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    Repeat-y Gradient in I.E. different than Firefox?

    The gradient image I used for my #wrapper views as a single smooth gradient in Firefox 1.5, and a tiled repeating img in I.E.? Why is this?

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    Hello

    your page drops in FF ? is it col2 or col3 ?

    the floats are not cleared for the content box, the content box haze no
    css at all (haslayout for IE)

    a fixed bgr image only works when something (can) scroll(s) over it
    usually the bgr image is (then) in the body

    id's you can only use one time per page

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    <p class="cheech">I met you one evening when you contacted my inbox through stumbleupon, we chatted back and forth about our blogs, 
    and simple things like where we were from, and what we enjoyed doing when we were not stumbling through endless web pages. We had pleasant conversation 
    and ended our chat in a positive way and I hoped that we would become Internet friends.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Over the course of the next few days, our blogs became more erotically charged, and I couldn't 
    help but to think it was from our flirtatious chat.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">"You contacted me one night, it must have been real late for you. 
    You told me to look at your page and imagine you home alone doing the same things to your body. I was immediately interested and went 
    right to your blog page to see pictures of women alone, touching themselves.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">They weren't your average porn pictures. They possessed a natural 
    realness in the women's expressions that looked true and hot, there was no faking or acting for the camera. 
    Their brows were perspirated and their cheeks flushed with a reddish color, 
    they were moist, and very pink, and you could tell if you touched them right, they would explode into waves of orgasms.</p>  
    
    <p class="cheech">I wrote back and told you that I wished that I could watch you touch your self, and that those pictures had totally turned me 
    on and I had begun to touch my self too. I told you that I had just recently purchased a web cam, and then 
    asked you if you would like to video chat with me, 
    since I had never done that before.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You told me that you usually only chat with a select group of lucky friends, but since I was new to web cams, 
    that you would first get to know me some more, 
    and if you liked me, you might break my Internet web cam cherry. We said good night, and we both went back to our private enjoyment of our bodies 
    thinking of each other and our new friendship.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Many erotic nights passed as the two of us bared our souls as we explored our bodies together, through the technology of steaming video. 
    We had grown to understand each other, and enjoyed the stimulations and pleasures we shared with one another. 
    One night you brought up the idea of a fantasy chat, like us meeting for the first time in a real location.</p> 
    
    <p class="cheech">It had been cold where you lived, and it had been damn cold
    here in Alexandria Virginia, so somewhere warm and tropical became the scene of our new fantasy. We decided on somewhere like Barbados or the British
    Virgin Islands, and we had a really hot conversation.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Latter that week you contacted me and said you had done something spontaneous and wild. You said that you had 
    arranged a cheap flight for
    me out of the US, and  had emailed me the flight confirmations for flight 732 out of DC National, and the
    directions to your rented beach bungalow.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I said that vacationing with you would be like a dream come true, except that I didn't think it was financially possible for me. 
    You told me that you could sense that I was broke and couldn't afford a plane ticket, and since you really wanted to meet me in our warm tropical island 
    fantasy, you had taken care of everything.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Writing back to me you joked, " Don't worry, just call me your Sugar Momma. "</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You couldn't believe what you had just done. You had taken total control of the situation, and had arranged everything from 
    flight plans, to hotel reservations. Flying me in to our island getaway was one of
    the most crazy things you had ever done, and you couldn't help but to laugh to yourself. 
    You had given yourself the chance to be as bad and naughty as you wanted to be while vacationing with your new friend, and you smiled at that thought.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You thought about the movies you've seen on the Internet, and how you've always wished men would do these things with you, 
    but most of the guys that you've known, seem to just go through the motions of sex, devoid of emotion, and never losing them selves in the true
    movements of pure lust and erotic nastiness, and how they often leave you unsatisfied
    and wanting so much more.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You had been a little nervous about planning a
    sexy intimate vacation with a man you had only met less than a month ago,
    so you invited a very hot girlfriend that you've had fantasies about to
    travel with you to the islands to make the situation feel more comfortable.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">While packing, you thought back to that funny picture you posted on your blog 
    with that sexy woman crouched down, hiding naked in a suitcase.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">The only difference was that your suitcase didn't have a woman in it, but comparably, it was packed with your
    hidden desires for your traveling partner, some sexy
    island thongs, an evening dress, some clothes, and of course your sluttiest
    latex outfit. Oh yeah, you even packed your web cam and your lap top since we had planned on making a sexy web cast of our first encounter.</p>
    
    
    
    <p class="cheech">Your girl friend didn't know how you felt about
    her, or what went on in your mind when you saw her, and how you always thought about
    her when you watched those women on the Internet doing the things you wanted
    to do, the things we all want to do.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You always felt a little insecure
    around her at work, and at the club, because you could only think about
    what you had done to your self the night before when she was on your mind,
    and how it's not just your everyday innocent, sensuous rubbing.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">No, when you thought of her you did dirty
    things to your self that you've
    never done before, and you always felt a little guilty and embarrassed
    the next time you bumped into her, as if she knew, or could smell the passionate
    juices left behind on your finger tips. Maybe she could smell your 
    scent as you felt your self becoming moist again, as you become caught up in the
    moment of a sexual flashback in your current infatuation of her.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She was a little confused about the
    vacation and this guy you were going to meet
    in the islands, and how you knew him, and whether he was a lover, or just a
    friend?</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You told her that it was kind of like the two movies, 'Sleepless in Seattle'
    and 'You've Got Mail', and how you've been chatting on the Internet with me, and how you had 
    wanted to finally meet me for real. Deep down inside you knew it's more like a
    Zalman King movie, because the vacation has now become the seduction
    of your girlfriend by you and the man that you've been sharing your self with nightly, erotically over the Internet.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">On the fight from England all you could do was fantasize about your fetish for stewardess uniforms and pilots. 
    You even had to slip away to the bathroom to pleasure your self, since sitting next to the woman you wanted so badly, and the thought of licking her 
    pussy in front of all the other passengers while the flight crew felt your entire body, had gotten you extremely horny and drenching wet.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">After the long flight, the two of you went straight to the hotel and changed into your bikinis. 
    It's the first time you caught a glimpse of her naked body.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She was incredible, her body was hotter than you had ever imagined. Both of her nipples were pierced with 
    silver bar bells and she had a beautiful tribal tattoo that worked it's way around her lower hips to her panty line. 
    She turned towards you and you saw she was smoothly shaven with a silver, jeweled clit ring.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You so badly wanted to drop to your knees and start licking her, but you controlled your self, and started to change in to your thong. 
    You caught her looking at your naked body as you were looking at hers, and you both giggled with flirtatious embarrassment.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Her natural breasts jiggled as she laughed, and you suggested sun tan oil before the two of you went to the beach to sun. 
    You squeezed some into your hand and then tossed her the bottle and she lunged to catch it. Her boobs bounced 
    and her pierced nipples sparkled as they reflected a beam of Caribbean sunlight. 
    She then shook the bottle and squirted some oil in to her hand. Then she rubbed the oil onto her breasts and the rest of her body. 
    She squirted some more directly onto her breasts and started to rub it deeply into her skin, 
    cupping her breasts and gently lifting them up to squeeze them all the way to her pierced nipples to let them drop and then jiggle. 
    She lost her self in the moment as she felt her smooth oiled breasts, and you witnessed a brief glimpse into her private world.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Her eyes closed. She lightly bit her bottom lip and started 
    to massage the sun tan oil in with an increasing rhythm.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Then she started to pinch her nipples and tickle her piercings.</p>
     
    <p class="cheech">The intensity built and you felt your **** getting moist. You started to rub your oil onto your body as you watched her every movement. 
    You mirrored her movements. When she pinched her nipples you pinched yours, when she lifted her breasts up to let them drop and lightly bounce you 
    did the same. 
    With her eyes still closed she moved her hands down to her stomach, one by one. Then she started a circular motion on the top of her pelvic bone, 
    going lower every circle until she's reached the top of her smooth bareness. 
    She then started rubbing the sun tan oil towards her thighs and along her bikini line. 
    With her legs slightly spread, she worked the oil into her inner thighs and then around her legs to the back of her thighs, and then 
    back up to the bottom of her *** with both hands.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You couldn't believe what you just saw, 
    it was so steamy hot that you almost started playing with your self as you stood naked across the floor.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She opened her eyes and looked up at you and asked, " Will you help me get my back? "</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You smiled speechlessly and approached her from across the room. She turned around, still rubbing the bottom of her ***. 
    You poured some oil into your hand, and then rubbed your hands together. 
    You moved her long flowing hair from her back to over her left shoulder. You wanted to kiss her right shoulder but you didn't. 
    Instead you slid your hands down her back starting at the top of her neck 
    and all the way down to the small of her back and then just slightly around her waist.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You gave her a squeeze and said, " I'm really glad you came with me, I think we're going to have so much fun. "</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Well, thanks for the invite, now hurry up and finish oiling my back cutie, I can't wait to go swimming! " 
    she said back to you as she looked back over her right shoulder while teasing with the hair draped over the other shoulder with both her hands.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Okay, I'm almost done. " you said, and you slid your hands back up her sides, moving them just under her breasts, towards her 
    under arms and then around to her back, then up to her shoulders, squeezing them firmly, like a masseuses.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Mmmmm, that feels so good..." she purred</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Unable to resist, you lightly kissed her oiled shoulder and spanked her on the bottom, telling her, " All done. "</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She turned around and her breasts almost touched yours, you almost leaned in to make it happen but you hesitated and the moment passed. 
    She walked over to the bed and started putting on her black bikini. First she stepped into her thong and pulled it slowly up her legs and then over 
    her hips, covering the oiled bareness that your eyes had been fixed upon. Then she started to put on her top. 
    She put the bikini around her back, and then over her neck. She tied the ribbon-like string in the front, and tucked her 
    perfect breasts into the tight fitting swimsuit. Her nipples poked out of the silky fabric, 
    and you could still see the piercings. Her cleavage shimmered with oil in that same Caribbean sun beam, 
    and you noticed you were still standing there, naked, and almost touching your self.</p>    
    
    <p class="cheech">" All right, I'll hurry up. In fact, I've got to use the bathroom, so why don't you go out there and find a spot for 
    us to tan, and I'll meet you in a few minutes. " you suggested.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Sure, don't take to long, I'm a little scarred of the ocean and I want someone to swim with. " she agreed back.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Don't worry, I'll be fast. So you're a little scared of the ocean, huh? 
    My friend from the Internet wants to teach us how to surf, are you okay with that? " you ask.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Yeah, I'm cool with that, I just like to have someone near me in the water, you know, it's just a silly little fear. A surfer, huh? 
    I love surfers, you gonna share him with me? " she teased.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Only if I get you, you little slut! " you declared with a laugh.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She laughed while walking out of the bedroom towards the patio doors. 
    She opened them up and walked out towards the beach, leaving the doors behind her wide open 
    so you could still see her with the Caribbean Sea in the background. 
    Her *** moved in rhythm with the sea grass blowing in the wind as she gracefully climbed the flowing sand dunes.</p>
    
    
    <p class="cheech">That's when you noticed you were still standing there, oiled and naked, and you could finally touch your self after being so turned on 
    from rubbing her slippery, oiled, coconut scented body.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You started on the outside of your clit and then you moved your other hand down and begin to pull your hood up so 
    you could rub your exposed, pink, swollen clit. It felt incredible and an orgasm immediately happened, but you still needed more. 
    You sat down on the bed and slipped one finger in, then two, as you rubbed your clit with your other hand faster and faster. You felt the burn of another 
    orgasm and you wanted to go deeper in your ****. You slipped your other two, oiled fingers in, making it four now, 
    and you started to **** your pussy fast and hard with your hand. You came again, this time you came loudly, and started to curse.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Oh ****! Oh ****! Oh, Oh OHHH...UHH...UHHH...UH! Oh MY ****ing PUSSY!! " you screamed.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Wanting more, you grabbed the sun tan oil bottle and poured it all over your wet pussy. Then you turned the bottle around and slide it into your 
    hot wet vagina and went as deeply as you could. It's the first time you thought about me and how my thick **** would have felt in your pussy, how it would 
    have satisfied your desire to be filled. ****ing your self harder and faster with the bottle you started to spank and rub you clit. 
    You licked the juices from your fingers and then spit onto your hand, then you spanked your clit again with your saliva, rubbing and pinching it as you smeared 
    your spit into your pussy juices that were mixed with coconut sun tan oil. You laid back and turned over, and laying on your side in a sideways like doggy style position you 
    took your other hand and started working your slippery fingers into your moistened *******. Penetrating deep into your *** you searched 
    for your g-spot from with in your ***. You found it and could feel the slippery bottle moving faster in and out of your slick pussy. 
    You pressed on the inner walls of your ******* stimulating that g-spot with in your vaginal flesh. Pressing harder you slipped the other two fingers into your 
    *** and pressed them all against your g-spot. Half your hand was up your *** and the bottle was rapidly moving faster in and out of your ****, and you started to moan loudly, you braced 
    your self and felt your third orgasm coming. It was a real serious one and you couldn't even scream out, all you could do was whimper and gasp for 
    air. As it built and you felt you were about to burst, you stuffed more of your hand into your ***, and pulled the bottle out of your ****.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You rubbed your clit violently and continued to finger **** your *******, gasping for breathes between your moans and whimpers. You were 
    about to cum and you thought you might actually squirt for your first time. 
    The thought of gushing like those porn sluts really took you over the top and you came hard. Your silence was over now as you started to scream out her name. 
    You screamed her name over and over again as you soaked the bed spraying cum and pee all over the clean bed sheets. It took a minute to gain composure 
    and when you finally did, you realized half of your hand was still buried in your ***. You felt so dirty, so filthy hot, and once again your fantasies of her had took you to places 
    you had never been to before. You felt so naughty, so nasty, so satisfied, and you had only been off the plane for a few hours now.</p>  
       
    <p class="cheech">After a quick shower you ran out to meet your friend on the beach. She was laying on her stomach with her *** reddening 
    in the strong sun and her top was off, laying to the side of her towel. You apologized for taking so long and she made a joke 
    about you taking such a long time because you had to take a ****. You laughed and felt that embarrassment again, knowing how just a few minutes ago you had your 
    whole fist in your *** while screaming her name out loudly.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She said, " Don't worry, I barely noticed, I've been watching this hot blonde chick running around the beach topless. "</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Topless? This is a topless beach? " you asked.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Yeah, that's hot, huh? " she asked back.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Totally hot. " you replied, thinking back to the vibe she had been giving you through out the day, and you wonder to your self if she was into women? 
    You hoped so, and if she wasn't before, you were determined to change that with this hot and steamy vacation.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She broke the silence of your thoughts with, " Anyway, the surf here is way too big to go swimming in, 
    so we'll have to find a little swimming hole in the jungle tomorrow. "</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Yeah, that sounds fun, like a waterfall, or a hidden pool in the steamy jungle. " you replied to her, picturing to 
    your self, a steamy tropical landscape with her hot naked body standing under the cool clear falling water.</p> 
     
           
    
    <p class="cheech">When I arrived from the U.S. I took a taxi to the local market district from the airport, to shop for an evening feast that I have planned on preparing for
    us to eat for dinner. I picked up some cold French champagne and some island delicacies to make our night special. Since I've surfed most of my life I asked the taxi cab driver 
    where the surfing beaches were, and if they happened to be in the same direction of the hotel? 
    They were, so we stopped at one of the more popular spots that I had read about in surf magazines, so I could check the surf.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">It was pumping out there, and normally I would have be in a rush to surf a few waves before the sun set, 
    except today, I had a cab full of groceries and had been really excited on meeting you, after 
    thinking about the last time we video chatted, and how sexy and dirty the both of us got.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I arrived and found the both of you topless, showering up in the outside showers, after having spent your day out in the hot sun.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I introduced myself to your friend, and finally got to say hello to the woman that I had been sharing such personal moments with over the 
    Internet.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" You're even cuter in person. " I said truthfully, remembering how sexy and cute her little 
    body was doing all those nasty things on our web cam chats.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Filled with anticipation after seeing you and your friends naked bodies, I told you both to relax and enjoy the romantic sun set, 
    and that I had planned a beautiful dinner for us, and wanted you women to enjoy yourselves while I made the three of us our feast.</p>   
    
    <p class="cheech">I got the kitchen and looked out the window as the two of you were drying each other off after your shower. 
    Your girlfriend was so hot, she was exactly the type of girl that I usually was attracted to and I couldn't wait to help you have her.</p>
    
    <p  class="cheech">When I had walked up to the beach bungalow, and was greeted with the sight of the both of you topless in the outdoor bamboo shower, 
    I had almost dropped the groceries and my luggage to the ground, so I could strip my cloths off to join the two of you in the soapy fun.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She was washing your arched back with a pink wash cloth and the soap bubbles were dripping down your 
    titties, and over your round nipples that poked out from the cool bubbly white foam, 
    and the sight overtook my total awareness of anything else existing with in this universe, other than the three of us, at that exact moment.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I wanted to kiss your nipples as they perked out, in the cool evening air of the orange, pink, and purple swirled Caribbean sky 
    that only Salvador Dali could capture the true likeness of on canvas.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">The sight of it all made me want to start stroking my thick ****, like you know I love to do.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">After the last few weeks of our web cam sex, and the things we both did for each other, I knew you would want me to, I knew you were lusting for the thick dick that you masturbated to nightly and I knew you wanted to taste my cum.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I didn't want to rush your girlfriend into anything or scare her off from potentially the best sex of the three of our lives, so I 
    resisted my urges, and took my luggage and the groceries inside the hotel.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">The sun had finally set and I opened up a bottle of MOET. 
    I walked out and poured the three of us a drink to toast the start of our evening, and 
    then walked back in to the kitchen to start the meal. 
    The two of you went to the bedroom and changed into your island evening dresses and walked back out to the patio looking elegant and ripe.</p> 
    
    
    
    <p class="cheech">The night sky was still illuminated by the faded sun set, and the two of you were laughing and drinking your 
    Champagne on the patio after your day of top-less sun bathing and flirting. I could see the two of you had grown close and my night 
    would be all about the both 
    of you, and the intellectual foreplay of the desires you kept for one another .</p>
    
    
    <p class="cheech"> I seasoned the three Ahi Tuna steaks with ginger and wasabi and marinated them in soy sauce. 
    I heated a sauté pan on the open flame and then 
    pan-seared the tuna steaks to a perfect juicy rare temperature while sautéing a mix of island
    vegetables and island spices, to serve with some sticky rice for our dinner.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">There was a vibe of new love and
    romance in the air, but we both
    knew that the true relationship that was beginning was the one between the two
    of you, and I was only your part time lover and friend, helping to bring you the woman
    you've desired, and the ways you wanted to have her.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You were to control the situation and I was only your 
    help. I had become the role of your masculine submissive, though the only whip you would 
    need was the vanilla whipped cream that I'd be topping our desserts with, after
    our beautiful meal underneath the island stars was finished.</p>
    
    
    
    
    
    
    <p class="cheech">The whole time while I was in the
    kitchen creating our gourmet feast, you were flirting with our guest who was
    becoming happily intoxicated.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">We were also getting to know one
    another, and shared a few first kisses, right in front of
    her,
    and the three of us had that new, innocent, giggly feeling.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You visited me in the kitchen when I was 
    making the finishing touches on
    the desert that I was about to serve to us. It was our 
    first moment alone in this sex game of ours and you walked up behind
    me and squeezed my ***.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I turned around and smiled, and then
    you slipped the thin straps of
    your evening dress off of your shoulders, exposing your sunburned
    nipples. I put a little whipped cream on your nipples and licked it
    off one, then suck the whipped cream off the other, while grabbing
    your *** with both hands to pull you close to passionately
    kiss.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You felt me against your leg, and
    I was so turned on that I began to swell and throb. You caressed it lightly and smiled,
    telling me that we had plenty of time for that latter, and glancing toward our friend out on the patio we both got a 
    sultry grin from knowing what we planned to do.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">With dessert finished we went inside for
    more drinks. You sat between the two of us and casually flirted with us both. My focus was on you, yet I
    noticed how she responded to your glances, and how the seduction game of
    the
    night had blossomed to the next level. This of course really turned me
    on and I started massaging your bare shoulders remembering how hot you
    were in the kitchen with your perky sun kissed nipples.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I thought of the
    vanilla bean whipped cream taste and how soft your breasts were. I imagined
    your inner-thighs and wanted to taste the ocean salts mixed with your
    perspiration, I wanted to smell the passion you kept for your girlfriend
    and feel the warmth inside of your moist flesh,
    and then I noticed the both of you had seen me, and the way I had just
    gotten lost in the thought of the moment.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Now I was the embarrassed one, but not
    really,
    because I saw that the both of you have recognized what sort of sexual
    energy you had stumbled upon and we, as a group, entered the next level.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I backed off a bit to make sure your
    girlfriend didn't feel left out or uncomfortable, we
    giggled and I suggested more dessert, to give you two the room alone, so you could
    work
    your magic.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I brought back the bowl of whip cream and
    some island fruits,
    and we toasted our first night in the islands. I then dipped two strawberries
    into some whipped cream and held the first one to your lips.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You took the
    strawberry into your lips and sucked all the whipped topping from it slowly, then
    ever so gently you nibbled the tip.
    I passed you the second and you began to give it to your girlfriend when you saw your chance, and took it.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">While handing her the strawberry you pretended to fumble with it a bit,
    and dripped whipped cream onto her thigh.
    You both laughed while you scooped
    it back up and licked the whipped cream from your fingers, looking her
    intensely in her eyes.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">If she only knew all the places that those two
    fingers had been
    during all those times thinking about her. The thought made the
    whipped cream taste even better and at that exact moment you saw how
    the
    night was going to end up.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">You knew those two fingers were gonna' be deep
    inside of her as you would lick melted whipped cream from her soaked
    pussy
    and wet thighs. You also knew those same two fingers were going to be
    gripped around my **** as you guided it from deep within her stretched
    pink *******, to just barely penetrating my thick head into her
    scorching hot, tight pussy, leaving the rest of my fat **** exposed so you could lick her clit and my dick at the same time
    and pump every drop of cum I had into her pussy flesh. You then would watch her squeeze it out in a mix of sticky sweet vaginal
    juices and cum so you could lick it back up and rub your face all over my dick and her dripping pussy, 
    getting every bit of our sweet juices that you didn't lap up, smeared
    across your pretty smiling face, so she could taste her self when you went back up to kiss her lips.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">After flirting and fantasizing about
    your sticky sweet fingers, you then rubbed the
    rest of the whipped cream that you had dripped on her thigh, into her sun reddened
    skin, and then re-dipped the
    strawberry into the bowl of left over whipped cream, thinking about how
    the strawberry looked like the head of a thick red dick and how you couldn't wait
    to
    see how she would look when she put the erotic berry to her lips.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">This time she
    giggled and gently took the strawberry from your fingertips and made 
    a joke about not getting too messy yet.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I laughed and said, " Messy, I'll
    show you messy," and then purposely dripped the whipped cream from my
    strawberry onto the back of your neck and shoulders as you both were still locked deep into a seductive stair with each other.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">The cool
    vanilla whipped cream startled you, and you arched your back while still
    focused deeply into your girlfriends eyes.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">I saw how you arched your back and couldn't
    wait to have you from behind. I pictured you standing, leaning
    forward onto your elbows and bending over the back of the couch
    with your legs slightly spread apart, and your dress pulled up over your ***. 
    While looking back at the both of us with your innocent **** me eyes, you would make high-pitched sounds of pleasure as I 
    firmly held both of your butt cheeks and fluttered my tongue on your pussy from behind,
    paying extra special attention to spread open your *** crack so me and 
    your girlfriend could take turns licking your *******.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">The anticipation got me excited and I
    squeezed you tightly and kissed the back of your neck where your hairline
    ended and the whipped cream began.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Your hand accidentally slipped 
    off of your leg and onto hers as you wiggled and squirmed when I started to lick the
    whipped cream from your body. She noticed, looked down to your hand and then 
    back up into your eyes. She didn't move your hand from her leg,
    instead she smiled and that's when you noticed it had been the only time the two of
    you had ever lost eye contact since we had moved onto the couch for drinks.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">Then your schoolgirl like emotions
    overwhelmed your coolness, and you made a nervous joke about her leg
    still
    being sticky.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">She laughed and said, " you don't even
    know. "</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">" Know what? ", as you giggled nervously.</p>
    
    <p class="cheech">looking lustfully into your eyes she
    answered back, " How absolutely
    sticky you have gotten me. "</p>
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    What do you mean by, "drops" in FF?

    I must have been changing the container Ids so I could pass the xhtml validation and css validation when you checked my site, please check my page again, now that it has passed both.

    Thanks,
    -crimesaucer*****

    As for the content id, if I took it out of the xhtml would my two floating column and the containers with-in them be ok? I'm new at this and started this page from doing studies on other peoples pages on open source web templates. A page that helped me had this content id with no css in their page and I thought it was to hold the column in above the footer and with-in the wrapper?

    You saw a css that had a lot of last nights problem solving still on it, that weren't even being used in the xhtml, I've cleaned the css up to have only the ids and p's that my page needs, sorry.

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    Quote Originally Posted by crimesaucer
    what do you mean "drops" in FF?
    Your right column is under the left column because you mixed the names up
    is it col2 or col3 (col3 is in the HTML, Col2 is in the CSS)

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    in my p.c. it's perfect. I think you caught a look at it when I was in the middle of changing the col1container to a col3container.

    When I did that I accidentally changed col1 to a non-existent col3 when I was changing the xhtml to match the css changes, I fixed that problem with-in a minute, have you seen the page in the last half hour?

    What I was doing was deleting the 1 to add a 3 for the col1container top bottom and regular col1container and I accidentally started on the col1, one line up from the col1container, leaving the col1bottom unchanged, as soon as I uploaded the ftp and saw my page jump to the messed up columns, I immediately clicked back and changed the mistake with-in the minute.

    I think you checked my page at the worst moment when i was in the middle of that one minute mistake.

    The real question though is how can I fix the tile look of the gradient in the I.E. browser?

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    Oh yeah, I forgot to say thanks for taking the time to help.

    5 min latter: I just looked at my page in I.E. and it has the very ugly tiled break in the smooth flowing gradient that shows in Firefox.

    I have to fix that, it looks so bad in I.E. and so good in Firefox.

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    Hello

    your page still drops in FF ?, your bgr is fixed in FF, but on a larger resolution you can also see that it's not tiled properly

    you can also have a fixed bgr in IE, set the bgr image on the body

    but i think it's best if you change the bgr image so that it tiles properly

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    You were saying that my page is still dropped?

    My 2 columns look perfect on my page, they have for a while.

    If I make the background img(gradient) fixed instead of repeating, will that work? Will the image that is only 2100px in height stretch the distance of my column?

    I'm not sure I understood what your last message said.

    On my computer it looks beautiful in Firefox. But when I view it in I.E. it looks really bad with the tiled background img. If I change the repeat-y to a no-repeat, will that work?


    5 min. latter: the changing to a no-repeat caused no change in Firefox, but it took away the whole bgr image in I.E.

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    It Worked!!

    This is my last question to anybody who cares or knows.

    If I change the image of my background to 1px high and repeat-y, do you think that will get rid of the ugly tile break in I.E.

    I would prefer not to do this because I don't want to lose the flare and gradients I used with my GIMP that made this background image.

    2 min. latter: IT WORKS!!!! I lose the flare that was on the image on the I.E. page, but I guess 1px repeated is how Firefox presented the page because they are the same now.

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    Hello

    Yes tile works OK now in FF IE , floats still drop in FF

    PS I just noticed a slightly, less explicit text might get you a better response

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    Can you explain what you mean when you say the "floats drop" for firefox?

    thanks,
    -crimesaucer*****

    the story wasn't meant to be read, It was only used to help me figure out what the page would look like with a lot of content, sorry, hope you weren't offended. I actually am designing the page to be a web log with a radio blog as well as a link for a web cam and a text area for submitting comments and having an on going conversation.

    I also will have private art and story pages like this one, but it won't be the first page you see, it will be under an adult link for the ladies. ha-ha-hah.


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