and the company.  Then I drove home, let myself in the townhouse, and went upstairs to take a nap.  MY LOVE was gone at the time, getting the 4-Runner cleaned, and my back was killing me from difficulties we’d had loading a refrigerator.  That, and I still needed to sleep some of the alcohol off.  When I woke up, we unloaded the truck, and I was so happy to be done with all of it.  Our new home is very full now, but it also is really beginning to look right and feel comfortable.  I have MY LOVE to thank for that.<br /><br />So, that’s where I’ve been the past few days.  It’s Monday and back to work.  Tomorrow I finish editing on a custom video we are doing for a gentleman in New York.  In three days I will be taking MY LOVE to the airport so she can fly there and do her 3 to 6 hour live shoot with PD and assorted others for RealTimeBondage.com.  There will be more pictures from the Hustler Magazine shoot coming and a few other random updates, so stay tuned.]]></description>
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		<title>Photos For Hustler Magazine (3)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just sharing some more photos with you...<br /><br /><img src="images/JnJChairChain1.jpg" width="293" height="440" border="0" alt="" /> make-up artist Lila Romay <br /><br />photographers Joaquin Romay and Jordan Sleeth <img src="images/JnJChairChain2a.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /><br /><br /><img src="images/JnJChairChain2b.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /> It&#039;s Official: July issue of Hustler&#039;s Magazine!<br />]]></description>
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		<title>More Happy Butthole Days!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday was another glorious Happy Butthole Day, but it started out like any other… with a blowjob.  <br /><br />I woke to find MY LOVE crawling under the covers and sticking her face in my ass.  Moaning and rubbing at my eyes I rolled over so that she could have better access to my cock, and then I silently let her do her thing.  She was enthusiastic and it didn’t take me too long to fill her mouth with cum.<br /><br />Now, I knew it was going to be a Happy Butthole Day before I even woke up.  You see, we also had a custom video to shoot yesterday, and it involved anal penetration, so I knew she would be cleaning her asshole.  Furthermore, her period started two days ago, so it was just a matter of time.  Normally, on a day we plan to shoot, I will do my best to avoid the morning orgasm.  I’m always a little bit worried about not being able to get aroused when it comes time to turn the cameras on, so I like to keep myself pent up for as long as possible beforehand.  With you live with a GREEDY LITTLE FUCK like I do, you’re lucky if you can go a full 24 hours without an orgasm.  Did I say lucky?  Well, anyways…<br /><br />The afternoon was spent preparing the living room, and the asshole, for the video shoot.  When the time came, MY LOVE took her position and took a nine-inch silicone dildo in her ass.  At first she was on her hands and knees, and the cameras watched as I slowly inched the sex toy into her.  This was all our customer really wanted to see but I knew that the opportunity in front of me could not be passed up.  Stripping off my clothes, I took position right behind her and somehow managed to shove my cock in her ass.  She took my 8+ inches and about 8 inches of the dildo – a DP that felt magnificent! – until my legs couldn’t take the awkward position anymore.  The cameras were adjusted so that I could capture MY ANAL WHORE’s face when I pulled the toy out, and see her asshole gape afterwards, and then out  it came. <br /><br /><center><img src="images/MoreHappyButt1a.jpg" width="320" height="361" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/MoreHappyButt1b.jpg" width="320" height="263" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />She was then instructed to turn over on her back, where the above was pretty much repeated.  The cameras watched as I slowly slid the dildo into her ass, then got up and slid my cock in after it.  Fucking her like this was a bit more difficult because of the extreme angle, but once again it felt amazing.  I love putting my cock in a hole that is already stuffed full with something else because it stays tight, and there is something foreign and often oddly shaped rubbing against the underside of my cock.  Even when she’s got something in her pussy (to tighten her up) and me in her ass it doesn’t feel quite as good as two in the same hole.  <br /><br /><center><img src="images/MoreHappyButt2a.jpg" width="320" height="304" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/MoreHappyButt2b.jpg" width="320" height="218" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />I pounded that asshole at great length.  Eventually, I pulled out and dumped my load all over her pussy and ass.  Then, I positioned the cameras again to capture her face – and gaping asshole - when I pulled the nine-inch dildo out.  And we were done.  The movie came out great, but it was still early in the day, so I knew without a doubt there would be more anal sex before Happy Butthole Day was over.  We ate dinner, watched a movie and even went out to the nickel arcade and played some video games.  This gave my cock a chance to rest, and her asshole the opportunity to get back in some semblance of normalcy, before the sex continued.  We actually waited until the end of the night, at which time I told MY LOVE to go upstairs and take a nap.  She didn’t waste any time getting there.<br /><br />The television was on in our bedroom but there was no DVD in the player.  Choosing a favorite porn of mine, I slid it in the machine and went to the bed to uncover MY HOLE.  Without a drop of lubricant, or even spit, I did my best to force my cock into her dry asshole.  Watching her face while I did this, I saw no change in her dead expression.  Her breathing really didn’t even change.  Pushing into her and getting her broken in are two of my most favorite parts of anal sex, so I try to enjoy them as much as possible.  Breaking an asshole in, for me, is not just about getting in really deep, it is also about getting in every corner of that thing.  When I fuck MY LOVE in the ass she gets it at angles that I’m sure nobody else on this planet has been fucked in.  Every time I move at an extreme angle it feels like breaking her in a bit more, which means I’m feeling tight flesh that doesn’t want to yield to my poking and prodding right away.  This is much better than flesh that opens up and gives you plenty of room, because that takes away the friction.  And sex isn’t that good for most men without the friction part.  <br /><br />I watched porn and fucked the asshole that was available to me.  I opened her legs wide and closed them completely.  I fucked her on her stomach and on her side, moving her body to the positions that would give me the most pleasure.  Grabbing the remote, I fast-forwarded through moments that did not excite me but continued to pump my cock into MY SLUT.  I think I watched one entire scene, with a specific girl, and then went back to the disc menu and chose another slut to watch.  It wasn’t long into this second scene that I dumped my load into the ass I was fucking.  As soon as I was done MY LOVE and I began to giggle.  Soon we were laughing and sighing on the bed, very satisfied with another Happy Butthole Day.]]></description>
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		<title>TopGrl - belated updates</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<center><img src="images/TopGrlBanner.jpg" width="269" height="80" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />We have an update from a site called TopGrl - <a href="http://www.topgrl.com" target="_blank" >www.topgrl.com</a>  - that we just learned about by accident.  Here is the current direct link to the two scenes MY LOVE/Catherine de Sade starred in: <a href="http://www.topgrl.com/pages/update_full0.php" target="_blank" >www.topgrl.com/pages/update_full0.php</a> Once you get there, you’ll have to go pretty much to the bottom of the page, and it takes a while to load so be patient.  There are two movies – a Part One and a Part Two – and they are nearly next to each other.  Here are the descriptions and pictures they posted:<br /><br />Catherine de Sade (Part One) – this was posted in December of last year.<br /><br /><center><img src="images/TopGrl1.jpg" width="400" height="628" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />“There are a number of ways to be hung out to dry but what Sister Dee has in store for Catherine may be the worst. She’s going to stretch her arms up over her head and keep her feet tied firmly down. The position is going to be uncomfortable enough to give Catherine problems, but Sister Dee definitely won’t be content to leave it like that. No, she’ll find other ways to hurt her in the mean time. It may be using her as a punching bag or a whipping girl or whatever else comes to mind, but she will come up with something. <br /><br />Getting cut down won’t be the respite Catherine is looking for, either. All it takes is a tight tie and a sharp stick to get her riled up and trying to fight back. Of course a fighing spirit isn’t always rewarded, especially when you’re fighting agaisnt someone like Sister Dee. Rest entirely assured that disobedience is going to be met with painful punishment.”<br /><br />And Catherine de Sade (Part Two) – posted January of this year.<br /><br /><center><img src="images/TopGrl2.jpg" width="400" height="629" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />“I like the idea of orgasm control. Whether they&#039;re made to comply or denied doesn’t really matter to me, but there is something special about any scene once cumming becomes a privilege or a punishment. Anyone who has been on either side of it knows what I mean. When a girl is made to cum she may enjoy it at first, but as time goes on you both know it’s going to start to hurt. Each one increases her sensitivity until she stops moaning from pleasure and starts screaming for mercy. Denial is just as good. Psychologically, knowing they aren’t allowed to cum makes some girls nearly explode in anticipation. They will say or do anything to get off. Once you’ve teased one into a frenzy she’ll suffer through anything for a shot at sweet release.”<br /><br />Stop by and check them out.]]></description>
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		<title>morning love</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[One of the first things I do when beginning my day is sit in front of the fire and read the morning paper.  I’ll place a cushion on the ledge in front of the fireplace so that my butt doesn’t get sore, set my cup of water and box of fiber cereal at my side, and look at what has been happening in my fucked up community and the equally fucked up world.  It’s probably not the smartest way to start the day if I want to approach the rest of it with a positive attitude, but I’ve tried to turn the bad, awful and unendingly horrible news into entertainment.  Which is, unfortunately, what a lot of people probably do.<br /><br />Today I came downstairs at the usual time.  I could hear that MY LOVE was in the garage, working out.  In the kitchen, I grabbed my box of cereal and filled the cup MY LOVE leaves out for me every morning, with water.  Glancing over at my spot in front of the fireplace, I saw an envelope leaning there.  When I opened it, I saw this:<br /><br /><center><img src="images/morninglove.jpg" width="280" height="396" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />Inside, the punch line: “The view from behind is great.”  <br /><br />If I were any other guy I’d probably be panicking, wondering what holiday or anniversary I’d forgotten, but I am used to random declarations of love such as this.  I give a few of them, now and again, myself.  It’s what makes some of the more obviously corporate holidays NOT so special to MY LOVE and I, and we like it that way.  Instead of worrying about those times of the year, we get to float through them while everyone else panics and really seems to miss the point.  Celebrating love is not something that should only happen a few times a year, on very specific days.  It is something that should happen much more often, and when it is heartfelt, rather than expected.  We lose the meaning and intention behind a gift – the real heart of giving - when we give it during a time of year where it seems a forgone conclusion.  Those seemingly random, unplanned, spontaneous declarations and showings of love we give and receive matter so much more, and not just because they come as a genuine surprise.  MY LOVE will sometimes love me by bringing home a pastry she knows I’ll enjoy, or purchasing something from the store she knows I need.  It doesn’t take a holiday for her to do this, she is just expressing her love.  Like I’ve said before, if I had to wait until the next major romantic holiday for a greeting card, gift or blowjob then this relationship would be in serious danger.  If MY LOVE had to wait, I know she’d be one concerned and unhappy girl too.  That is why I try to surprise her with cards, stuffed animals and other random gifts that I know she will appreciate, whenever the mood hits me.  Not when a holiday has arrived, and I&#039;m left feeling like I have to fulfill some sort of obligation, but when I am genuinely feeling and experiencing &quot;love&quot;, and in an honest &quot;giving&quot; mood.  I do it because I love her, and I want to express that in more than just words. <br /><br />Thank you for the card (love), MY SWEET.  I love you too.]]></description>
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		<title>our ruinous office</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is what the office in our new townhouse looks like:<br /><br /><center><img src="images/OfficeClosed1.jpg" width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" /><img src="images/OfficeClosed2.jpg" width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />It hasn&#039;t been decorated yet, and I don&#039;t know if MY LOVE will put much effort into doing that in this particular room.  We do spend a lot of time there, but our eyes are usually glued to the computer, so we&#039;re generally oblivious to our surroundings.<br /><br />This is no ordinary office though.  Behind those doors you won&#039;t find important papers, old fax machines or anything like that.  Here, take a look:<br /><br /><center><img src="images/OfficeOpenL.jpg" width="180" height="240" border="0" alt="" />   ORL   <img src="images/OfficeOpenR.jpg" width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />There really isn&#039;t an extra room to put this stuff in, like there was at the house in Central Oregon.  We&#039;ve had to get creative with the storage of a lot of our things.  I finally did get to make a tiny but longstanding dream come true though.  The glass case you see below is something I&#039;ve wanted for I can&#039;t tell you how long.  Since I started buying sex toys I guess.  Being able to display the brightly colored and oddly shaped dildos and vibrators that I own and use is wonderful, and I am very happy with it.  We drove out to Ikea because they had them so cheap - like $50! - when online we could rarely find one for under $150.  And that didn&#039;t include the shipping and handling...<br /><br /><center><img src="images/OfficeOpenCase.jpg" width="400" height="533" border="0" alt="" /></center>]]></description>
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		<title>FetishCon 10 (August 5-8 Tampa, Florida)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<center><img src="images/FetCon10Banner.jpg" width="355" height="70" border="0" alt="" /><br /><a href="http://www.fetishcon.com" target="_blank" >www.fetishcon.com</a></center><br /><br />K and Catherine de Sade will be going to FetishCon 10, held this year in Tampa, Florida.  It runs August 5 – 8 but I’m sure we will get there early, or stick around afterwards, because there are going to be quite a few wonderful people around that we hope to shoot with.  Lots of sexy, kinky, sick and twisted fucks to play with on camera!<br /><br />If you go to the site and look under “Who’s Appearing?” and then check out “Attending Models” you will find both myself/K and MY LOVE/Catherine de Sade are on the list.  Check it out: <a href="http://www.fetishcon.com/modellist.html" target="_blank" >www.fetishcon.com/modellist.html</a> I’ll be honest with you – at the moment I don’t exactly know what is being required of me, but I don’t care.  I’m quite a whore and so is MY LOVE!  We are just happy to be attending.<br /><br />Since I’m being honest here, I’ll go as far as to admit that I know absolutely nothing about FetishCon, or anything that goes on during the few days it is happening.  I’m sure there will be plenty of information forced upon me by the time August rolls around, but it’s kind of nice right now to know that I’m committed to something, I just don’t know what.  <br /><br />More on this when I have something else to tell you…]]></description>
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		<title>what gives?</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let’s say you run an adult business.  In this adult business, you are enjoying a certain amount of success, but you are, by no means “making it big”.  The revenue you bring in from your adult business might pay the bills, and even afford you a few more luxuries than the average person, but you’re not rich and famous.  People aren’t clamoring to see what you’re going to do next and their not throwing money at you to finance your newest project.  Let us further suggest that you regularly hire models to come to your set and work with you.  Without these models, what would your site basically consist of?  You’d have the same individual doing the same thing to the same person/people, over and over again.  At least with new models, the variety can come from a fresh face, even if it doesn’t come from the action.  Let’s face it, there’s only so much you can do in an adult production, and the majority of it has probably already been done before so variety isn’t always in abundance.  Chances are, if you’ve been in the industry for a few years you’ve done and redone some of your own unique ideas, if for no other reason than you wanted a break from what is considered “the usual”.  I hope we are all in agreement so far.   <br /><br />So, you work with these models.  You hurt and humiliate them, and you plan on making your money off of the scenes you do with them.  If you are smart, you aren’t just picking no-name men and women, you are choosing to work with people who have a background, a history and possibly a following.  If you have any business sense, you are working with people who have fans of their own, and can conceivably bring them (and new revenue) to your business.  Doesn’t that make sense?    <br /><br />Let’s say I want to work with two different women on a scene that I hope will make me some money on my website.  Do I choose woman A, who has been doing this sort of thing for years, has two of her own sites and a fan base that is to be envied or do I choose woman B, who has little experience, no fans and is just starting out?  For the purposes of “good business” I think anyone in their right mind would choose to work with woman A.  I know I would, and I believe that’s one of the reasons why a lot of people decide to work with and hire MY LOVE/Catherine de Sade.  She’s not some no-name model who is just getting into the business and she has fans that have been following her for years.  Working with MY LOVE is probably good for many of these adult, internet-based, BDSM-oriented sites.  She brings fans of her own, and makes new ones, every time she works with someone.  <br /><br />Which is why it confounds me that almost NONE of the people she’s worked with have ever taken the time to send us a simple message, and let us know that scenes she did are up, and available for purchase.  If MY LOVE had, let’s say, 2000 fans that regularly read our blog, purchased our movies and generally kept an eye on what we were doing, wouldn’t anyone that worked with her want those fans to stop by their site?  Isn’t that potential for new customers and more money?  I guess not, because rarely, if ever, do we get a heads-up about any releases of any kind.  MY LOVE has to, on a regular basis, go back to the sites she’s worked for/with (and that’s no small number!) and see if a scene involving her is currently up, or has been recently released.  Sometimes I have to post about scenes that have been up for a while, and this requires that I explain how you have to go halfway down the page before you finally find anything that involves MY LOVE/Catherine de Sade.  Pretty lame.<br /><br />Frankly, I don’t care that it could hurt the sales of the site(s) MY LOVE worked for/with.  That is totally their loss, and apparently they can afford it.  We just aren’t made that way I guess.  The people we work with get credit, over and over again, because that seems like the right thing to do.  You give, even when you don’t need to, and you hope that comes back to you some day.  Just about every time we blog about someone we’ve worked with, we provide a direct link to their site, or at least give some contact information.  We welcome traffic from other sites, and try to send it to people who we feel deserve our promotion, but I guess that’s not important to most of them.  Banner exchange was easy and swift, but that’s about as far as anybody has gone.  Of course, there have been exceptions to this, but generally speaking we receive little or no contact once MY LOVE has worked for someone.  They might write and ask her to come back and shoot again, or invite her to participate on a discussion board, but they don’t say a word when movies she took part in are for sale.  I don’t understand that…]]></description>
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		<title>Photos For Hustler Magazine (2)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here are some more pictures from the photo shoot that MY LOVE did for her upcoming Hustler Magazine spread:<br /><br /><center><img src="images/JnJblu1.jpg" width="440" height="293" border="0" alt="" /><br /><br /><img src="images/JnJBabyBlue3a.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/JnJBabyBlue1a.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />This is my absolute favorite of all the shots that were taken.  So natural and so beautiful...<br /><br /><center><img src="images/JnJBabyBlue2.jpg" width="400" height="601" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />Once again, the make-up artist was Lila Romay, and the two photographers were her husband, Joaquin Romay and their associate Jordan Sleeth. As stated before, I cannot tell you who shot which photos. Perhaps If you really want to know, we can ask MY LOVE and maybe she could inquire...<br /><br /><center><img src="images/JnJBabyBlue3b.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /> <img src="images/JnJBabyBlue1b.jpg" width="310" height="466" border="0" alt="" /></center><br /><br />Hope these will keep you happy for the weekend!]]></description>
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