Associated Press Writer MEULABOH, Indonesia Authorities in a devoutly Islamic district of Indonesia’s Aceh province have distributed 20,000 long skirts and prohibited shops from selling tight dresses as a regulation banning Muslim women from wearing revealing clothing took effect Thursday.

The long skirts are to be given to Muslim women caught violating the dress code during a two-month campaign to enforce the regulation, said Ramli Mansur, head of West Aceh district.

Islamic police will determine whether a woman’s clothing violates the dress code, he said.

During raids Thursday, Islamic police caught 18 women traveling on motorbikes who were wearing traditional headscarves but were also dressed in jeans. Each woman was given a long skirt and her pants were confiscated. They were released from police custody after giving their identities and receiving advice from Islamic preachers.

“I am not wearing sexy outfits, but they caught me like a terrorist only because of my jeans,” said Imma, a 40-year-old housewife who uses only one name. She argued that wearing jeans is more comfortable when she travels by motorbike.

Motorbikes are commonly used by both men and women in Indonesia.

“The rule applies only to Muslim residents in West Aceh,” Mansur told The Associated Press. “We don’t enforce it for non-Muslims, but are asking them to respect us.”

He said any shopkeepers caught violating restrictions on selling short skirts and jeans would face a revocation of their business licenses.

No merchants have been seen displaying jeans or tight clothing in stores in West Aceh district in recent weeks.

The regulation is the latest effort to promote strict moral values in the world’s most populous Muslim-majority nation, where most of the roughly 200 million Muslims practice a moderate form of the faith.

It does not set out a specific punishment for violators, but says “moral sanctions” will be imposed by local leaders.

Mansur said women caught violating the ban more than three times could face two weeks in detention.

Rights groups say the regulation violates international treaties and the Indonesian constitution.

Aceh, a semiautonomous region, made news last year when its provincial parliament passed an Islamic, or Shariah, law making adultery punishable by stoning to death. It also has imposed prison sentences and public lashings for homosexuals and pedophiles.

Islamic law is not enforced across the vast island nation. But bans on drinking alcohol, gambling and kissing in public, among other activities, have been enforced by some more conservative local governments in recent years.

Opinion polls show that a majority of Indonesians oppose the restrictions on dress and behavior, which are being pushed by hard-liners in the secular democracy.

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Kathleen Turner is Freakin’ Red Hot!

Kathleen Turner has embodied some of the most powerful, seductive, and vulnerable women ever created for the stage and screen, earning two Tony Award nominations, one Academy Award nomination, and two Golden Globe Awards in the process. But her latest venture, Red Hot Patriot: The Kick-Ass Wit of Molly Ivins, which is having its world premiere at the Philadelphia Theatre Company, takes the 55-year-old actress into new territory.

Turner knew the late newspaper columnist (who died of cancer in 2007) and is passionate about letting audiences find out more about her. “I just assumed because I knew of Molly for so long, had read her work, and had met her over the years that she was better known than I think she is. So I am thrilled I can to introduce her to new people,” says Turner. “I think what I want people to come away with is an understanding of Molly’s commitment to activism and to being an active citizen, her belief in true liberalism, and her passion for the First Amendment.”

Turner met Ivins through their joint work for People on American Way, and was more than intrigued when she learned that authors Margaret and Allison Engel wanted to fashion a play about the maverick journalist. What Turner wasn’t interested in, however, was trying to impersonate Ivins on stage.

“I don’t do impersonations, I do interpretations,” she says. “I had to find that fine line, and I think I’m still working on it, of finding Molly. I am also not the type of actor to do tons of research; I find what I need in the script. I did, however, get myself these great custom-made, fire-engine red boots with white stitching to wear on stage. They give me a sense of Molly’s stride. Plus, I’ve always loved cowboy boots and I wanted a red pair.”

While Turner has done solo shows before, she admits it’s not always the easiest art form. It can be lonely to be on stage all by yourself, and it can be tough not to have someone to play off of. And it’s nice to have another actor to depend on and to get you back on track if you need it,” she says. “But on the other hand; it is really fun having the stage all to myself. Tell me you know an actor who doesn’t want all that attention.”

In fact, the biggest change for Turner is not being on stage alone, but the relatively small size of the PTC stage. “This is a fairly intimate venue for me; I’m used to playing to 1,000 people every night,” she notes. “So I had to pull back my voice, adjust my projection, and relax a little. It’s been interesting, but I admit, I still like having more people in the audience.”

In recent years, Turner has branched into directing, including the recent acclaimed revival of Crimes of the Heart, but she’s been happy to collaborate with noted director David Esbjornson on this project. “Every actor who has worked in this business for a certain amount of time – and I’ve been doing this for 31 years — learns to direct oneself no matter what, and then to use and accept what the director gives you. I still take direction well,” she says, “I talked to David about the play before we agreed to work together. We sort of auditioned each other. And even though he didn’t know Molly, I thought he had a very good understanding of the material. And David’s insights into Molly have been very helpful to me.”

Turner hopes to the show will have another production soon, but she’s committed to Matthew Lombardo’s new play High, which makes its world premiere in July at Hartford Stage. In the work, Turner will play Sister Jamison Connelly, who agrees to sponsor a 19-year-old drug-user in an effort to help him combat his addiction, and ends up having her own faith tested. “It’s got some laughs, but basically it’s some pretty strong stuff,” says Turner. “One of those days I’m going to do something easy.”

Thanks Theatermania.

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Hillary Clinton cannot contain a giggle after Michelle Obama whispers into her ear at the International Women of Courage awards in Washington.

Mrs Clinton introduced “stylish” Mrs Obama. Actress Reese Witherspoon said her character Elle Woods in the Legally Blonde movies was “the biggest fashionista who ever came to Washington until Michelle Obama. Thanks a lot”.

The honour was given to 10 women who “have overcome personal adversity, threats, arrest, and assault to dedicate themselves to activism for human rights”, said a State Department spokeswoman.

Thanks London Evening Standard

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Police arrested two women after a former lover burst into a Waffle House on Valentine’s Day and beat a man with her high-heel. Police charged 29-year-old woman and 32-year-old woman with battery and criminal damage to private property following the incident.

According to a police report, officers reporting to the Waffle House along U.S. 80 found an unidentified victim who suffered cuts and scrapes on his face that appeared to be made by the “spiked heel from a shoe.”

The victim told officers that he and his girlfriend were at a booth when a pair of sisters – one of whom is the mother of his children – came in and sparked an argument.

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May 24th, 2009

My name is Shelly and I work as a part time court stenographer here in Batesville, Arkansas. I’m thirty two and married to Johnny. Johnny and I got married right after high school Johnny was the only guy I ever slept with. That was until recently.

My part time job is perfect since it allows me time to get my four kids ready for school in the mornings and I’m usually done before they get out in the afternoon.

Anyways, a while back, I was in a lawyer’s office during a deposition for a nasty divorce case. They were questioning the husband, Jason about his numerous infidelities. The wife’s lawyer kept asking him about his indiscretions and he was so bold as to go into great detail about the women he had slept with. I think he was giving all those details just to piss off his wife. He explained how he needed to have sex three or four times a day and that his wife didn’t take care of his needs. He said he warned her if she didn’t take care of him there were plenty of other women who would.

He was very brash and bragged how women would pursue him for sex. He gave graphic details as he talked about taking the women to a cheap hotel to fuck them. Each one of them loved the way his long fat curved dick slid into their pussies and their asses. He gloated how each woman worshiped his dick and sucked him dry. On and on he talked in detail about giving it to them rough, driving his dick deep and hard in their pussies; grinding the tip on their G spot until they begged for more. He even told the lawyers that he was such a regular at the hotel he was always given the same room and they knew him by name. He got a special rate because they knew he would be out in three hours or so and they could clean and rebook the room.

I was shocked. I had never heard a defendant talk like this in a deposition before. Usually the husbands always tried to conceal the fact they were cheating, but this man seemed to revel in it. He was a handsome looking man that stood about six foot tall with broad shoulders, a nice tan and a great smile. Jason claimed he fucked so many women from around Batesville that he honestly lost count.

Here I was, the only woman in the room, listening to him boast about his infidelities. His eyes twinkled and smiled at me while he spoke. It was making my pussy wet! As I hit the buttons on my steno machine the movement caused the nipples on my 36DD tits to rub against my bra. I could not believe how aroused I was getting as I listened.

At eleven forty five we stopped for lunch. This was going to be a long day. I left for lunch by myself and went to a Pizza Hut buffet down the street. While I sat alone, enjoying a salad and a pizza slice I saw Jason and his lawyer walk in. They were laughing as he told a story; his fists clenched, his arms pulling forward. It was obvious the story was about fucking a woman. They erupted in laughter and went through the line.

I watched Jason head toward the restroom. I don’t have a clue what got over me but I headed towards the restrooms. I arrived at the ladies room just as he was exiting the men’s. I looked up at him smiled, reached into my purse and pulled out my business card handing it to him. I glanced at him for a second and said, “Call me,” and quickly darted into the ladies room embarrassed.

After lunch the deposition resumed, and while he answered their questions, he kept staring at my chest; occasionally licking his lips. I melted in my chair. I was positive if I got up my dress would have a wet spot from my panties soaking through. After the deposition ended I raced home before my kids got home, stripped naked and played with my tits and pussy until I orgasmed really hard, while I imagined all the details of Jason fucking all those women. I was pretty sure that most of what he said was made up but just dreaming about it made me so damn horny. That night after I put the kids to bed I took my hubby to bed. I rode his dick hard until we both came and he passed out. I still felt horny and wanted more but had to settle for my fingers as my husband slept beside me.

The next morning, the kids left for school and I was getting ready to go shopping when the phone rang; it was Jason. Honestly I was surprised he called. I wasn’t some sexy hot chick; I was a mom with a mom’s body. I like to call it pliable not plump. When I answered the phone, he said, “Meet me at the Economy Inn. If I’m not there, tell the desk you are meeting Jason and they’ll give you the key. Twenty minutes, don’t be late,” and he hung up.

I was terrified but my pussy already had my panties wet. I had always been faithful to my husband and now I was going to go meet a man I had just met yesterday for sex! My nipples tingled at the thought. I quickly changed in my sexy black panties and a bra, and put on a dress. I had ten minutes to get across town and forgot to touch up my makeup. As I approached the Economy Inn my nerves almost made me drive past it but I couldn’t. Every bump in the road made my nipples rub my bra and my pussy was soaked. I pulled in and parked; my heart pounded as I walked up to the office and told them I was there to meet Jason. The man behind the counter smiled that knowing smile and said, “He is in room 210, halfway down on the second floor on the backside.

When I drove around, I saw his Escalade in the lot. I had seen the big black SUV at the lawyer’s office the day before. As I walked up the stairs to room 210, the cleaning lady looked at me; even she knew why I was there. I couldn’t help but think that soon she would be cleaning our room and smell my sex in the sheets. I paused at the door and then walked in. He had already removed his shirt and shoes; his chest flexed when I looked at him. Smiling that big smile, he held his arms open and I walked forward. We embraced and he kissed me deeply and then he laid me back on the bed. He wasn’t going to waste any time.

Jason then pushed my dress up and grabbed my panties and pulled them down. While my panties came off, his lips met my pussy and he began to slide his tongue up and down my pussy lips. “Oh, God!” was all I could say. My head rolled back and forth on the bed and my hands went straight to my tits. I was lost in an electric feeling; something I had never thought existed. He pushed my legs up and began to probe at my anus with his tongue. God it was amazing!

I could hear him fumbling at his belt and pants. The second they dropped he climbed up on the bed between my legs. I pulled my dress up higher, bunching it onto my stomach. He rubbed the tip of his dick up and down my pussy lips, driving me mad with lust. I rocked against him, feeling my body open up and he shoved it into me deep and hard taking my breath away. I moaned deeply as he filled me; it was huge compared to my husband. OMG the tip of his dick ground and rubbed against me just in the right spot. I came so hard before he had even got a good rhythm going. Never in my life had I ever cum so quickly.

As I started to come down from my orgasm Jason began to fuck me harder. He ground and twisted his hips ensuring his dick rubbed every part of my pussy. I had never felt anyone do the things he did. Moments later I groaned as another orgasm rocked my body. After I came the second time he pulled free and helped me remove my dress. As it went over my head his lips went straight for my tits. He sucked and bit my nipples, devouring them as his fingers deftly reached behind me removing my bra. While he sucked my tits, going from one to the other, I reached down, grabbed his cock, and stroked it. I was stunned when my fingers could not wrap all the way around it. I felt the blood pulsing through his veins.

He reached down with one hand to my hip and gave it a little tug. I moved with his hand and rolled onto my hands and knees. Jason then slapped my ass and moved between my legs and said, “I love seeing a firm ass sticking in the air like that.” He slid his dick up and down my slit once and he drove it back into me. “Ugh!” was all I said as the fat dick sank back into place. I can’t say ‘Oh God’ enough to describe how incredible he felt. Jason’s big curved dick was now driving in and out from behind only now it was rubbing my pussy in places I have never felt a dick before. His hands pulled on my big tits as he fucked me good and hard. Every inch of his dick knew how to use his big swollen head as it rubbed the ripples in my pussy. I cried out and begged him to fuck me!

One hand slipped to my pussy and he began to rub my clit as his other hand played with my ass. Every inch of me was sensitive to his touch. I wiggled my ass matching his thrusts, each deeper and deeper, pounding at the very center of my being. Jason scooped up my hot cum as it leaked from my pussy and spread it on my asshole. “Oh God that felt good,” I moaned as his balls slapped against my clit as he pounded me from behind. Then his finger slipped into my ass. I screamed at the pleasure as it caused my pussy to quiver. My pussy began to pulse and shudder as he fucked me harder.

I felt a second finger probe my ass and he was back at my clit gathering my juices and rubbed more on my ass. He pulled his dick from my pussy and pushed it against my ass. “No!” I gasped. I had never done it there before but he continued to push and his tip sunk into my ass. “Ahhh!” I cried as he gripped my ass tighter not allowing me to pull free. One hand slipped lower around my side and he fingered my clit. It felt good and I arched my back to give him more access to my clit; his dick sank deeper in my ass. “Oh shit,” I thought, “that is fucking huge!” It hurt really bad, tears began to stream down my face but I wanted to give myself completely to him. My ass felt on fire, my nipples tingled and my pussy throbbed. I clenched my teeth as he began a slow fuck of my virgin ass. The more he fucked it, the better it felt.

That wonderful fat curved dick was invading places nothing had ever before and I loved it. I began to slam my ass back into his dick, his balls slapped loudly against my pussy with every thrust. Soon his breathing and his pace quickened. With both hands back on my ass he drove himself deep and hard and I had the most incredible orgasm of my life. I screamed as my body rocked and at that moment he grunted and I felt the warm surge of his cum as it began to fill my ass. I moaned and screamed as every squirt of cum filled my ass. God he could cum! Squirt after squirt filled my dark fuck hole and his dick seemed to swell bigger with every shot. There was so much cum, it leaked out and dribbled down my pussy. I looked under my belly and saw a long thick string of it dripping onto the bed. I crumpled onto the bed and sobbed. Never in my life had I ever felt this good.

Jason pulled his dick free and crawled up the bed. I thought it was all over but he had different plans. As I panted, gathering air, he shoved his dick in my mouth. “Come on, suck it Shelly! Make me hard again,” he ordered. I sucked his cum and shit-covered cock in my mouth. I took it as deep as I could and licked what I couldn’t fit in it. I cupped his balls and felt the weight of them. My husband would be passed out dead by this point but Jason was getting harder, a lot harder. Soon all I could fit in my mouth was the tip and I sucked that part like a pro. He stroked my hair and looked down at me and smiled that smile.

“Ready for more?” he asked and crawled back between my legs and shoved his dick back in my pussy. This time when he fucked me, he fucked me harder, driving his body into my clit and pussy. With both my ankles in his hands, he drove his dick deep like a man possessed. He smiled down at me as he watched my big tits bounce and jiggle from each powerful thrust. I was out of control. All I could do was lay there and grunt while my pussy gripped hold of his cock. It quivered as if it was in a never-ending orgasm.

Suddenly he yelled, “Oh Fuck Ya!” He began to fill my pussy with his sperm with two or three shots. Then he pulled out shooting more hot sperm across my belly and tits. I had never seen so much cum in my life! It coated my belly and tits and was leaking like a river from my pussy and ass forming a puddle under me. He climbed back up and made me lick him clean one last time; this time it was covered in both of our cum. Then without a word, he got out of bed and jumped into the shower. “You can take one after me if you want. I need to get back to work though,” he offered.

As the shower ran, I quickly got dressed and left to go home to my own shower. I sat in the car flushed and realized that he was indeed as good as he had bragged. He hasn’t called back, but yet I hope he does. Or maybe I hope he doesn’t. Maybe one day I will just drive by the Economy Inn and see if his Escalade is there.

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