Podcasts about accounts

Hi beautiful besties!! Today has been a rough one for the two of us: Morgan has worked 7 days on with only one day off and Taylar spent the majority of her day running from doctors appt to doctors appts over some worries of a healing complication, but we promised you Creepy Accounts so we are delivering those to you RIGHT NOW! Starting with this episode, which is somewhat of a part 2 to TBB 63: Shared Death Experiences , while also being a Part 1 to next week's Creepy Account Episode where we focus on all of your Christmas Creepy Accounts!! As we explained in the intro, we wanted to give you both of these episodes since we specifically requested them as soon as possible and this is the course of action we have decided on! Thank you so much to everyone who trusted us with their stories and submitted them! If you have a Creepy Account of your own you would like to submit (anything paranormal, supernatural, scary, sweet or even a crime account) please send those to us in one of the three following ways: EMAIL THEM TO CREEPSANDCRIMES.CA@GMAIL.COM THE PORTAL ON OUR WEBSITE CREEPSANDCRIMESPODCAST.COM OR OUR REDDIT PAGE r/CreepsandCrimes with the Creepy Account Flag Love you all so much, talk to you on Tuesday for Naughty Or Nice List Confession Files TBB 64 and then again on CHRISTMAS DAY for our Christmas Creepy Accounts!! Need to Call Susan (Angel Wings and Healing Things)? Text Ellen at 704-562-3476 to book!! Make sure to tell her we sent you for a Besties only Special discount!! If you have a Creepy Account of your own you would like to submit, you can go to our Reddit (CreepsandCrimes) or email it to us at CREEPSANDCRIMES.CA@GMAIL.COM Creeps and Crimes Merch: ⁠⁠https://creepsandcrimesmerch.com/⁠⁠ Join our OG Pick Me Cult (Patreon): ⁠⁠https://patreon.com/creepsandcrimes⁠⁠ SUBSCRIBE AND SUPPORT WHEREVER YOU GET YOUR PODCASTS: - Apple Podcast: ⁠⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/creeps-and-crimes/id1533194848⁠⁠ - Spotify: ⁠⁠https://open.spotify.com/show/0v2kntCCfdQOSeMNnGM2b6?si=bf5c137913dd4af7⁠⁠ - Youtube: ⁠⁠https://youtube.com/@creepsandcrimespodcast?si=e6Lwuw6qvsEPBHzG⁠⁠ Business Inquiries please contact Management: ⁠⁠maggie@MRHentertainment.com⁠⁠ FOLLOW US ON SOCIALS: Creeps and Crimes Podcast - Insta: ⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/creepsandcrimespodcast/?hl=en⁠⁠ - Facebook: ⁠⁠https://www.facebook.com/creepsandcrimespodcast/⁠⁠ - TikTok: ⁠⁠https://www.tiktok.com/@creepsandcrimes⁠⁠ Taylar Jane (True Crime Host) - Insta: @Taylarj - TikTok (True Crime Channel): @TaylarJane98 - TikTok (Personal): @TaylarJane1 Morgan Harris (Paranormal & Conspiracy Host) - Insta: @morgg.m - Tiktok: @morgg.m Want More Info? Check out our Website: ⁠⁠www.creepsandcrimespodcast.com⁠⁠ Send Us Mail & Fan Art to our PO Box!!! CREEPS AND CRIMES PODCAST PO BOX 11523 KNOXVILLE, TENNESSEE 37939 Have a Creepy Account You'd like to share and be featured on the Podcast? Email it to: ⁠⁠CreepsAndCrimes.CA@gmail.com⁠⁠ Submit it through the Portal on our Website (Listed above) or Post in on our Reddit Thread with the tag "creepy account" Love our TBB episodes and want to get in on the Action or submit an AIMS? Head over to our Reddit Community: @creepsandcrimes Need to contact us or request sources? Email us at ⁠⁠creepsandcrimespodcast@gmail.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

I misrepresented my motives for marriage years ago. Am I forgiven by God for the sin of dishonesty? How do we convince others of the finished work of Christ? What about 1 John 1:9? Who is it written to? How can we know for sure?

The prime minister of Denmark apologized for the forced contraception of thousands of Indigenous women in Greenland dating back to the 1960s. The Danish government is also ending problematic parent competency tests associated with disproportionately high numbers of babies being taken away from Indigenous mothers. Both milestones come as Greenland — an autonomous territory of Danish rule — is making strides toward independence. The Trump administration has also made public comments about exerting U.S. control over the mineral-rich territory occupied almost entirely by Indigenous Inuit residents. We'll talk with Greenlanders about how these developments address Denmark's complicated past and what remains to be done. GUESTS Najannguaq Hegelund, chair for SILA 360 Johannes Geisler (Inuk), Greenlandic parent Aki-Matilda Høegh-Dam, Member of the Parliament of Greenland Ujammiugaq Engell, museum director for the Nuuk Local Museum Break 1 Music: Ikitaa (song) PIQSIQ (artist) Break 2 Music: Hug Room (song) Chuck Copenace (artist) Oshki Manitou (album)

A federal court denied then–U.S. Virgin Islands Attorney General Denise George's request to freeze the Epstein estate's bank accounts after determining that the extraordinary relief she sought was not supported by the procedural posture of the case. George argued that an immediate freeze was necessary to prevent the dissipation of assets while the territory pursued civil enforcement claims tied to Epstein's sex trafficking operation. The court, however, found that the request did not meet the high legal threshold required for such an action, emphasizing concerns about due process and the absence of a sufficient showing that assets were in imminent danger of being improperly transferred or concealed.The denial had significant consequences for the USVI's broader strategy. Without a freeze in place, the estate retained control over its funds as litigation continued, allowing money to flow toward legal fees, administration costs, and the victims' compensation program. Critics argued that the ruling weakened the territory's leverage and accelerated the depletion of resources that could have supported deeper discovery and enforcement. For George, the decision became emblematic of the systemic barriers facing efforts to aggressively pursue Epstein's estate, reinforcing her claim that legal and institutional structures consistently favored containment and closure over transparency and accountability.to  contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.com

Thanks to our partners Promotive and Wicked FileAre you leaving money on the table before the tax year closes?In this end-of-year episode of Business by the Numbers, Hunt Demarest, CPA with Paar Melis & Associates, walks through the essential tax moves shop owners must make before December 31st and the costly assumptions that lead many to overpay the IRS.From retirement contributions and HSA hacks to equipment purchases, inventory write-downs, and why your accounts receivable might be lying to you, Hunt explains how small oversights can snowball into massive tax bills. More importantly, he shows you exactly what to check, adjust, and document now to ensure you only pay what you owe and not a dollar more.If you've ever wondered whether to buy equipment before year-end, how to handle unpaid invoices, whether your payroll timing affects deductions, or how to set yourself up for a smoother tax season, this episode gives you the playbook.Ideal for shop owners, bookkeepers, and managers who want to tighten their financials, avoid costly mistakes, and maximize deductions before the year closes.What you'll discover…(02:10) The repetitive tax mistakes and how to avoid them(03:45) Why retirement contributions are Hunt's “favorite deduction.”(06:35) How much you can contribute to SIMPLE IRAs and 401(k)s before Dec. 31(09:25) Why Roth contributions don't reduce your taxes (and when to use them)(10:30) The HSA contribution rules and how they can reimburse old medical bills(14:05) HSA vs. FSA: The real difference and how not to lose your money(16:10) The truth about deducting equipment — cash vs. financing vs. leasing(18:30) Major building improvements you can now deduct in year one(19:40) How to structure employee gifts, bonuses, and reimbursements(22:30) Four big things to keep an eye on to ensure maximum savings(25:16) Accounts payable: how missing December bills inflate your taxes(28:00) The most overlooked deduction in high-interest years(29:00) The fastest way to speed up your tax return (and avoid April chaos)Thanks to our partner PromotiveIt's time to hire a superstar for your business; what a grind you have in front of you. Introducing Promotive, a full-service staffing solution for your shop. Promotive has over 40 years of recruiting and automotive experience. If you need qualified technicians and service advisors and want to offload the heavy lifting, visit https://gopromotive.com/Thanks to our Partner WickedFileTurn chaos into clarity with WickedFile, the AI for auto repair shops. Transform invoices into insights, protect cash flow, and stop losing parts, cores, or credits to maximize your bottom line. visit https://info.wickedfile.com/Paar Melis and Associates – Accountants Specializing in Automotive RepairVisit us Online: www.paarmelis.comEmail Hunt: podcast@paarmelis.comText Paar Melis @ 301-307-5413Download a Copy of My Books Here:Wrenches to Write-OffsYour Perfect Shop The Automotive...

Campfire Stories: The Feral Folk of the Mountains of West VirginiaBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/missing-persons-mysteries--5624803/support.

Is your retirement money sitting stagnant? This episode reveals the powerful strategy of 401K to real estate investing to maximize your earnings. Investment expert Kris Krohn, who has moved millions from 401Ks and IRAs into real estate, shares the top three proven options you have for transferring those funds into high-return real estate assets. Learn how to unlock the potential of your qualified accounts and significantly boost your long-term wealth building with confidence.

Many advertisers chase the wrong problems. Here's the very first thing I fix in almost every ad account I audit, and why it changes everything you do next. Website: https://philgrahamdigital.com

The wealthy don't manage money the way you've been taught! Learn the seven critical accounts—not just savings, but investing platforms and specialised tax wrappers—that the 1% use to grow and protect their wealth. Discover the number one rule of compounding, why your bank is actively making you poorer, and how to get rich by observing and mimicking the money habits of the elite BEST MOMENTS "I do not save most of my money in a bank savings account. I use an investing platform like Hargreaves Lansdown... For me, I've always seen my stock market portfolio as my savings account." "The maximum you want to leave in a current account would be three months' expenses... Every day your money is in a current account... you are losing 3%, 4%, or 5% a year in interest." "The number one rule of compounding is to not interrupt it... So if you interrupt it and you draw your dividends out at the start, you're going to lose compounding." Exclusive community & resources:   For more EXCLUSIVE & unfiltered content to make, manage & multiply more money, join our private online education platform: Money.School →⁠ ⁠⁠https://money.school⁠   And if you'd like to meet 7 & 8 figure entrepreneurs, & scale to 6, 7 or 8 figures in your business or personal income, join us at our in-person Money Maker Summit Event (including EXCLUSIVE millionaire guests/masterminds sessions)  →⁠ ⁠⁠https://robmoore.live/mms⁠ 

In today's episode, we're digging into one of the most overlooked levers in mobile growth: the App Store page itself. Developers obsess over UA budgets, creative variations, and dashboards — yet leave untapped conversion sitting on the table simply because the storefront experience isn't aligned with how users actually arrive. To get clarity on what really moves the needle, we're sharing with you our App Talks interview with Vivian Dang, Senior Director of Accounts & Client Services at Gummicube. Vivian breaks down why most teams still treat their App Store presence as static, why aggregate conversion numbers hide more than they reveal, and how to rebuild your storefront around traffic sources, intent, and user expectations. Across this conversation, Vivian shares practical strategies you can apply immediately — from structuring A/B tests that produce meaningful learnings, to building custom product pages that match funnel entry points, to using in-app events and promotional content to re-engage segments. If you want a clearer playbook for improving conversion and getting more value from every campaign, this episode is a must-listen. Let's dive in: here's Vivian Dang, Senior Director of Accounts & Client Services at Gummicube. Today's topics include: Why aggregate conversion rates hide the real performance issues inside your App Store funnel How to use custom product pages and custom store listings to tailor the storefront to each traffic source Leveraging in-app events and promotional content to surface new features and re-engage lapsed users Building disciplined, hypothesis-driven A/B testing frameworks that deliver continuous learnings The key metrics that actually matter on iOS and Google Play — and how to measure impact channel by channel Links and Resources: Vivian Dang on LinkedIn Gummicube website Business Of Apps - connecting the app industry Quotes from Vivian Dang “If you're not tailoring your App Store experience to each of the different traffic funnels that exist, then you're literally just spending money to drive users to the page and then lose them.” “A/B testing needs to be something where it's extremely structured, where you have hypotheses going in so that you can get clearer answers at the very end of it.” “You should be taking stock of every single individual channel and source you have so you can best prepare yourself for launch and ultimately for your long-term success.” Host Business Of Apps - connecting the app industry since 2012

Former USAID Comptroller Michael Dillard opens up about experiencing unemployment twice.  Once, choosing to tap into his TSP; the next time, choosing not to—and the lessons that shaped both decisions. Michael brings deep insight into financial wellness, helping listeners understand if using retirement funds to pursue a dream makes sense. His story offers both practical guidance and inspiring clarity for anyone considering betting on themselves.   Have you ever thought of using your 401K or TSP funds in a new venture?  Join us for this incredible interview with Sharoya Ham and Michael Dillard   Work with Sharoya here: www.embracebehaviorchange.com/   Find out more about the BIG PURPLE BLOB at www.thebigpurpleblob.com/

Trump just announced Trump Accounts — a $1,000 government-seeded investment account for newborns — and it might be the most impactful financial policy in decades. Zach Abraham of Bulwark Capital Management breaks down how Trump Accounts work, why compound interest beats Social Security, how parents and grandparents can contribute, and how this could create generational wealth for American families. We also explain why the left is melting down over private investment, Michael Dell's massive contribution, and why this program could finally teach kids real financial literacy instead of government dependency. If you care about inflation, retirement, investing, Social Security reform, and your kids' future, this is a must-listen. Get back to basics with Bulwark's Know Your Risk Portfolio Review—don't put it off, go to https://KnowYourRiskPodcast.com today.Subscribe and stay tuned for new episodes every weekday!Follow us here for more daily clips, updates, and commentary:YoutubeFacebookInstagramTikTokXLocalsMore Info

This week on the Retirement Quick Tips podcast, I'm sharing with you my year-end financial checklist. With only a few weeks before the end of the calendar year, there's still time to complete these before year-end.  Today, I'm talking about cleaning up your accounts and doing a little housekeeping before the end of the year.

Miracle On Route 34: Part 1 Ginny gets a wonderful Christmas surprise. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Author's Notes: Someone asked me to write a funny and erotic Christmas tale, but since I can't be normal, it is taking on a radical twist that I hope people will find amusing. I've tried to make Santa awesome but also give him some flaws that the ladies will find both charming and irksome all at once. I wasn't going to call it anything lame like 'Here Cums Santa Claus' (in spite of my love of Elvis) so I eventually settled on ripping off a classic and beloved Christmas movie, naming it 'Miracle On Rural Road 34'. Couldn't help myself with the 'Yes, Virginia' quip, of course. As for Superman, Oatmeal and the Easter Bunny, well, get used to more groaners like that, because I like them. Merry ho-ho and keep your stick on the ice! , Management Chapter 1. Ginny Hale sighed forlornly as she sat on her chesterfield in the dim room, the only light provided by the crackling fireplace and some scented candles spread around to make the house smell like gingerbread. She'd made gingerbread cookies earlier, but they were predictably burnt and now her kitchen smelled like a Christmas elf's ass. She took another sip of red wine from her oversized glass, unable to decide who or what to be mad at, the weather, for bringing this god-awful blizzard on Christmas Eve, her so-called friends for ditching her after she'd gone to all this work to put together a nice party, or herself for going crazy and buying this (admittedly nice) chateau way out here in the boondocks. Still relatively new to her negotiator position, Ginny had landed a huge deal for the company she worked for and the payout bonus was one of the biggest ever seen in-house. Though she had an office, she had often worked from her cramped apartment downtown, where a glorious chaos only she understood reigned. But the payout had been large enough for her to purchase a very pretty home in the country, not more than ninety minutes from work. Her boss was so pleased with the deal that he said she only had to come in once a week, to pick up whatever she needed to work on. It had seemed like a great idea at the time, but now she found she was quite lonely. Few people were will to put forth the effort to come out and visit her. In fact, only three had since the summer when she bought it. Hell, even her boy-toy, Chad from Accounting, could not be bothered and was now just fucking Lily in the secretary pool instead. Bing Crosby was singing 'White Christmas' to her while she moped. The big bay windows to her back porch showed the fury of the storm outside. Driving snow had been battering the countryside for two days now and her boss had called her to just stay safe and not try to come into the city. He was a nice old man and she liked him. He'd actually taken a chance and given her the job, after she'd fucked him. She hadn't invited him to her little soiree, because his miserable old bat of a wife was hovering around him constantly these days, certain he'd been tipping on her. But even without Old Man Reese, she'd invited upward of twenty people and none of them had shown. Not even Claire, her best supposed friend, had made it out. She was probably too busy being pinned and screwed by her boyfriend anyway, Guido or Nunzio or whatever his name was. Dean Martin came on, singing 'Marshmallow World'. Normally this was one of her favorites, but tonight it just reminded her that she was alone for Christmas. Again. With another sigh, she drank the rest of the wine in her glass and reached for the bottle, turning it over. It was empty. Damn. She'd have to open another one. She walked slowly into the kitchen, wearing her ratty old fox-themed footie pajamas, having decided that if she didn't have to dress up for anyone, she was dressing at all. She took a deep drink of spiked egg nog from the jug of it she'd prepared while she found another bottle of zinfandel and burped very loudly. She wrestled the cork off of the bottle and poured most of the contents into her oversized glass, muttering that she didn't have to answer to anyone about what she did, she was a big girl. She slumped back down on the couch while John Lennon asked her what she'd done for Christmas from the stereo system. "Up yours, John;" she said testily as she drank more wine. She stood unsteadily, blinking for a moment to try and clear her head. She might have had a bit of a wine fog going on, since she'd nearly polished off two bottles of Old Vine Zinfandel in under two hours. Convincing herself that walking was not a bad idea, she tottered over to the bay windows, reaching a hand out in front of herself to make sure it encountered the glass before her face did. "Will you look at that shit out there;" she muttered to no one in particular. After all, there was no one around to hear her. Well, almost no one. "Hi, Oatmeal," she said sweetly, grinning lopsidedly at the bearded dragon that sat in a terrarium near the bay doors. "Looks like you're my Christmas date; again;" The tiny lizard said nothing but assumed a darker shade of purplish brown. "Same to you too, bugface." Ginny muttered sourly, annoyed at being spurned by a reptile with a brain smaller than a sugared peanut. She lumbered back to the kitchen, trying unsuccessfully to eat several pieces of the Turkish Delight she'd tried to make, but they were sticky and runny, most of the reddish-pink mess ending up stuck to the front of her pajamas. "Son of a fucking reindeer!" she spat, attempting to remove the pajamas, her sticky fingers having trouble with the zipper. She finally kicked the thing off and left it in a corner of the kitchen, now wearing nothing except her panties and a halter top. She stomped back into the spacious living room, thoroughly annoyed. While the music played, she looked around for something to do, taking another pull from the egg nog jug she'd brought with her. The hot tub. It sat near the bay windows, set into the floor and was large enough for five or six people. She'd been hoping that maybe a few people of the dozens she'd invited would show and maybe they could have a fun pool party. She'd even told everyone in the invitations to bring their swimsuits. But of course, no one showed. She was beginning to suspect she could live in Buckingham Fucking Palace and still no one would come to see her. This was, literally, the fifth Christmas she'd spent by herself. The timing for friends never worked out and her parents were always off in Monaco or some such place, avoiding the weather. Her mom had already called earlier that night, so she wouldn't hear any more from them for a few days now. She sighed yet again and pulled off her underthings, stepping into the water. She was drunker than she wanted to admit, though, missing her footing, squealing and tumbling into the tub with a splash. Ginny came to the surface, sputtering and hissing in outrage. Why couldn't anything work out? Oatmeal just stared at her impassively. "You win this time, gravity;" she growled, displeased with her inelegant entrance. Well, at least she'd been smart enough to put down the jug of nog before trying to get in. She turned on the jets and retrieved her beverage, taking another big pull as the tub rumbled to life. Ginny laid back her head against one of the padded rests and tried to relax, to let her frustrations go. She turned on the jets and allowed one to massage her lower back while sipping at a glass of wine. She tried to put the frustrations of the holiday behind her, to let go of the feelings of rejection and somehow not belonging. "Why did I but this new fucking home if no one was interested in visiting? Everyone said they thought it was so great, but months later, still no visitors. Do I really not matter that much?" It annoyed her to think not only that she was alone, but that doubtless most of the people who had ditched her were at home getting laid. Claire was doubtless face down and ass up on her bed, getting plowed from behind by Guido. Even Mr. Reese, the old geezer, was probably getting some, either from his wife or maybe one of his secretaries. She sighed heavily and sat up, putting her now-empty wine glass aside and deciding that just because she was alone on Christmas Eve didn't mean she wasn't owed at least one good orgasm. She leaned forward and rested her forearms on the padded edge of the hot tub, positioning herself so that one of her jets, the one she'd named 'Juan', was right behind her. She felt the flow of water begin to caress her and she rested her head on her forearms as she wiggled further back, feeling the jet more strongly now as it pushed against her ass and her cunt. With a sigh, she found the perfect distance and pressed her face down into her arms, letting Juan work his magic. Water pressure massaged her cunt lips, strong enough to part them and to tease her clit, sending thrills through her. She shuddered and sighed loudly, forgetting, for now, how much men sucked. She bit the knuckle of her index finger, lost in reverie. God, if only it were a man fucking her. "Alone; on fucking Christmas; where's, ah!, where's the justice in that?" She was sweating now and panting as the relentless jets battered her nether tinglies, the sensations overwhelming her steadily. She clenched her teeth and her fists, straining as she fought to hold on a little longer. She moaned very loudly, her whole body shaking as Juan delivered a wonderful orgasm. She panted and groaned shamelessly, knowing that no one was around to see her in her pent-up, frustrated lust, expending it on her Jacuzzi jets. The scintillating lights behind her eyes, however, were over all too quickly and the climax subsided, replaced by a juddering sensitivity that made Juan's caress too much to bear. She collapsed against the edge of the hot tub, moving her ass away from the jet. "Alone; again;" She may have needed the orgasm, but it did nothing to improve her mood. It didn't help that the song 'This Christmas' by Shoes had begun playing as the cumming ended. When it finally felt like her legs would work again, she turned around and slumped into a corner of the tub, as far from Juan as possible. Ginny stayed still for some time, until her feet and fingers felt that annoying level of pruny that made everything awful to touch. With the heat of the water and all the alcohol she'd drunk, she was feeling rather light-headed, so she turned off the stereo and shut off the lights. She found a plate of her fucked-up and burnt gingerbread cookies and left them on a table near the fireplace along with the jug of nog before beginning to head upstairs to bed. "Yeah. Fuck this day. And fuck tomorrow too. Maybe if I stay drunk enough it'll just fly by. Fuck Christmas." The second floor was an open space in the middle, looking down onto the main floor. A set of stairs led up on either side and the bedrooms were spaced around the gallery. She'd loved the design when she bought it, but this only increased her frustration when no one ever came to visit. "Gorgeous fucking house; ten acres of beautiful nature filled with deer and ugly-ass wild turkeys; a fucking pond people could skate on; shit, I even found a patch of landrace back there! What's not to love about my new home? Why aren't people shitting themselves in jealousy?" She reached the master bedroom, sighing at how big it felt since she had no one to share it with. She stood in front of the mirror, looking at her naked body and sighing. She was trim and fit, with nicely-sized boobs, she kept her cunt shaved smooth and her full lips were simply made to suck cock. Her skin was fair and even and her dark brown hair was long enough to pull on if you were fucking her ass or taking her from behind. So what the hell was wrong? The bed was certainly big enough for two (or maybe her and two guys who didn't mind getting close), but she plunked herself down into it and stared at the ceiling, waiting for the room to stop drunk-spinning. It took longer than she wanted it to, but things finally slowed down an she breathed deeply. She reached over with her hand and fumbled around inside the drawer of the nightstand. She finally withdrew an elegant glass dildo, a barely opaque white with bright red stripes curling around it to simulate a candy cane. It had been a Christmas gift from Claire, who had jokingly given it to her until she found a man for herself. That bitch. "Well, Frosty," she sighed, examining him. "Looks like it's you and me tomorrow. I promise to not get out of bed except to go to the bathroom or get more booze, okay? Because I'm here for you;" And with that she kissed the dildo and put it aside. She turned out her lamp and sighed deeply as she lay in the dark, waiting for sleep to take her. "Fuck Christmas;" A noise from downstairs. Her eyes snapped open. She was sure she'd heard something. Her heart pounded in her chest. She took deep breaths to try and calm herself, reasoning that she'd been drunk and it might just be hangover noises. Maybe just something like branches scraping on the roof or across the walls? Ginny felt a flush of anger and slowly rose, getting out of bed and putting on a plush yellow robe. There were definitely sounds downstairs. She grabbed her rape whistle and her high-school field hockey stick off the wall before quietly opening the door and proceeding out of the room. Her cheeks flushed with fear and anger. How dare someone invade her house? And in this fucking weather! "Burglars? Ruffians? Escaped cons?" "Well, at least if they see you they might have their way with you and break your dry spell." She shook the vile notion from her head, wondering where the hell that'd come from. Could she be that desperate to get laid? Ginny walked as quietly as she could, hearing noises on the roof. Raccoons? Looking to get in from the cold? Fucking trash pandas. She rounded the corner of the gallery and put her foot on the top step, her hockey stick ready. She crept down the stairs, still hearing the noises. They seemed to be coming from her living room. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to identify anything that might be amiss. Then she saw him, a symphony of red trimmed in white, the huge ass swaying back and forth as the intruder was bent over her at the base of her Christmas tree, doing God only knows what to it. He seemed to be humming to himself. She walked up silently until she was maybe ten feet away from him, her hockey stick over her shoulder, ready to swing. He didn't hear her or took no notice of her. "I don't want to hurt you," she growled through clenched teeth. "But you'd best get the fuck out of my house or I'll hit you so hard Google won't be able to find you." The person in red paused in their activities and then stood up slowly. After another moment's pause, they stood up and turned around slowly. He was slightly taller than average and quite a bit fatter than societal norms allowed. He had a fat face with dancing blue eyes and red cheeks. Beneath the tapered red hat was long, silvery-white hair and a very full beard and moustache. The intruder looked at her and grinned. "Shouldn't you be in bed?" he asked with a voice that could only be described as jolly. Ginny said nothing. She seemed to be rooted to the spot. She wanted to say something, anything, but she seemed to have been robbed of the power of speech. "W, who;" she finally managed to stammer. "Yes, Virginia," the visitor said quietly but pleasantly in a soothing voice. "There really is a Santa Claus." She blinked and shook her head, trying to articulate a coherent thought. The big man in red chuckled, clearly amused by her predicament. "Your egg nog was very good," he mentioned as he walked forward a little. "Your cookies needed a little work, but I appreciate the effort. Maybe a cookbook next year?" "Stay still!" she snapped, suddenly coming out of her stupor and holding the hockey stick behind her head as if she was winding up for a hit. "I'll deck you, old man!" "Oh, there's no need for that," he said cheerfully, totally unconcerned by her threat. "It's been a rough year for you, hasn't it, Ginny?" "Why do you know my name?" she asked, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Of course I know it," the man claiming to be Santa said jovially. "I'd be pretty lousy at my job if I didn't, right?" "If you're really Santa," she said tightly, still not understanding why she hadn't knocked this guy's head off his shoulders yet. "Then what was I doing the night of October seventeenth last year?" He tilted his head to the side a little and pursed his lips. "Are you sure?" "C'mon, you haven't got all day." "Very well," he said, sighing. "You were sitting in McPhearson's Pub, waiting vainly for Greg from IT to show up, because you'd given him a blowjob in the bathroom earlier that day and promised him more. But he went off with Becky from Accounts that night instead of meeting up with you." She blushed furiously at the memory. "I; that wasn't the day I meant! I meant the sixteenth!" He shrugged. "You had the day off and were really frustrated. You slid a condom over that very field hockey stick and used it on yourself, just to see what it was like." Ginny dropped the stick very suddenly. "How the hell do you know that, you perv?" The man shrugged. "I know all about you, Ginny. And every other boy and girl in the world" "Don't give me that horseshit!" she hissed, glaring at him. "I had too many Christmases where I didn't get what I want to buy into that cockamamie story!" "Well, you weren't exactly the most exemplary child, were you?" he reasoned. "I mean, you weren't horrible, it's not like you were out kicking puppies into woodchippers, but you spent more time in the naughty column that the good column, didn't you?" "What did I ever do that was so naughty?" she demanded hotly, her fists bunched up at her sides. "You and your brother could get rather friendly, couldn't you?" the man calling himself Santa pointed out. She faltered for a moment. "Lots of siblings play doctor. And those atomic booty bombs where I kept jumping in the air and landing on him were just playful." "While naked?" Santa asked, raising a bushy white eyebrow. Ginny blushed. "But that wasn't what landed you on the naughty list," he added. "What got you blacklisted was that you lied about doing your homework or cleaning your room while you were messing around with your brother. Your mom and dad would ask you to do your math and you'd slip away to play doctor instead and tell them you'd finished your homework after. Lying is naughty, right?" "Woah, hold the phone here," she said loudly, holding her head as if she was suddenly dizzy from a revelation. She didn't seem to notice that her robe had opened slightly, exposing her cleavage. "Are you fucking kidding me? Fibbing to my parents kept me from getting the gifts I wanted?" "Were the rules unclear?" Santa asked. "I thought the songs on the subject were so easy to follow." Ginny pinched her eyes in exasperation and then scowled at him. "I'm drunk," she concluded, trying to convince herself none of this was real. "I'm drunker than Sarah Palin and you're not really here. I'm still in bed and this is all bullshit." Santa shrugged. "I was putting stuff under your tree until you arrived and enjoying the nog. I won't mind if you go back to bed." "No, you're not getting off that easily," she said in annoyance. "You broke into my house in the middle of the storm of the fucking century and I want answers, dammit!" He shrugged. "Fair enough. Ask away." Her eyes narrowed again. "Aren't you on kind of a time crunch? Unless I'm the last person on your delivery list, don't you still have a shit ton of houses to visit? Say, a few hundred million?" He waved it off. "I've got it covered, I promise. I have all the time in the world for you, Ginny. I always have." "What, so you sub-contract out?" she said snidely. "Got FedEx making the rounds for you? Or maybe your 'Elves'?" She mentioned the last bit with air quotes. "Goodness, this has been a bad year for you, hasn't it?" he said sympathetically. "But to answer your question, I am capable of being many places at once." "Oh, so now you're the Kwizatz-Haderach?" she asked archly. "Hey, it's not just cinnamon I put in my Christmas cider." Santa chuckled. "It's rather complicated to explain." "So do you, like, clone yourself?" she asked, her guard seeming to slowly come down. "No, not at all," he said, shaking his head. "It involves Cherenkov Radiation, a Holmes field, a Gellar field and, to quote a friend of mine, 'a lot of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey; stuff.'" "So it's some sort of deep quantum shit?" she asked, her body finally relaxing. He nodded, smiling. "Yes, it's very temporal and quantum. I can be many places at once. It's why I don't have to pay for billions in window repairs every year by going supersonic around the world." "So even while you're talking to me, you're delivering presents?" she asked, the sheer depth of the conversation hitting her now. She walked over to a stool and sat on it. "Like I said, it's difficult to explain without breaking out the chalkboard and calculator," he answered. "The magnetic lines between the poles help, especially the one that emanates from the Fortress of Solitude." Ginny blinked. "Fortress of Solitude? As in Superman? You're friends with Superman?" "Of course not!" the jolly man laughed. "There's no such thing as Superman, silly, he's a comic book character. Had you going, though." "Holy shit, Santa's a troll," she exclaimed, looking at him in bewilderment. "Well, okay, let's assume that this is all real and not a vivid hallucination resulting from a brain tumor. If I've been such a brat all these years, how do I make up for it? How do I get off the naughty girl list?" "Well, a little restraint would be a start," Santa suggested. "I'm not saying go out and become a Carthusian nun or a Buddhist priestess or anything, but you might try laying off the rampant promiscuity." "Why is that so bad?" she demanded. "What's so wrong with wanting to get banged?" "Nothing," he said simply. "But inevitably you get yourself into some kind of weird situation and end up lying your behind off and lying is a naughty thing to do. So try keeping your legs bolted together a little more." "Really;" she said, clearly not impressed. "Celibacy lessons from Santa Claus. Now I've heard everything." "According to my report here and speaking frankly, it's taken guys a lot less attractive than me a lot less effort to get you out of your clothes." Santa mentioned. "This coming from a guy who could clearly use a few P90-X sessions!" she shot back hotly, standing up, her robe opening further as she stomped toward him. He looked down at himself for a moment and guffawed. "Oh, right, I keep forgetting about that; hang on;" The man held his hands out to his sides and began to glow. The luminous display lit up the room progressively and Ginny held her hand in front of her face when it became too bright to look at for several seconds. When the light finally died away, leaving them once again in the softly lit living room, Ginny gaped in shock at what she saw. He was tall, powerfully built, with chiseled muscles, an eight pack and flawless, healthy skin. He'd removed his coat but the red pants remained, stretched tight over muscular thighs. Long, wavy, copper-colored hair fell past his shoulders and the full beard was reddish-gold. The sapphire-blue eyes stared down at her, still glittering with mirth. "Holy Jesus on a pogo stick;" she breathed, her voice little more than a whisper. "You're a total lumbersexual;" "This is what I really look like," he said, spreading his hands out to the sides and showing her his body. His chest rippled as the muscles flexed with the motion. "But kids react to the fat old man disguise better." "I'll bet mothers don't," she murmured, coming forward as if compelled and reaching out to touch his chest and washboard abs. "It's like you're Photo-shopped." He smiled as her hands caressed his abs. "You make me want to not get off the naughty list." "I think I know what you really want for Christmas;" he said slyly. Ginny paused and looked up at him in disbelief. "Are you kidding?" "No, I can't lie." the man in red pants replied. "I thought it was Superman who couldn't lie." "Well, the writers had to get that idea from somewhere, I guess." Santa mused. "In any event, if you want, you could end up on the good girl list by being rather naughty." She stared at him. "So; get laid by Santa for Christmas?" He shrugged. "There might be some other goodies in the bag for you, but I think we both know what Ginny really wants and needs for Christmas." "This is crazy, this is crazy, this is crazy!" she thought to herself, wrestling with her sensibilities. "If this is all just a dream, then I can fuck hunky Santa and have no regrets. If this is real, I can fuck sexy Santa and remember it in the morning! It's win-win!" "Well, this is super-easy," she declared. "Santa, I want you to fuck my brains out for Christmas." "With pleasure, Ginny!" he said, laughing merrily. "Whatever you like, however you want it. I have to keep the kiddies happy." "Good, but just don't say 'kiddies' anymore, because that's kinda creepy," she said, throwing her caution to the wind. She knelt down in front of him, putting her hands on the oversized silver belt buckle and undoing it. Letting it drop, she put her fingers on the front of his pants, caressing them over the crotch. Her mouth went dry. "That'd better not be a secondary present sack you're teasing me with;" Ginny hooked her fingers into the top of the velvety pants and pulled them down, revealing his cock. She drew in her breath slowly, her eyes widening. "Jesus," she muttered. "You're hung like a fat kid's Christmas stocking;" "Thanks, I make due." Santa said cheerfully, watching her admire his cock. "By the way, shouldn't I call you something else?" she asked, looking up at him while her hand reached up to take his huge shaft, wrapping around it, barely. "I mean, most people call you Santa Claus, but isn't your name Nick or Kris or something?" He shrugged again, grinning. "Nick, Kris, Klaus, Pelznickel, Joulupukki, Kanakaloka, Dun Che Lao Ren, Weihnachtsmann, Swiety Mikolaj, Hoteiosho, Jultomten, I don't mind, Ginny. I just like hearing you say my name the way you think of me." "Hmm, Santa;" she replied, smiling as she stroked her hand along his shaft, eyeing it hungrily. How the hell was she going to fit that all in her mouth, forget her aching cunt? "Ah, don't use that word," he chided, holding up a finger. "Some words are still naughty, even when you're an adult." "Stay out of my mind then, creeper." Ginny said as she leaned forward and swirled her tongue around the fat head of his cock. She flicked it around the tip and then slowly took it inside her mouth, tongue rolling against it. "The hell? How can his cock taste like mint?" "Just wait til you taste my cum." Santa said, leering. "Fine, but it better not taste like turkey gravy or we're gonna box." Ginny said as she pulled her mouth back for a moment. She pumped her hand gently along the shaft, studying her quarry intently. It was definitely the biggest cock she'd ever taken on, and the best-tasting. She'd been experiencing trippy magic all evening, maybe she could fit this monster in her mouth this one night; She put the head back in her mouth and relaxed, slowly pushing down the shaft. She moaned as she felt him slide to the back of her mouth and then to her throat. She felt him tremble and lay a huge but gentle hand on the back of her head. "Holy shit; I'm deep-throating Santa Claus;" Ginny took a deep breath through her nose and then tried to relax. Her whole body was tingling with excitement and the whole minty cock thing was throwing her off. Her tongue undulated along the underside of his shaft while the fingers of one hand formed a ring around the base of his cock and the other cupped his balls, fondling them. Ginny was proud of her cocksucking skills and if there was anyone she ever needed to impress with them (aside from her 11th Grade math teacher), it was probably Santa. She calmed herself and began pulling her mouth back along his length, humming and letting her lips vibrate softly on his sensitive skin. "Now I know why Mister Bondi gave you that A in math," Santa chuckled. "You're a very naughty girl, Virginia." "Hmm, only for you, Santa baby;" she cooed as she pulled her mouth off his cock long enough to respond, stroking slowly and swirling her tongue around the head again. She then slid back down the entire length, moaning in pleasure. She could feel her nipples getting hard and her cunt was very, very wet beneath her robe. Both his hands were on the back of her head now and holding her gently but firmly. She began to slowly bob back and forth, thrilled at how she was able to take this enormous beast of a cock all the way in her mouth. Sure, maybe there was some weird physics involved that compressed space and time or some shit, but she didn't care and he certainly didn't seem to mind. "Hmm, very good, Virginia;" he said softly, stroking her hair. No one ever called her Virginia and she didn't know why it gave her a tingle when he did. His cock was very full and very hard now, like a pulsing iron rod covered in mint-flavored velvet. She almost giggled at the thought of how crazy this all was. She really hoped it wasn't a dream. Her thumb began to squeeze along the underside of his cock as her hand followed her mouth up and down his length. The shaft glistened wetly and the mint was making her drool. She undid her robe and let it fall away, the air of the room kissing her flushed skin. Her hands now took hold of his powerful thighs and she began moving back and forth along his cock more quickly. She could feel his hands flexing in her long, dark hair, caressing her skin. Breathing through her nose, she moaned as she sucked ardently, her cunt almost aching with desire. She was hoping he would last long enough to fuck her when he went rigid suddenly and groaned, gripping her head tightly and his hips shuddering. Ginny's eyes widened as she felt him began to cum inside her mouth, spurting strongly. She began swallowing hastily, almost in a panic as Santa pumped his hips against her face. "Holy shit! Fucking eggnog?" He kept cumming and she was sure she might actually drown when he pulled his huge cock out of her mouth and pumped it furiously in his hand, spattering her tits and stomach with his glistening load. She'd never seen so much cum in her life. It tingled on her skin. Finally, Santa relaxed, allowing Ginny to put her mouth back around his cock and suck the rest of his cum from him. He was sighing and breathing rather heavily, apparently having enjoyed himself. She eventually released him and smiled up at him wickedly. "So," she cooed, winking while she gently pumped his cock with her hand. "Am I back on the good girl list?" "Oh, I'd think so," he said, grinned. "But it's not like I've given you your whole present yet." "Jeez, you can still go?" she asked almost in disbelief but also delighted. She really needed to be fucked hard now. "Your cock taste like mint, your cum tastes like nog, your ass probably tastes like hot cocoa or nutmeg and you can keep it up all night?" "Up all night is kind of my thing, at least once a year." Santa said cheerfully. "So how would you like for me to give you the rest of your present, Virginia?" "Well, golly, Santa," she mused, making a show of thinking while she stroked his cock. "Since you seem to be the gift that keeps on giving, how about we just wing it?" He nodded and she stood up, keeping hold of his cock and gently led him over to the large chesterfield, hoping it would hold his rather muscular frame. She knelt on it, resting her arms along the raised back and smiled at him, wiggling her behind. She wouldn't believe how wet her cunt was. "You gonna hurry down my chimney, Santa-baby?" she asked, smiling slyly. "I can't believe you just said that!" he laughed jovially. He may not have been older, fatter Santa, but the laugh still definitely suited him. He stepped up behind her and took gentle hold of her hips. She could feel him press against her ass and she shivered in anticipation. He slid his massive cock up and down between her ass cheeks, teasing her until she was writhing in desperation. He seemed to know instinctively what she loved most. Which only made sense, since he was Santa. "Ready, Virginia?" he asked as he pressed the huge mushroom head against her sticky cunt. She nodded eagerly, unwilling to speak. He slid the head in, parting her lips and penetrating her. She groaned loudly as he began to stretch her inner walls. With a slow, steady push of his hips, he pushed the entire length of his cock deep inside her. It robbed her of her breath, she'd never felt so full in her life, even that one time she'd been so horny she'd fucked her parent's bedpost. "Ah; uh;" she gasped, eyes wide. The sensations were like nothing she'd ever experienced. His cock completely filled her to a delightful stretch that didn't hurt except in the good way. His iron shaft throbbed in time with her heartbeat. It was wonderfully warm but also strangely cool all at once, tingling, like mint again. How the hell could her cunt taste peppermint? "Language, Virginia;" he chided again as he pressed in just a little bit further. By right his cockhead should have bruising her brainstem, but there was no doubt some weird physics shit involved that she decided not to think about. She was getting fucked by Santa, after all. She pressed her forehead against the back of the couch and tried squeezing her cunt around his titan cock or pressing back against him, squirming her ass against his hips. She shuddered in delight, loving how he felt inside her. His hands reached under her body and squeezed and massaged her tits, sending delicious thrills through her. He began to move slowly back and forth, pulling back until just the tip was inside her and pushing in steadily, almost robbing her of breath. She began to feel like a blacksmith's bellows very quickly. The feel of his cock sliding inside her, stretching her and touching deep inside in ways she hadn't known were possible; "Oh my god;" she gasped, fingers digging into the back of the couch. "You're tearing me apart and I love it;" "Only the best for my Virginia," he said, his ruddy cheeks taking on a flush tone as he fucked her. Her fingers squeezed the meat of her thighs and hips or flexed on her ass cheeks. His heavy balls slapped against her cunt as he drove inside her. Strong yet gentle, forceful and commanding yet accommodating. She felt dominated yet exalted somehow. His hand wrapped in her hair and she groaned loudly as he pulled on it, craning her neck. She shuddered in pleasure, feeling her spine almost accordion as he thrust inside while pulling her head back. Her could feel the pulse of his cock through her whole body. Her nails scratched along the couch, almost clawing it. "Uh, you're gonna make me cum so fucking hard;" she wailed, feeling the sweat forming on her skin. "Oh my gawd;" "You're going to make me cum hard too," he panted, thrusting deep inside, thumping his hips against her ass. "You feel wonderful and tight, Virginia;" "Oh, God, he's gonna cum in me;" she realized. "Santa's gonna fucking cum in me and he's not wearing anything! Will my birth control work? Shit, will my kids always smell like mint?" "Oh, God, cum in me!" she panted, thrusting herself back against him and grinding shamelessly. "Fucking cum in me, Santa!" "Ya want me to cum in you?" he hissed, his body beginning to tremble. It felt like his cock was getting bigger inside her. "Want my cum in you?" "God, yes!" Ginny squeaked, clenching her teeth. "Fucking cum in me and make me scream!" They strained against one another desperately and then she cried out as a massive orgasm crashed over her. It battered her senses as she felt his hot-yet-tingly-cool cum bathing her insides relentlessly. Her cunt was making greedy sucking sounds as she came, her whole body shuddering almost uncontrollably. She squeezed and clenched and rippled her tight tunnel round him, reveling in the way he stretched and penetrated her ever more deeply. She collapsed against the chesterfield, panting heavily, her body drenched in sweat. His massive, hard cock was still deep inside her, pinning her to him. She felt like she was made of lead, an exquisite exhaustion while pleasure crawled over her languidly. That was beyond anything she had ever experienced. But he didn't seem to be done with her. His powerful hands took hold of Ginny and turned her around so she was squatting on the couch, her knees spread wide and her arms slung across the high back. She looked up at him in weary astonishment as he nestled himself between her legs and pressed his cock against her sopping cunt again. "Ah!" she wailed as he slid deep inside her again, his huge cock splitting her wide. Her nails dug into the couch again and she clenched her teeth as she sucked in her breath. Ginny tried to regulate her breathing while Santa began sliding in and out slowly, looking down at her with those penetrating blue eyes. "Jesus," she grunted, feeling almost like a rag doll in his hands, which gripped her hips. "Gonna fucking kill me with that thing!" "Oh, let's hope not," he replied, thrusting into her strongly. "I'm nowhere near done with you." She gazed up at him, trembling as he fucked her good and hard. She bit her lip as he squeezed her thighs, before moving his hands up to squeeze her tits, pinching her nipples. She groaned shamelessly as the delicious sting electrified her senses. She tried to squeeze herself around him, baffled by how big he felt inside her. She gasped and whimpered as he slapped her cunt lightly. She reached forward and raked her nails over his powerful chest, leaving red marks along the defined muscles. She ground her hips against him wantonly, thrilling to the look of pleasure on this face. "Uh, fuckin' wreck me;" she gasped, feeling another massive climax building inside her. "Make me cum on that beautiful cock, Santa!" "I'll take 'Things Virginia Never Thought She'd Ever Hear Herself Say' for a thousand, Alex!" he laughed. He reached down and took her ass her hands and pulled her closer, smiling warmly yet wickedly into her eyes as she sank further onto his cock, which penetrated her to the deepest depths yet. She could feel the head pressing against her womb. It didn't hurt, but she felt fuller and more stretched than ever. She felt him squeeze her ass cheeks while he thrust into her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on tight, bumping up and down on his powerful thighs. She moaned loudly and bit his shoulder, trying not to shriek. She tried to squeeze herself around him again, finding that she could barely control her muscles, let alone fuck. She bit down as the warmth spread through her, tears of pleasure in her eyes. He thumped his hips against her even more strongly and they strained against one another. Then he growled and released himself, pumping her once again full of his tingling cum. She shuddered and cried out loudly, her head spinning from the unreal ecstasy. Crushing herself to him, Ginny held on desperately, like a ship battered by an unrelenting storm. They both slumped onto the couch, breathing heavily. She felt small and almost cocooned in his embrace. She was covered in a heavy sheen of sweat and could feel the thrilling tingle of his cum trickling out of her cunt. It wouldn't be a stain on her couch, it was a mark of honor. Their hearts pounded in rhythm as the orgasm passed over them and slowly flowed away. "Holy shit;" she whispered, her body still limp in his arms. "I think you've ruined me for sex. I should be mad;" "You have to admit, it makes sense that I'm better at gift-giving than anyone else on the planet." Santa reasoned, smiling and stroking her hair while she sat in his lap. "I'd say you were a little pent up there." "Mild understatement," she moaned, finally raising her head and smiling up at him. "Thank you, first of all. That was the best thing I've ever felt in my life." "I aim to please," he said cheerfully, caressing his thumb across her cheek and enjoying the shining look in her eyes. "Kinda my thing, after all." "So," Ginny purred, walking to fingers up his broad chest. "Is there a Mrs. Claus?" He shrugged. "There has been, of course." She paused suddenly and looked up at him, her smile replaced by a deadpan look. "What do you mean, there has been?" He seemed somewhat confused by her change in demeanor. "Well, there has been a few in the past, of course, there was Seeki first, then there was Ahoop, followed by Annalina, then Layla, Martha, Juliana, Gretchen and Jessica, Santarina, Kasey, Mary;" "I see," she said stonily. "You've had more wives than Elizabeth Taylor had husbands." "Well, to be fair, they've been spread over a long period of time." Santa replied. "And they were all special to me." "So then I'm not special." Ginny said flatly. "Well of course you are," he said, not understanding her mood swing. "You're my Virginia." "And Becky down the street is your Becky, and Sarah in the blue house is your Sarah and Hilda in Dusseldorf is your Hilda," she concluded. "Everyone's equally special to you, aren't they?" He didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry, I'm not being fair," she sighed. "I just; well, I thought maybe this; ya know, tonight, was truly special. And clearly you're not good at lying." "Well, no, not at all." Santa agreed, still holding her and wondering how he could comfort her. "I can't lie." "Like, literally can't?" she asked, now curious more than anything. "It's part of your genetic makeup that you can't lie?" "No, nothing like that," he admitted. "But after spending centuries with kids and teaching them to always tell the truth, I haven't tried telling a lie in so long I don't even know how to do it." "You don't know how to lie?" she mused. "If I did, it wouldn't be the least bit believable," he said. "Like, if I said right now that your breath smells wonderful and not like old eggnog and vomit, I somehow doubt you'd believe my lie." "No shit," Ginny replied, giving him a stony look. "You're a horrible liar. You've got the subtlety of a cement truck. Good thing you're Santa and don't have to date to charm a girl." He held her close, hugging her tight to comfort her. She sighed deeply, still impaled on his hard cock, which showed no sign of abating. "God, I can't believe you've still got wood after cumming like a fire hydrant three times," she said, her mood softening. She was having the best sex of her life, she reminded herself not to ruin it by being crazy. "How long can you keep going?" He shrugged his muscular shoulders. "How long do you need me to?" "Actually, it doesn't surprise me that's your answer." Ginny said, smirking. "If you've got the time, I've got another itch that needs scratching." He grinned. "So you haven't broken in that hot tub yet, have you?" "Oh, Santa;" she purred, leaning in and biting his earlobe. "Like you don't make me wet already." He picked her up and carried her toward the Jacuzzi, deftly turning it on with his foot and bringing it rumbling to life. He stepped down into the churning water, setting her one of the seats. As he stood up, she leaned forward and hungrily took his enormous cock into her mouth, sucking ardently. She moved forward and knelt in the water, her hands on his hips again or stroking his balls. He picked her up bodily and turned her upside. Ginny squeaked in surprise at first but found his hips in front of her and began sucking again on his tool without delay. He buried his face in her cunt, tongue snaking deep inside her and she groaned gutturally, Holding her in place with one powerful hand, her teased her taint and then pressed a finger into her ass. "Jesus!" she gasped, almost choking on his cock as he wormed the finger down into her tight tunnel. "Oh, fuck! Your finger is bigger than some dicks I've fucked!" She attacked his cock again eagerly, bobbing back and forth like her life depended on it. She squirmed in his grip as he lashed her cunt with his tongue and fingered her ass. Her fingernails dug into his thighs and her knees locked around his neck. His cock throbbed in her mouth, still thrilling her with its unique and incredible taste. He turned her around again and paid her on the edge of the hot tub, spreading her legs wide. She looked on wantonly as he pushed his tongue back inside her again. He gripped her thighs to hold her in place and she groaned and squirmed, squeezing her tits and pulling on her nipples. Her breath came in ragged gasps as he drove her to the limit of her sensations. Ginny shook and thrashed as she cried out loudly, cumming on his face. He didn't let up, lapping at her essence eagerly. She lay like a dead thing for several seconds before her chest began to rise and fall. Her eyes opened, gazing back at him. She couldn't feel her limbs, just floating on a tingling ocean of deep colors. Santa looked up at her and smiled, pulling his tongue out of her cunt and kissing her clit gently. She shivered at the touch. "One hole left, Santa," she breathed, her body glistening. "Got any left in you to perfect my Christmas?" "Always for you, Virginia." Santa said warmly, standing and raising her gently into a sitting position. He settled down into the water on one of the seats and then pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him. She moved her hips around until she found his rock-hard cock, waiting for her. She placed her puckered knot against it, giggling as she thought about what he was about to do to her. She took his shaft in her hand and held it steady while she sank down, very slowly. Ginny gasped and shivered as the head pushed aside the tight ring of muscle, popping inside her. Then she sighed as she lowered herself, feeling his massive cock stretching her tight tunnel wide. God, she felt so full it was unreal. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, her ass cheeks pressed to his lap. He was all the way inside her ass and her held her closed as she settled back against him, purring in sensual pleasure. "Umm, it's never felt this good in my ass before," she said softly, her arms reaching back to curl around his neck. She gyrated slowly on his lap, moaning softly. "A gal could get used to this." His muscular arms wrapped around her and caressed Ginny's body, massaging her tits. She loved how she felt pinned to him. She had finally found the measure of her body and began to squeeze her tight ass around his cock. She squirmed in slow circles on his lap, wishing she had some music to fuck him to. Her stereo system suddenly came on and began playing 'It's Cold Outside'. She giggled and squeezed his neck gently at his thoughtfulness. "You think of everything, don't you?" she purred, lost in her pleasure. "I can't wait to make you cum again." He smiled wickedly and pulled gently on her nipples, causing her to groan at the welcome sting. She pressed her ass back into his lap, squeezing again around his throbbing shaft. The water bubbled and churned around her waist, the heat leaving her skin shining. She began to pant as she moved her hips faster, stopping the circular motions and started to move up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her. Santa took hold of her hips and let her bounce on his lap. Ginny leaned forward, gasping as she fondled her tits, overcome with a liquid heat as his cock impaled her faster and faster. Water splashed around them as the fucking took on an almost frantic pace. Ginny had never felt anything in her ass like this before, nothing even close to this good. She could very easily become an addict. "Uh, fuck!" she grunted, slamming her ass down on him while one hand snaked down and began massaging her cunt and clit. His hands steadied her and helped moved her up and down. She could feel his hips trembling beneath her, his fingers flexing and squeezing her skin. Her panting became a long, drawn-out keening. She clenched her teeth, shuddering and straining as she tried to prolong the fucking; Ginny screamed and pushed herself back against his massive chest violently, thrashing as she clenched his cock inside her ass while he came. His cream flooded inside her, the unreal hot-cool tingling transporting her. He growled in her ear, almost crushing her comparatively tiny frame against himself. She collapsed, utterly exhausted, her chest rising and falling as the world spun around her. She felt him holding her gently, caressing her body in unique ways that seemed to; regulate her blood flow and nerve sensations, making the post-orgasmic bliss she was feeling last as long as possible. She felt herself smile and hum at his consideration, understanding this this is who he was and what he was meant to do. Ginny then did something she almost never did during sex, she leaned her head back, pressed her lips to his and kissed him deeply and with great affection. She held it for as long as she could and then sank back into his embrace, sighing in contentment. "Wish you were advertising for a Mrs. Claus at the moment," she said softly. "I could get used to this." "I like things the way they are," he replied, hugging her. "Every year I get to reward you for being a good girl. What could be better than that?" "True, I guess," Ginny agreed. "I'm only human, all this sex could kill me." "Hey, I'm human too, you know," he chuckled. "Just because I'm immeasurably older than you and subject to quantum laws even my smartest elf couldn't explain doesn't mean I'm a member of some other species." "Okay, that's fair, although I'd still fuck you if you were an alien or some extra-dimensional being." Ginny admitted. "You've come in me a lot tonight, daddy. Do I need to” "No," he said cheerfully. "I'm not sterile, but you can't get pregnant unless I decide you will and I've never allowed it." "I wonder what a Santa kid would be like," she mused. "More like you or the mom?" "No idea," he confessed. "There's not exactly a manual, so I've never taken a chance." She slowly leaned forward and began to rise, shivering as she slid off his long cock and it popped out of her. She knelt and turned around to face him, not sure she could stand yet, looking up at his still hard cock and giggled, pressing her finger against the head. "Well, I think you can take him off duty, sir," she said sweetly. "I'm pretty sure that I'm all fucked out for the night, if not the whole season." He chuckled and let his cock soften, looking into her eyes and caressing his cheek. "Hopefully that was what you needed for Christmas." "Definitely, Santa." Ginny said, giggling. "Is it greedy to want the same present again next year?" "Not at all," he replied, grinning. "It cuts down on elf-labor hours if I can give people a gift mysteriously." Santa paused in speaking, going silent and looking around, as if listening for something. Neither of them touched the controls, but the motor for the jets turned off and all that could be heard was the howling roar of the winter storm outside. Ginny looked at him in confusion, wondering why his features hardened and a scowl crossed his normally jovial face. "That's no storm," he said in a low, growling voice. "Not a regular one, anyway." "What does that mean?" she asked, his reaction worrying her for reasons she couldn't readily explain. What the hell was a 'not regular' storm, according to Santa, or anyone else for that matter? He stood up and strode out of the hot tub, taking her by the hand and pulling her out with him. Their naked bodies glistened with water but this was the farthest thing from her mind. "What's going on?" she asked, his consternation beginning to frighten her now. She watched as he tossed her the robe she'd been wearing earlier and then started pulling on his pants and sturdy black boots. "It's just a winter storm! Isn't it?" "I wish that were true," he replied, his expression grim. "Listen to me very carefully, Virginia. I'll need you to follow me instructions precisely. Do you understand?" She nodded. "Okay, but” "Good," he said, cutting her off, his eyes flashing. "It's very important to your safety." "Can you at least tell me what's happening?" she pleaded. "Krampus." Santa muttered darkly as he wrapped bright red straps around his wrists, tightening them. "I should've been more careful." "What's Krampus?" she asked, going pale and she paused in putting on her robe, one of her tits hanging out. "Krampus isn't a what, Krampus is a who," he said, his eyes scanning the layout of her expansive living room. "He's also called Black Pete in some places and legend says he's supposed to be my evil henchman who punishes wicked children." "I take it that's not true, then?" she asked, looking around like he did, wondering what he was searching for. "Not even close," he growled. "Pardon my French, but Krampus is an evil sonofabitch. He was, at one time long ago, my dedicated helper, but he turned down the path of darkness, becoming twisted and diabolic. Forget punishing children, he wants to destroy Christmas, like it never happened." "What's that got to do with us here?" she asked, trying to keep her voice from trembling. "Can he reach us in this storm?" "This storm is his doing, I recognize it now," Santa said, striding over to his huge Christmas bag and beginning to rummage in it. "A massive storm always precedes his arrival. It can be mistaken for a regular winter storm if you're not paying

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The Hidden Lightness with Jimmy Hinton – What makes the Trump Accounts especially compelling is the possibility that a huge portion of the initiative could be privately funded. The Dells' unprecedented gift hints at a shift in America's philanthropic culture—one in which wealthy families don't simply write checks to existing institutions but directly invest in the economic future of every American child...

Nick and Jonathan are joined by Trevor Sikkema of Pro Football Focus. Also, they question the social media activity of other people at The Fan.

Nick and Jonathan question the social media activity of other people at The Fan.

A federal court denied then–U.S. Virgin Islands Attorney General Denise George's request to freeze the Epstein estate's bank accounts after determining that the extraordinary relief she sought was not supported by the procedural posture of the case. George argued that an immediate freeze was necessary to prevent the dissipation of assets while the territory pursued civil enforcement claims tied to Epstein's sex trafficking operation. The court, however, found that the request did not meet the high legal threshold required for such an action, emphasizing concerns about due process and the absence of a sufficient showing that assets were in imminent danger of being improperly transferred or concealed.The denial had significant consequences for the USVI's broader strategy. Without a freeze in place, the estate retained control over its funds as litigation continued, allowing money to flow toward legal fees, administration costs, and the victims' compensation program. Critics argued that the ruling weakened the territory's leverage and accelerated the depletion of resources that could have supported deeper discovery and enforcement. For George, the decision became emblematic of the systemic barriers facing efforts to aggressively pursue Epstein's estate, reinforcing her claim that legal and institutional structures consistently favored containment and closure over transparency and accountability.to  contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.

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Institutional double standards in sports and politics regarding misconduct and accountability remain a source of controversy.The $6.25 billion donation linked to Trump is viewed as part of a politically motivated demographic strategy involving tax-advantaged child savings funds.Societal challenges to increasing birth rates among white Americans include materialism, economic pressures, and changing gender roles.Historical gender dynamics and systemic oppression are acknowledged but critiqued in the context of modern social and family structures.Women often face challenges in physically demanding roles, with some being placeholders rather than fully integrated members in high-pressure jobs.Corporate legal battles over tariffs illustrate complex intersections of politics, business, and law.Government surveillance and suppression of dissent are a concern, with reports of investigations targeting anti-White House entities.Sexual misconduct scandals permeate political and religious institutions, with social media playing a growing role in exposure.New laws requiring adult children to financially support parents regardless of relationship status raise concerns about fairness and economic strain.Cultural adjustments following migration highlight regional and social identity shifts.The music industry documentary on Diddy reveals deep exploitation and abuse, with victims expressing complex emotional responses.Personal anecdotes illuminate the complexity of male sexual victimization and boundary negotiation, especially in male-dominated environments.Calls for personal accountability and resilience conclude the discussion, emphasizing the need to break cycles of abuse.

Learn how to prepare your money for 2026 and invest retirement savings you hope to leave to your family. How do Americans feel about their money heading into 2026? How should you invest retirement accounts you don't plan to spend so your family can benefit later? The Nerds discuss how to invest a seven‑figure nest egg in workplace retirement plans to help you understand how to balance risk, taxes and legacy goals. But first, senior news writer Anna Helhoski joins hosts Sean Pyles and Elizabeth Ayoola to discuss NerdWallet's 2026 consumer outlook survey, including how confident people feel about their financial security, which potential money setbacks are weighing on them, and what big financial moves and risks they're planning to take in the new year. Then, credit writer Amanda Barroso and investing writer Taryn Phaneuf join Elizabeth to discuss how a retired military listener and their soon‑to‑be-retired spouse might invest $1.2 million they've saved  in a TSP and 403b and  hope to leave to their children and grandchildren. They review  how TSPs and 403bs work and when it might make sense to roll them into IRAs, how to think about asset allocation when you have a long time horizon but may still face surprise retirement costs like long‑term care, and the rules around required minimum distributions and the 10‑year payout window for inherited retirement accounts. They also explore high‑level estate planning choices such as using trusts and keeping beneficiaries up to date, pros and cons of Roth conversions for heirs (including the Roth IRA five‑year rule), and how to balance leaving a legacy with using some money to create meaningful experiences with family during your lifetime. The Roth IRA 5-Year Rule: What to Know https://www.nerdwallet.com/retirement/learn/roth-ira-5-year-rule  Want us to review your budget? Fill out this form — completely anonymously if you want — and we might feature your budget in a future segment! https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLScK53yAufsc4v5UpghhVfxtk2MoyooHzlSIRBnRxUPl3hKBig/viewform?usp=header In their conversation, the Nerds discuss: 2026 financial outlook, economic outlook 2026, rising prices 2026, inflation 2026, emergency fund savings, how much emergency fund should I have, save 1000 emergency fund, pay off high interest debt, avalanche vs snowball debt payoff, debt consolidation options, nonprofit credit counseling, crypto investing risks, invest in AI stocks, start a business 2026, buying a home in 2026, financial anxiety, Gen Z finances, women and money stress, stock market crash preparation, and TSP investment strategy. To send the Nerds your money questions, call or text the Nerd hotline at 901-730-6373 or email podcast@nerdwallet.com. Like what you hear? Please leave us a review and tell a friend. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Get your customized planning started by scheduling a no-cost discovery call: http://bit.ly/calltruewealth Roth IRAs and Roth 401(k)s are powerful tools — but most people use them without a clear strategy. In this episode, Tyler Emrick, CFA®, CFP®, breaks down how to think about Roth accounts before retirement, after retirement, and even how they impact your spouse and your legacy. We'll explore how to decide between pre-tax and Roth contributions while you're still working, why your tax bracket today may not be your tax bracket in the future, and how early retirees can position assets to maximize ACA healthcare credits Then, in retirement, we dive into one of the biggest planning questions: Should you prioritize Roth conversions or taxable gain harvesting? We explain the differences, how each affects your tax bill, and why IRMAA, NIIT, and future cash-flow needs all play a major role. Here's some of what we discuss in this episode:

Mike Allen, Director of Advocacy for Focus Ireland, discusses the data for the level of homelessness in Dublin over the past ten years.

Der Besenwagen steht im Labor von Dr. Sebastian Rösler. Der Auspuff ist mit einem Schlauch an das Atemgas-Messgerät angeschlossen. Mit verschiedenen Instrumenten wird der Hubraum ausgemessen und die Drehzahlen gezählt. Alle Daten vom Leistungstest werden über die Autoantenne sofort an den MATS Coach übermittelt und vom KI-Zwilling analysiert. Wie viel PS können wir 2026 noch rausholen?

Starting next year, babies born from 2025 to 2028 can receive $1,000 to start investment accounts. The initiative has gotten corporate America excited, with financial institutions vying for a role in the program, and philanthropists like Dell Technologies CEO Michael Dell pledging billions of dollars in donations. WSJ's Alexander Saeedy unpacks how the accounts work and why Wall Street is buzzing about them. Jessica Mendoza hosts. Further Listening: - Closing the Wealth Gap With a Trust Fund for Babies - The Nvidia CEO's Quest to Sell Chips in China - Inside Intel's Deal With the U.S. Government Sign up for WSJ's free What's News newsletter. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

KJ breaks down this tragic story of a shooting in Alexandria, Louisiana during the fall of 2018 involving a wife, Kayla Giles Coutee murdering her estranged husband, Thomas Coutee,Jr., an MMA fighter and Welding Instructor at an Alexandria Wal-Mart during a custody exchange. Chapters 06:42 Thomas and Kayla  07:11 The 911 Call16:42 The Shooting Incident19:43 Aftermath of the Shooting32:08 Video Evidence Review46:43 Battered Woman Syndrome Discussion50:43 Children's Accounts of Violence59:36 Kayla's Arrest and Charges1:00:37 New Evidence Emerges

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On this episode of Chit Chat Stocks, we talk with Abdul Al-Asaad, founder of Basic Capital. You may have seen this company and its viral introductory video on its debt-driven 401k product, which sparked heated debates across the financial world. So, we wanted to sit down and interview Abdul about what Basic Capital is actually doing. We discuss:(00:00) Introduction(06:27) Innovative Financing in the 401k Space(13:20) Understanding Debt Structures and Risk Management(20:19) Investment Strategies and Asset Allocation(30:41) Customizing Investment Strategies(31:28) Identifying the Ideal Customer(33:45) Understanding the 401k Landscape(37:04) Building a Product for Workers(38:47) Exploring Risk and Leverage(45:15) Basic Capital's Business Model(52:15) The Ideal Investment Portfolio*****************************************************Sign up for our stock research service, Emerging Moats: emergingmoats.com *********************************************************************Chit Chat Stocks is presented by Interactive Brokers. Get professional pricing, global access, and premier technology with the best brokerage for investors today: https://www.interactivebrokers.com/ Interactive Brokers is a member of SIPC. *********************************************************************Fiscal.ai is building the future of financial data.With custom charts, AI-generated research reports, and endless analytical tools, you can get up to speed on any stock around the globe. All for a reasonable price. Use our LINK and get 15% off any premium plan: ⁠https://fiscal.ai/chitchat *********************************************************************Disclosure: Chit Chat Stocks hosts and guests are not financial advisors, and nothing they say on this show is formal advice or a recommendation.

In this packed episode, Tara breaks down everything from the exploding wave of road-rage shootings to the European Union's stunning attempt to regulate American political speech.

Most entrepreneurs stay stuck for one simple reason: they do bookkeeping for taxes, not for leadership. They record their numbers, send them to the accountant, hope the IRS is happy… and then cross their fingers the rest of the year. But, you can't lead a business with guesses, gut feelings, or your bank balance alone.  In this episode, Danielle Hayden, reformed corporate CFO and founder of Kickstart Accounting, Inc., covers the same systems she used as a corporate CFO in boardrooms with top executives and brings them to entrepreneurs through Kickstart's 3-step framework, so you can stop guessing and start leading like a CEO.  Key Takeaways:  Bookkeeping with Intention: Most business owners treat bookkeeping like a chore—something to check off for tax time. But messy books create messy data, and messy data leads to bad decisions. At Kickstart, we use bookkeeping with intention: A strategic chart of accounts Every transaction categorized with purpose No random QuickBooks buckets When your data is clean and intentional, it becomes insight, not noise.  The Snapshot: Once your financial foundation is solid, you need clarity you can actually see. That's where the Snapshot comes in—a simple, visual report that shows: Revenue and profit trends Top five expenses Net income Where your cash is actually going One client came to us making $400,000/year but was constantly overdrafting. Once she saw her Snapshot, she discovered her contractor expenses had quietly jumped 30%. Within 90 days she was able to course-correct and become profitable again. That's not luck, it's leadership through clarity.  The Strategic System: Knowing your numbers is one thing. Using them is where everything changes. Our strategic system helps you turn data into direction, month after month. Kickstart clients receive: A personalized Snapshot  A monthly financial theme created by Danielle based on what we're seeing across hundreds of businesses. Weekly Business by The Books episodes that unpack each theme Financial education videos The Kickstart Kit worksheets – The same tools Danielles uses to run her own seven-figure company Together, these create a rhythm that keeps you focused, aligned, and growing. Topics Discussed: (00:00) Intro: Why Entrepreneurs Stay Stuck & The Problem with "Bookkeeping for Taxes" Only (00:58) Danielle's Experience as a Corporate CFO & What Entrepreneurs are Missing (02:41) Step 1: Bookkeeping with Intention & Building a Strategic Chart of Accounts (04:39) Promo Break: Kickstart Accounting's "Check Your Books" Service (05:52) Step 2: The Snapshot – Your Monthly Clarity Dashboard  (07:33) Real Client Example of How Clarity Leads to Quicker Course Correction (08:20) Step 3: The Strategic System – Tools & Resources That Turn Numbers Into Action  (11:34) Leading Like a CEO & Your Roadmap to Getting Unstuck  (14:43) Outro: Like, Share and Subscribe!   Resources: Check Your Books | kickstartaccountinginc.com/checkyourbooks  CFO Services | https://kickstartaccountinginc.com/the-cfo-solution/   Book a Call with Kickstart Accounting, Inc.: https://kickstartaccountinginc.com/book-a-call/    Connect with Kickstart Accounting, Inc.: Instagram | https://www.instagram.com/Kickstartaccounting YouTube | https://www.youtube.com/@businessbythebooks  Facebook | https://www.facebook.com/kickstartaccountinginc  

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Simon and Dan kick off this episode with a clear, beginner-friendly walkthrough of the main Canadian investment accounts. If you’re not sure which account to pick or you need a refresher, the first half of this episode is for you. TFSA, RRSP, FHSA, RESP, taxable and locked-in accounts, Simon and Dan go over how they work, when they make the most sense, and the biggest pitfalls to avoid (like TFSA over-contributions and RRSP withholding tax surprises). It’s a perfect primer to share with friends and family who want to start investing but aren’t sure which account to use. If you’re already familiar with these accounts, in the 2nd half of the episode Simon and Dan go over 5 stocks on their radar. Tickers of stocks discussed: WSP.TO, TIH.TO, PD.TO, TECK-B.TO, TSM Check out our portfolio by going to Jointci.com Our Website Our New Youtube Channel! Canadian Investor Podcast Network Twitter: @cdn_investing Simon’s twitter: @Fiat_Iceberg Braden’s twitter: @BradoCapital Dan’s Twitter: @stocktrades_ca Want to learn more about Real Estate Investing? Check out the Canadian Real Estate Investor Podcast! Apple Podcast - The Canadian Real Estate Investor Spotify - The Canadian Real Estate Investor Web player - The Canadian Real Estate Investor Asset Allocation ETFs | BMO Global Asset Management Sign up for Fiscal.ai for free to get easy access to global stock coverage and powerful AI investing tools. Register for EQ Bank, the seamless digital banking experience with better rates and no nonsense.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We're in December so you know what that means... Actionable planning as the year closes — from Required Minimum Distributions to Roth conversions, backdoor Roth execution, QCD mistakes, and avoiding IRS withholding penalties. Jeremiah and Nic unpack overlooked tax traps, including misreported charitable transfers, improper Roth documentation, Form 8606 errors, and how retirees get hit with avoidable interest and penalties. Also something new to look forward to: Trump Accounts. The guys break down how these federally seeded children's investment accounts work, eligibility timelines, contribution rules, investment limitations, tax treatment, distribution penalties, automatic setup, and whether politics should influence planning. They compare these to 529 plans, UTMAs, custodial IRAs, trusts, and simple brokerage accounts while showing when each shines — and when giving an 18-year-old control can be dangerous. Plus, we get practical strategies for gifting, legacy planning, educating children about money, and using investment accounts as tools for skill-building rather than entitlement. Everything from tax efficiency, Social Security concerns, behavioral finance, and new policy mechanics.   Listen, Watch, Subscribe, Ask! https://www.therealmoneypros.com Hosts: Jeremiah Bates & Nic Daniels ————————————————————— Ataraxis PEO https://ataraxispeo.com Tree City Advisors of Apollon: https://www.treecityadvisors.com Apollon Wealth Management: https://apollonwealthmanagement.com/ —————————————————————

In this episode of the Transform Sales Podcast, Eddie Bello, Marketplace Specialist at CloudTask, sits down with Sayanta Ghosh, CEO of Nurturev. They discuss how Nurturev's AI-driven marketing automation platform empowers enterprise sales teams to identify key decision-makers, prioritize high-value accounts, and drive predictable growth. By offering actionable insights and streamlining account-based marketing efforts, Nurturev enables sales teams to capitalize on expansion opportunities quickly and efficiently. Try Nurturev here: https://software.cloudtask.com/nurturev-83554a #SalesAutomation #AIForSales #AccountBasedMarketing

We share our favorite financial apps, surprising life hacks, money mantras and quotes we live by, and life-changing purchases. Also discover the credit cards we use daily, our preferred High-Yield Savings Accounts (HYSAs) and index funds, and the one trick that finally helped us quit impulse spending. And in what you've come to expect from us, we discuss a million other things along the way. Get the full show notes, show references, and more information here: https://www.insideoutmoney.org/140-financial-favorites-our-top-accounts-hacks-purchases-index-funds-and-more/

IRS publishes preliminary guidance on Trump Accounts and the tax credit for Scholarship Granting Organizations (SGOs).

Listen to all my reddit storytime episodes in the background in this easy playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL_wX8l9EBnOM303JyilY8TTSrLz2e2kRGThis is the Redditor podcast! Here you will find all of Redditor's best Reddit stories from his YouTube channel. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Pipe Bomber Arrest (Main News Story) After nearly five years, the FBI arrested Brian J. Cole Jr., accused of planting pipe bombs near the DNC and RNC headquarters on January 5, 2021. The discussion criticizes the Biden administration for delaying the investigation despite having evidence early on. Quotes from Pam Bondi and Dan Bongino emphasize that the arrest was achieved through renewed focus under the Trump administration, not new tips. Raises questions about accountability for prior DOJ and FBI leadership. Three Major White House Events Monday: Signing of the Medals Act, authored by Cruz, which triples the monthly stipend for Medal of Honor recipients from $1,400 to $5,600. Tuesday: Launch of Trump Accounts, a financial initiative aimed at creating investment accounts for every child in America, seeded with $1,000 and allowing contributions up to $5,000 annually. Michael and Susan Dell pledged $6.25 billion to support this program. Wednesday: Announcement of rolling back CAFE standards and EV mandates to reduce car prices and improve safety. The policy aims to lower costs, increase consumer choice, and restore steel in car manufacturing for safety. Please Hit Subscribe to this podcast Right Now. Also Please Subscribe to the 47 Morning Update with Ben Ferguson and The Ben Ferguson Show Podcast Wherever You get You're Podcasts. And don't forget to follow the show on Social Media so you never miss a moment! Thanks for Listening YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@VerdictwithTedCruz/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/verdictwithtedcruz X: https://x.com/tedcruz X: https://x.com/benfergusonshowYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@VerdictwithTedCruzSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today's first terrifying tale of terror is ‘My Grandmother Used to Keep Me in the Pantry', an original story by Mammoth Formal 1, kindly shared directly with me for the express purpose of having me exclusively narrate it here for you all. https://www.reddit.com/user/MammothFormal1/ We follow that up with ‘I'm Being Forced to Act Out a Kids Cartoon for Children with Serious Issues', a brilliant original work by Trash Tia, shared directly with me via my sub-reddit and read to you all with the author's express permission: https://www.reddit.com/user/Trash_Tia/ Tonight's next nightmarish tale of the macabre is ‘The Real Reason for Australia's Panic Buying...', an original work by 1 Happy Hermit, shared directly with me for the express purpose of having me narrate it here for you all: https://www.reddit.com/user/1_Happy_Hermit/ Today's closing tale of terror is all four parts of ‘A Survivor's Accounts of the Depraved Funhouse: The Balloon', a wonderful original work by Corpse Child, kindly shared directly with me via my subreddit and read here with the author's express permission: https://www.reddit.com/user/Corpse_Child/

Riley Gaines unpacks the unexpected twist of Nicki Minaj cheering Trump's child savings accounts and Sabrina Carpenter blasting the White House for enforcing immigration law. She explains what the Trump Accounts really are, why they matter for families, and what this celebrity divide reveals. She also shares highlights from her White House Christmas visit and reflects on the victims whose stories are being ignored. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

You might have heard this week the investment of billions of private dollars from the Dell family in a new "Trump account" for American babies and minors. The Assistan Secretary for Financial Markets at the U.S. Treasury - Luke Pettit joins the show to explain how it works and how you or your kids can qualify. In Michigan, another big senate seat is up for grabs and the Republican who got close last time is trying again - veteran and former Congressman Mike Rogers joins Stigall. We also talk with legislators from Indiana like Erin Houchin doing interesting work to combat minors accessing social media without parental consent. And Congressman Andy Biggs who's running for governor in Arizona discusses census reforms around illegal immigration and what it's done to costs of everything in the country. Plus, Stigall is challenged by a caller who says he's not speaking out about some podcasters' claims surrounding Charlie Kirk's murder. Let's just say, it set Stigall off! -For more info visit the official website: https://chrisstigall.comInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/chrisstigallshow/Twitter: https://twitter.com/ChrisStigallFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/chris.stigall/Listen on Spotify: https://tinyurl.com/StigallPodListen on Apple Podcasts: https://bit.ly/StigallShowSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Earlier this week, President Donald Trump launched the "Trump Accounts" savings program for children. With a $6.25 billion investment from Michael and Susan Dell and the passage of the "Big Beautiful Bill" this past summer, every newborn becomes eligible for $1,000, which is invested in the stock market by private firms. This money can be accessed when the child turns 18. The Trump administration and its supporters say the program will help children from low-income households build wealth and even plan for retirement. Fox Business contributor Gary Kaltbaum joins the FOX News Rundown: Evening Edition to break down the Trump Accounts, how they could improve America's financial literacy, and whether they could encourage families to have even more children. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Steve Forbes praises the new "Trump Accounts" and points to the $6.5 billion donation by Michael and Susan Dell to help fund those of 25 million American children.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Secretary of War Pete Hegseth forcefully defends the second strike on a suspected drug-trafficking vessel at the latest cabinet meeting, while President Trump and other cabinet members weighed in. Republican Matt Van Epps wins the closely-watched Tennessee special election. Minnesota Governor Tim Walz faces intensifying backlash as federal and congressional investigators dig into more than a billion dollars in alleged fraud tied to state programs. Michael and Susan Dell unveil a historic $6.25 billion gift to fund Trump investment accounts for 25 million American children. Lean: Visit https://BrickhouseSale.com for 30% off Riverbend Ranch: Visit https://riverbendranch.com/ | Use promo code MEGYN for $20 off your first order. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Today we break down the GOP's big TN-7 win, Scott Jennings torching Aftyn Behn, Gov. Noem pushing a travel ban, and Trump unloading on countries that have been ripping us off for years.We also get into Mayor Jacob Frey jumping in to defend Minnesota's Somali community, Batya Ungar-Sargon calling out CNN spin, Scott Bessent's insight on America's future, and Marco Rubio praising Trump's motives.Later in the show, Candace Owens drama reaches another level, Odell Beckham Jr. complains about a $100M contract, Rosie O'Donnell gives her daughter TDS, and TikTok delivers absolute madness.SUPPORT OUR SPONSORS TO SUPPORT OUR SHOW!For a limited time, try OneSkin for 15% off using code CHICKS at https://Oneskin.co/ChicksAfter you purchase, they'll ask you where you heard about them. Please support our show and tell them we sent you.  Head to https://RepublicanRed.com and use code CHICKS today to grab a case and keep the debate—and the good times—going all holiday season long! Save $5 off your order, and don't forget to join their mailing list for exclusive offers.Check out Angel's biggest survival story. Join the Angel Guild today. Go to https://Angel.com/ChicksOnTheRight. Watch the Homestead movie, then stream Homestead: The Series exclusively on Angel. Skip the stress and overpriced designer gifts this season—give comfort and confidence with True Classic. Visit https://TrueClassic.com/CHICKS for perfect gifts that fit everyone on your list.

The news to know for Wednesday, December 3, 2025! We're talking about President Trump's latest controversial pardon — this time, a foreign leader convicted of flooding the U.S. with drugs. Also, we'll tell you where ICE is heading next, as the latest immigration crackdown focuses on people from one particular country. Plus: a surprise boost for so-called "Trump Accounts" for kids, a first-of-its-kind lawsuit pitting one American city against ultra-processed foods, and a Netflix show that's breaking records and moving to the big screen. Those stories and even more news to know in about 10 minutes!    Join us every Mon-Fri for more daily news roundups!  See sources: https://www.theNewsWorthy.com/shownotes Become an INSIDER to get AD-FREE episodes here: https://www.theNewsWorthy.com/insider Get The NewsWorthy MERCH here: https://thenewsworthy.dashery.com/ Sponsors: Find gifts so good you'll want to keep them with Quince. Go to Quince.com/newsworthy for free shipping on your order and 365-day returns. Ready to give your liver the support it deserves? Head to dosedaily.co/newsworthy or enter NEWSWORTHY to get 35% off your first subscription. To advertise on our podcast, please reach out to ad-sales@libsyn.com

On a very serious and import edition of Breitbart News Daily, our host, Mike Slater, speaks frankly about the Trump accounts and how they should be both good and bad for the young people of this country.Following that opener, Slater talks about the hidden dangers of online computer games like Roblox and why you owe it to your kids to keep them OFF of those services. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.