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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 18 Even if you know who you crawl into bed with, be surprised. In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.   You will never see tomorrow's sunrise or yesterday's night. Caught In the Middle My clothing melted away as I slowly made my way to the bed. On the far side, Mercy reclined with some degree of expectation and happiness on her face. Her hands were cuffed over her head and her thighs showed some degree of vaginal stimulation by Rio. Last night Rio had taken it slow and gentle with her. Tonight, I imagined that Rio was going to tear a chunk off, so to speak. On the closer side of the bed rested Brandi (on the outside), Opal, Paige and Barbie Lynn. Barbie Lynn was pretending to be disinterested, throwing a yawn into the act; Paige's eyes were riveted on me; Opal acted as if she was smitten with me as well; and Brandi knew something was going on but wasn't sure what it was. Poor Paige was about to be ambushed. "Hey, my petit Принцесса," I simmered at Paige as I crawled up the bed toward her. It was clear she wanted to be center stage tonight, but she kept dragging along her body issues she'd felt thrust upon her years ago. A woman doesn't have to be busting out of a D-cup, have an hourglass shape, or the face of a Victoria's Secret model to pull a man's eye in for a feast. I got to Paige's ankles and the confidence of her smile shown through. She pulled her legs up and prepared to slip off her panties. "No you don't," I cautioned her as I grabbed her ankles and pulled her down toward me. "What did you call her?" Brandi chimed in. "I'm pretty sure that means 'Princess' in Russian," I replied in a husky voice, my eyes still soaking up Paige's beauty. "I once saw a Swedish art house film translated over to Russian in a Bangkok theater." "That's freaky-weird," Mercy remarked, running her fingers along her collar. "You can recall a word from a film in a language you don't even understand." "It had to do with a woman," Barbie Lynn grinned at Mercy before turning to me. "He's like that, and I love him for it." Paige looked from Mercy to Barbie Lynn to me, and that was her mistake. "Hey!" Paige squawked as Barbie Lynn and Opal grabbed her wrists and forearms, maneuvering them over her head. She struggled with Barbie Lynn and Opal but they were far more athletic than she was. I settled in between her legs and began kissing the insides of her upper thighs. "No," Paige began moaning as Barbie Lynn and Opal began sucking on her breasts through her sheer bra. Rio came striding into the room still stark naked but now carrying a large bowl of Neapolitan ice cream covered in chocolate syrup and a cherry. She rounded the bed and stutter-stepped. "Crap," she muttered. "Take this," Rio put the bowl on Mercy's quivering stomach, "I've got to get something for my Spank-o-matic." Spank-o-matic was her pet name for Barbie Lynn. Opal moved her lips up Paige's chest to her throat. Barbie Lynn, on the other side, jumped past Opal by going straight from the nipple to the ear. Since Opal was on her side, Brandi was able to straddle her and lean over to Paige's chest. She rolled up Paige's bra, temporarily pinching those pale pink nipples. "Iiieee!" Paige jolted. "Watch, her protests were buried by Opal's lips clamping down on Paige's and their tongues starting to play tag. Brandi continued her attack on Paige by popping her mouth over the breast closest to Barbie Lynn and swirling the nipple with her tongue, Opal had been doing a good job showing Brandi how to share pleasure. "Good God!" Brandi exalted. "This one tastes like cherries." Paige stifled a sob as Brandi went down for a second taste. I imagine Paige wanted me to discover this inventive little twist. I began rubbing her panties with my nose and kissing her panty covered cunt. I rolled my lips back and forth over her cunt. "Why are you doing this to me?" Paige whimpered once she broke her lips free from Opal's embrace. "Honey, do you think none of us noticed how much you make Zane smile?" Barbie Lynn drawled. "It isn't like he'd tell us what turned him on about you, Paige, so Barbie and I decided to find out for ourselves," Opal added. "Zane?" Paige begged for understanding. "I had no part of this, but once I saw Opal and Barbie Lynn closing in for the kill, I decided to play along because, quite frankly, you are so tasty," I confessed. "Brandi, please, I can't think straight with you nipping at my breasts like that," Paige pleaded. "Umm," Brandi mumbled before releasing her suction on Paige's breast. "Tell me what flavor the other one is. Is it cherry too?" Never more than an inch away, Brandi fell back to Paige's pale but painfully aroused nipple. "No," Paige wailed. "I want Zane to find out, ah, strawberry," she finally gasped out. "Let me sample it first, Brandi," I requested. Brandi shot me a peek down past her naked breast and gave me a wink. Barbie Lynn took advantage of Paige's distress, kissing her deeply and passionately. "Honey," Barbie panted to Paige, "is there anywhere else you want to be?" "I, no," Paige managed to get out. Opal tilted Paige's head toward her and took in a full kiss. "You are so eminently fuckable," Opal purred. Before Paige could respond, Barbie Lynn drew Paige back in. Within seconds, Paige was working in a three-way tug-of-passion with Opal and Barbie Lynn tongues. Brandi was letting her tongue wander from Paige's right nipple down to her belly and below until we kissed. Before and after that we worked down her panties until I finally cast them aside. I did a push up, Brandi wiggled underneath me, pressing her delicious tush against my raging rod, and I switched positions to where Brandi had been. Her left nipple really did taste like strawberries. I figured she'd used strawberry jam in a light enough glaze that its sugary redness was perfectly camouflaged by the pale pink of her areolas, freaking clever girl. Paige tilted her head away from her playmates long enough to see if I was the participant in question and if I enjoyed the experience. "Umm, damn clever," I murmured. "I've never thought of doing that before." Her eyes positively flared triumphantly at the news. "Well," Paige gasped, "you have only a, mediocre, intellect," she finished purring because Opal and Barbie Lynn's fingers and lips were driving her to distraction. "I still don't understand." Paige struggled for a breath between amorous attentions. "You pretty, pretty girl," Opal soothed seductively. "You are the most beautiful creature here tonight. Tomorrow morning the contest goes on, but tonight you are the Grand Prize winner, mainly, you've won us," she indicated herself, Barbie Lynn and Brandi. For other girls, they had often been called beautiful, pretty, and had reason to believe they were the hottest woman in the room. That had never been Paige; she had pride and pride to spare but that had always been based on her smarts. Her smarts were how she had ensnared me and while she knew I saw her as a beautiful creature, she largely believed I was alone in that assessment, until now. The borderline panic that had been residing inside Paige evaporated as all that energy turned into boiling sexual expression. It wasn't until Brandi was sucking deeply on her cunt that Paige realized I'd withdrawn to the foot of the bed. "Zane?" she panted as she raised her head once more and looked for me. "Paige, trust me; you are doing fantastic without me. Besides, we have most of the night. Once they have had all they can take from you, you are all mine," I grinned wickedly. She lowered her head back slowly and let Barbie Lynn and Opal hold her down and dominate her affections. "Mercy, wouldn't it be nice if some hottie wanted you as much as those bitches want Paige?" Rio teased her playmate. Mercy's immediate reaction was drowned out by her shudder as Rio dolloped a spoon full of ice cream onto her breast just above the nipple. The 'near miss' was torture enough for the girl. "Yes, one does," shivered Mercy. "Have you been letting someone else sample your goodies which are rightfully mine?" Rio quizzed her as she lapped up the ice cream as it melted toward Mercy's neck. "No," Mercy squeaked. "The only hottie in my life is you." "Wait; did I give you permission to speak?" Rio changed the direction of her attack. "Yes," Mercy gulped, "I mean, you asked me a question." Rio shimmied up until she was resting her crotch on Mercy's hips. She then took Mercy's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, twisting them and pulling them up painfully. "That definitely sounded like you were being a smart-ass," Rio declared authoritatively. "Were you being a smart-ass, my cum-bunny?" "Eeep!" Mercy squealed from the pain. "Which answer do you want to hear?" Rio's eyes grew wide. She rolled her body forward until they were breast to breast and chin to chin. "Oh, yes, you are being a clever little wench. No matter what I say, you are going to say the opposite because you want me to take ownership of your lush, big-titties body, don't you?" Rio teased. "Yes?" Mercy hesitantly guessed. "Sorry, but you can't piss me off tonight, you annoying cunt," Rio taunted. Of course, 'annoy' was Rio and Mercy's key word for loving one another. "I've already got something horrible planned for this evening and you aren't going to distract me." Mercy noticeably perked up at that announcement. "I promise this is going to tear you up inside and out too," Rio gloated. Rio dismounted Mercy and scampered to her personal toy drawer. She gathered up several preselected goods and strode confidently back to Mercy's side. "Zane, I could use a hand," she called out as her goods spilled out of her hands. Mercy looked on attentively but didn't risk Rio's wrath by speaking. "Sure, what do you need?" I inquired as I crawled over carefully so as not to disturb the ladies on my side of the bed. Rio lubed up a slender steel vibrator. "Here, hold this (a vibrator) in place," Rio directed me to press the device's point against Mercy's clit with the trigger on her belly. I did it and was curious to figure out what Rio had planned. Rio presented her 'normal' strap-on, grinned at me, then started rubbing it on Mercy. I had to smile at her imagination but I had a feeling Mercy hadn't totally clued in yet to what the plan was. Rio began pouring lubricant over the artificial cock, the other vibrator, and then over a small series of anal beads, anal beads? When did I get anal beads? "AK!" Mercy gasped as the first bead was pushed in. "What was that?" "Shut up, Ass-angel," Rio smirked, "only a few more to go, so suck it up and be my bitch." As this new form of sexual expression was going on before me, a thought occurred. "Rio, you borrowed my credit card and car, didn't you?" I whispered. Rio's response was a maniacal grin. Mercy on the other hand, "Zane, I'm sorry," then Rio slapped Mercy's thigh, "Ow! She said she had your, Ouch!, permission." "I'm cool with it, Mercy, but Rio's license was suspended so next time you need to do the driving," I consoled the girl. Rio was too happy with herself to become overly upset with our little conversation. As if she was trying to prove how crazy/inventive she could be, Rio began putting the strap-on on, Mercy. Even as she fitted it snugly in place the realization was coming over Mercy. She desperately wanted to ask Rio something but was too torn up by Rio's glee to ruin the moment. Rio stroked Mercy's artificial cock a few times to make sure it was totally lubricated. "Okay," Rio cooed to Mercy as she mounted her stomach, "I'm going to make this easy on you because you are annoyingly child-like. When I rub your breasts," Rio let her hands settle and caress Mercy's tits, "it means I want you to pump me slow and easy." "When I pull your delicious nipples like this," Rio yanked and Mercy bucked up and grunted in pain, "I want you to hammer me as hard as you can. Does any part of my instructions confuse your little mind?" Mercy shook her head, indicating her understanding, but a definite sense of joy was coming over her countenance. She knew how good being penetrated felt and Rio trusted her to return the favor. Only when Rio's hip rotations rubbed the dildo into Rio's cunt did Mercy protest. "Rio, that's your, your cunt?" Mercy pleaded softly. Remaining incredibly unpredictable, Rio leaned down to Mercy's face and kissed her with tenderness. "Mercy-babe, I haven't been a virgin for some time. Stupid shit-long ago-let's not talk about it right now," Rio whispered. "Rio, I lo, I've never found anyone more annoying than you," Mercy breathed back. "I never thought I would." "That's your problem," Rio laughed quietly. "It is my job to do all the thinking while you look all hot, sweaty, and sexy. Am I going to have to hammer your tight asshole to make my point clear?" "Please?" Mercy perked up. Rio responded with some serious tongue-on-tongue play accompanied by intense mammary stimulation before speaking. "Maybe," Rio teased, "but someone has to get my rocks off before I contemplate anything else, so get to it." Rio began a series of rotations and presses to work the strap-on further into her cunt. After a few motions, Mercy fell into a sympathetic rhythm and was rocking up when Rio stopped, making Rio's ride one continuous penetration. Rio kept an intense eye-lock with Mercy as she took the plastic cock. She playfully tugged at her own lower lip as her breathing picked up a pace. "I think you've been fucking dozens of other sluts behind my back," Rio expressed deeply. "So have you been jumping some poor girl in the showers? Do you press them up against the wall and tear up those untouched cunts, or do you bend them over facing the wall and bugger those virgin assholes? " "No, no, I haven't," Mercy whimpered. "But you've wanted to," Rio teased her through increasingly hearty pants. "No, Mercy gulped. "So, you've never wanted to bend me over a sofa out there and make me squeal with pleasure?" Rio persisted in a mysterious tone. Mercy squeezed her eyes shut and turned away. "So if I ordered you to surprise me some night, jump me, bend me over and stir me up inside like only a wanton fuck-bunny could, you wouldn't do what I commanded, my Whore?" Rio taunted. "No," Mercy replied desperately as she looked upon Rio's face once more, "I would do that for you." "Do you know why?" Rio whispered. Mercy had no thoughts she could articulate. "You'll do it because you are Mine, I own you and you will do whatever is necessary to make me happy. You are going to tell me every dark little secret you hide in the horniest, sexiest part of your mind; every fantasy you have, every thought that makes you wet, and I'm going to make you live them out. You won't try to hide any from me because you know that if you lie, when I figure them out eventually, and I will figure them all out, I'm simply going to fulfill them with some other hottie I pick up instead of you. Is that what you want?" "No," Mercy whispered. "So every kinky, freaked-out, sexy over-the-top thing you want to do, you are going to tell me about, even though you know I'm going to force you to do it?" Rio scolded. "Yes," Mercy continued quietly. "If you don't tell me or you refuse to do what I say, I'm going to start selling you to motorcycle gangs and frat parties and find someone I can trust instead. All you can do is obey because I have total control over you, and if you don't you know how crazy I can be; clear enough for you, Butt-Slut?" Rio closed the trap. "I'll do whatever you want," Mercy responded; liberated by Rio from any guilt she might have. Now she could still be the Good Girl, only now she was one forced to do bad things against her will. Rio would soak up all the 'badness' in their relationship, be the one she could blame, and Mercy found that overwhelmingly, annoying. It was enough to make Mercy want to annoy Rio for years and years to come. "Good girl," Rio stroked her cheek. "Enough talking; shut the fuck up and start pounding this cunt until I squirt and scream." Mercy was a moment too slow so Rio began working over her nipples energetically and painfully. It got the desired effect; Mercy propelled her hips up so forcefully Rio rose over an inch off the dildo. "Wow, better than a whole year of horse-riding lessons," Rio giggled. "Oh, before I forget, I have one more treat for my personal prostitute." She reached down to the top of the vibrator and cut it on to the medium setting, shooting a jolt straight to Mercy's clit. "Oh, God!" Mercy gasped. "You are so annoying I had to think of something special just for you, Butter-cunt. I bet those vibrations feel great against that juicy clit of yours," Rio teased, and Mercy nodded vigorously in response. I had to consider that it wasn't two weeks ago that fundamentalist Mercy had been weeping on top of me, crying that her life was over because I had gently masturbated her once. Now she was working out 1,001 Nights of Pleasure with one of the greatest perverts I knew, who says you never see miracles anymore? As turned my attention back to Paige's prize, I noted a small black wooden paddle Rio must have tossed Barbie Lynn's way right behind her rump. Feeling inspired, I rolled back to Mercy and Rio, reached around to retrieve the lube, and began slinking up on Barbie from behind. Barbie Lynn was totally drawn into the play around Paige so ignored me. Opal and Barbie Lynn were orchestrating sensitive excitement from the top of Paige's pale haired head to the flat plain that flowed from her ribs down past her hips. Barbie Lynn had told me she was familiar with other female students before she met me. I would have bet that Opal had experimented a time or two. That the two of them could make such compassionate love to Paige was a surprising marvel to me. Paige's normally translucent flesh was blushed red with blood at every point her top two lovers had tantalized with all their kisses and licks. I was sure that if Paige could have found her voice, she would have been singing out to the Heavens with joy. The cause of her physical incapacity was Brandi, who was experimenting on her own style of cunt-licking. I studied Brandi for a minute before I knew what her technique was. She'd flit her tongue back and forth like a tiny motorboat for several seconds then switch to a slow probing action for twice as long before returning to the rapid-fire motion. The result was that Paige would amp up but before she could spike, Brandi would let her cool down before driving her to even greater heights closer to climax once more. I guess I can be a bit of a bastard. The girls were going along so wonderfully yet I still felt I had to indulge in my swelling need. I settled on my knees behind Barbie Lynn and brushed the paddle across that so-perfect ass. She taunted me with that ass, pushing back toward me, increasing its vulnerability, but kept her primary attention on Paige. I repeat: Barbie Lynn is beyond awesome. I reached back and paddled her once. Barbie Lynn took a deep breath but didn't relent. The second spank was harder and the third harder still. It was the fourth one that did the trick. "Oh, God, Yes," Barbie Lynn exclaimed. The great thing was that her body rocked forward and her ginormous breasts brushed over Paige's face. Paige was excited, not lost in orgasm. It took her maybe three milliseconds to latch onto one of Barbie Lynn's tits and engulf an areola in her mouth. Chewing on that nipple came a few seconds later. Barbie Lynn began moaning up a storm and stroking Paige's hair, Opal grinned and fell ravenously on Paige's left nipple, and Brandi went over to full-on clitoral assault mode. Paige gamely held on for almost a minute before she let Barbie Lynn go and proclaimed her immense pleasure. "Oh, all of you, oh, God, I, I can't take, Oh Fuck, Zane!" she ended up screaming. Huh? I had done nearly nothing this session and still there was my undeserved name on a woman's lips. If the girls had resented me I would have totally understood. Instead, Barbie Lynn looked over her shoulder, rubbed a hand along the paddle resting on her ass and smiled. Opal laughed musically. Brandi was beset by Paige's orgasm though. Paige's stocking clad thighs were wrapped tightly around Brandi's head as she thrashed and undulated over the sheets. Brandi kept lapping like a champ because Paige was a copious ejaculator, as I could attest. "Damn, Zane, you can pick 'em," Opal congratulated me. "What? This plan wasn't mine," I confessed. "No, I mean your luck in picking out bed partners is better than mine," Opal explained. "Oh, you were missing a few nights ago. I'm sorry it didn't work out for you. Who did you home in on?" I asked. "Cappadocia," Opal told me. Uh-oh. "I don't think Cappy is ready for a bi-sexual encounter. Besides, she's far too aggressive for you right now," I informed her. "Yeah, we figured that out. We both tried being on top all the time and things sort of fell apart," Opal related to me. "We both did agree you are one hell of a primer for virgins." "Thanks, that's very kind of you," I jibbed. "Oh, wow," Brandi gasped out, finally released by Paige. "That was wild." Brandi backed away from Paige's cunt on all fours before rolling over and resting the back of her head on Paige's thigh. "She's yummy," Brandi giggled. "We should get her over for shower time." Paige was now splayed out, limp, and looking up at the ceiling. "I, I, Paige rasped. "Yes, Sugah?" Barbie Lynn purred down at Paige. "I, I have to do this again," Paige worked out. She followed that up by wrapping a hand into the hair at the back of Barbie Lynn's head and pulling her in for a kiss. "Woot!" Opal shouted. "We got another one. Zane, who is next on the menu?" "How about Vivian?" Brandi suggested. "Okay, ladies, there is no menu. We are not stalking girls down for bi-sexual trysts, and if we were interested in anyone, we should ask Paige for her opinion first," I countered. Paige rapidly disentangled from Barbie Lynn and propped herself up excitedly on her elbows. "Cordelia," she declared defiantly. "Cordelia Dresden, I've always had this secret thing for her, which also involves a little bondage and having her tell me I'm smarter than she is as I torture her with an ostrich feather," Paige finished with a wicked smile. "Thought this out much?" Opal snickered. "Just because Zane was the first person to see me as the devastatingly beautiful woman I am doesn't mean I haven't made contingency plans for when the inevitable happened," Paige was smarmy right back. "Paige, you were sure Zane would take you to his bed?" Barbie Lynn said. "As I recall, those were some shaky few minutes you two had." "Inevitable?" Paige scoffed. "I never doubted for a moment. In fact, I already have him trained." Even Brandi looked askance at that declaration but Paige beamed victoriously. "Zane," Paige grinned sweetly. "Bouncy, bouncy." I sighed, reached over Barbie Lynn, hooked one arm under Paige's arm and around her back while the other was reaching between her legs. I hefted her up and pulled her over on top until she comfortably straddled me. Paige glowed like the Sun. "Holy crap," Opal giggled. "Bouncy, bouncy," Brandi perked up and spoke to me. I wasn't sure what I'd do or say but it turned out I didn't matter. "No, you don't," Paige scolded Brandi. "Get your own command phrase; this phrase is mine." "What happens now?" Brandi prodded. I had the feeling that actual intercourse fascinated her. Paige turned her head away from the woman and looked down on me. She crashed upon my frame in slow motion until she was resting her chin on the top of my sternum and we had to strain to keep eye contact. "Please, Zane, take your mighty cock and put it in my tight, wet cunt. Make me tingle from the tip of my toes up to the ends of my white hairs on the crown of my head," Paige playfully pleaded. "Be gentle because my new-found friends have left me tender and hyper-sensitive all-over." Mighty cock, it isn't like my buddy attracts amorous attention from sequoias or something. My cock is a highly valued member of the team, but come on now, it is a freaking piece of meat. I can certainly get the job done without, Paige looks up and licks her lips while she pants like a famished huntress. Suddenly the last three years of my maturity lose their blood supply as it rushes elsewhere. Oh, well. I'll recall what I was bitching about later. "Okay," I grinned. "Maneuver up and I'll work it in." "I'll help!" Brandi excitedly volunteered. Before I could politely decline, Brand landed on my left leg and was pushing Paige's ass up. Paige was far more amused with the situation than I was and reconciled Brandi's movements with her desires to rise up from straddling to kneeling with one leg up. Brandi took the opportunity to stroke my cock, raised it to the vertical, and dragged it over Paige's cunt. She rested my cock a little far back, or so I thought. Paige thought so too. "Not the ass!" she squeaked. "Not the Butt!" "You want it in your, Brandi hesitated. "Her cunt," Barbie Lynn filled her in. "Yes, it looks so delicate," Brandi wondered. "Well, yes," Paige snipped, "but Zane has taken my virginity. My anus is even smaller than my cunt, and it isn't like Zane isn't already going to pass Cleopatra's Needle through something the size of a dime as it stands." "Did you just call Zane a needle-cock?" snickered Opal. "No," I groaned. "Cleopatra's Needle is an obelisk, like Washington's Monument, except only one-twentieth the size." "Yep," Rio panted from her side of the bed, "she definitely called him 'needle-cock'." "I don't care what you gals call it," Barbie Lynn chuckled. "He can stick me with that cock anytime." "Tell me you love me, Zane," Paige sighed. "I can't. You are absolutely wonderful to me but I can't lie to you even though I think it would make you happy to hear those words," I frowned sadly. "Why can't it be you and me?" she asked but her fatigued smile betrayed no anger. "Eh, the tired old romantic tale: boy loves girl but girl can't, or won't, show affection for him," I related. "How about this story instead," Paige's smile grew. "A post-Apocalyptic tale where you, me, and a select group of other genetically superior women retreat to a remote coastal island, fend off the end of the world, and set about repopulating the Earth over, and over, and over again." "Wait; if I agree does this mean you are going to plot out a way to bring about the end of civilization as we know it?" I questioned. What I didn't question was the reality that Paige would never have children of her own womb, but hell, this was her fantasy; right? "I know where your mind is, Zane Braxton," Paige said softly with tears brimming in her eyes but that smile still on her lips, "and that makes you a wonderful, wonderful man." "Now, please, bouncy, bouncy," that mischievous glint returned to her countenance. In some stories this would be the trigger for me to ram my thunderous love pylon deep into her womb. Or, I could hug her tight and let us express our emotions in some open, healing manner. In my reality, I was still somewhat of a tool to Paige, an object that brought her happiness and fulfillment. I was almost a human person of worth to her too. Paige had arrangements, not friendships, and controlled those relationships with mental domination. I know it would have surprised her and brought forth a torrent of denial if I showed she trusted me, as exhibited by her actions of the past few minutes. Rarely did one love their power drill or hammer and you certainly didn't get all teary-eyed when you read their mind correctly. Brandi steadied and reinforced my cock with a hand as Paige worked her way down. I held Paige by the hips to keep her from trying to move too fast. She was busy concentrating, undoubtedly committing the sensations to memory, I kind of like really smart women. "What does it feel like?" Brandi questioned Paige timidly. "If, you have never been, penetrated, you couldn't understand," Paige panted. "Don't worry about it," Opal cooed to her friend. "We are sophomores so we have nearly three years with Zane here at school. That is plenty of time to talk him into doing the deed." "That shouldn't be hard," Brandi giggled. "I've seen Zane scoping me out. He wants me." "Ha," laughed Barbie Lynn. "If it was that easy, there wouldn't be a virgin in this room. Zane could have woken up that part of me ten times over if his wanting my body was all it took." "Pop your cherry!" Rio shouted, close to climax. "Call it what it is, you dumb bimbo, oh, fuck!" She twisted Mercy's nipples with a violence that caused me pain by just looking. That cued Mercy to pound up into Rio unmercifully. Rio released Mercy's breasts and put her hands to torturing her own nipples. Her orgasm came in seconds. With sheer force of will, Rio fought off her physical spasms until she was body to body with Mercy, Rio's hands cupping Mercy's face and her lips planting fast kisses on Mercy's lips, nose, and eyes. "You are mine, mine, mine," Rio exulted with animalistic fury magically melded with heartwarming compassion. It was coaxed along by the vibrator to her clit, sending Mercy off to her own orgasm. "God mother-fucking damn, Rio," Mercy screamed, "Own, own me; make me yours." "I'm tattooing, your ass, this weekend," Rio whispered and groaned. On my side of the sexual diorama, Paige was still screwing herself down my cock, though Brandi had less to do but more to think about. "I can't decide when I want Zane to do the deed for me," Brandi wondered. "No," I breathed heavily, eyes still on Paige and her radiance, "Brandi, you and I will figure things out when the time is right." "Or you tie him down and ride him like Paige," Opal giggled. "Bouncy, bouncy," Paige panted through her chuckle, "It is not just a catchy jingle. It is the recipe for romantic success." "You talk too much, Princess," I emphasized with a thrust deep into her womb, "I think it is time to start your interrogation." She sizzled and I had a dark desire to feel her body heat burn me so we quickly figured out how we could get along. "Roll over, Pound cake," Rio ordered as she worked the strap-on off Mercy. "I've got all sorts of issues to work out and your priceless backside is my destination of choice. Buck up, Buttercup, stick out that ass and get ready for some furious pent-up teenage aggression." I was stunning that the friction Mercy generated as she spun over in the sheets didn't set the bed on fire. She wasn't on all fours but her ass was raised at a four-five degree angle and quivering in her desire. Rio affixed her tool of choice before allowing her gaze to bask in Mercy's splendor. It took her several seconds before she draped her body over Mercy's back. "I'm going to become so bored with this view," Rio teased, "in about fifty or sixty years." Mercy flexed and undulated her back, ass and thighs against Rio's body. Together the two lovers moaned sensually. "I lied to you," Rio panted into Mercy's ear. "I'm not going to get tired of your body in fifty or sixty years. I'm going to fuck you to death before you hit thirty." Mercy gave some sort of guttural reply which she accentuated by driving her posterior against Rio's artificial cock. It slid up between Mercy's cheeks as opposed to going into her anus but Mercy was certainly energetic enough to keep thrusting. Sometimes I wasn't sure which one was leading the other down the road to impassioned insanity. Afterglow The whispering in my ear had woken me up. I shifted my head toward the noise and saw Paige's elfin head cloaked by her fine white hair. In her slumber, Paige had brought one hand up to her chin and took slow nibbles out of the tip of her thumb. Her body was curled up in a near-fetal ball with her other arm vanishing beneath the sheets. Paige's lips parted and she moaned. "Oh, right there, Brandi, yum, yeah, right there." She rotated the shoulder of her downturned arm and her hips rocked gently beneath the covers, certainly driving those attached fingers against her cunt. She went back to nibbling her thumb and slowly quieted down. Paige was in the middle of the bed so I had to raise my head to peek past her sublime form to see Rio and Mercy who were both facing away, Rio was closer to me with her arms wrapped around and cradling Mercy. Fingers stroked my stomach bringing my head to the other side. Barbie Lynn was snuggled up against me and both her hands rested on my stomach, though only one was rubbing against my abs. The only problem was that Barbie Lynn regularly slept on her side with one hand on me and the other resting under the pillow, plus both hands on my stomach were lefties. I shifted slightly, looked over and tracked the moving hand back to the arm that led to a slumbering Vivian. I swear to God I did nothing to deserve this. I had to think about this for a few seconds. Finally I decided on a little clarity. "Vivian," I whispered as I tapped her hand. From experience I knew she woke slowly so I was patient. "Umm," she smiled dreamily at me. A three-count later her eyes focused enough to match my gaze. "You are in my bed and while I don't mind, I want to make sure you are doubly okay with this," I requested softly. "Opal and Brandi woke me up when they left," Vivian informed me, "and I felt, alone and left out. Are you okay with me being here? Are you going to be able to control yourself?" A few things made sense now. Vivian and her boyfriend had fallen into the habit of cuddling on one of their beds. Before long they were falling asleep comfortably in each other's arms. He woke up, high school boy's hormones racing, and she took a few moments too long to realize what was going on. I gave her bonus points for not hating the guy for taking her virginity and stealing away the bedtime comfort of lying with another person she yearned for. "Vivian, you have my permission to crash on my bed anytime," I smiled warmly. "Barbie Lynn will keep me in check. If you ever want to join me and no one else is around, I keep some restraints, left dresser, second drawer." "I don't want to tie you down, Zane," she whispered. "Restraints are not only about holding someone down but empowering the other partner. You get to feel comfortable close to me, I don't mind you being close to me one bit, and I don't have to worry about doing something I'll regret," I related. "You learned all of this in rural Thailand?" Vivian mused. "They are an ancient and scholarly people," I countered. "Are we okay?" "We are okay," she responded. "Great," muttered Barbie Lynn, "let's go to sleep because if I wake up, Vivian, I'm going to make you hold my head in your lap while Zane pleasures me from behind." Vivian grinned, rested her head, and closed her eyes. I laid back down and let my vision darken behind sleepy lids. I really felt like hammering Barbie's delicious ass but I knew she was tired and needed her sleep. Besides, she had only said that because she wanted Vivian to go to sleep. "Honey," Barbie Lynn whispered words sweeter than fresh cane sugar, "you had best give me all the long, hard strokes I can stand in the morning or I'm going to leave my own set of teeth and claw marks all over that wonderful body of yours." Normally I should accept the warning and fall asleep immediately but since it is a well proven fact that I have no sense where sex and sensuality are concerned, I was awake for quite a while. When I did wake up, it was brought about by Barbie Lynn rolling away from me. "Vivian," Barbie whispered kindly. Once Vivian was appropriately responsive, "Vivian, I'm about to wake Zane up and make him take that damn fine cock and use those powerful strokes I love to fill up my ass with cum until I scream." "You might want to go back to your sofa until he lifts me to climax," she advised. "On second thought, make that two screams, I'm feeling extra horny this morning." Isn't it wonderful that I get no say in where my cock is going or when I'm going there? I mean, it's not like I'm an adult or we are currently residing in my room. Wait, I am!! I'm sick and tired of this shit and I'm putting my foot down! Barbie Lynn rubs her scrumptious ass cheeks against my thigh and moans like my bitch in heat. I Man-Up; I'll set her straight as soon as I finish fucking her, damn it! Okay, I'll set her straight when I finish fucking her twice, but that's all she's getting from me. Barbie Lynn languidly gets onto her elbows and knees, favoring the sore one. She scoops the tube of lube from under the pillow and pushes it back to me as Vivian shakes her head, scoots off the bed, and makes her way to the exit. I pour some lube onto my palm then rub my hands together to warm it up because I don't want to cruelly use something cold on her vulnerable flesh. "Zane, I need this so bad," Barbie Lynn purrs. "Hammer me, hammer me twice and make me scream." "Oh," I growl, "I intend to." I'm going to nail her good then give her a piece of my mind. "Baby, I know you are taking Iona home this weekend so can you sneak away during lunch and sex me up one more time?" she pleads with a voice rich with need. "Of course I will, Babe," I reply. And then I'll give her a piece of my mind, damn it! "What's wrong, Zane?" Rio asked as she watched me strip my bed. She wasn't offering to help. "Man," I sighed, "sometimes I think I'm nothing more than a tool for sexual release on this campus." "That's surprisingly accurate," she chuckled. "I'm stunned you realized it so quickly." "Realized what?" Iona grinned as she glided into the room, unusually chipper. "Zane realized he's a sex toy, a pleasure slave to our whims," Rio pontificated. Mercy sighed slightly and came over to help me with the bed, as did Iona, and she hadn't even made the mess. "The willingness to give of yourself does not indicate a surrender of your will," Iona countered. "Zane gives and gives freely, without expectation of return." "He is your mirror image if you think about it," Iona continued. "With Zane it is pleasure and with you it is pain." Now you never know which way Rio will go with something like this; Iona was like a kid sister to her but I wasn't totally sure Rio hadn't experimented with patricide, matricide and infanticide along with cannibalism. "Damn, Iona," Rio came up and wrap her arms around Iona's waist from behind, "that's real cool." "Ah, you are welcome?" Iona smiled but with uncertainty. "How about I give you Mercy for a night? You know, a snuggle buddy for you to sleep with. We could dress her in an appropriate nightgown and she could be like a big warm teddy bear for you to cuddle with." "I would rather have Zane dressed up as a cuddly teddy bear," Iona glanced to me. "Oh, hell, no!" I declared. "I have my pride, ya know." "Get over it, Zane," Rio laughed. "You are the only guy I know whose home page is linked to both gay and lesbian porn sites." I am? How the fuck did that happen? "Would you do that for me, please?" Iona pleaded playfully. I had to avoid answering no matter what. "Iona, I've decided to designate you as my heir," I surprised her. "We'll do that Monday." "I already knew that," Iona stated evenly. "It was posted on your website yesterday." "What!" I squawked. "Am I bugged? Am I carrying a wire? How do people figure out these things?" "Cordelia," all the women in the room said simultaneously. Yep, I'm going to have to fix her little red wagon. I wonder if she has my home wired for surveillance as well. "Iona, what would you do with all that money? Zane's got a boatload of money; right?" Mercy broke in. "I don't know," Iona began; "Maybe make a trust for Christian World Charities or something like that." "Bitch," Rio recoiled, "do you know what Zane's family does? He's a freaking gazillionaire." "Rio," Iona swiveled so that she was facing Rio, "there is no such number and Zane's family mines copper, cobalt, chromium and manganese, primarily." "Dummy, that's the parent company," Rio scoffed, heady with her one-time mental superiority over Iona. "They build spaceships." "That's silly," Iona countered. "No one builds spaceships anymore. Do you mean rockets?" "Yeah," Rio groaned with impatience, "they build rockets that put satellites in orbit, spacecraft components, space-age ceramics, non-integrated circuit computers, and crap like that." Iona looked to me for some clarity. "I don't know," I shrugged. "I had a collage of the solar system in my room when I was five; I went to the NASA facility in Florida once a year; I've been to that space facility in Russia once; and I've seen a rocket launched from this site in South America. I figured all kids did stuff like that." Then something occurred to me. "Rio, how do you know all this about me?" I inquired. "Eh," Rio grunted. "In that first week I considered kidnapping you so I wanted to figure out what you were worth so I would know how much to ask for." "How much is he worth?" Mercy asked. "Enough so that his people wouldn't call in the FBI, they would call in some former Spetznaz and simply kill me instead of paying the ransom," Rio chuckled. "Yeah," I laughed too, "I recall Dad saying that he'd 'met up' with some South African Commandos when he was not much older than I am now. He sent them Christmas presents every year until he died." "Zane, I'm not sure I want that much money," Iona worried. "Well, you've met Aunt Jill and we both know she couldn't handle it," I countered. "What, what, what about Rio, Oh, My God, what am I saying? That would be nuts," Iona fretted. Rio gasped. "Hey!" Rio shouted. "What's wrong with me?" "You are totally insane with an annoying lack of impulse control," Mercy stated clinically. Rio's mouth dropped open and she gawked at her 'toy'. "Pound cake!" she barked at Mercy. Mercy perked up and looked ready to throw herself on the bed and at Rio's mercy. "No," I intervened. "We have to get to breakfast and I can hear Vivian pacing like mad just beyond the screens. She deserves better from us. Now let's get going." Everyone was remarkably behaved until we got into the elevator and the door shut. "Are you sure you are the right person for this job?" Vivian asked Mercy as the doors shut. "What?" Mercy gulped. "What do you mean?" "Yeah, what the fuck do you mean by that, ya Cunt?" Rio interjected both her words and her body into the conversation. "Mercy and I are doing just fine." "You shower together, sleep together, stick all kinds of things in one another; I'm neither blind nor stupid," Vivian growled out. "I'm sorry," Mercy mumbled. "Oh, I don't blame you. They got to you before this 'guardian' thing happened. It is simply unfortunate that you ended up as Rio's minder and now we will have to deal with it," Vivian responded without heat or condemnation (toward Mercy). "Are you going to turn her in?" I had to ask. "Forcing Mercy to face the condemnation and ridicule of those who have no clue to her situation would not be the Christian thing to do," Vivian sincerely related. "I will not let Mercy fall into depravity. She and I will work together to save her soul." Rio didn't trust her and looked ready to pounce. On the other hand, I was truly impressed and believed her. "What is your plan?" Iona joined in. "Vivian, you wouldn't bring this up if you didn't have a plan." "I am creating a list of Christian works, not the Bible, Rio, that the two of them could read together for half an hour before bedtime," Vivian enlightened us. In the short-term it sounded naive but if you took into account the almost three years Mercy and Rio could be here together it was rather clever. "Blow it out your ass!" Rio growled back. "No, Rio, you will do it," I demanded. I had never demanded anything of her before. I'd asked, begged and suggested but I had never told her 'do this or else'. I was now. Rio and I locked gazes. She felt betrayed and pissed. "Fuck you," Rio snapped at me. "You don't tell me what to do." "You'll do what I tell you to do now," I insisted. "Or what?" she sneered. I could feel Iona cringing beside me. Mercy was afraid and looked trapped. Vivian was taking the exchange with interest. "Or nothing. I am not going to hold anything over your head but I'm also going to fight to keep you from fucking up your life," I kept at it. "It is what friends do." There was a pause. "Glenda, you suck," Rio declared quietly. That quavering in Rio's resolve was Mercy's cue. "I'll do the readings," Mercy said. "Rio, if you want to wait in the bedroom for me, well I'm fine with that, if that is what you want to do." "Gurr," Rio mumbled. "Fine, I'll do it, but if I hear even one chorus of Kumbaya, I'm skewering someone with a pool stick." "Thank you, Vivian got out. "Not a word," Rio warned. "Not another damn word, from any of you." Mercy shot me a look and I could see she finally got it. You let Rio run amok for 90% of the time so that you could coax Rio toward stability the other 10% without her rebelling. I didn't want to make Rio sane; I was sure she was happy being fucking nuts. I only wanted her to be a 'fucking nuts' that didn't make her destroy her life and drive away the people that really cared for her. What can I say? I'm selfish. Rio fills a void in my life and I didn't want to see her fall away into the darkness the way my Mom did. Aliens, Vampires and Werewolves, maybe not. To make the right decision requires a combination of confidence, knowledge, and luck. A little nonsequitur: I once asked my close associates why they believed in God. Rio said: "Well, I can't very well be a convincing Satanist if I don't give lip service to the Other Guy." Iona put it this way: "The Universe makes sense. It is our roadmap for Ascension and a fuller understanding of God's Love." Christina reasoned: "I've seen Evil so there must be Good." Heaven s take was: "Because I prayed for death but Christina came; and I prayed for you (Zane) to go but you stayed." Hope expounded: "Because I live in a country that allows me to own a K11 assault rifle for home defense." No one wants to ask Hope if she has the official rifle of the R O K Army with her at school, or if she actually has the grenades that go with it. What good would it do; it isn't like we would try to take it away from her. Most of us like living too much. Chastity observed: "Firefighters, organ donors, Christian converts in Iran, with so many people giving for no material gain, that indicates to me a higher purpose for mankind, a struggle between right and wrong." Faith rebutted: "Belief in Christ cannot be given a definition. If you define it, it ceases being faith." Barbie Lynn: sweetly gave me a peppermint and smiled. She had to look no farther than the fate that had brought us together and the joy we shared; she didn't need words. Paige resolved: "Only something with infinite precision and power could bring about the Big Bang. The day they can give a name to that force, I will gladly surrender my faith." Cordelia said: "Let me think about my reply. Why do you believe in God?" (Like I'd ever tell her.) Cappadocia lamented: "What an empty and lonely thing life must be, if these few years are all we have?" Opal s mind was made up: "I always have and never heard an argument that would make me think differently." Brandi chided: "It was how I was raised. But the first time you kissed my stomach, I had my own personal religious experience (giggle)." And Now, Back to the Story! Breakfast unfolded pretty much like it had a week ago, with the added bonus of poisonous glares between clumps of students, bandages, bruises, and the sense of unease that comes from unresolved conflict. After all, neither Christina nor Rhaine had won. This was acceptable to most of the sane crowd as the alternative would have been to make the school unbearable to the other half of the student body so that they left. Instead, we got to bask in the chilly civility that Christian politeness dictated. At least I wasn't (too) worried about a pack of girls ambushing me. As was becoming her habit, Gabrielle Black had devoured her food in less than four minutes and paced the perimeter of the Dining Room floor, her eyes dodging about with no discernible pattern. I kept an eye on her because she worried me in a way that went far beyond hormones. "Zane?" Iona repeated. I had barely registered her first request for a moment of my time. "Yes, Hon?" I smiled down at her. She looked happy for the eye contact but worried about what she had to say. "Zane, there are two other candidates for Freshman Class President, Mhain Reynard and Millicent Pierce," Iona informed me. "Millicent?" grumbled Rio. "Zane saved her ass and now she's kicking sand in his face? The bitch." "Millicent is free to do what she wants. She may have wanted to be nominated before all this chaos came about. I'm not going to begrudge her having political ambitions," I told them. "Zane, I don't think you understand what this means," Iona worried. "Sure I do; Millicent and I are going to split the Pro-Christina vote. There will be a run-off. If it is Millicent and I, Mhain's votes will go to her and I lose. If it is Mhain and Millicent, my votes will go to Millicent and she wins. If it is Mhain and I, it will be a toss-up. Essentially, Millicent can definitely defeat Mhain but I can't." "This sounds like a job for the NSA," Rio glared off to where Millicent was sitting. I don't think Rio knew what Mhain looked like. NSA referred to Rio's title as my in-house assassin, Ninja Stripper Angel. "Don't worry," I patted Rio on the shoulder, "I got this, Bro." When I got up, Rio followed me nonetheless. Chancellor Bazz was absent for the second day in a row so the highest authority seemed to be Doctor Scarlett, the Vice Chancellor. Gabrielle noted my movement but didn't deviate from her path. Mrs. Cunningham was closest but seeing neither authority figure appeared nervous, she too went about her rounds. Mind you, girls are moving around the Dining Hall all the time but I'm special, being a troublemaking, devious male. I rounded a table and walked over to Millicent, who was warned of my approach by an associate. She twisted in her chair and waited for the flavor of my greeting. "Hey, Millicent, I want to congratulate you on your nomination and I hope you get the votes to be on the ballot," I said as I extended my hand. She shook it and smiled. "Thank you, Zane. Good luck to you too," she replied. "How about we have a debate a few nights before the election? Interested?" I pondered. "That would be great," Millicent agreed. "We can request the Assembly Hall but we'll need to figure out who should be moderator." "We'll figure it out," I nodded. "I'm going to say 'hi' to Mhain as well." "I will come along," Millicent informed me as she stood up and stepped to my side. "Hi, Rio." "Eat shit and die, you ungrateful whore," Rio snarled back at Millicent, who backed off. "Zane should have left you for Bazz to fuck over." Millicent's crowd was shocked, then outraged. "Cool it, Rio." I stroked her arm. "You and I do what we do for our own ends and not for the accolades of others." I turned to her, "Right?" Rio took a deep breath. "You are such a dumb blonde," she smirked at me. "I get my thirty pieces of silver up front." "Thanks, Babe," I grinned at Rio. I looked back to Millicent. "I'm still going to see Mhain if you want to tag along with me and Rio." "I'm feeling fearless with a positive outlook on life so I'll risk it," Millicent smiled. Yeah, beating Millicent in this election was going to be fun, right up there with waking up on the

Join Tony Michas along with Imprint Cast Family member, Paul Berriman and very special guest, Ron Pettersson to discuss Imprint's October 2025 Film Bundles.The October Film Bundles includes, Halloween I-V Steelbook Collection Limited Edition Jack O'Lantern, Directed by John Huston, Last Exit to Brooklyn, Frankie & Johnny, Afterglow, K-Pax, Lulu on the Bridge, The Quiet American, Half Nelson, Twins of Evil, Carrie and Invasion of the Body Snatchers.

Dearest Gentle Listeners,Join Colin and Penelope on that fateful chaisse lounge as they enjoy the afterglow of an afternoon well 'spent'. We discuss Penelope trying to 'bro out' with Colin in what could have been a sweet afterglow moment. We also get to discuss the Queen being the ever frustration of Lady D and Brimsley as her quest to hunt down Lady W comes to fruition.Yours Truly,The Ladies BridgertonPS: Since recording this, the Bridgerton season 4 release dates and Jan?Feb for parts 1 and 2 have been confirmed!!!

It was a wild one in Huntington. The Monarchists break down Old Dominion's 48–24 loss to Marshall — the mistakes, the missed opportunities, and what the film really shows — before turning the page to Hate Week against JMU. Can ODU bounce back on the road in Harrisonburg and make a statement in the Sun Belt? Mike and Aaron dig in with honest takes, stats, and plenty of laughs along the way.Special thanks to Brandon Johnson State Farm for sponsoring this episode!

Monarch Nation, it's Victory Sunday! ODU absolutely crushed Coastal Carolina 47–7, and the crew is fired up. Mike and Aaron are joined by Garrick (“The Duke of Discipline”) and Justice from G5 Hive to break down the dominating performance, standout players, and the growing excitement surrounding Old Dominion Football. From Colton's leadership to the O-line's dominance and the defense's complete lockdown, this is a team firing on all cylinders.The gang also looks ahead to the big road trip to Huntington for the Monarchs' matchup with Marshall — the history, the matchups, and the keys to keeping the winning streak alive. Plus, “Fade Gary” returns with betting picks, some hilarious mid-field dance moments, and plenty of laughs along the way.

If you're curious as to whether you have any stored emotions or trauma that might be causing your illness, preventing you from achieving your goals, or even just showing up as the best, authentic version of yourself, I invite you to take my free Stored Emotions and Trauma QuizWhat if the biggest mistake you make after a retreat has nothing to do with what happened there, and everything to do with what you do next?In this episode, the “afterglow” takes center stage. I'm talking about the high that hits after retreats and masterminds you've never felt more aligned, connected, and clear. It's the moment that tricks you into saying yes too fast and partnering with the wrong people. I've lived it, lost time and energy to it, and learned how to spot it. Journaling, space, and time reveal who's real and who's not. You'll see why waiting a few weeks before committing can save you from regret, and how to tell when a friendship is for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.You'll Learn:The reason jumping into partnerships during the “afterglow” often leads to regretWhat happens when excitement masks real alignment The link between journaling and making grounded decisions afterwardThe damage of ignoring red flags in how people treat staff, peers, or deadlinesWhat it feels like when your nervous system can't match the high-energy vibe of a retreatWhy giving relationships weeks to unfold reveals who's authentic and who's wearing a maskThe reality that friendships and partnerships can be for a reason, a season, or a lifetimeTimestamps: [00:00] Introduction [05:01] The biggest mistake people make after retreats and masterminds [07:12] Why aligned partnerships matter more than quick excitement [08:54] How journaling keeps you grounded [11:42] The power of waiting weeks before committing to new relationships [12:57] Recognizing masks and red flags in the people you meet [15:42] The truth about how someone treats staff and peers [17:13] Checking in with yourself as your goals and growth evolve [19:46] Friendships and partnerships as reason, season, or lifetime [21:31] Choosing honesty with yourself to avoid costly mistakesResources Mentioned:From 14 Medications to Zero: The Power of Quantum Healing with Matt Schmidt | Spotify or AppleRise Up Event | WebsiteFind More From Dr. Stephanie Davis:Dr. Stephanie Davis | WebsiteQuantum Rx | InstagramQuantum Rx | Skool

Mitchell Frederick - Afterglow (Original Mix) www.nocturnalradio.live // www.mitchellfrederick.com Through the shadows… We carried pain. Through the silence… We found a flame. Love and light… after the fall, We rise together, stronger than all, Breath of night, heart of the day, Darkness fades… we find our way. I've walked alone where the sun won't shine, Counted the hours, lost track of time, Every wound a mark, every scar a sign, But love kept burning… a secret divine. Hands reached out when I thought I'd drown, Pulled me up, turned it all around, In your eyes, I see the spark, Even in night — you are the dark's mark. Light me… guide me… Hold me… find me… Love and light… after the fall, We rise together, stronger than all, Breath of night, heart of the day, Darkness fades… we find our way. One heart… two souls… Breaking free… afterglow… The night forgives… the dawn will know. Every ending starts with the fire, Every fall gives birth to desire, In your voice, the world feels whole, Every beat reclaims my soul. We're alive where the shadows end, Every wound has begun to mend, Love is the light that always remains, Guiding us out of the endless pain. Love and light… after the fall, We rise together, stronger than all, Breath of night, heart of the day, Darkness fades… we find our way. #MelodicTechno #Techno #TechHouse #IndieDance #Vocals #ElectronicMusic #DanceMusic #DeepHouse #ProgressiveHouse #DJSet #LiveMix #MusicProduction #UndergroundMusic #HouseMusic #TechnoMusic #MelodicHouse #VocalHouse #ChillTechno #FestivalVibes #RaveCulture #SoundCloud #Beatport #MusicLovers #ClubMusic #ElectronicDanceMusic #EDM #NewMusic #MusicDiscovery #VinylRecords #DJLife

October 2025 is here, and so are some seriously transformational cosmic vibes! We're talking to our go-to astrologer, Stevie Calista, to break down everything you need to know about October's astrology. Think: the search for balance (hello, Libra season!), learning to let go of control, and why you're not supposed to “have it all figured out” right now.What's happening in the cosmos?Most of October is steeped in the energy of last month's powerful eclipse, so if things feel uncertain or in flux, you're right on time.With Libra leading the charge, this month's big question is: Where are you out of balance? Libra wants us to find harmony, especially in relationships.There's a huge invitation to let go of old patterns—especially the urge to control every outcome (thanks, lingering Virgo energy!). Your soul is leading the way now, even if your human brain wants a roadmap.Expect lessons around trust, surrender, and tuning into your intuition. It's all about finding faith when the next step isn't totally clear.If you're feeling called to slow down, surrender, or just take a breath, that's your cosmic cue. The universe is realigning you at a soul level—trust the process! Stevie's practical, heartfelt advice will help you navigate it all.MORE FROM STEVIE CALISTAVisit steviecalista.comFollow Stevie on Instagram: @farmhousemoon Visit seekingcentercommunity.com for more with Robyn + Karen and many of the guides on Seeking Center: The Podcast. You'll get access to live weekly sessions, intuitive guidance, daily inspiration, and a space to share your journey with like-minded people who just get it. You can also follow Seeking Center on Instagram @theseekingcenter.

I had the incredible opportunity to play at Vaihe Presents: AFTERGLOW at Lepakkomies in Helsinki on August 29, 2025. It was an amazing night to close out the summer with … Continue reading "Kreolis Music World – 29.08.2025 Vaihe Afterglow Liquid #187"

Season 9 on neurodiversity and sex begins with a deep dive into autism. Therapist Elmo Painter-Edington, herself autistic, gives us a primer on this unique brain difference and its interplay with sex, kink, and polyamory.Plus! Don't miss our Sunday, Oct. 12, 2025, 6pm, SEVENTH ANNIVERSARY SHOW in Chicago. Get tix and more info here! Main show sponsor: Rowan Tree Counseling.In this episode:Neurodiversity-affirming therapist and coach Elmo Painter-Edington, LPC, SEP, ASDIHost Karen YatesNeuroTribes by Steve Silberman Unmasking Autism by Devon Price I'm looking for…Episodes on specific topics - There's a list! The Afterglow, our Patreon membership club, brings you regular bonus content, early show alerts, discounts to live shows, and more goodies! Join now to help us continue to spread the message of sex-positivity. Or show your love for Wild & Sublime any time: Leave a tip!Be Wild & Sublime out in the world!  Check out our new tees and accessories. Peep our Limited Collection and let your inner relationship anarchist run free… Support the showGet tickets to the 7th Anniversary show in Chicago! Oct 12 at 6pm at Lincoln Lodge.Support the showFollow Wild & Sublime on Instagram and Facebook!

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On this episode of The Rewrite, I'm joined by @zenfully.aware, Crystal Carnahan—Regenerative Practitioner, coach, and founder of Zenfully Aware. After leaving a 22-year marriage, Crystal booked a one-way ticket to Dubai and never looked back. Her solo travels across six continents became more than a journey—they became a rite of passage, a healing portal, and a path to what she calls the “divorce afterglow.”In our conversation, Crystal shares:-How solo travel can become a sacred rite of passage after divorce-Why grief and growth can exist side by side-How regenerative travel restores both self and placeThis episode is about rewriting your story, reclaiming your wholeness, and stepping into your next chapter with courage and curiosity.Follow Crystal:https://www.instagram.com/zenfully.awarehttp://linkedin.com/in/crystal-carnahan-979b74115https://zenfullyaware.com/

In this episode of Wild Rivers Film Radio, hosts Sue Wright and Kenny Wright sit down with screenwriter Chris Carr and his manager, Beth Ann Carr, to talk about his creative journey, the stories that inspire his work, and his experience bringing his latest project to the Wild Rivers Film Festival. It's a candid, behind-the-scenes […]

So the secret is out: 2018 Taylor Swift is dating 2018 Joe Alwyn. “Reputation” is in the world, the Rep Tour is impending, and all is well with the darling couple…right? In today's second installment of the Joe Alwyn Muses Timeline, Dani & Olivia pick up right where they left off in part 1 to talk about the relationship as it builds toward the Lover Era. “Lover” is an album that is infamously riddled with anxiety surrounding love, so join us as we talk about the events that led to the development of this divisive album! Subscribe to our new Patreon for behind the scenes content, citations, videos, live streams, and more! Head to our website, www.TaylearningPodcast.com/merch, and get yourself some new wearable merch! Instagram: @Taylearning_Podcast, @danielle_winchester, @olivia_kotarski TikTok/Bluesky: @TaylearningPodcast Twitter (X): @Taylearning Email: taylearningpodcast@gmail.com Website: www.TaylearningPodcast.com Spotify Playlist: Click here! *Explicit: Language, Mild Sexual References Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Want to try some kinky stuff with your partner, but have no idea where to begin? Panelists offer tips for those curious about experimenting with power play, sensation play, and beyond.Plus! Don't miss our Sunday, Oct. 12, 2025, 6pm, SEVENTH ANNIVERSARY SHOW in Chicago. Get tix and more info here!In this episode:Cassie Porter - Somatic sex educator & sexological bodyworkerJason Best - Kink-aware therapist & founder of Best TherapiesPeter Navarro - Sex-positive and somatic-oriented therapistI'm looking for…The rest of this panel convo - S3E6: Fat ShameEpisodes on specific topics - There's a list! This episode's transcript - Read it here.A book on relationships/sexuality - Check out our recs on Bookshop!The Afterglow, our Patreon membership club, brings you regular bonus content, early show alerts, discounts to live shows, and more goodies! Join now to help us continue to spread the message of sex-positivity. Or show your love for Wild & Sublime any time: Leave a tip!Be Wild & Sublime out in the world!  Check out our new tees and accessories. Peep our Limited Collection and let your inner relationship anarchist run free… Support the showFollow Wild & Sublime on Instagram and Facebook!Get tickets to the 7th Anniversary show in Chicago! Oct 12 at 6pm at Lincoln Lodge.Support the showFollow Wild & Sublime on Instagram and Facebook!

Episode 092 is all about the underground, from sea to mighty sea; welcome MORiLLO and AIN'T SISTERS! Among my preferred dancefloor generals on the decks across the past decade, it's high time to tap in with The Dub Cartographer, global bass sorcerer MORiLLO down in L.A. Gov't name Zach Morillo, the Groundation drummer pulls double-duty as a dynamite producer-dj and modern-day dub maestro. My man was kind enough to share some stoke, perspective, co-conspirators, and crucial creative processes surrounding his intoxicating latest full-length release, and this exciting new collaborative chapter in an ever-evolving electronic dance music career.  Listen to MORiLLO - The Dub Cartographer Get the 411 on Atlanta-based, SOSMP faves AIN'T SISTERS. Frontpersons Barb Carbon and Arrie Bozeman join the pod from the deep Southeast, an insightful, humorous, nostalgic chat to discuss their unique connection, band origin/journey, their music & message, and the incomparable energy native to the Spirit of Suwannee. Across the past few years, it's been recommended I check out this white-hot band of badasses in ATL, by way of numerous folks in the know. As such, it was hella cool to finally hear their colorful story, karmic chemistry, and punky alt-folk rock musical adventuring; reflections and recollections heard straight from the Ain't Sisters' mouths.  0:00 - ep.092 preview 3:00 - SPONSOR - Aaron Schwartz Art 6:20 - The Upful Update 10:10 - introducing MORiLLO 13:20 - INTERVIEW w/ MORiLLO [40min] 53:40 - introducing AIN'T SISTERS 56:30 - INTERVIEW w/ Barb and Arrie [46min] 1:42:30 - Afterglow x ViBE Junkie Jamz MORiLLO bio- With a desire to expand his opportunities across the music world, Zach moved to Los Angeles in 2012. He quickly found work as a touring drummer for internationally acclaimed artists RHYE, Childish Gambino, and Groundation and has traveled the world performing at the biggest and best festivals and venues like Coachella, Red Rocks, and The Hollywood Bowl. In addition, he has been creating and developing his own unique sound and identity through music production and djing. As ‘MORiLLO', Zach has released a multitude of projects on established labels such as Gravitas Recordings, Muti Music, High Vibe Records, Tribal Trap, Hybrid Trap, Simplify, and Play Me Records. As he continues to build his project, Zach's music has been celebrated by music lovers and DJ's on stages and at festivals around the world. MORiLLO released his latest LP The Dub Cartographer in summer 2025. MORiLLO on Bandcamp MORiLLO on IG Ain't Sisters bio - Fun, eclectic folk rock. Fronted by the deliciously androgynous duo Arrie Bozeman and Barb Carbon, the Aints deliver high-energy performances of their wildly diverse original music. Joined by the hardest working men in rock n Roll, Richie Jones on the Boom Chick thwackita whackita, and Justin Boudreau, aka BooDreamy, masterfully holding down the rhythm section and making everybody swoon with their gorgeous licks. Think Indigo Girls meets Dream Theater but with a little Birdcloud in the mix. AIN'T SISTERS YouTube AIN'T SISTERS IG   ViBE Junkie Jamz MORiLLO x Peace Sine "Tribal Dub" Ain't Sisters 11/11/22 Tree House   CHECK OUT OUR SPONSOR - AARON SCHWARTZ ART! VENMO Bee a few dollas 4 makin U holla! Upful LIFE Patreon EMAIL the SHOW PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW on Apple Podcasts Listen/Comment on Spotify Theme Song: "Mazel Tov"- CALVIN VALENTINE

In this episode of The 10 Ninety Podcast, Mason talks with Millie Ortiz about the life and death of her son Calvin (1995–2024) and a mother's fight for truth and dignity. Millie recounts Calvin's grooming by an older man, addiction, trafficking, prison, and the devastating reality of him being found dead on April 5, 2024—and how bias and indifference failed her gay, Latino son. Through tears, evidence, and the poem “Afterglow,” Millie urges action to protect other kids. It's a raw conversation about grief, justice, and a love that won't quit.

Back from the playa and back on air. This year's Burning Man left me with mixed feelings - between the rain, the shifting spirit, and even…

From our June 2025 live Chicago show, Archy Jamjun, R.C. Riley, Amy Sumpter and Joe Mellen bring the laughs. Plus audiences answer the q, "What's your go-to fantasy?"Joe Mellen, storyteller Amy Sumpter, comic and rapper R.C. Riley, writer and performer Archy Jamjun, storyteller and comic Karen Yates, certified somatic sex educator and energy workerShow Sponsor: Rowan Tree CounselingLeave a tip for our work--we'd love $5 or $10 (or more!) to support the monthly costs of our podcast! Or join our monthly Patreon members' club, the Afterglow, for discounts and other goodies! Join now to help us continue to spread the message of sex-positivity.Free download! Get the guide Say It Better in Bed! 3 Proven Ways to Improve Intimate Communicationby host Karen Yates by going to the Wild & Sublime website.Are you looking for…?Wild & Sublime merchEpisodes on specific topicsThis episode's transcriptBooks on sex and relationshipsBuzzsprout bonus! Thinking of starting your own podcast? Buzzsprout can help you create, host and promote it! Plus lots of useful tools and resources to streamline the process and level up your pod game. Use our affiliate link for $20 off!Support the showFollow Wild & Sublime on Instagram and Facebook!

A unique mummy in an excellent settingIn this episode of the Mummy Movie Podcast, we examine Belphegor Phantom of the Louvre!Episode suggested by Storybook: Sacred Lore of Witchcraft PodcastWebsite: https://lnk.bio/StorybookPodcastPatreon: patreon.com/MummyMoviePodcastEmail: mummymoviepodcast@gmail.comBibliographyAssmann, J. (2011). Death and salvation in ancient Egypt. Cornell University Press.Dodson, A. (2012). Afterglow of empire: Egypt from the fall of the New Kingdom to the Saite Renaissance. Cairo: American University in Cairo PressIkram, S. (2015). Death and burial in ancient Egypt. American University in Cairo Press.Taylor, J. H. (1989). Egyptian coffins (Vol. 11). Bloomsbury Shire Publications.Taylor, J. H. (2001). Death and the afterlife in ancient Egypt. University of Chicago Press.Teeter, E. (2011). Religion and ritual in ancient Egypt. Cambridge University Press.Warburton, D., & Hornung, E. (2007). The Egyptian Amduat: the book of the hidden chamber. Living Human Heritage Publications.Taylor, J. H. (1989). Egyptian coffins (Vol. 11). Bloomsbury Shire Publications.Warburton, D., & Hornung, E. (2007). The Egyptian Amduat: the book of the hidden chamber. Living Human Heritage Publications. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Host Brad Ferland talks in the first hour with John Holzscheiter and Andrea Wells, the parents of AJ Holzscheiter, who died by suicide, talking about the tribute and fundraiser AFTERGLOW, September 20th starting at 1:30 pm at Hard'ack Hill, St. Albans.Then Major Meghan Brady Smith of the Vermont Air National Guard talks with Brad about the free, family-friendly Open House, Sunday, September 7th, from 10 to 3, at the Vermont Air National Guard Base in South Burlington.

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Chapter 640 - "What Comes Naturally" ...as read by Alex Lehneis of Glass LungsToday we welcome Glass Lungs guitarist Alex Lehneis to the podcast. The new Glass Lungs ep, Afterglow, is out today. Alex talks about the current state of the music scene in New York City for smaller independent bands, why Glass Lung decided not to talk about their previous projects, the bands shoegaze inspired sound, the themes on Afterglow, and more.https://www.glasslungs.com/DiscordPatreonSubstackEmail: asthestorygrows@gmail.comChapter 640 Music:Glass Lungs - "Labyrinth"Glass Lungs - "Misery"

Catch up on the latest of what happened after the president of Ukraine visited the White House following President Donald Trump's peace talks with Russian president Vladimir Putin. Military experts and journalists weigh in on what to expect next as an analysis brings up a question: Did this all unfold because Barack Obama didn't intervene when Putin captured Crimea?

Catch up on the latest of what happened after the president of Ukraine visited the White House following President Donald Trump's peace talks with Russian president Vladimir Putin. Military experts and journalists weigh in on what to expect next as an analysis brings up a question: Did this all unfold because Barack Obama didn't intervene when Putin captured Crimea?

Catch up on the latest of what happened after the president of Ukraine visited the White House following President Donald Trump's peace talks with Russian president Vladimir Putin. Military experts and journalists weigh in on what to expect next as an analysis brings up a question: Did this all unfold because Barack Obama didn't intervene when Putin captured Crimea?

Catch up on the latest of what happened after the president of Ukraine visited the White House following President Donald Trump's peace talks with Russian president Vladimir Putin. Military experts and journalists weigh in on what to expect next as an analysis brings up a question: Did this all unfold because Barack Obama didn't intervene when Putin captured Crimea?

Catch up on the latest of what happened after the president of Ukraine visited the White House following President Donald Trump's peace talks with Russian president Vladimir Putin. Military experts and journalists weigh in on what to expect next as an analysis brings up a question: Did this all unfold because Barack Obama didn't intervene when Putin captured Crimea?

Catch up on the latest of what happened after the president of Ukraine visited the White House following President Donald Trump's peace talks with Russian president Vladimir Putin. Military experts and journalists weigh in on what to expect next as an analysis brings up a question: Did this all unfold because Barack Obama didn't intervene when Putin captured Crimea?

Was war das denn bitte? Nach einer atemberaubenden Jubiläumsshow riecht wahrscheinlich nicht nur die Wuhlheide immer noch nach Pyro, Rauch und Sex, sondern auch unsere Mainstream Außenseiter, die sich nun ganz dem bittersüßen Afterglow eines emotionsgeladenen Wochenendes hingeben. Ein wenig wohlverdiente Selbstbeweihräucherung und ein großer Schluck vom Selbstgebrannten ist dabei bekanntlich die beste Medizin! - Cheers und auf euch, Ihr Mäuse! Alle weiteren Infos rund um den Podcast, Updates und Werbepartner findet ihr hier: https://www.instagram.com/kaulitzhills.podcast/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

If you're a PC gamer, there's a point you might reach when you realize literally everything on your desk is glowing. Your mouse, your keyboard, your PC case, maybe even your mousepad - they're all pulsing with rainbows of RGB lighting.

It's not everyday a decorated Grateful Dead historian/Jerry Garcia biographer slides thru the crib for a nearly 3-hour interview spread across 2 separate sessions. Such was the case over a few days in July when BLAIR JACKSON visited with your humble narrator right here in the ViBE Junkie Studios in Oakland, Ca! Author of 1999's extraordinary, bar-setting bio GARCIA: An American Life; publisher of pioneering GD fan-zine The Golden Road; journalist with BAM Magazine; author of The Music Never Stopped; co-author of This Is All A Dream We Dreamed (with David Gans), blogger at Dead.net; among many other endeavors. This here OG is nothing short of a pillar in chronicling all things GD culture, a deeply-researched and articulate authority on that lovable fat man and how the music played the band. All that said, this episode is bound to cover just a little more ground! 0:00 - episode 090 preview 3:00- Sponsor: AARON SCHWARTZ ART- LETT US PLAY 6:30 - The Upful Update 11:30 - introducing BLAIR JACKSON 18:20 - INTERVIEW - Blair Jackson [133 min] 2:31:15 - Afterglow x ViBE Junkie JAMZ Eternal thanks to the grate Blair Jackson for his precious time, energy, integrity, thoughtful recollections & personal reflections.   ViBE JUNKIE JAMZ “Welcome to the Basement” - RECONSTRUCTION 3/7/79 Rancho Nicasio, CA “Crazy Fingers” - GRATEFUL DEAD 8/15/75 - Great American Music Hall, SF   CHECK OUT OUR SPONSOR - AARON SCHWARTZ ART! VENMO B.Getz a few dollas 4 makin U holla! Upful LIFE Patreon EMAIL the SHOW PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW on Apple Podcasts Listen/Comment on Spotify Theme Song: "Mazel Tov"- CALVIN VALENTINE

I interview Greg about his medical intuitive healing, and he demonstrates on me. The day after this recording, as I type this, my neck and "The Spot," where my scoliosis is, do not hurt still! Thank you SO much, Greg!This is a video podcast on Spotify and YouTube.Want to know more about Greg?https://www.gregsheehy.com/See him in the future on television show, Afterglow.Support the podcast! The best way is to subscribe and listen!Thank you for watching and listening.

The Best Things to Do in -1. St. Louis, MO:St. Louis is often called the “Gateway to the West,” but it's also a gateway to a memorable, well-rounded travel experience. From world-class art and live entertainment to major league baseball and local culinary treasures, this Midwestern gem packs a punch. Whether you're here for a weekend or a longer stay, here are some of the top things to do in St. Louis that highlight the city's diverse appeal.

Episode 090 taps in with renowned hip-hop culture journalist SHAWN SETARO who recently spent 2 WILD Manhattan months courtside at the Sean "DIDDY" Combs trial reporting daily for COMPLEX. Definitely some different topical topography juxtaposed to the norm for this program. Please rest assured, this is a serious conversation; an insightful, illuminating, sobering look into the lengthy legal proceedings & celebrity circus surrounding this salacious sordid saga, and a sad, scary, depraved drug-addled cuck at the center of the chaos he created. 0:00 - episode 090 preview 3:15- Sponsor: AARON SCHWARTZ ART- LETT US PLAY 6:30 - The Upful Update 11:00 - introducing SHAWN SETARO 15:15 - Trigger Warning - SA/DV 16:45 - INTERVIEW - Shawn Talks DIDDY Trial [85 min] 1:42:15 - Afterglow x ViBE Junkie JAMZ Sean "Diddy" Combs fka "Puff Daddy" - founder of Bad Boy Records, Sean John clothing, and resident pop-culture megalomaniac - was involved in a high-profile federal criminal case where he faced charges of racketeering conspiracy, sex trafficking by force, fraud or coercion, and transportation to engage in prostitution. His former partner Cassie Ventura, once an artist on his label, was the star witness for the prosecution. After a seven-week trial, a jury found him guilty of two counts of transportation to engage in prostitution but acquitted him of the sex trafficking and racketeering conspiracy charges.    BIO: Currently a freelance journalist after many years on staff with Complex, Shawn Setaro has written for The Atlantic, Vibe, GQ, and Forbes, and is the writer and reporter on the Spotify/Complex podcasts 'Infamous' and 'Complex Subject.' Prior to Complex, Setaro worked for Genius.com and hosted The Cipher, a podcast featuring interviews with 250 legendary figures in hip-hop. Dummy Boy: Tekashi 6ix9ine and The Nine Trey Gangsta Bloods was his first book. Shawn first appeared on The Upful LIFE Podcast episode 052, in Dec. 2021.   Shawn Setaro - author page COMPLEX German article Shawn references/gets quoted THE CIPHER SHOW pod archives! Complex Subject: Pop Smoke [Shawn Setaro hosted pod series] Dummy Boy: Tekashi 6ix9ine and The Nine Trey Gangsta Bloods by Shawn Setaro [Complex Presents] Shawn Setaro on Grammy.com Shawn Setaro IG   Vibe Junkie JAMZ "24 Hrs. to Live" Mase ft. The Lox, Black Rob & DMX “The Last Huzzah (Remix)”  Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire ft. Despot, Das Racist, Danny Brown, EL-P    VENMO B.Getz a few dollas 4 makin U holla! Upful LIFE Patreon EMAIL the SHOW PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW on Apple Podcasts Listen/Comment on Spotify Theme Song: "Mazel Tov"- CALVIN VALENTINE

Join Thom and Mark for a fresh episode of Once Every Two Weeks, where they revisit the pivotal 90s rock album, So Much For The Afterglow by Everclear. The hosts kick things off with their trademark banter—from birthday parties and new album recommendations to the joys of peculiar nicknames—before diving into a nostalgic exploration of Everclear's musical legacy.This episode unpacks the band's history, the turbulent yet surprisingly generous leadership of frontman Art Alexakis, and a candid look at the group's pivotal moments (including their brush with the infamous OJ Simpson chase). Along the way, Thom and Mark reflect on their personal connections to Everclear and discuss the band's place in the evolving soundscape of 90s alternative rock. Tune in as they debate whether Everclear was really Foo Fighters before Foo Fighters, share stories about “big black boots,” and dissect how the band went from Portland outsiders to radio mainstays. It's a fun, in-depth journey perfect for any fan of 90s music nostalgiaListen & SubscribeReady for a throwback packed with laughs, music history, and a serious case of 90s nostalgia? Hit play and join Thom and Mark for another bi-weekly deep dive you won't want to miss! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Meet Katie Dunn, a voice we desperately need in the fertility space. At 39, Katie made the conscious decision to step away from fertility treatment after multiple rounds of IUI and IVF across two different chapters of her life. But here's what makes Katie's story so powerful - she calls this her HAPPY ending.Katie writes about alternative happy endings on her Substack 'Afterglow,' creating the positive, uplifting stories she was desperately searching for when she was in treatment. Stories of people who chose to step away and are building vibrant, joy-filled lives on their own terms.This conversation with the Fiercely Infertile host Cassie Silver, challenges the 'never give up hope' narrative and explores what happens when walking away becomes the brave choice. Whether you're actively trying or questioning your next steps, Katie's perspective will give you so much to think about.Sometimes the most courageous thing you can do is choose yourself.Read Katie's work: https://open.substack.com/pub/afterglowbykatie#WhatToExpectWhenYoureInjecting #AlternativeHappyEndings #FiercelyInfertile #FierceFertility #FertilityJourney #InfertilityAwareness #TTC

Ryan C. Showers and Josh Reinhold delve into the character of Gale Weathers played by Courteney Cox. They discuss her special, unique and identifying qualities in each of the six SCREAM films and identify predictions for her return in the upcoming Scream 7. They analyze Gale's character development and the potential for her fate in the next installment, exploring the possibility she may not survive this time. Then, Ashley joins Ryan to discuss how Taylor Swift's “Afterglow” represents part of Gale's redemption in the future films. Introduction “I Don't Want to Speak for Everyone” – Final Destination: Bloodlines What Makes Gale Special in the Original Trilogy Scream 4 and 5 The Disaster of Scream VI What Will Her “Special Quality” Be in Scream 7? What Will Her Fate Be in Scream 7?  Find us on Patreon, Instagram, Facebook, X, TikTok, BlueSky, and Youtube. Host & CEO: @ScreamWithRCS  Producers: @squirrelandspud9 @ninnetimes @joneshiphop @tjonesfilms Feat. @joshgreinhold Taylor Swift Song of the Day: “Afterglow” (Lover)

Please welcome The Disco Biscuits bassist/co-founder MARC BROWNSTEIN aka DJ BROWNIE to Episode 089, a particularly wide-ranging, illuminating conversation long overdue but undoubtedly over-delivers. Marc has indeed appeared on a plethora of pods; however, this cosmic convergence is a brutally honest, beautiful breaux-down many, many moons in the making. Tapping in from his family home outside Philly, at 51 years young Brownie is vibrant and verbose, footloose and fancy free, embracing a health-is-wealth mindset, feeling reborn on the wheels of steel. Celebrating his pioneering quartet's 30th anniversary in 2025, whilst confidently co-piloting the Bisco renaissance/revolution in motion. Across nearly 2 hours of fast-paced dialogue, the ever-affable Brownstein is jovial and reverent, pontificating with trademark passion, transparency, vulnerability, and candor. 0:00 - Episode 089 PREVIEW 4:00 - SPONSOR - Down By The River, 7/19 Cactus Jack's, CO 6:00 - The UPFUL Update 8:30 - Introducing MARC BROWNSTEIN 12:30 - INTERVIEW - Brownie [116m] 2:09:00 - intro- DAVE MARGULIES of High Sierra Music Festival 2:13:00 - State of the HSMF Union w/ Dave [19m] 2:32:00 - Afterglow x ViBE Junkie JAM Marc Brownstein pod topics include: DJ Brownie x Adam Deitch, House Music All Night Long, juggling a side project and a main gig, the rebirth of Bisco; 3 decades of Disco Biscuits, practice, band interpersonal dynamics and communicating styles, shedding from home, singing improvements, Coach Joey, substance use- past/present, Brownie quitting ganja/vaping and how it's affecting his life/vocals. Getting professionally/effectively medicated for anxiety, prioritizing self-care, Zack Brownstein fka Mini Man, Brownstein Family Band, father/song jamming, intergenerational jamband lineage, tDB legacy/influence, Weed Santa at Warfield SF, profound life lessons and Gospel Tent rendezvous, RIP Johnny R. Goode, and so much more.   High Sierra Music Festival's DAVE MARGULIES As the 33rd iteration of this treasured tradition approaches Fourth-of-July weekend in NorCal, we welcome the grate DAVE MARGUILIES of the mighty HIGH SIERRA MUSIC FESTIVAL for an impassioned, sobering, emotional, and ultimately inspirational 'State of the High Sierra Union'. An iconic, grassroots, grand-daddy of em' all, HSMF is among the last few truly independent fests of its size and history;  post-pandemic the event has suffered staggering losses in attendance,  beyond this year, the festival's future is uncertain. Also celebrating 30 years (w/ HSMF), Dave slides thru to testify as to why We, the dedicated denizens of High Sierra Nation, must rally 'round the family and "not let this baby die on the vine." He explains his vision/roadmap for the current economic climate and the necessity to reinvent his festival business model. Powerful, poignant stuff from the OG. This chat also serves as a thorough, insider's preview of what's certain to be another incredible, intimate Independence Day weekend full of dance parties in Quincy. 15% OFF 4-DAY HSMF TICKET Use SIERRA15 at checkout    ViBE Junkie JAM DJ BROWNIE x DOGS IN A PILE "Higher State of Consciousness" [Josh Wink cover] 5/24/25 Burning Daylight Fest   Venmo B. a few dollas for makin you holla! Upful LIFE Patreon EMAIL the SHOW PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW on Apple Podcasts Listen/Comment on Spotify Theme Song: "Mazel Tov"- CALVIN VALENTINE

Hey beauty bosses! We're back with another inspiring episode recap from the gohappybeauty Podcast—your go-to for stories that ignite your passion and elevate your business. This week, Grant sits down with Ashlei Hartman of Afterglow to uncover how she built her thriving tanning business from scratch after a big move to Madison, Wisconsin.

Send us a textWhat happens when your friends start talking about demons, portals, and zombies? On October 2, 2020, key insider Zulema Pastenes sat down with police and described the chilling, bizarre reality of her life inside Lori Vallow and Chad Daybell's inner circle.In this special dramatized episode, Afterglow takes you inside the interrogation room to hear Zulema's own story. Listen as she details the "web of lies and deceit" woven by the "master manipulators," the doctrine of "multiple creations" that placed them above the law, and the terrifying belief that Charles Vallow was no longer human, but a zombie named "Hiplos." This is the firsthand account of how a group of seemingly normal people were convinced that murder was a divine mission, culminating in the shocking justification from killer Alex Cox: "It was a zombie that I killed."AI voices are the actors in the dramatization. Support the showSubscribe to Afterglow for new episodes every Monday! Leave a review on Apple Podcasts! © [2025] [Kathryn Brooks]. All rights reserved. Follow on YouTube: Left Undone Incomplete Investigations for so many Videos of this case and more https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcP74RUcUliZ5von9YOz-5Q

Behold the prodigal sons of Asbury Park, NJ! It's a total joy to welcome red-hot buzz band DOGS IN A PILE to the Upful LIFE. This colorful conversation with all 5 members went down mid-Feb. '25, during Jam Cruise 21. Though DOGS are somewhat of a young band, their meteoric ascent certainly shreds for itself. So I wanted a peek behind the curtain, to see what makes these boys tick, and find out what it's like riding a rocketship into jam-scene success. Wrangling together all the Dogs' cats into one cruise cabin during the biggest rager of the year is no small feat, however these dudes were definitely stoked to connect, and once we got established they really opened up. Dogs In A Pile proved a humble, humorous, hungry pack; after wrapping the insightful chat these Jersey boys definitely felt like my new homies. So much so that I chased the Dogs convo with the return of my oldest/dearest pal Jason Abrams (J.A.), who comes back to the Upful podwaves talkin' summer tours and a whole lot more.  0:00  -  ep.088 preview 03:45 -  SPONSOR - Down By The River @ Cactus Jack's CO 7/19 06:00 -  The Upful Update  11:15 -  Introducing: DOGS IN A PILE 17:45 -  INTERVIEW / Dogs [44 min] 1:01:30 - Crossover to JASON ABRAMS  1:07:15 - CONVERSATION w/ J.A. [55 min] 2:02:30 -  Afterglow, ViBE Junkie JAMZ Dogs In a Pod topics include: Jam Cruise then and now, band origin story, Asbury Park scene, Danny Clinch, West Coast vs. East Coast audiences/energy, family lineage, Grateful Dead, responding/reacting/handling increasing success/popularity, and more. Huge Thanks to Jeremy Kaplan (keys/vox), Brian Murray and Jimmy Law (guitar/vox)· Joey Babick (drums), and Sam Lucid (bass/vox); appreciate y'all carving out some boat time for Unc, keeping it a buck, and delivering a cool improvisational convo. DOGS IN A PILE bio "I'm On Fire" [Bruce Springsteen] - Hanll house edit After that round-robin situation, get ready for the grand return of J.A.! My hometown homie and best bud of 35 years, lifelong Springsteen Stan, noted Jerzadelphia Phishtorian, glam-rock guru, and pro-wrasslin' encyclopedia sits down for another classic one-on-one. Jason Abrams makes his record 6th appearance on the Upful LIFE program to discuss select summer tours, Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame class of ‘25, Bruce, the current state of Guns n' Roses, GD60 in SF this August, BMFS, plus the usual nans and hijinks listeners have come to love from the legend J.A.!   ViBE Junkie JAMZ “Spread That Feeling [All Around]” - Nikki Glaspie & the Homies. (PLEASURE cover) - 5/4/25 Maple Leaf Bar, NOLA “Look Johnny” - Dogs In A Pile - 1/28/25 - SLC, Utah   Venmo B. a few dollas for makin you holla! Upful LIFE Patreon EMAIL the SHOW PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW on Apple Podcasts Listen/Comment on Spotify Theme Song: "Mazel Tov"- CALVIN VALENTINE

House and Hubbard are back with their final thoughts from the PGA Championship and discuss whether it's weird that we still haven't heard from Rory McIlroy after his lackluster performance (01:16). They also discuss Scottie Scheffler's win and why his competitive spirit sets him apart from the field (09:34). Finally, they preview and offer their favorite plays for the Charles Schwab Challenge (28:07). Hosts: Joe House and Nathan Hubbard Producer: Eduardo Ocampo Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

MUSICLorde sat down with Rolling Stone magazine to talk about her tour coming up – which will be stopping in STL October 9th at Chaifetz Arena. She also told some stories, like how not too long ago, Lorde was using therapeutic psychedelic drugs to deal with some issues, including an eating disorder and the breakup of a long relationship. During one trip, she found herself looking up the Pam and Tommy sex tape, although she has no idea why. But she watched it from start to finish, and it was totally worth it. · By the way – Tommy Lee and his wife have split allegedly because of his drinking. A week after former housekeepers accused Smokey Robinson of sexual assault, law enforcement is looking into the claims. Red Hot Chili Peppers have shared a snippet of their appearance on the Netflix animated series Love Death + Robots where director David Fincher has transformed their performance of "Can't Stop" at Ireland's Slane Castle in 2003 into a song done with marionettes. Watch it on Instagram. SNL: Ladies & Gentleman...50 Years of Music exhibit featuring Mick Jagger, Blondie, Billie Eilish and more opens at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame on May 23rd, but the official opening party is slated for June 14th and will feature a performance by longtime Saturday Night Live cast member and musician Fred Armisen. TVSarah Jessica Parker nearly exited Sex and the City after filming its pilot episode. In a conversation with co-star Kristin Davis on the Are You a Charlotte? podcast, Parker revealed that she "panicked" when HBO picked up the series for a full season Sofía Vergara wants a guy who makes as much money as her or MORE. Quote, "Because if not, it's a nightmare. They end up resenting you." MOVING ON INTO MOVIE NEWS: Actor Jeremy Allen White says he's wrapped up all the singing for the Bruce Springsteen biopic Deliver Me From NowhereAND FINALLYNew in Record Stores and Streaming:Linkin Park's From Zero: Deluxe Edition adds new studio and live tracks.Sleep Theory's debut album is called Afterglow. AND THAT IS YOUR CRAP ON CELEBRITIES!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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On the night of Wednesday 28th of July 1954, 11 South Hill Park was the scene of one of London's most shocking and brutal murders. It was so horrific, it caused an outrage in society, an uproar in the press and a debate in Parliament as how could anyone be so callous and cruel? It was a murder which devastated a family, yet, the killer would claim they did it not out of hate, they did it for love.Date: Wednesday 28th of July 1954 after 11pm (rough time of murder)Location: Basement / ground floor, 11 South Hill Park, Hampstead, London, NW3Victim: 1 (Hella Belcher / Christofi)Culprits: 1 (Styllou Christofi). Murder Mile is one of the best UK / British true crime podcasts covering only 20 square miles of West London. Triple nominated at the True Crime Awards and nominated at the British Podcast Awards. It is researched, written and performed by Michael of Murder Mile UK True Crime Podcast with the main musical themes written and performed by Erik Stein and Jon Boux of Cult With No Name and additional music, as used under the Creative Commons License 4.0. A full listing of tracks used and a full transcript for each episode is listed here and a legal disclaimer.For links click hereTo subscribe via Patreon, click here Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/murdermile. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Several years ago, a global magnetic anomaly, specifically a Pc5 wave, was detected, and some individuals reported an increase in abnormal experiences. The magnetic field was quite stable just before the surge, and several odd things happened, including power outages, seismic activity, and reports of people having brain fog. We may be seeing a cycle happen again, a much stronger wave that may trigger some heavy seismic and electromagnetic anomalies that could produce strange and paranormal activity. Tonight on Ground Zero with Clyde Lewis and guest, Marc Dantonio (7-10 pm, pacific time on grounderoplus.com). #groundzeroplus #clydelewis #EMP #magneticfield #anomaly