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<title>SagaByte / arcevil / All</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 00:53:18 -0400</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Having an Online Affair]]></title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 00:53:18 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>arcevil</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I thought the one of my old girlfriends was having an online affair.  All the sudden she started spending a lot of time in chat rooms and writing emails.  At the same time things with us started to cool down.  I wanted to be sure so I hopped on her computer one day and wrote down her username and the chat rooms she visited.Over the next couple weeks I logged into the chat rooms and immediately it became clear that she was there for more than chatting.  Since I knew all about her I knew exactly what to say to get her interested in me.  All the while I was shocked at all the details she was giving on our relationship.Eventually she wanted to meet and I agreed to meet her in a coffee shop.  She was very shocked and confused when I walked up and tried to play it off why she was there.  When I called her out she started balling and apologizing.  I told her that she could go online and get herself a new boyfriend and walked out.<br/><br/>4 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[My Friends Little Sister]]></title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 22:31:21 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>arcevil</dc:creator>
<category>SagaByte</category>
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<description><![CDATA[In my early 20's I rented a 3 bedroom house with a couple friends of mine.  It was your typical bachelor pad and we were loving life.  One friend's sister had plans to come visit him for the weekend.  She lived in a different state and was a freshman in college.My friend of course threatened me not to even think about doing anything with his little sister.  And I of course vowed to be the perfect gentleman.  The weekend came around and I was floored when his totally hot sister walked into the house.Having to work on Saturday, my friend asked me if I would mind showing his sister around town.  He reminded me not to touch her.  I once again told him he had nothing to worry about and that I would have no problem taking her around town.We spent the day looking at some sites.  His sister was gorgeous and very flirtatious.  For dinner we decided to go to a well known Mexican restaurant in downtown.  We both had our share of margaritas and my resistance was quickly failing.  By the end of dinner sparks were flying.Back at the apartment we both waited my friend/her brother to go to bed.  A few minutes after he did we went into my bedroom and unleashed the built up tension.  It was definitely a night that I will never forget.  Luckily for me my friend never had a clue.<br/><br/>3 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Dyed Privates]]></title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 14:26:57 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>arcevil</dc:creator>
<category>SagaByte</category>
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<description><![CDATA[One of my friends was having a late night pool party so I needed some swimming trunks.  Since I couldn't find mine I went to Walmart and bought an inexpensive pair because I'm such a cheap bastard.At the party I met a cute girl and we really hit it off.  After taking a swim one thing led to another and she suggested we go to the ladies changing room.  Everything was great until she took off my trunks and began giggling hysterically.So I look down and see that everything and I mean &quot;everything&quot; was dyed blue just like my swimming trunks.  The ink must have been rubbing off after our little swim.  And I didn't notice because it was so dark outside.  For the next few months all I got was Smurf jokes.<br/><br/>6 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Break In Booty]]></title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 13:56:57 -0500</pubDate>
<dc:creator>arcevil</dc:creator>
<category>SagaByte</category>
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<description><![CDATA[Break In BootyMy girlfriend and I watched a porno one night that had a scene about a female burglar breaking into a house and then getting it on with the male owner.  I expressed that I thought that is a crazy fantasy and how hot it would be.Well one night I planned to try it out on my girlfriend.  I figured I would sneak into her house, wake her up, and then we would role play it out.  So I go over to her house and sneak through a window.Everything is going as planned as I enter her bedroom.  Then she wakes up a lets out a blood curdling scream.  I telling her to calm down, it's just me.  All the sudden her roommate busts into the room with a bat and takes a swing at me.I dive out of the way and they finally realize its me.  Needless to say they were not very happy about the situation.  I was asked to leave and for some reason she didn't want to see me again.  She said something about me being psycho  Some people can't take a joke.<br/><br/>1 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Shave Your Hairy Legs Woman]]></title>
<link>http://www.sagabyte.com/SagaByte/shave-your-hairy-legs-woman/</link>
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<pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 14:18:20 -0500</pubDate>
<dc:creator>arcevil</dc:creator>
<category>SagaByte</category>
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<description><![CDATA[One of my first jobs was working in an office as the mail guy.  My boss was a woman, which wasn't a big deal except that for some reason she would refuse to shave her legs.  I have no clue why, but whenever she wore skirts I could cringe when I saw her Bigfoot legs.Fortunately there were a few hot women to look at also.  A few offices down was one of these.  She was fresh out of college and plenty hot.  Eventually one thing let to another and we started hooking up on a regular basis.  During the work day we would leave each other flirtatious notes on each others desks.During my morning delivery one day I was stopped by my woman boss and she told me she needed to see me in her office.  When I talked in she shut the door behind me, gets close to me, and puts my hand on her hairy thigh.  I'm thinking WTF is going on!She then tells me that she got the little note I wrote her and that she has had an eye on me too.  I figure out later that I must have swapped a message for my boss with the one meant for my office fling.<br/><br/>4 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Home Intruder]]></title>
<link>http://www.sagabyte.com/SagaByte/home-intruder/</link>
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<pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 14:35:15 -0500</pubDate>
<dc:creator>arcevil</dc:creator>
<category>SagaByte</category>
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<description><![CDATA[I have a lot of family that lives close by.  Some of which just decide to drop by whenever they are in the neighborhood or when they feel like it.  My cousin is one of those people.  He lives right down the street and is constantly dropping by.Unfortunately he isn't the sharpest tool in the shed as he is always doing crack-headed things that he thinks is the funniest thing in the world.  One day he comes up the brilliant idea of wearing a stocking on his head and coming into my house like an intruder.He slips through the front door and heads to the kitchen and finds my 2 year old son in there playing with some toys.  Of course my son starts crying because some scary man is in the house.  Evidently my cousin decides that this isn't such a good idea and leaves.As he is leaving I come in and see some dude with a stocking on his head leaving my house.  I immediately yell at him, which of course makes my cousin run, with me following in close pursuit.I easily catch him within 50 feet and make a perfect form football tackle from behind.  As I'm wrestling with the assailant he is laughing.  Eventually his stocking pops off his head and I see who it is.  We both laugh for a good 5 minutes.  Then I tell him that he's lucky he didn't get shot.  He hasn't done it again since.<br/><br/>2 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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