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Attention, Sherlock Holmes's of the audio world. You can use an ordinary oscilloscope (20 MHz or better) to see the bit activity of your digital processors, consoles and workstations. Steinberg's Wavelab and many other software programs have a bitscope meter as well. Once you install it, you'll find the bitscope is as essential in the modern-day digital studio as a phase meter. To learn more about how the bitscope has saved the day in studios, read our article, More Bits Please. These photos illustrate some typical bitscope displays.
How to Build a Bitscope
Every digital audio recorder, processor or console extracts serial DATA and WORDCLOCK from the AES/EBU or S/PDIF line. Pick a "neutral" machine or processor that you can patch into your digital audio system at the end of your processing or monitoring chain, so you can analyze what all your processors are doing to the signal. All you have to do is connect the vertical input of your oscilloscope to DATA, and its trigger or timebase to WORDCLOCK (44.1 or 48 KHz), to see which bits and how many bits are being used at all times. If you're not used to digging into audio equipment, then give the job to someone who is. Opening any manufacturer's gear may void the warranty.
Crystal Semiconductor's ubiquitous CS8412 digital receiver IC is used in many processors. You'll find DATA on pin 26, and WORDCLOCK on pin 11 of this 28-pin chip. Attach the shield of the scope lines to ground. I suggest soldering a 75 ohm build-out (isolation) resistor from the chip's pins to the scope lines, to protect the signals from accidental shorts. Use good, short coax cables (I've used three feet with no problems).
You can still be a digital detective even if you're not the do-it-yourself type. Digital Domain will add scope outputs to its FCN-1 Format Converter or VSP/P Digital Audio Control Center for a small fee. For further information, contact Digital Domain 1-800-DIGIDO-1 or email us.
Interpreting the Display
The bitscope will tell you when certain things are wrong (e.g., missing bits, or extra bits), but it can't guarantee that everything is right (e.g., harmonic distortion will not show on the bitscope). Use the bitscope as a visual aid, a first line of defense against digital audio problems. Your ears and your knowledge must do the rest.
The 8412 chip can be configured for many modes. The most common mode presents one channel's worth of data on wordclock "up," and the other channel on wordclock "down." Crystal uses a 64-bit "slot," so you'll see up to 24 bits worth of one channel, followed by 8 bits of "silence," then the other channel (another 32-bit half-slot). Counting bits is easy if you adjust your scope's timebase to show one audio channel, and 2-1/2 bits per division, which gives a convenient count of 5 bits every two divisions, and spreads 24 bits across the whole screen. The format is 2's complement, with the MSB at left, and LSB at right. When the MSB is low, the audio signal is positive, when high, it's negative, so the MSB will be toggling all the time, unless the signal is pure DC. A toggling bit will appear to have both high and low values, this just means that the eye's persistence of vision is showing both values.
These scope pictures are a little over-exposed, so the top vertical line is fatter and brighter than the actual scope display.
This is the bitscope, showing one channel, full scale 16-bit sine wave. Note the handwritten scale on the top of the chassis.
16-bit sinewave at -20 dBFS. I have added a computer-driven counter scale to these images to make it easy to identify the bits.
16-bit sinewave at -60 dBFS.
16-bit sinewave at -80 dBFS.
24-bit full scale sinewave.
24-bit sinewave at -50 dBFS.
20-bit full scale sinewave.
"Defective" digital processor in BYPASS. Source is a 16-bit sinewave at -70 dBFS. The additional bits could be DC offset or what?
Defective dithering processor set for 16-bit output. Source is a 16-bit full-scale sinewave. Note the missing bit in the 17th position and an extra 18th bit is toggling.
The same defective dithering processor idling (with no input signal). Note the faint line showing the 14th bit is toggling, along with the 15 and 16th bits, plus the same missing bit at the 17th position, and the toggling 18th bit.
Dithering processor in idle (no input signal), showing 4 bits toggling (high order dither with noise-shaping).
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Heda, Willem Claasz (vĭlˈəm kläs hāˈdä) [key], 1594–c.1678, Dutch still-life painter. His excellent studies of tables laden with food, called ontbijt [breakfast piece] still life, are seen in many important European galleries. They are characterized by delicate lighting effects and somber colors.
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True Story, Exhibitionism, Lesbian, Written by women
Author's infos
Gender: female Age: N/A Location: N/A
Posted Sun 9th of September 2012
Not my own. A bit of exhibitionist fun leads to an exciting sexual encounter
Those of you who live in the UK, or
any of those places with real seasons,
will know that one of the best things
about the end of winter and the warm
weather starting is the opportunity to
shed the winter woollies and get out the summery stuff. If, like me, you're a
bit of an exhibitionist who likes to
tease, there aren't many opportunities
to expose your bits when you're
wrapped up against the wind and the
rain. In spring 2012 we had a few nice days in March, and I'd dug my spring
frocks out of the back of the
wardrobe. But then at the beginning
of April the Government announced
that we were in a period of drought,
and introduced a hosepipe ban. As if on cue, it started raining almost
straight away, and didn't really stop all
through April and well into May. But at last we had a few days of sun,
and it began to get warmer.
Eventually, it seemed as if we might be
getting a real warm spell, and I got the
dresses out again. At last it was nice
enough to leave my panties off without getting frostbitten flaps. One week I decided I had to go up to
the West End to buy a few books that I
could only get from a big bookshop.
The next Saturday I dressed as lightly
as I could, which basically meant no
panties or bra, just a loose dress and little pumps on my feet. I got the train
to Victoria, then the bus up to the big
bookshop on Piccadilly. I got a few
admiring looks as people noticed my
bra-less bosom under my dress. To be
honest, my little tits don't give much of a cleavage at the best of times, but at
least they're nice and perky and don't
droop. Bending down in the bookshop to
look at the lower shelves, I knew my
tits would be openly visible to anyone
else browsing nearby who happened
to glance down. I discreetly tweaked
my nipples through my dress to make them stand out. After a while doing
this and getting aroused, I paid for the
books I needed and walked across
Piccadilly Circus and down Haymarket
to Trafalgar Square. This was where I
was hoping to have some serious fun. I sat down on the big flight of steps
that lead up from the square to the
National Gallery and looked down
over the mass of tourists milling
around. If you want to get an idea of
the set-up, google something like "UK National Gallery steps". You probably
won't see me, but it'll give you an idea
of how people always sit on them to
look out over the square; and the
sunnier it is, the more of them there
are. The fountains were playing, and the
little kids were dipping their hands in
and splashing each other. Other kids
were climbing onto the lions round
the bottom of Nelson's Column and
having their photos taken. Just to the right of me at the bottom of the steps
was the 2012 Olympic Clock, counting
down the days, hours, minutes and
seconds until the start of the opening
ceremony at 9:00 pm on Friday 27th
July, and quite a few people were having their photographs taken
standing next to that too. In fact, if I
could have charged a pound for each
photo taken in Trafalgar Square that
day, I'd be a wealthy girl! But I wanted
to give everyone a chance to see more than just the usual tourist attractions. I
had some attractions of my own. I knew that, wearing just a loose
frock, anyone coming down the steps
from above would get a good view of
my breasts down the front – especially
if I leant over a bit so it hung away
from my nipples. And if I sat with my legs apart, anyone coming straight up
the steps from below would get a
great view up my skirt at my
uncovered pussy. I always look out
myself for accidental flashes (I'm such
a perve!) and it's surprising how many cute panties you can see. The prize of
a bare pussy isn't that common, but it's
all the more fun when you do see one.
I'm still hoping that one day a Scots
guy in a kilt will sit down and give me
a flash of his equipment. I sat down on the second set of steps
from the top, making sure I was sitting
on the edge of my dress – just enough
to keep my bare bum off the steps, in
case they weren't that clean. I took out
one of my new books and started to read it, trying to look like just another
visitor having a rest. To start with I
kept my legs together, but then slowly
eased them apart so that anyone
coming up the steps from below
would get a view straight up between my thighs to my pussy. I was enjoying
the feeling of having nothing covering
me down there; even if no-one saw, it
was still nice. I sat for a while, just letting people
move past me up and down the steps.
I was determined not to catch
anyone's eye; I wasn't trying to pick
anyone up. It's a problem, I admit: just
because I'm enjoying exposing myself, it's not like I'm saying "Look at
me, I want to fuck you", although I
can see why some people may assume
it is. After a bit, without moving my head I
peeped up from my book. A couple of
young guys were looking my way.
They certainly seemed to be enjoying
the view. Cheekily, I decided they'd
had enough, and pressed my knees together. One nudged the other and
they whispered, but I waited until
they'd gone before opening my legs
again. Then I saw a pretty dark-haired girl
standing looking up at the National
Gallery with her camera in her hand. I
thought I'd spotted her walking up
the steps past me a few minutes ago.
That was interesting – if it was the same person, that meant she'd gone
all the way down again. OK, there
were a few reasons why she might
have done that… But oh my God, she was hot. Her hair
was cut short and spiky in a boyish
kind of way, but it was the only boyish
thing about her. She was wearing a
denim jacket over a short t-shirt that
showed a tempting circle of bare skin above a pair of amazing ripped denim
shorts. The neck of her t-shirt had
been roughly cut down to show her
cleavage; I could see the top of a red
bra supporting a pair of large boobs. I
might not dress that way myself, but that sort of grungy sexiness can be
such a turn-on. At least, she seemed to be looking at
the Gallery, but I could see her eyes
keep on dropping down to my level. I
decided to give her a bit more of a
treat. Casually, I shifted my bum as if to
get more comfortable, and spread my legs a bit more, letting my frock ride
further up my thighs as well as giving
a clearer view of the area between my
legs. I felt a draught of air waft round
my labia. I wished I could use a finger
to part my lips a bit and let her see a bit more pink, but that might have been a
bit obvious. The pretty girl took her camera and
pointed it up the steps at the Gallery.
Oh well, never mind, she just wanted
another tourist snap. But I still couldn't
keep my eyes off her, and to my
delight I saw the camera tilt downwards so it was pointing straight
at me. Oh yes, that's better. I stared hard at
my book, but I wasn't taking any of it
in - it was just black blobs on a white
background. My whole mind was
wondering whether she was still
there; whether she was still taking pictures; whether she wanted more… I couldn't resist glancing up. She had
the camera up to her face, but I was
sure it was pointing straight up my
dress. I breathed in deeply, then
moved my legs a little bit more apart.
They were rather wide now. I saw her twist the lens, zooming in on whatever
she was photographing. This was
exciting. I forgot for a moment that
there were hundreds of other people
around. I'm sure my pussy must have
been getting wetter and wetter inside, and I really wanted to touch it, to part
my lips and let the juices run out. I was
so aroused that I forgot to breathe for
a moment or two, and found myself
puffing to get oxygen back to my
lungs. Casually, the girl turned aside and
pointed her camera over towards the
church of St Martin-in-the-Fields and
took a few pictures of it. She began to
walk back up the steps towards me.
For a moment, I felt nervous, and looked back at my book, but as a
shadow passed over my legs I
couldn't resist looking up. My eyes met
hers. Without saying a word, she sat down
next to me on the steps. My heart was
thumping. She held her digital camera
in her hands and leant towards me
with it. "Would you like to see?" she said. I looked at the view-screen. The first
picture was just a view of the
colonnade at the front of the Gallery. I
could just see the top of my head at
the bottom of the picture. "Press here to scroll through" said the
girl. I could feel the warmth of her
body next to me. I was trembling a
little. The next picture showed the whole of
the steps, with me in the middle, my
legs apart and my skirt up my thighs.
You could see straight up the front, to
the little plump bulge of my pubic
mound. I could just make out the pink curve of my labia. I felt myself blush
with a sort of embarrassment. I
suppose I hadn't expected to be
looking straight at the evidence like
this. I scrolled to the next picture. This one
had been taken using the zoom, and
you could see the labia quite clearly. I
stared at it for a moment, fascinated.
Then I felt a nudge, and looked round.
She was smiling at me. "Keep going" she said. I saw why she was keen to move on.
Wow. The next one was taken after I
had moved my legs apart, and the sun
was shining straight up my frock. I
couldn't help noticing how pale my
inner thighs were. But my plump little pussy really stood out. I saw that my
lips had parted more than I realised,
and the pink entrance to my vagina
was glistening and wet. I scrolled again. She'd used the zoom
again, and you could almost have
reached out and touched the pink
curves of my labia. There was a little
dark gap at the centre, leading the eye
into my sex. I looked at her again, and she raised
an eyebrow. I realised that as I had
been leaning over looking at the
pictures, the front of my frock had
fallen open so she could look straight
down at the swell of my bare breasts, including my pinkish areole and
darker nipples. Hard nipples. There was one more picture. She'd
pulled back on the zoom, and there
was all of me, looking straight at the
camera, with a little smile on my face
and my legs wide apart. God, I was
such a slut – but it was a classic up- skirt shot! I think we were each waiting for the
other to say something. It must only
have been a couple of seconds, but
felt like minutes. "These are great pictures" I said.
"Thanks for letting me see". "I've got some more that you might
like" she said. "There're on my camera
if you have a minute." "Yes please" I said. There was another
slight pause, and I went on. "Why don't we have a coffee and you
can show me properly?" "That would be nice" she answered;
"is this place ok?" – nodding at the
little café next to the steps, right on the
Square. "It's ok, but the one in the Gallery's
better" I said; "A bit more expensive,
but quieter". "Sounds great" she smiled. "Lead the
way!" We crossed the pavement and went
into the Gallery through the Getty
entrance, which takes you straight to
the café and shop, and is obviously
meant for people who want to have
something to eat without all that tedious mucking about with paintings
first. I offered to get the coffees while she
found a table. I took a chance and
chose us each a piece of cake – I think
I needed a sugar hit! I looked round
with my tray and saw her waving at
me from the far corner. She'd found a perfect table, slightly out of the way,
and luckily there weren't too many
people around anyway. I sat down
opposite her. She laughed when she
saw the cakes. "How did you guess?" she said. "I
shouldn't, but then, why not?" And she took the creamier of the two
pieces. "So…" I said, taking a sip of hot coffee,
"Where are these pictures?" She'd found them on her camera while
I was at the counter, and passed it
straight across. "These are from all over" she said.
"But I have a special folder for them
all". They were a mixture of candid shots,
up-skirt and down-blouse, all
obviously taken without the subjects
knowing. Some of the girls were
wearing panties, but a few were like
me, showing it all. Most of these were shaved, so you could see the detail of
their pussies. Most of the down-blouse
ones were of bra-less breasts, usually
showing a nipple or two. They were all
very, very sexy. "You've a great collection here" I said,
impressed. "It must have taken you
ages". "I take a lot of pictures anyway" she
said, "and I'm always on the lookout
for this sort of shot. I do sell some stuff
commercially – but not these – these
are just for me. Don't worry, you're not
going to see yourself on some website – at least, not unless you want to!" "But you know" she said, "You're
almost the first person I've seen who I
thought might have been doing it on
purpose. The way you just sat there
with your legs apart, you must have
known what you were showing. But you didn't seem to care. I noticed you
didn't have a bra when I walked past,
and I was going to try and get a shot
of your tits. But then when I realised
you had no panties either…I was just,
like wow, my kind of girl!" "I mean," she went on "I like not
wearing undies either, just because it
makes me feel good. "But I don't really
flash at people, unless I know them
and it's all part of the foreplay sort of
thing". "It just turns me on" I admitted. "The
thought of people walking past and
seeing me just makes me so horny,
and I just love it. Sometimes I do it in
the park, pretending to sunbathe and
pulling my skirt up as far as I dare". "Photographing you got me so turned
on too" she said. "Especially once I
knew that you knew I was doing it…
that's when I plucked up courage to
show you!" That's when I felt a touch on my leg
under the table. It made me jump, and
I looked down and saw that it was her
bare foot tickling me. She'd kicked off
her sandals and her toes were
stroking against the outside of my leg. I moved my leg against hers and
smiled at her. My legs were slightly
apart now, and I deliberately edged
my chair a bit closer to make it easier
for her. She slid her leg over mine until
it was between my legs, stroking against my inner thigh now. Her skin
was smooth against mine. I put my
hand under the table and stroked her
calves, pulling my dress up a bit more
to give her room to manoeuvre. Her foot slipped under the front of my
dress. She knew what she was doing
with her toes, though she was teasing
me by rubbing against the tops of my
thighs, deliberately not going any
higher. Then she broke contact, and I got that weird feeling you get when
you know something is close to you
even thought you can't see it. This
time, I got the feeling in my pussy,
knowing her foot was almost
touching. Then I felt her toes touch the lips of my
pussy. She wiggled them backwards
and forwards, tickling my labia. It felt
amazing. I was squirming about in my
seat, wriggling back at her, trying to
manoeuvre myself so her toes would go inside my slit. She managed to find
the button of my clitoris, and flicked
her toe against it. I had to put my cup
of coffee down, for fear I'd spill it
everywhere. I gripped the edge of the
table with my hands and braced myself against her, breathing heavily
through my nose, letting out the
occasional little squeak in my throat.
Anyone watching could surely guess
what was going on… Wriggling her toes, she eased between
my labia and pushed up into the
entrance to my vagina. I let out a
definite squeak…she was smiling at
me as she pushed against me. I felt her
toes wriggling around inside me. Something pressed against my clitoris
– her big toe probably – and she
flicked it backwards and forwards
against the little button, pushing hard
against it. Oh god. I felt my orgasm
building. Not for the first time, I felt a bit embarrassed at how quickly I
would climax once my clitoris was
stimulated. If I'd been a man, I'd have
had no staying power at all! I leant over and grasped her hand,
squeezing it tight as I pressed against
her toes, clenching the muscles of my
pussy. Oh god here it came…and I
orgasmed. My knuckles were white as
I gripped her so hard. All the muscles in my legs and bum were clenched
and I felt my thighs spasming as I
struggled to stop myself from
thrashing my body about and crying
out. It must have looked as if I was
having an epileptic fit! She stared at me across the table with
a delighted smile on her face. "Wow!" she whispered. "Did you just
come?" I nodded, trying to get my breathing
under control. "I just couldn't help it" I
said. "I guess I was just so turned on…
it just happened!" "You are just so amazing" she said,
laughing. I smoothed my dress down under the
table, trying to look decent. Looking
under the table, I could see the toes of
her right foot were wet and sticky. She leant over and whispered again.
"And you've got me so horny. Won't
you do something for me now?" "Sure" I said. "Here?" "Come to the toilets" she whispered. "I
want you properly". "Not the ones just here" I said
"They're too busy – but if we go over
to the back door, there are some that
hardly anyone uses". "How do you know this stuff?" she
asked. "Don't tell me you've fucked
your way all round London's bogs?" I laughed "Not yet – but I actually like
paintings as well as fucking! So I come
here quite a lot" "I'll follow you then" she said. I couldn't remember exactly which
rooms to go through, but I knew that
from the Central Hall there would be
signs for the "Orange Street Exit" and I
followed those. We went past the
Velasquez "Venus at her Toilette", with her lovely bum, through more
random rooms until I saw the full-
length portrait of Cardinal Richelieu by
Philippe de Champaigne and I knew
we were nearly there. The toilets I was
looking for were by the Educational Centre. During the week it tends to be
swarming with school parties, but at
the weekend it's practically deserted. With a sudden burst of inspiration, I
pushed open the door to the
"Disabled" toilets. "Come on, there'll be more room in
here" I said. She shut and locked the door. She put
her arms round my waist and our lips
met, hard and rough and urgent. Her arms rubbed roughly over my
back, wrinkling my dress. Her large
breasts were pressed against my
chest. I pushed both my hands up the
front of her t-shirt. Her skin was warm
and flushed with excitement. My hands made contact with the firm
swell of her breasts inside the lacy
support of her bra. She groaned deep
in her throat. I rolled her breasts
under my hands, feeling them move
inside the bra. Pushing upwards, I felt the bottom of her bra cups moving up,
slowly slipping over the soft flesh. I
pushed again, and with a rush felt the
cups spring up, her boobs bouncing
free and unsupported. At last my
hands gripped the hot bare flesh. Her nipples tightened and became hard
under my grip, her areoles dimpling. I
wanted her body so badly. I dragged
at her t-shirt and she raised her arms
to let me pull it over her head. I
stepped back for a moment, holding her t-shirt, gazing at her tits swinging
too and fro as she quickly unclipped
her bra and let it fall from her arms
onto the floor. She smiled at me,
enjoying her bareness. She had clear
sharp tan-lines round the curve of her tits, showing that she normally wore a
small bikini top that must have barely
covered her nipples. My own body was fizzing with desire. I
pressed my hand to my crotch, circling
my palm against my clitoris. She pulled
me against her again, rubbing her
bare breasts against my dress as we
kissed. I squeezed her bum, rubbing against the crack between her cheeks,
before scratching my nails up the bare
skin of her legs. I pushed my hand down the back of
her shorts, inside her panties as well.
Her bum was warm and smooth and
firm. "Let me get these off" she muttered,
and undid her shorts, pulling them
and her panties down, kicking them
off across the floor. Now she was
totally naked. Her pubes were covered
in a tidy nest of hair, but I could see the pink folds of her pussy, aroused
and moist. She pushed me back against the sink,
and began to unbutton the front of my
dress. I was breathing heavily already,
my little tits heaving. She pushed my
dress off my shoulders, and I wriggled
to help the sleeves slip down my arms. The whole dress fell to the floor and I
was naked too. I pulled her towards me and kissed
her hard on her lips, feeling her body
hot against mine. She nibbled at my lip,
and I raked my fingernails down her
back, digging in as hard as I dared. In
the mirror opposite me, I could see the red marks on her skin. "More, more" she moaned, and I
kissed down her neck and over her
shoulder-blades. She had her hands
on my buttocks, and I felt a finger
nuzzling between my cheeks,
followed by a gentle pressure against my sphincter. "You're so tight" she murmured. "I can
hardly get one finger in. Relax,
babe…" The finger pushed harder, just
entering, causing me to wince slightly. "Don't stop" I whispered, as I felt the
finger leave. "Don't worry" she replied. She picked
up the liquid-soap dispenser from the
hand-basin and pumped slippery
soap all over her palm and fingers,
before returning her hand to my
buttocks. I barely had time to register the cool soap on my bum, before her
freshly-lubricated finger slipped easily
into my hole. I gasped, pressing my
naked body against hers. I could feel
her finger twirling inside my bum-
hole. I was nuzzling her neck, but my teeth closed on her flesh as I felt a
second finger joining the first. I'd
never had two fingers up my bum
before, and without the soap I'm sure
she'd never have managed. I put my hand under her right tit,
raising it to my mouth. I sucked the
flesh into my mouth, moving towards
her dark nipples. As my mouth closed
over her right nipple, I felt her fingers
wiggling more inside my bum-hole, and I thrust my pelvis against her,
biting down on the nipple at the same
time. This wasn't nice soft sex: it was
rough and dirty, and I was loving it. My teeth clenched her nipple; my lips
could feel the rough aroused skin of
her areole. Her fingers began thrusting
in and out of my bum and I could feel
the pulsing of my pussy, getting
wetter and wetter with pleasure. But she had already brought me to
orgasm once, and I wanted to do the
same for her. I pulled away from her, feeling the
"schlup" as her fingers slipped out of
my lubricated bum. Quickly I slid to the
floor, pulling her with me, rolling her
onto her back against the cold tiles. I
crouched over her, one leg on either side of her waist, my little tits swinging
slightly, my pussy pressed against her
tummy. I writhed my crotch against
her, stimulating myself and spreading
a wet smear of my sexual secretions
all over her tummy. I could see little red marks on her tits where my mouth
had bruised her skin. She lay still,
panting with excitement but allowing
me to take charge. With one swift movement, I slid down
past her waist, put one leg between
her thighs, and roughly pulled her
legs apart. Her pussy was gaping
wide, and I lowered my face to it,
breathing in her musky scent. I rubbed my face over the light fuzz of
hair on her pubic mound, my nose
bumping against her clitoris, which felt
engorged and hard. Her labia and the
entrance to her vagina were very wet,
and her sex juices were soon smeared all over my face. I momentarily raised
my head to let her see. She smiled. I dipped down again, and my tongue
made contact with her labia and licked
over and between the folds. Spreading
her lips with my fingers, I gazed for a
moment at the sweet pink moist
interior, breathing in the musky aroma, before burying myself in it. She
was dripping with juices, gasping and
thrashing as my tongue lapped
around her vulva; pushing her pussy
into my face, grinding against me. With
my tongue still lapping at her, my thumb found her clitoris, and she bit
back a scream as I rolled and rubbed
it. I quickly worked out from her moans
and gasps exactly what flickers of the
tongue and rolling of the thumb were
needed to propel her towards her
climax. I licked upwards inside her as
far as I could go, finding the soft spongy area around her g-spot, and
at the same time increasing the
pressure on her clit. As I'd hoped, that
was all it took, and her thigh muscles
went tense as she began to shudder
with the force of the orgasm that engulfed her. As soon as I felt her
climax hit, I raised my face, and
pushed two fingers of my other hand
deep up inside her soaking cunt, while
circling faster and faster round her clit.
My hand was drenched in her juices and she was shaking all over as a
second even more intense orgasm
exploded. She was clutching her tits,
pink and glowing with perspiration all
over her body. I withdrew my fingers and watched as
her trembling subsided. She put her
fingers inside her own pussy and
withdrew them coated in her own
stickiness. She fed me her fingers and I
sucked the juice off them. I let her suck mine as she clutched me too her,
both our bodies sticky and sweaty. We knelt on the floor, holding hands,
trying to let our breathing get back to
normal, both of us glowing with the
aftermath of the experience. She
stroked one hand over my little pussy,
touching my puffy labia. "You're still aroused, aren't you" she
said, more of a statement than a
question. "I want you to have me now" I said. "I want you as well – but can you wait
until we get back to my flat?" she said
matter-of-factly. I nodded. "Put your dress on then" she said.
"And if we can get an empty carriage
on the tube, I'll make you come
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2016-07-27 11:14:22
Wow. I love sex in public places but only if there's no chance of being caught. I've never done anything like this - but your story is so sexy.
2016-07-15 04:15:00
ughhh i so want to try this now... i'm absolutely soaking wet right now!
Anonymous reader
2016-06-20 06:39:16
Great story. Made my cunt wet.
Anonymous reader
2016-01-04 14:09:11
Awesome story looking forward to reading the next part..... Had me at the edge..
Anonymous reader
2015-10-05 07:01:56
It's so hot reading this intense description of these two sensually sexual nymphs. Their blatant exhibitionism in public not only got them off but caused me to be rigid and make me stroke myself, teasing and edging myself to the point of spurting my scalding sperm all over my cock, hand and thighs. But I resisted and look forward to my next adventurous reading.
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The Milkman Returneth (Glass Bottles, Bow Tie and All)
by Amy Reiter in News, July 18th, 2014Do you remember the good old days — back before supermarkets and shopping centers swept into the suburbs and milk was routinely pasteurized, homogenized and contained in plastic — when the milkman, dressed in his crisp white uniform, used to come in his truck or horse-drawn wagon, glass bottles clanking, and a set fresh daily supply of dairy on your doorstep?
Yeah, me neither. But even those who are too young to have had personal experience with the family milkman may feel nostalgic about the simplicity and the directness of the farm-to-table connection his cap-and-bow-tie-wearing image evokes. That collective sentimentality, as well as an interest in buying local, a commitment to quality and the lure of time-saving convenience, is the driving force behind a new (old) trend: the return of the milkman.


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With day one of the latest federal government shutdown nearly at an end, and with Washington bracing for a prolonged government shutdown, the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office issued a notice to applicants and practitioners regarding the status of Office operations for the next few weeks. The Office indicated it would remain open and would be "using prior year reserve fee collections to operate as usual for approximately four weeks." The Office also indicated that it would continue to assess its fee collections as compared to its operating requirements in order to determine how long it will be able to operate in this capacity during the shutdown, adding that it would provide an update as more definitive information becomes available.
If the shutdown continues past the time the Office exhausts its reserve funds, the Office noted that it "would shut down at that time, although a very small staff would continue to work to accept new applications and maintain IT infrastructure, among other functions." The notice directs applicants and practitioners to the agency's plan for "an orderly shutdown," which indicates that after its reserve funds are exhausted:
[E]xcepted employees [at the USPTO] will ensure the functionality of processes and systems minimally necessary for the preservation of patent rights, to allow compliance with statutory provisions that cannot be waived, and avoid disclosures of information that would be detrimental to the national security. Additionally, the excepted employees will ensure the functionality of processes and systems minimally necessary to preserve trademark rights. Preventing the public from accessing the USPTO's electronic filing and payments systems may result in the complete or partial loss of intellectual property. Therefore, in order to prevent the loss of valuable intellectual property, these systems should remain open during any closure of the USPTO.
The plan provides a list of 106 of the Office's 11,789 employees who are excepted.
In addition to the above, the Office noted that the 18th Annual Independent Inventors conference, originally scheduled for October 11-12, has been cancelled. The Office hopes to reschedule the conference after the government resumes full operation. The Office also noted that requests for paper files have been temporarily suspended because those files are housed in a federal facility which is owned and operated by the General Services Administration (GSA), and which is closed during the shutdown.
According to Wikipedia, the government shutdown that began earlier today is only the latest in a series of such shutdowns, which includes eight full government shutdowns lasting between one and three days apiece during the Reagan administration, a four day shutdown during the first Bush administration, and two full shutdowns lasting five and 21 days during the Clinton administration -- the 21-day shutdown being the longest of any government shutdown.
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Our Forests Aren't Fuel
Recently biomass energy emerged as a new threat to Southern forests. Despite the fact that deforestation is the third largest cause of carbon pollution just behind cars and power plants, European policy makers are promoting the burning of Southern forests for electricity to meet their "clean energy" targets.
Our standing forests gather and store carbon, which makes them a key solution for carbon pollution. Though bioenergy from wood might create a temporary boom for the forest products industry in the Southern US, it will devastate the 20 years of work that increased protection for millions of acres of Southern forests.
In response, Dogwood Alliance has launched a major new campaign, Our Forests Aren't Fuel, supporting alternative and competitive energy sources like solar and wind while pressuring companies who stand to gain from this practice to put a stop to it. We're educating and activating citizens, policy makers and industry on both sides of the Atlantic to the dangers of this false energy solution.


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Awesome Studio Recoleta Wifi! 6MB
Size50 m²
Floor No.3(with elevator)
- Air conditioning
- Internet/WiFi
- Towels
- Elevator in building
- Gym
- Kitchen
- Washer/dryer
Accommodation summary
Address | Peña, 1125 Buenos Aires, Argentina |
Property type | Apartment |
Property ID | VPF6J6AQ |
This brand-new studio apartment is perfect for a couple who wishes to get to know Buenos Aires City. Located in Recoleta, the most trendy and modern city in town, just blocks away from Alto Palermo Mall, Santa Fe Av. and Las Heras Av. this place is near the main point of interest on your TO-DO list for Buenos Aires.
This studio is brand new. A modern, simple apartment and extremely nice and perfectly well located if you wish to stay in a safe, green area of our town.
The house has a double bed, spacious kitchen and full bathroom. Comfortable and with enough space in wardrobes.
The street is a very silent one, and the apartment receives lots of sun during most of the day.
The apartment has a queen-sized bed, a desk and a full bathroom. The kitchen is complete with refrigerator, microwave and oven. The apartment is equipped with Wi-Fi, cable, telephone, kitchen ware, tableware, 100% Cotton linens and towels.
Location is Peña St. and Pueyrredon Av. in the heart of Recoleta.
Lot's of shopping, dining and wining are available in Recoleta Actually Palermo is the Nightlife capital in Buenos Aires. But in case you want to get to know some other neighbourhood, the "D Metro Line" of the Buenos Aires Subway go by through Pueyrredon Stop.
Together with some sections of the neighboring communities of Retiro and Recoleta, Palermo forms a part of the town known as Barrio Norte, Buenos Aires, a traditional residential zone for the city's most affluent families, where a high portion of the cultural life of the city is concentrated.
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Guest have access to the entire apartment.-
We will be meeting you at the check in to explain you about how the apartment works, and will be available 24-7 via Phone, Mail or in Person if you need something. If you prefer privacy we will not bother you.
Life and death collide in Recoleta, a refined central Buenos Aires neighborhood with spirited energy and an illustrious cemetery. Culture consumers, francophiles, students, and art gallery denizens wait in line together at Starbucks, share baguettes at Plaza Francia's La Feria Hippie, and scrutinize the works of Titian and Goya. Shop, study, or meander through its street fairs—whatever you do in Recoleta, you won't be alone.
Ezeiza International Airport (EZE): 35 minutes by cab without traffic
Retiro Station: 15 minutes by cab or 15 minutes by public transit
Plaza Italia: 10 minutes by cab or 15 minutes by public transit
Plaza de Mayo: 15 minutes by cab or 23 minutes by public transit
Public transit is Easy
Having a car is Possible
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Weekly rate for up to 2 guests | 421 € |
Monthly rate for up to 2 guests | 1255 € |
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Check-in before | 7 PM |
Check-out before | 11 AM |
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Camping with my daughter Katrina Day-1
Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, First Time, Hardcore, Incest, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen, Virginity, Young
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Posted Wed 10th of August 2011
"Is that the last one sweetheart?" I asked my daughter Katrina when she handed me her last bag. She nodded her head and I closed the trunk. We both decided to go camping this year but since my wife had some bad experience with camping, it's just me and my daughter.
"Have fun!" Megan, my wife said and I gave her a quick kiss on her lips and squeezed her ass tightly. It's
going to be hard living a week without sex but I promised my daughter so I got in the truck and waited for
my daughter.
"Let's go dad! I am all ready" Katrina said excitedly as buckled her seatbelt. I gave my wife a wave and took
off. "We are staying there for a week right daddy?"
"Yeah…" I answered looking at her. Katrina was a beautiful girl at the age of 15, with long blonde hair with
brown highlights which came up to her shoulder blades. She kept herself fit by coming to the gym with me
and playing softball for her school. Her breasts were almost as big as her mothers, which were 35 C and
her ass was gorgeous.
I loved when her green eyes sparkled with excitement and her cute laugh whenever I would say something
to make her laugh. Over the last year, she grew into a stunning girl with good looks, great grades, and
cheerful personality. The fact that boys would be trying to get into my daughter's pants is a little troubling
but I had faith in her.
"Dad…let's put some music on!" She said enthusiastically and put the latest songs which she
downloaded on to her I-pod. The drive to the camping sites was about an hour and thirties minutes but
with the traffic we got there in two hours. I rented a small cabin for us and parked the truck right next to our
cabin. It took us 15 minutes or so to get all our supplies into the cabin.
"What are we doing now?" I asked her and her eyes sparkled. She had a white tanktop and blue shorts
which just managed to cover her ass.
"Hmm how about we hike that big mountain?" She said pointing at a small mountain which was at least
"Are you sure? It looks quite big and a little steep" I asked her and she nodded her head. I grabbed a back-
pack and loaded it with drinks, snacks, and food. "Alright let's get it"
Honestly if I didn't hit the gym every day, I would have embarrassed myself. It was much harder than it
looked and quite steep. But we managed to climb up to the top and had our lunch there. It was great as we
hung out together, we talked about everything. She told about her friends in school and how immature the
boys were. She asked me about my work and I explained to her what exactly I did with cars but I don't think
she completely got it but she listened intently. It was really fun spending time with her, after a while we
went back down the mountain. Later that day, we swam in the lake enjoying the cool water and finally
played some Frisbee to end the day.
"Daddy do you mind if I take some pictures of the moose I saw couple of minutes ago…." She asked me
and I nodded my head.
"Don't go too far…" I called after her and set up the fire. I grabbed a beer and enjoyed the peace. I waited
for about 15 minutes and started to worry a little but knew that she was a big girl and can find her own way.
I decided to go look for after 20 minutes.
"Kat? Kat? Katrina!" I yelled for her and looked for 10 minutes before I found her by the lake. "Oh my god!"
It looked like she tripped on a piece of wood and fell into the river. Luckily, it was her just her body which
was completely wet and not her head. I ran to her and scooped her up in my arms. She opened her eyes in a daze and hugged me tightly as I took her back to the cabin. She was shivering badly and I quickly took off all her clothes and put her in bed.
"Daddy?" She stammered "I am c..cold"
"I know sweetheart I know" I tried to think what I should do and quickly took off my clothes and got in bed
with. I cradled her and held her tightly in my arms. I started rubbing her back in an attempt to heat her up
and kissed her face. "Shhh…it's alright baby…you are safe…"
"So cold…" She shivered and I continued rubbing her body with my hands. She finally calmed down and
held on to me tightly wrapping her legs around me. I stroked her soft hair and kissed her face to quiet her
down and she finally fell asleep. I don't when I fell asleep but when I woke up, I was hugging her tightly.
Her ass was pressed firmly against my cock and one of my hands was on her breast while the other was
on her pussy.
I don't why but I gently started rubbing her pussy while playing with her now hardened nipples. I heard a soft moan which turned me on and I continued playing with her clit. I grazed my finger over her nipple and tweaked it.
"Ohhh" She moaned softly as I rolled her nipples in my hands. I pressed my erection into her ass and pulled her closer to me. The warmth of her body pressing into me was amazing and I slowing started kissing her neck. God I wanted to do this for so long! What!?! Why did I just think that? I have a gorgeous wife at home and I am molesting my own daughter!
"Don't stop daddy" She whimpered as her pussy got wetter by the second. The heat radiating from her pussy was simply incredible. I started to move my hand from her breast but she grabbed it and held it firmly. "Please? Don't stop…"
How could I disobey my daughter? I continued making a trail of kissed on her neck and gently sucked on her earlobe as I started humping her. She moaned in delight as I entered her tight pussy. I pushed my two fingers deep inside and curled them to find her G-spot. She withered in happiness as she edged closer to her orgasm. I pinched her nipple and tugged it with my index and thumb.
"Oh god daddy oh god!" She cried out as I massaged her g-spot feverishly. She started humping me back and suddenly let out a scream as her juices gushed. I held her tightly as her juices spewed out of her pussy.
She turned around looked into my eyes and smiled in satisfaction, "I wanted this for so long!" I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her soft lips gently at first. I pushed my tongue at her lips and she gently opened her lips allowing me to enter. I pushed my tongue forward and moaned as our tongues met for the first time. I slowly explored her mouth and pressed her tongue down as I tickled her roof.
"Mmm…" She moaned as our kiss began to intensify. I stroked her hair and pressed her body tightly against mine. I felt her scorching hot pussy graze my dick and her hard nipples trying to pierce my skin. She ran her hands over my hair and then my back. Our tongues wrestled in a hopeless battle as our hips grinded towards each others. She seemed to be melting right into my body.
"I love you so much Daddy…" She said looking deep into my eyes. I smiled in response and kissed her softly on the lips before telling her how much I love her. "I want you to be my first…"
"Katrina? I don't know…we shouldn't be doing this…" I argued. She didn't say anything but removed the blankets and got between my legs. Before my mind completely grasped what was going on, I felt her gorgeous lips wrap around my purple head. I then felt the warm wetness of her lips slowly consuming my cock.
"Oh god oh my god" I moaned as I softly stroked her soft hair. This was certainly not the best blowjob I received but the fact that it was my daughter giving me the pleasure intensified it by 10x. My hips involuntary pushed myself deeper into her mouth, she began to lick and swirl her tongue around my cockhead and down his shaft.
"Shit baby it feel so good" I gasped as she came back up sucking as hard as she could. I almost lost it right then and there; she pulled her tongue into my slit and massaged my balls with her tiny fingers. "Baby I am going to cum!"
She immediately took me deep and pressed her face into my stomach, I gasped as her throat choked my cock. I held her head tightly as I shot load after load of hot cum. Each time she swallowed, her throat strangled my cock making me drown her with cum. She kept on sucking even after I was limp.
"Daddy you taste so damn god…" She moaned as she straddled my chest and gave me a deep passionate kiss.
"It's my turn sweetheart…" I said lifting her up and laying her down the bed. I cupped her breasts in my hand and sucked on her nipples gently and tenderly bit into it. She gasped and grabbed on to the sheets next to her. I twisted her other nipple in my hand and pulled it gently with my teeth and flicked it.
I made a trail of kisses down to her stomach and brushed her light layer of soft pubic hair with my lips. I slowly slid my fingers back and forth over her moist cunt. I began to feel her fluids oozing out onto my fingers. She placed her hands on top of mine and began to move her body with the motion of my massaging. She was slowly grinding her pussy onto my fingers and was letting out her adorable little whimpers and moans. When I slid my middle finger into her pussy she let out a cry as she tossed her head back and jutted her chest out.
I listened to her voice, which was getting closer, so I thrust my finger in and out, faster and faster, harder and harder. I was really enjoying seeing my sweet little Katrina on the bed with her back arched and her pelvis gyrating, gasping in a desperate attempt to stifle her cries of pleasure. It was so fucking erotic. I kept ramming it in and out, as deep as it would go, until finally she reached the peak –and grabbed my free arm, digging her nails into my skin and gasping as her whole body quivered, then collapsed, dribbling her fluids all over my hand. I pulled out of her tight and sucked all her pussy juice off, licking my fingers. I looked at her limp body on the floor and bent over and kissed her on her pussy, then on her lips for several seconds.
I stared at Katrina's bare, sweet, pink pussy for the first time, then bent down towards it. Her breathing got heavy and fast even before my tongue started lapping against her clit and darting in and out of her hole. I had to hold her waist down because she couldn't keep still as wave after wave of electric pleasure surged out from her pussy and rippled through her tender female body.
She moaned, and groaned, and cried into the pillow.
It was so fucking erotic.
I raised my head and wiped the fluids off my mouth and chin. Her top and bra lay on the floor and her pink nipples stared at me. I let her catch her breath for a second, then slowly began penetrate her vagina with my forefinger and middle finger together. I entered her hole and slowly pushed inwards. She held my hands to guide me so I wouldn't hurt her and helped me go deeper.
When we had established a reasonable comfort zone, I began the finger fucking. She grabbed my free hand and held on to me as I kept sliding my fingers in and out of her pussy. I bent over and bit on her nipple, still fucking her, and licked her tits, causing her to moan and grab my head. As I began to fuck her deeper, she began to moan louder and louder. I looked up to watch her face, her movements, and was timing her…then I saw it coming. Just as her she arched her back, I thrust my fingers into her tight pussy as deep as I could. She grabbed her tits squeezed them as she screamed. When I pulled my fingers hand out of her pussy, they had some blood on them. That was done. She gasped and jerked when I licked a nipple once more and smiled.
"Daddy? I want your cock in me now!" She demanded as I rubbed my erection against her slit. I wanted to fuck her so hard. "You gave me two amazing orgasms…no wait…three!"
I lifted her ass up lightly and directed my dick to her pussy, and then slowly entered. It was so warm and wet inside; her pussy muscles gripped my cock tightly. She wrapped her legs around me, her soft yet firm thighs around mine. I moved myself in and out of her warm pussy gently. I slowly increased my pace. I managed to shoved my entire shaft into her body. Then I did it again and again and again. Each time she would let out a cry.
When she learned to fully take in my cock, I began to bang as hard as I could into her pelvis. I held her up by her thighs as I impaled the young girl on my spear. I wanted her to feel my cock inside her body as much as she possibly could. In a little while she was screaming my name as I fucked my little, sweet Katrina harder and harder and harder and harder.
It was so fucking erotic.
I could see the sweat forming between our hot bodies as I rammed my rigid cock repeatedly up into her tight pussy. Her wet, hard nipples rubbed against my chest each time I lowered myself to thrust upward into my girl once again
All of a sudden she gripped my body. Her legs tightened around me. She cried out and arched her back. She was flying through the stars – she was cumming. Her pussy was squeezing hard on my cock. I began to lose it.
"Oh shit! Oh baby! I'm cumming" I cried
"Yes! Cum inside me…please…cum inside me!" she cried as her pussy muscles kept pulsating around my shaft.
I just couldn't stop myself.
In one final powerful thrust I released all the sexual pressure that had built up inside my balls over the last few weeks.I came, flooding wave after wave after wave of my hot, thick, creamy sperm into Katrina's tight, little pussy, filling her belly with my sperm as her beautiful orgasm burst into a rainbow of intense, sweet pleasure surging through the inside of her beautiful nubile, body.
I cuddled with sexy daughter on the bed with the smell off sweat sex still lingering in the air. We were, still in our sexual embrace, with my limp cock inside her. My sperm slowly seeped out of her onto the floor and slowly washed away into the drain by the warm showering water. She sobbed as she held on tightly to my body, and I held on tightly to hers. Several teardrops rolled down her cute cheeks.
"I love you Daddy…"
"I love you too sweet heart…"
We remained there for some time, enjoying the precious moments and the feeling of each other's skin. I
was enjoying her naked body on top of me, and she was enjoying being on top of my naked body.
"What are we going to do today?" I asked her and she leaned toward me and whispered. I could feel my
dick getting hard again.
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Anonymous reader
2016-02-13 00:44:16
Honestly, your transition from the lake to the bed to the shower were a bit choppy. It was better written then most people screaming fuck and oh baby, but seemed a bit quick.
Anonymous reader
2014-10-20 04:32:41
It made me cum
2013-12-17 13:05:54
"Camping With My Daughter, Katrina; Day 1" - Katrina and Daddy - (Daughter and Father)
The story is pretty well written; the character's are fun, intelligent and easily converse with each other. The context and theme of the story is great. Both father and Katrina express deep feelings--an even deeper love--for each other!! Though Katrina was a virgin fifteen year old young teenager, there is no discussion nor mention of birth protection! It causes the reader's imagination to wonder, is fifteen year old Katrina now pregnant with her first child and her a new brother or sister, her father's second child and both parent's first grandchild???
anonymous reader
2013-11-10 17:36:07
I have no idea why idiots like yourself try to throw the word sperm into these stories. It must take a profound degree of stupidity to fail to realize that incongruity of telling a story of this type while insisting on trotting out clinical terms.
Baddie McBadwriter is a badwriter.
anonymous reader
2013-11-03 02:27:26
but if you cant help your self, just fuck your fucken wall people!
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First piece of the marathon... and see? This is what I was talking about!
I finally devised a way to do pieces in between mere sketches and fully coloured pieces. This style takes me a bit more than just sketching the damn thing, but it comes nowhere near the brutal ammount of time that it takes me to do a fully colored piece...
I actually did this one in a little more than two hours if I'm not mistaken. I used a 4px solid brush for the lines, a 25 to 70 px semi-solid brush for the colors (or gray scales, whatever), 9px solid brushes for the light effects, and a wide array of different sizes of watercolor brushes for the shadows and blurry effects.
And regarding my furry style, it comes nowhere near :iconjaynaylor:'s level of quality, but for this being my very second furry ever drawn... Hey, I'm gonna pat myself in the back just a little bit... I earned it -.-
Lexi belongs to Pixie-van-Winkle, and was requested by Drake-Rex.
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now THAT is the kind of drawing i would LOOOOOVE to do. black and white (grey) shadings is what i'm having the most fun doing when i draw, i'm pretty good with colors but i can never reach the level of detail i can with a pencil than with a brush of any kind.
do more like that!!! they are so damn awesome!!! xD ^_^
i wish i could break the stars and triple the rating, it doesn't do justice to a piece that provokes so much stirring of my loins. i'm hoping that if i ever did you a request, it'll be done with this style that i love just too damn much!
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aw wow, now i need to get an outfit like that. the guys would love it :P
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Another amazing piece. To be honest, even though it's not coloured, this has to be my favourite.


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Travel Essentials
Why go now?
Florida's theme-park capital is preparing for another high summer of speedy ups and downs – but there is more to this sometimes unappreciated city than rollercoasters.
Its excellent Museum of Art (1) at 2416 North Mills Avenue (001 407 896 4231; omart.org) has collections of modern American painting, African art and contemporary graphics, with an exhibition entitled "Geolocation: Tributes to the Data Stream" running until 1 September. Open noon to 4pm at weekends, 10am to 4pm weekdays (except Monday), $8 (£5.25).
Touch down
Orlando Airport (2) (001 407 825 2001; orlandoairports.net) lies six miles south-east of Downtown. I flew with Virgin Atlantic (0844 209 7777; virgin-atlantic.com), which has daily flights from Gatwick and Manchester, and twice-weekly services from Glasgow. A week's stay at the International Palms Resort (3) in August costs £5,716 for a family of four (two children under 18), room only, with flights from Gatwick and car hire – via Virgin Holidays (0844 557 4321; virginholidays.co.uk).
British Airways (0844 493 0787; ba.com) flies to Orlando daily from Gatwick. Buses 11 and 51 head to Downtown in 40 minutes, and 42 runs to International Drive in an hour for $2 (£1.30).
Orlando Airport Van (001 866 204 4000; orlandoairportvan.us) offers transfers to International Drive for $10 (£6.70) per person each way. Cabs to the same destination cost about $40 (£26), and take 20 minutes.
Orlando is sizeable and a car is useful for seeing the theme parks. A week's rental in July (pick up and drop off at the airport), costs £135 through Alamo (0871 384 1086; alamo.co.uk).
Get your bearings
Orlando sits almost at the geographic heart of Florida, surrounded by lakes in an area of wetland lushness. It fans out around central Downtown, with the major theme parks and International Drive to the west, and the intriguing area of Winter Park to the north-east. Lynx buses (001 407 841 5969; golynx.com) are the key public transport option, with some 60 routes crossing the city. A one-day pass costs $6.50 (£4.30). The Official Visitor Center (4) stands at 8723 International Drive (001 407 363 5872; visitorlando.com), open daily 8.30am to 6.30pm. It dispenses the free "Magicard", which offers discounts on some 40 attractions. For more information, go to visitflorida.com.
Check in
A three-star family option with pool at 6515 International Drive, the International Palms Resort (3) (001 800 354 8332; internationalpalms.com) has doubles for $100 (£66), room only.
Nearby, at 9801 International Drive, the Peabody Orlando (5) (001 407 352 4000; peabodyorlando.com) is a five-star, with doubles from $460 (£307), room only.
The Park Plaza Hotel (6) is a chic boutique option at 307 South Park Avenue in Winter Park (001 407 647 1072; parkplazahotel.com) – doubles from $225 (£150), room only.
Day One
Take a hike
International Drive stretches for 12 miles, but the tourist heartland is the two-mile strip north from the Peabody (5). The giant Orange County Convention Center (7), at No 9899, is hard to miss, but business turns to pleasure at 9101 with the Pointe Orlando (8) complex of fashion stores and restaurants (001 407 248 2838; pointeorlando.com). Continue to Wonderworks (9) (001 407 351 8800; wonderworksonline.com), an indoor theme park at 9067, with rope courses and laser games (open daily 9am to midnight, adults $25/£16.70, children $20/£13).
At 8969, Hawaiian Rumble Adventure Golf (10) (001 407 351 7733; hawaiianrumbleorlando.com) has water-themed putting (daily 9am-11.30pm (midnight Friday and Saturday); $10 (£6.70), under 4s free.
Take a ride
Orlando's two core resort areas need little introduction. Walt Disney World resort (11) (0800 16 90 730; disneyworld.disney.go.com) is laid out around World Drive, 20 miles from Downtown. Its four parks include the Magic Kingdom, with its fairytale castle. There is a huge range of tickets, but a basic one-day pass to one theme park costs $95 (£63) per adult, $88 (£58) for three to nine year-olds. Hours vary.
Closer to the centre at 6000 Universal Boulevard, Universal Orlando (12) (0800 408 4834; universalorlando.com) has two parks: Universal Studios Florida; and Islands Of Adventure, with its Hogwarts recreation at The Wizarding World Of Harry Potter. One-day, one-park passes cost $100 (£67) per adult, $94 (£63) per child (3-9). Open daily in July 9am to 10pm.
Lunch on the run
Both resorts have food and retail areas open without entrance fee. Downtown Disney has the Earl Of Sandwich (13) (001 407 938 1762; earlofsandwichusa.com) at 1750 East Buena Vista Drive – where The Earl's Club (turkey, bacon, cheese) costs $6 (£4).
Universal Citywalk at 6000 Universal Boulevard has Nascar Sports Grille (14) (001 407 224 7223; nascarsportsgrilleorlando.com). A Pit Road Burger (beef, pork, cheese) is $14 (£9.30).
Walk in the park
If you like a bit more bite, Gatorland (15) at 14501 South Orange Blossom Trail (001 407 855 5496; gatorland.com), with its snap-jawed beasts, is open 10am- 5pm; adults $25 (£16.70); three-12 $17 (£11). At SeaWorld (16) on 7007 Sea World Drive (001 888 8005447; seaworldparks.com), there are dolphins and sharks (daily 9am- 10pm in July). One-day passes $79 (£53) adults, $71 (£47) three-nine year-olds.
An aperitif
Brick House Tavern + Tap (17) is a classic sports bar at 8440 International Drive. An Orange Blossom Pilsner costs $5 (£3) (001 407 3550321; brickhousetavernandtap.com).
Dining with the locals
The Peabody's (5) fine in-house restaurant, Napa, has cioppino (fish stew) that's nicely spicy for $35 (£23). At the Pointe Orlando complex (8), The Oceanaire Seafood Room (001 407 363 4801; theoceanaire.com) has pan-seared triggerfish for $33 (£22). Also, "Restaurant Row", is a mile chunk of West Sand Lake Road. Chatham's Place (18) does black grouper with spring onion for $33 (£22) at 7575 Dr Philips Boulevard (001 407 345 2992; chathamsplace.com).
Day Two
Sunday morning: go to church
Downtown offers a glimpse of local Orlando – not least in the calm form of St James Cathedral (19) at 215 North Orange Avenue (001 407 422 2005; stjamesorlando.org). This Catholic bastion, which dates to 1887, is a mixture of styles: plain and pale on its exterior, a colourful cocktail of murals within. Sunday mass is at 7.30am, 9am and 10.30am.
Window shopping
Orlando specialises in gargantuan shopping temples such as The Florida Mall (20), which has Macy's and Sears among its 200 outlets at 8001 South Orange Blossom Trail (001 407 851 7234; simon.com).
Winter Park is the city's "secret" pocket, where residents meet for coffee. Enticing stores here include The Ancient Olive (21) (001 321 972 1899; theancientolive.com), which sells olive oils at 324 North Park Avenue. Adjacent at 318 North Park Avenue, Tugboat & The Bird (22) (001 407 647 5437; tugboatandthebird.com) has toys and children's clothes.
Out to brunch
Winter Park lunch options include Prato (23) at 124 North Park Avenue (001 407 262 0050; prato-wp.com), a popular Italian eatery with epic fresh pasta, such as buckwheat tagliatelle with pork ragu and spinach for $16 (£10.70).
Cultural afternoon
Morse Museum of American Art (24), at 445 North Park Avenue, is famed for its Tiffany glass (Tuesday-Saturday 9.30am-4pm, Sunday 1-4pm, closed Monday; 001 407 645 5311; morsemuseum.org; $5/£3.30).
In Downtown, the Orange County Regional History Center (25) tells the story of central Florida from Native Americans to the Spanish arrival (Courthouse, at 65 East Central Boulevard; 001 407 836 8500; thehistorycenter.org). Open daily 10am-5pm, Sunday noon-5pm, $9 (£6).
Icing on the cake
For quiet serenity, try a one-hour cruise around three of Orlando's lakes via Scenic Boat Tour (26) (001 407 644 4056; scenicboattours.com), which operates from a jetty at 312 East Morse Boulevard in Winter Park. Sailings depart on the hour from 10am until 4pm; costing $12 (£8).
If you prefer an adrenalin rush, iFly (27), off International Drive at 6805 Visitors Circle (001 407 903 1150; iflyorlando.com), deals in "indoor skydiving". Customers take to the air on gusts of up to 100mph in a vertical wind tunnel. A package of two one-minute flights costs from $60 (£40), with the facility open daily 10am to 10pm.


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Hi all, I don't post too much...when I do it has been over in the WK2 forums. Wanted to introduce myself as we just got my wife a '14 Cherokee Limited. It is a lease so we won't be doing much for mods, but if anyone has any questions feel free to post and I'll help as much as I can.
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Hi from Australia djzim23. :)
I would be very interested in a review of it from you after you've driven it for a few weeks. They are not due to be released here until about June '14 and I have finally convinced my husband to replace our '07 JGC with the Cherokee. We have an MY14 JGC also which I love but want to pair it with the Cherokee. I'm always looking to read reviews on it from people who have one, so when you get the chance I'd like to know what you and your wife think - the good and the bad. :) |
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We have had my wife's 2014 Trailhawk for about a month. This Trailhawk has all the electronic bells and whistles. The granite exterior and brown interior are beautiful. The interior is very nicely put together.
After the break in we took a road trip from San Francisco to Phoenix (750 miles each way). The ride was comfortable and quiet. The V-6 has plenty of power for hill climbing, especially when in Sport mode. 9 gears are overkill! Bottom line, it is a very nice vehicle! But I still prefer my 2011 Grand Cherokee Overland with the hemi. |
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For over 20 years, the world-renowned Berliner Philharmoniker have celebrated their founding on May 1 with the annual Europa Konzert. The 2006 event was an all-Mozart program featuring Daniel Barenboim in his familiar dual role as both soloist and conductor. Sparkling high definition Blu-Ray brings the gorgeous Theatre of the Estates in Prague to life, highlighting this historic venue in its timely finery - attired to evoke the 1787 premiere of Don Giovanni, conducted by Mozart himself. A bonus Cultural Portait of Prague video makes this even more valuable to the curious viewer.


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FRAMES | NO FRAMES | Description | Parameters | Examples | Response |
This is an archive of a previous version of the ArcGIS REST API. The current version can be found at http://resources.arcgis.com/en/help/arcgis-rest-api/
URL | http://<layer-url>/query |
Parent Resource | Layer |
The query operation is performed on a layer resource. The result of this operation is a resultset resource. This resource provides information about query results including the values for the fields requested by the user. If you request geometry information, the geometry of each result is also returned in the resultset.
You can provide arguments to the query operation as query parameters defined in the parameters table below.
Parameter | Details |
f | Description: The
response format. The default response format is html. Values: html | json | kmz |
text | Description: A
literal search text. If the layer has a display field associated with
it, the server searches for this text in this field. This parameter is a short hand for a where clause of: . The text is case sensitive. This parameter is ignored if the where parameter is specified.Example: text=Los |
geometry | Description: The geometry to apply as the spatial filter. The structure of the geometry is the
same as the structure of the json geometry objects
returned by the ArcGIS REST API. In addition to the JSON structures,
for envelopes and points, you can specify the geometry with a
simpler comma-separated syntax. Syntax:
geometryType | Description: The type of geometry specified by the geometry
parameter. The geometry type can be an envelope, point, line,
or polygon. The default geometry type is an envelope.Values: esriGeometryPoint | esriGeometryMultipoint | esriGeometryPolyline | esriGeometryPolygon | esriGeometryEnvelope |
inSR | Description: The well-known ID of the spatial reference of the input geometry. If the inSR is not specified, the geometry is assumed to be in the spatial reference of the map. |
spatialRel | Description: The spatial relationship to be applied on the input geometry
while performing the query. The supported spatial relationships include
intersects, contains, envelope intersects, within, etc. The default
spatial relationship is intersects (esriSpatialRelIntersects ).Values: esriSpatialRelIntersects
| esriSpatialRelContains | esriSpatialRelCrosses |
esriSpatialRelEnvelopeIntersects | esriSpatialRelIndexIntersects |
esriSpatialRelOverlaps | esriSpatialRelTouches | esriSpatialRelWithin |
where | Description:
A where clause for the query filter. Any legal SQL where clause operating on the fields in the layer is
allowed. Example: where=POP2000 > 350000 |
outFields | Description:
The list of fields to be included in the returned resultset. This list
is a comma delimited list of field names. If you specify the
shape field in the list of return fields, it is ignored. To
request geometry, set returnGeometry to true .You can also specify the wildcard "*" as the value of this parameter. In this case, the query results include all the field values. Note that the wildcard also implicitly implies returnGeometry=true and setting returnGeometry to false will
have no effect.Example: outFields=AREANAME,ST,POP2000 Example (wildcard usage): outFields=* |
returnGeometry | Description: If true,
the resultset includes the geometry associated with each result. The default is true. Note that if the outFields parameter is set to the wildcard "*", it implicitly implies returnGeometry=true and
setting returnGeometry to false has no effect.Values: true | false |
outSR | Description: The
well-known ID of the spatial reference for the returned geometry.
If outSR
is not specified, the geometry is returned in the spatial reference of the map. |
Example 1: Query using the text parameter on the states layer of the ESRI_StateCityHighway_USA on sampleserver1:
http://sampleserver1.arcgisonline.com/ArcGIS/rest/services/Specialty/ESRI_StateCityHighway_USA/MapServer/1/query?text=TexasExample 2: Query using a where statement on the same layer. The output is JSON format:
http://sampleserver1.arcgisonline.com/ArcGIS/rest/services/Specialty/ESRI_StateCityHighway_USA/MapServer/1/query?where=STATE_NAME='Florida'&f=jsonExample 3: Query strings are case sensitive. In this example, UPPER is used to make the query case insensitive:
http://sampleserver1.arcgisonline.com/ArcGIS/rest/services/Specialty/ESRI_StateCityHighway_USA/MapServer/1/query?where=UPPER(STATE_NAME)=UPPER('colorado')Example 4: Querying the same states layer using geometry (envelope):
http://sampleserver1.arcgisonline.com/ArcGIS/rest/services/Specialty/ESRI_StateCityHighway_USA/MapServer/1/query?geometry=-125.4,35.2,-118.7,43.8&geometryType=esriGeometryEnvelopeExample 5: Querying the states layer by both geometry (envelope) and a where statement:
http://sampleserver1.arcgisonline.com/ArcGIS/rest/services/Specialty/ESRI_StateCityHighway_USA/MapServer/1/query?geometry=-125.4,35.2,-118.7,43.8&geometryType=esriGeometryEnvelope&where=POP1999>5000000Example 6: Querying the states layer by where statement, specifying a list of fields to return, and requesting no geometry in the results:
http://sampleserver1.arcgisonline.com/ArcGIS/rest/services/Specialty/ESRI_StateCityHighway_USA/MapServer/1/query?where=POP1999>15000000&returnGeometry=false&outFields=STATE_NAME,MALES,FEMALES,POP1999Example 7: Querying the states layer by text parameter and requesting the geometry with the well-known ID of 102113 (Web Mercator):
"displayFieldName" : "<displayFieldName>",
"fieldAliases" : {
"<fieldName1>" : "<fieldAlias1>",
"<fieldName2>" : "<fieldAlias2>"
"geometryType" : "<geometryType>",
"spatialReference" : {<spatialReference>},
"features" : [
"attributes" : {
"<fieldName1>" : <fieldValue11>,
"<fieldName2>" : <fieldValue21>
"geometry" : {<geometry1>}
"name" : "<featureName2>",
"attributes" : {
"<fieldName1>" : <fieldValue12>,
"<fieldName2>" : <fieldValue22>
"geometry" : {<geometry2>}
"displayFieldName" : "AREANAME",
"fieldAliases" : {
"POP2000" : "Population - 2000",
"AREANAME" : "City Name"
"geometryType" : "esriGeometryPoint",
"spatialReference" : {"wkid" : 4326},
"features" : [
"attributes" : {
"AREANAME" : "Los Angeles"
"geometry" : { "x" : -118.37, "y" : 34.086 }
"attributes" : {
"AREANAME" : "Long Beach"
"geometry" : { "x" : -118.15, "y" : 33.80 }


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The Kingston Theatre was operating prior to 1941. The building also housed several store rooms.
It was built and operated by Thomas Alexander and Louis Marinos Sr. in conjunction with the Comerford Corporation. It had 885 seats. The auditorium was destroyed by fire in the early-1950′s. The ruling was arson. However, the front of the building was salvaged and endured for decades as an office building. It, along with the connecting former Alpha Theatre building was demolished sometime around 2000.
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U.S.–European Union trade talks kick off next week in Washington amid fresh allegations that the National Security Agency's spying activities targeted European allies.The cloud over the imminent trade meeting calls to mind yet another potential big loser in the scandal: U.S. internet companies, which could soon feel a backlash from foreign customers and governments rightly wary of doing business with them.
American companies dominate the Internet business. They dominate Web browsing,search, email and social networking on traditional computers, smartphones and tablets.For the most part, outside of a few countries, the rest of the world seems to have been happy to consume American products and services, without much nationalist sentiment getting in the way.
In order to avoid losing market share, American companies, as well as the American government, need to restore trust in American Internet services.
As we now know, this dominance was exploited by the American government, which was able to gain access to American Internet companies' user data to spy on foreign citizens. Not surprisingly, many foreign citizens and governments are taken aback by these revelations. It has been fairly obvious for years that Facebook and Google were monitoring behavior to provide targeted advertising; it was less clear that the American government was also tracking Internet usage.
In the short term, a shift away from American companies may not seem like a real possibility, given the scale of their dominance. Options for non–American Internet companies are quite limited; so far, there is no foreign analogue for Google or Facebook –or Bing, Twitter, Pinterest … the list goes on — that could compete on an international basis (there are competitors in China and a few other countries, but none with a truly global reach). It is certainly possible that consumer demand on its own might eventually lead to the rise of real alternatives. But that will take time.
Beyond consumer demand, though, foreign governments might step in and actively promote these alternatives — for example, by giving preference to non–American companies through domestic law and regulations, or even requiring the use of non–American Internet products and services. This practice is common with products such as steel in the government procurement arena (think "Buy America"), where governments give incentives to buy domestic products or require their purchase.
Of course, such actions could violate international trade rules. The WTO's General Agreement on Trade in Services prohibits discrimination against foreign services and service suppliers. However, unlike with trade in goods, there is no blanket obligation not to discriminate against the services of foreign companies. Rather, this obligation only applies where specific commitments have been made.
In the case of the Internet services in question, each government would have to review the commitments it has made to determine the extent to which it could legally favor non–American suppliers. And based on an exception provision in the GATS, an argument could be made that, in order to secure compliance with their data privacy laws,governments need to be sure that the Internet companies used by their citizens are protecting individual data.
At this early stage, it is difficult to gauge the feelings of citizens and governments, both at home and abroad, over the newly revealed U.S. spying programs. The current focus seems to be mainly on individual rights, which is appropriate. But in the long run, the impact on American Internet companies may be almost as important.In order to avoid losing market share, American companies, as well as the American government, need to restore trust in American Internet services. If they cannot, the Internet landscape may be irrevocably changed, and the first–mover advantage enjoyed by many of these companies will be lost forever.