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As David slew Goliath, the Luke Nation emerged victorious against the Ehantharajah Empire last week, which has left Vish clinging only to the My Biddy Aunt belt... and boy oh boy is Luke hungry.Will Luke Moore achieve unification in the Ramble Intercontinental Senate or will Vish live to fight another day? Marcus returns to buttons for this skirmish.Get your Ramble merch HERE.Find us on Bluesky, X, Instagram, TikTok and YouTube, and email us here: show@footballramble.com.Sign up to the Football Ramble Patreon for ad-free shows for just $5 per month: https://www.patreon.com/footballramble.***Please take the time to rate us on your podcast app. It means a great deal to the show and will make it easier for other potential listeners to find us. Thanks!*** Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

*Buy a EZ "DEFECTOR" hoodieNote: "Act 2" will be a separate published audio podcast.*Check out EZ's morning radio show "The InZane Asylum Q100 Michigan with Eric Zane" Click here*Get a FREE 7 day trial to Patreon to "try it out."*Watch the show live, daily at 8AM EST on Twitch! Please click here to follow the page.Email the show on the Shoreliners Striping inbox: eric@ericzaneshow.comTopics:*EZ looks back on the night that was, "Big Fraud Thursday."*For some reason, Amanda again kick starts the talk about her Grandpa be convicted of possessing kiddie porno.*Pellerito at Bob's Barn Jam.*The chat is shocked at how shitty Pellerito is at, well everything, but most specifically singing and playing guitar.*EZ family celebrating Dad's St. Patty's Day birthday for the first time, without Dad.*Audience member Rick's Aunt's house was ruined by the flood. *Rick's Aunt's GoFundMe*Pooh Bear joins the show.*Somebody is trying to paint EZ in a negative light by making Twitch clips.*EZ deposition update.*Whacko Islamic psycho tries destroying synagogue.*The time EZ daughter, Madison ripped a page out of some dude's Torah.*Burly babe humiliates asshole who tries to steal her backpack.*Asshole of the daySponsors:Impact Powersports, Kuiper Tree Care, Frank Fuss / My Policy Shop Insurance, Kings Room Barbershop, Shoreliners,  Ervines Auto Repair Grand Rapids Hybrid & EV, TC PaintballInterested in advertising? Email eric@ericzaneshow.com and let me design a marketing plan for you.Contact: Shoreliners Striping inbox eric@ericzaneshow.comDiscord LinkEZSP TikTokSubscribe to my YouTube channelHire me on Cameo!Tshirts available herePlease subscribe, rate & write a review on Apple Podcastspatreon.com/ericzaneInstagram: ericzaneshowTwitterSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-eric-zane-show-podcast/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

*Buy a EZ "DEFECTOR" hoodieNote: "Act 1" was a separate published audio podcast.*Check out EZ's morning radio show "The InZane Asylum Q100 Michigan with Eric Zane" Click here*Get a FREE 7 day trial to Patreon to "try it out."*Watch the show live, daily at 8AM EST on Twitch! Please click here to follow the page.Email the show on the Shoreliners Striping inbox: eric@ericzaneshow.comTopicsTopics:*EZ looks back on the night that was, "Big Fraud Thursday."*For some reason, Amanda again kick starts the talk about her Grandpa be convicted of possessing kiddie porno.*Pellerito at Bob's Barn Jam.*The chat is shocked at how shitty Pellerito is at, well everything, but most specifically singing and playing guitar.*EZ family celebrating Dad's St. Patty's Day birthday for the first time, without Dad.*Audience member Rick's Aunt's house was ruined by the flood. *Rick's Aunt's GoFundMe*Pooh Bear joins the show.*Somebody is trying to paint EZ in a negative light by making Twitch clips.*EZ deposition update.*Whacko Islamic psycho tries destroying synagogue.*The time EZ daughter, Madison ripped a page out of some dude's Torah.*Burly babe humiliates asshole who tries to steal her backpack.*Asshole of the day*Asshole of the daySponsors:Merchant Automotive, SkyDive Grand Haven, Impact Powersports, Kuiper Tree Care, Frank Fuss / My Policy Shop Insurance, Kings Room Barbershop, Shoreliners,  Ervines Auto Repair Grand Rapids Hybrid & EV, TC PaintballInterested in advertising? Email eric@ericzaneshow.com and let me design a marketing plan for you.Contact: Shoreliners Striping inbox eric@ericzaneshow.comDiscord LinkEZSP TikTokSubscribe to my YouTube channelHire me on Cameo!Tshirts available herePlease subscribe, rate & write a review on Apple Podcastspatreon.com/ericzaneInstagram: ericzaneshowTwitterSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-eric-zane-show-podcast/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

We all had one. She'd buy you tickets to R-rated movies or go on pre-Thanksgiving dinner walks. She adds Coke and ice to her red wine and smokes slims. She's your cool aunt and she's not judging anyone for drinking NA beers. The Malty Boyz™ also do their due diligence when they crack open Bud Light Blizzard Brew and take in the terroir of HIghmark Stadium. In the Beer News, Tilray acquires BrewDog, Michelob Ultra Zero becomes the king of NA beers, and a SoCal beer icon is blowin' in the wind. To get involved with the  "Life" International Barleywine Collab, click the link for info about the recipe, BSG discount, and links to help raise awareness of colon cancer.  For more info about colon cancer and to help support the fight against it check out the Colon Cancer Foundation.  Head to our Patreon for weekly exclusive content. Get the Malt Couture Officially Licensed T-shirt. Follow DontDrinkBeer on Instagram and Twitter

Celebrate St. Patrick's Day with this fun Irish folktale about a beautiful girl who is so clumsy that she cannot spin like her mother, but when her mother lies about her spinning ability in order to win the hand of a prince, three unusual "aunts" come to her rescue.   An Irish version of Rumpeltstiltskin.  An episode from Journey with Story, a storytelling podcast for kids ages 4-10.  (duration 16 minutes) We have suspenced our Patreon platform for now.  But, you can receive all of this month's coloring sheets by signing up for my newsletter and you will also receive some terrific resources for raising kids who LOVE to read.  Sing up for free now at www.journeywithstory.com If your little listener wants to ask us a question or send us a drawing inspired by one of our episodes, send it to us at instagram@journeywithstory.  Or you can contact us at www.journeywithstory.com.  We love to hear from our listeners. If you enjoy our podcast, you can rate, review, and subscribe at here Did you know Kathleen is also a children's picture book author, you can find out more about her books at www.kathleenpelley.com We are thrilled to announce that Million Podcasts has featured Journey with Story in SIX of their "Best Podcasts", including Best Kids Podcasts, and Best Storytelling Podcasts. Million Podcasts Our Journey with Story teeshirts are now available for purchase from our website .https://journeywithstory.printify.me          

Two sisters go head-to-head on today's Great Mate Debate: Christine says her sister Shannon buys large, extravagant presents for Christine's kids and won't stop, even though she's been asked to. Shannon says spoiling her niece and nephew is part of her job as an aunt! Whose side are you on?

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Meghan Tonjes returns to the podcast to offer a different perspective about going No Contact than Oprah and Mel Robbins purport. Just because Boomers & Gen X put up with abusive behavior and authority trauma doesn't mean we have to--we have choices. The being disowned by a parent to reconciliation path CAN happen and her story is incredibly sweet. Tonjes offers a nuanced and deep reflection about her experience moving back to Michigan and Aunt life: the joys of parenting without the intense commitment.Our previous conversation, audio episode 12: https://open.spotify.com/episode/0HrT7lhY3sWjjROxDbbCLY?si=09f47219132947b8That time Tonjes filmed herself learning to dance at my aerobics class Fat Kid Dance Party when we were both in Los Angeles: https://youtu.be/Qvcyv0PsoAY?si=XHbc6KKr1e1VWBlsMeghan Tonjes on IG: @meghantonjes @oopsiebagsie @momentominisMeghan Tonjes Links including music: https://linktr.ee/meghantonjes(Patreon supporters got this episode a week early!) Support the Podcast!Patreon.com/fkdp (you can follow for free and get updates and freebies from me!)Venmo: @bevinbWork one on one with me: https://queerfatfemme.com/one-on-one-with-bevin/Aerobics! ⁠fatkiddanceparty.com/Amazon Wishlist: https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/1SJCL864DDKEH?ref_=wl_shareInstagram: @fatkiddanceparty @bevinspartyPodcast: https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/bevin (Search "Bevin" on Spotify or Apple Podcasts)You Tube Channel:https://www.youtube.com/c/SelfCarePartyBlog: queerfatfemme.comSubstack: bevinsparty.substack.comThreads, Tik Tok, bsky.app/, Twitter: @bevinspartyFacebook.com/bevinspartyLike/subscribe/review/send a link to a friend! It all helps!

MISTRESS MIA SITS DOWN WITH KINKY KYLIE AND TALK ABOUT THE LATEST CRAP (FIGURATIVELY AND LITERALLY) FROM THE DUNGEON.. THEN THEY LAY OUT SOME MORE FUN TALES ON BABY TAY, AND JUST OVERALL INCEST. THIS IS GOING TO GET STICKY.. OH AND THE SHIT EATER WANTED TO TAKE SOME HOME FOR THE ROAD. NO JUDGEMENT, BUT APPARENTLY MIA'S SHIT IS PURE GOLD.

Orlando's original hoard is revealed.   Doc Hop loses access to the magic of one of her oldest items. Rex Maximus absorbs and channels his ancestor. Ulysses takes his Adderall and beats the stuffing out of a bunch of creatures.   STARRING - Austin Yorski: https://bsky.app/profile/austinyorski.bsky.social Laura Kate Dale: https://bsky.app/profile/laurakbuzz.bsky.social Quinn Larios: https://bsky.app/profile/rollot.bsky.social   SUPPORT - Patreon.com/AustinYorski Patreon.com/LauraKBuzz Patreon.com/WeeklyMangaRecap   AUDIO - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MHrF-ZfdwIk Kirby Super Star OC ReMix by TSori & Others: "Until the Next Dance" [Meta Knight: Ending]: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeEvMkYAU1o Katherine Cordova - YouTube Dragon Warrior VII OC ReMix by Bluelighter...: "Deeper in the Heart" [Days of Sadness] (#3762) EarthBound OC ReMix by The Vodoú Queen: "Get Down with Your Bad Self, Mr. Saturn!" [Hi Ho] (#4798) Hollow Knight OC ReMix by DaMonz feat. Christine Giguère: "A Dream" [Dirtmouth] (#4884) Mother 3 OC ReMix by Sebastien Skaf: "Your Warmth" [Theme of Love] (#4850) OC ReMix #499: Little Nemo 'Nemo for Strings' [Dream 1: Mushroom Forest] by Gux Zelda: Breath of the Wild OC ReMix by RebeccaETripp...: "Bard in the Rain" [Kass] (#4813)   COMMUNITY - Discord: https://discord.gg/YMU3qUH Wiki: https://dicefunk.ludo.au/

In today's story, OP's Aunt refused to let them stay at her house when they needed a place to study - but now she's demanding OP use their pay check to fund her son's college fees. OP's wondering, is she serious, or just unbelievably entitled?0:00 Intro0:19 Story 13:30 Story 1 Comments / OP's Replies4:17 Story 1 Update8:41 Story 1 Comments / OP's Replies10:46 Story 212:55 Story 2 Comments / OP's Replies17:27 Story 2 Update20:17 Story 2 Comments / OP's Replies#redditupdate #redditrelationship #redditpodcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Seerah 01-07: The Public Call of Prophet Muhammad ﷺ at Mount Safa: Lessons from Early Islamic Da'wah and the Warning to the Quraysh | Qur'an and Authentic Sunnah Insights | ZAD Academy Audio | Blogpost by Zayd HajiAssalamu Alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuh,I am Zayd Haji, a student at ZAD Academy. In this lesson from ZAD Academy, we study a significant moment in the early history of Islam when the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ publicly announced his message to the people of Makkah. After several years of secretly calling people to Islam, the Prophet ﷺ was commanded by Allah to openly warn his people and begin the public stage of da'wah.This event marked a turning point in the mission of the Prophet ﷺ and demonstrated his courage, sincerity, and commitment to delivering the message of Islam.After years of private preaching, Allah commanded the Prophet ﷺ to warn his closest relatives and the people of Makkah. Allah says in the Qur'an:“And warn your closest kindred.” (Qur'an 26:214 – Quran.com)This command signaled the beginning of the public proclamation of Islam. The Prophet ﷺ understood that, just as earlier prophets faced rejection from their people, he too would encounter opposition and resistance.To deliver the message publicly, the Prophet ﷺ climbed Mount Safa and called out to the tribes of Quraysh. The people gathered because they trusted him and knew him as an honest and truthful person.Narrated Ibn `Abbas: When the Verse: --'And warn your tribe of near-kindred, was revealed, the Prophet (ﷺ) ascended the Safa (mountain) and started calling, "O Bani Fihr! O Bani `Adi!" addressing various tribes of Quraish till they were assembled. Those who could not come themselves, sent their messengers to see what was there. Abu Lahab and other people from Quraish came and the Prophet (ﷺ) then said, "Suppose I told you that there is an (enemy) cavalry in the valley intending to attack you, would you believe me?" They said, "Yes, for we have not found you telling anything other than the truth." He then said, "I am a warner to you in face of a terrific punishment." Abu Lahab said (to the Prophet) "May your hands perish all this day. Is it for this purpose you have gathered us?" Then it was revealed: "Perish the hands of Abu Lahab (one of the Prophet's uncles), and perish he! His wealth and his children will not profit him...." (111.1-5)Sahih al-Bukhari 4770https://sunnah.com/bukhari:4770During this address, the Prophet ﷺ emphasized that every individual is responsible for their own faith and actions. He addressed his relatives and even his daughter Fatimah with a powerful reminder that no one can rely solely on family ties for salvation.Narrated Abu Huraira: When Allah revealed the Verse: "Warn your nearest kinsmen," Allah's Messenger (ﷺ) got up and said, "O people of Quraish (or said similar words)! Buy (i.e. save) yourselves (from the Hellfire) as I cannot save you from Allah's Punishment; O Bani `Abd Manaf! I cannot save you from Allah's Punishment, O Safiya, the Aunt of Allah's Messenger (ﷺ)! I cannot save you from Allah's Punishment; O Fatima bint Muhammad! Ask me anything from my wealth, but I cannot save you from Allah's Punishment."Sahih al-Bukhari 2753https://sunnah.com/bukhari:2753While many of the Quraysh were surprised by the message, the most hostile response came from the Prophet's uncle Abu Lahab. He rejected the message and insulted the Prophet ﷺ.In response to his hostility, Allah revealed a chapter in the Qur'an condemning Abu Lahab:“May the hands of Abu Lahab be ruined, and ruined is he.” (Qur'an 111:1 – Quran.com)This revelation confirmed the truth of the Prophet's mission and exposed the opposition of those who rejected the message of Islam.The public call of the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ at Mount Safa represents a pivotal moment in Islamic history. It illustrates the courage of the Prophet ﷺ in delivering Allah's message despite the risk of rejection and persecution.

In the first Song-i-sode of Season 4, we are so excited to debut yet another song for ya! This next installation of our SONG-i-SODE series is Session #14, with our Practical Magic-inspired original song "True Love Spell"!This song is all about Little Sally's take on love after seeing her Aunts stick a bird with pins to help "No Chill Irene" win the affections of a married man. The Stinas also sneak peek Gillian's Antithesis song about how she "Can't wait to fall in love!"As per Song-i-Sode tradition, The Stinas revisit their notes & lyrics and chat about how they wrote this song! They dissect their original work verse by verse, draft by draft, and take you on the creative journey of how they wrote the song from start to finish. We'll also explore original versions of the song, scratch demos, and lyrics that just didn't make the cut. Then sit back and relax as the Stinas debut their latest demo for this song!If you love our Practical Magic-Inspired Original Music, download our debut EP Welcome to the Neighborhood | The Magnolia Street Sessions: Volume 1 over on our bandcamp, or stream right here on Spotify! Find our Spotify Production Playlist for this song!SOCIALS:⁠⁠Link Tree⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Patreon⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SOURCES DISCLAIMER:The Magnolia Street Podcast intends to discuss the movie, “Practical Magic” in its entirety. This will evidently result in spoilers and it is recommended that you watch and or read the following. Alice Hoffman's: Practical Magic, Rules of Magic, Magic Lessons, Book of Magic. The Magnolia Street Podcast is for entertainment and informational purposes and should not be used as a substitute for professional or medical advice. Do not attempt any of the discussed actions, solutions, or remedies without first consulting a qualified professional. It should be noted that we are not medical professionals and therefore we are not responsible or liable for any injuries or illnesses resulting from the use of any information on our website or in our media.The Magnolia Street Podcast presenters, Kristina Babich and Justina Carubia are passionate fans of Alice Hoffman's work and the Practical Magic word she has created. There is no copyright infringement intended, all characters and story lines are that of Alice Hoffman. We do not own any of that material as well as any of the move score music shared within the podcast.All intellectual property rights concerning personally written music and or shared art are vested in Magnolia Street Podcast. Copying, distributing and any other use of these materials is not permitted without the written permission from Kristina Babich and Justina Carubia.

Fluent Fiction - French: Château de Chambord: A Family's Winter Reunion Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/fr/episode/2026-03-06-08-38-20-fr Story Transcript:Fr: Dans le froid embrumé d'un matin de fin d'hiver, le Château de Chambord se dressait majestueux et solitaire.En: In the misty cold of a late winter morning, the Château de Chambord stood majestic and solitary.Fr: À l'intérieur, les murs résonnaient du passé.En: Inside, the walls resonated with the past.Fr: Louis se tenait près de la fenêtre, contemplant la nature silencieuse.En: Louis stood near the window, contemplating the silent nature.Fr: Pour lui, cette réunion de famille était cruciale.En: For him, this family reunion was crucial.Fr: La salle de réception était vaste, remplie de portraits silencieux et d'une cheminée crépitante.En: The reception hall was vast, filled with silent portraits and a crackling fireplace.Fr: Tout était prêt pour accueillir Élodie, sa sœur, et Camille, sa fille.En: Everything was ready to welcome Élodie, his sister, and Camille, his daughter.Fr: Camille, avec son sourire chaleureux et sa détermination, était la médiatrice entre les deux.En: Camille, with her warm smile and determination, was the mediator between the two.Fr: Lorsque la porte s'ouvrit, Élodie apparut, emmitouflée dans son manteau.En: When the door opened, Élodie appeared, wrapped in her coat.Fr: Le froid de l'extérieur semblait refléter la distance entre elle et Louis.En: The cold from outside seemed to reflect the distance between her and Louis.Fr: Camille prit les devants.En: Camille took the lead.Fr: "Bienvenue, tante Élodie," dit-elle avec enthousiasme, espérant adoucir l'atmosphère.En: "Welcome, Aunt Élodie," she said enthusiastically, hoping to soften the atmosphere.Fr: Les heures passèrent lentement, entrecoupées de rires tendus et de conversations hésitantes.En: The hours passed slowly, interspersed with tense laughter and hesitant conversations.Fr: Finalement, Louis prit son courage à deux mains.En: Finally, Louis gathered his courage.Fr: Il invita Élodie à s'asseoir près de la cheminée.En: He invited Élodie to sit by the fireplace.Fr: Camille s'assit aussi, prête à soutenir son père.En: Camille sat too, ready to support her father.Fr: "Élodie, il est temps de parler," commença Louis.En: "Élodie, it's time to talk," Louis began.Fr: Sa voix était douce mais ferme.En: His voice was gentle yet firm.Fr: "Je sais que le passé a été difficile.En: "I know the past has been difficult.Fr: Cette affaire d'héritage nous a éloignés."En: This inheritance issue has driven us apart."Fr: Élodie fixa les flammes, évitant le regard de son frère.En: Élodie stared at the flames, avoiding her brother's gaze.Fr: Sa voix s'éleva doucement.En: Her voice rose softly.Fr: "Louis, j'ai ressenti tant d'injustice.En: "Louis, I felt so much injustice.Fr: Maman et papa auraient voulu que cela se passe différemment."En: Mom and Dad would have wanted it to go differently."Fr: Louis hocha lentement la tête.En: Louis slowly nodded.Fr: "Je comprends," dit-il.En: "I understand," he said.Fr: "Peut-être avons-nous tous les deux mal interprété leurs volontés."En: "Perhaps we both misinterpreted their wishes."Fr: Camille intervint.En: Camille intervened.Fr: "Nous devons honorer leur mémoire, ensemble.En: "We must honor their memory, together.Fr: L'argent et les propriétés ne valent pas plus que notre famille."En: Money and properties aren't worth more than our family."Fr: Un silence pesa, lourd et révélateur.En: A heavy and revealing silence weighed.Fr: Puis, doucement, Élodie relâcha sa colère accumulée.En: Then, gently, Élodie released her accumulated anger.Fr: Elle posa une main sur celle de Louis, réalisant que le lien familial transcendait la dispute.En: She placed a hand on Louis's, realizing that the family bond transcended the dispute.Fr: Le soleil de l'après-midi baignait lentement la pièce d'une lumière douce.En: The afternoon sun slowly bathed the room in soft light.Fr: Les tensions se dissipaient, balayées comme la brume du matin.En: Tensions dissipated, swept away like the morning mist.Fr: Ensemble, ils prirent la décision d'oublier le passé.En: Together, they decided to forget the past.Fr: Ce jour-là, ils se promirent de se soutenir et d'être là les uns pour les autres, comme leurs parents l'auraient souhaité.En: That day, they promised to support each other and be there for one another, as their parents would have wished.Fr: Dans cette atmosphère de réconciliation, le Château de Chambord, témoin silencieux, semblait sourire, conservant une nouvelle mémoire d'espoir et de fraternité.En: In this atmosphere of reconciliation, the Château de Chambord, silent witness, seemed to smile, preserving a new memory of hope and fraternity. Vocabulary Words:mist: la brumemajestic: majestueuxsolitary: solitaireto resonate: résonnerreunion: la réunionvast: vasteportrait: le portraitmediator: le médiateur / la médiatriceto appear: apparaîtreto wrap: emmitouflerto soften: adouciratmosphere: l'atmosphèrehesitant: hésitantto gather one's courage: prendre son courage à deux mainsinheritance: l'héritageto avoid: éviterinjustice: l'injusticeto misinterpret: mal interpréterproperty: la propriététense: tenduto weigh: peserrevealing: révélateurto release: relâcherbond: le liendispute: la disputeto dissipate: se dissiperto sweep away: balayerto promise: promettrereconciliation: la réconciliationfraternity: la fraternité

Carrigan Nelson was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma in March of 2019 and fought for the next 69 months with this form of Pediatric Bone Cancer until her passing on Christmas Day in 2025 when she was 24 years old. Carrigan was a truly Iconic young woman who did so much for the cause of Pediatric and Adolescent Cancer and was beloved by everyone that knew her. A very well accomplished Singer, Dancer, and Artist, she looked at life with Joy and nothing mattered to her more than trying to inspire other young patients with her singing and reaching out in compassion to help others in any way possible. Her mom Tammy, her Aunt Bonnie, and her greatest friends Deaven Pierpoint, Hannah Nasser, and Madison Quinn will talk about their beloved daughter, niece, and friend in this Tribute To Carrigan.

Nominated for best supporting actress for her performance in weapons; Amy Madigan finds herself on the academy stage 40 years after her last nomination for twice in a lifetime. Tonight she is a front runner for her creepy performance as the witch aunt Gladys in Zach Cregger's 2025 thriller Weapons!

Your body is basically a Cold War-era construction site, and Lexington is ready for company from 40 light years away. In Episode 1044, Scot and Tony examine the "Existential Dread" of birthdays, the biology of aging, and why you should never let a "Feng Shui Master" near public road safety equipment. As always, the news is true—as far as you know.Space-Age Bourbon: Lexington, Kentucky is so desperate for tourists they've started firing infrared lasers into space. They've sent the molecular structure of water, bourbon, and dopamine to a star system 40 light years away. We expect a "No Thanks" by 2064.The "Ship of Theseus" Body: Why do you feel like you died at Gettysburg when most of your cells are less than 10 years old? We dive into cell turnover, carbon-14 dating from Cold War nuclear tests, and the parts of you (like your eye lenses) that are "original equipment" from birth.The "Aunt's Dog" Defense: A Florida woman (because of course) tries to beat a mandated drug test by submitting a sample from her aunt's dog. Pro tip: Scientists can tell the difference between human DNA and a Golden Retriever.Demonic Mirrors vs. Oncoming Traffic: In Shanghai, a woman's quest for better Feng Shui leads her to disable a traffic mirror because it was "irradiating her home with negative energy." The result? High-speed "positive energy" collisions at a 90-degree turn.Birthday Logistics: Why having a birthday six months from Christmas is the ultimate gift-giving hack, and why June 15th is a dangerous day for Scot's memory.If you enjoyed this dose of the truth-adjacent, please like the video, subscribe to the channel, and leave a comment. Is your body a high-speed construction site or a crumbling ruin? Let us know below!#ThisIsTrueReallyNews #Science #OddNews #FloridaWoman #Lexington #FengShui #AgingInside This Episode:

March 1, 1942 - Jack Benny is upset that his movie "Charlie's Aunt" didn't win him an Academy Award, he falls asleep and dreams of what might have happened. References include Oscar winner Gary Cooper and Joan Fontaine, Fred Allen, Frank Buck, and the old French motto "Honi soit qui mal y pense" or "Evil to him who evil thinks".

What can you imagine for a better world?...Today, Abbie and Jenn discuss the recent Chinese Lunar New Year, and the context of the transition from the year of the Wood Snake to the year of the Fire Horse as it relates to a shared sense of urgency, momentum, revolution. As Abbie and Jenn explore imagination as invitation, action, rehearsal, and experiment, they name a relationship between communication, stories, and imagination for designing better social worlds. ...Jennifer Chan (she/her) is a second-generation Chinese-Canadian settler, born and raised in Tkaranto, Turtle Island. Jenn is an oldest daughter of immigrants from Hong Kong, she is a Mama to two wonderful humans, a partner to her high school sweetie, a fiercely loyal friend as well as a sister and an Aunt, she is also a Double Virgo who lives with ADHD. Jenn weaves her deeply personal perspectives and worldviews into her work as the CEO of the Department of Imaginary Affairs. ...Stories Lived. Stories Told. is created, produced & hosted by Abbie VanMeter.Stories Lived. Stories Told. is an initiative of the CMM Institute for Personal and Social Evolution....Music for Stories Lived. Stories Told. is created by Rik Spann....CMM Institute SubstackCMM Institute Events Page…⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Explore all things Stories Lived. Stories Told. here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Explore all things CMM Institute here.

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In tonight's bedtime story with Karissa, we're following a young woman named Holly as she trades a busy week for a restful weekend in her Aunt's rural garden cabin. With a friendly dog by her side, she settles into simple comforts - tea on the veranda, birdsong in the trees, and rain softly tapping on the roof - rediscovering the calm that comes from truly switching off. Join Sleep Wave Premium ✨ in just two taps! Enjoy 2 bonus episodes a month plus all episodes ad-free and show your support to Karissa. Upgrade via our show page on Apple, or via this link for all other players ➡️ https://sleepwave.supercast.com/ Love the Sleep Wave Podcast? Please hit follow & leave a review ⭐️ How are we doing with Sleep Wave? Click here to let us know

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Open Phones brings us Brett, a college student who's not a fan of his aunt, his mom's sister, coming to visit him, since it usually means she's gonna hook up with half the frat, lol

Christine Kuehn never knew the full story of her German Grandfather living in Hawaii, until historians started calling, asking her about her family. As it turned out, her Grandfather and Aunt helped the Nazis and Japanese plan the attack on Pearl Harbor, and her story would be unbelievable, if it weren't true!

From a shocking car crash to the haunting questions left behind, Paige and Natalie unpack Something's Wrong with Aunt Diane, examining the theories, contradictions, and devastating impact on the families involved. They discuss how uncertainty, denial, and grief collide in one of the most unsettling true-crime documentaries. To join in on next week's conversation, we're watching Amy Bradley Is Missing on Netflix. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

One unforgettable hookup, a surprise family introduction, and a secret that could change everything. Should she tell her aunt the truth before he does — or take this to the grave? Love Em or List Em decides.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

SO BABY TAY FACE TIMED WITH MISTRESS MIA AND DISCUSSED ALL HIS RECENT ENCOUNTERS WITH HIS HOT AUNT.. HE'S SO CLOSE TO FUCKING HER. THEN STEVE SENT ME AN EMAIL AND WE HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THAT.. SO THERE'S THAT. AND IF YOU COME TO THE DUNGEON TO BE A WHINY BITCH, PREPARE FOR ME TO MAKE FUN OF YOU. IF YOU MARRIED A BITCH, SHE'S ALWAYS GOING TO BE A BITCH. PUSH THROUGH IT OR DIVORCE HER!SO LOTS OF DISCUSSIONS ON THE LATEST EPISODE OF --->CALL ME MISTRESSWWW.CALLMEMISTRESSSHOW.COM

Have any questions, insights, or feedback? Send me a text!Length: 2 hoursSynopsis: Back in 2022, I gave a shiur on the extremely niche topic of avunculate marriage, that is, an uncle marrying his niece. Two years later, I received an email titled “Avunculate Marriage: Need Some Spiritual Guidance” from an aunt and nephew who were in love and seeking rabbinic guidance about whether their relationship would meet with Divine approval. I responded to the best of my ability. This morning (2/22/26), in our YBT Sunday shiur, I presented the answer I gave them.---מקורות:רמב"ם - משנה תורה - ספר קדושה: כותרת; הלכות איסורי ביאה ב:ידדברים ד:ה-וויקרא יח:יב-יגרמב"ם - משנה תורה: ספר שופטים, הלכות מלכים ומלחמות ט:השמות ו:כסנהדרין דף נח עמוד בספורנו - ויקרא יח:וRabbi Raphael Pelcovitz, Commentary on Sforno - Vayikra 18:6ר' אליה די נולא - ויקרא יח:ו-יארמב"ם - מורה הנבוכים ג:מטרמב"ם - פירוש המשניות, שמונה פרקים פרק ושד"ל - ויקרא יח:ה-----The Torah content for the month of February is sponsored by the Koffsky family in memory of Adira Rose Koffsky a”h, whose third yahrzeit is on the 11th of Shvat. Adira was a gifted writer, a deep thinker, and an exceptionally kind soul. I am grateful to have been able to call her my student.תְּהֵא נִשְׁמָתָהּ צְרוּרָה בִּצְרוֹר הַחַיִּים (May her soul be bound up in the bundle of life.)-----If you've gained from what you've learned here, please consider contributing to my Patreon at www.patreon.com/rabbischneeweiss. Alternatively, if you would like to make a direct contribution to the "Rabbi Schneeweiss Torah Content Fund," my Venmo is @Matt-Schneeweiss, and my Zelle and PayPal are mattschneeweiss at gmail. Even a small contribution goes a long way to covering the costs of my podcasts, and will provide me with the financial freedom to produce even more Torah content for you.If you would like to sponsor a day's or a week's worth of content, or if you are interested in enlisting my services as a teacher or tutor, you can reach me at rabbischneeweiss at gmail. Thank you to my listeners for listening, thank you to my readers for reading, and thank you to my supporters for supporting my efforts to make Torah ideas available and accessible to everyone.-----Substack: rabbischneeweiss.substack.com/YU Torah: yutorah.org/teachers/Rabbi-Matt-SchneeweissPatreon: patreon.com/rabbischneeweissYouTube Channel: youtube.com/rabbischneeweissInstagram: instagram.com/rabbischneeweiss/"The Stoic Jew" Podcast: thestoicjew.buzzsprout.com"Machshavah Lab" Podcast: machshavahlab.buzzsprout.com"The Mishlei Podcast": mishlei.buzzsprout.com"Rambam Bekius" Podcast: rambambekius.buzzsprout.com"The Tefilah Podcast": tefilah.buzzsprout.comOld Blog: kolhaseridim.blogspot.com/WhatsApp Content Hub (where I post all my content and announce my public classes): https://chat.whatsapp.com/GEB1EPIAarsELfHWuI2k0HAmazon Wishlist: amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/Y72CSP86S24W?ref_=wl_sharel

I worship God with my worldwide church family. “All nations will come and worship before you” (Revelation 15:4).

I worship God with my worldwide church family. “All nations will come and worship before you” (Revelation 15:4).

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Aunt regrets stealing his virginity. She makes it right.By regularguy 13. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.Thursday, Feb 13thHarvey Fielding, the aged patriarch of the family stood and looked out with pride at the group sitting around the dinner table. Three generations were present. With him, were his two daughters and their families. Harvey’s wife was not with them. Unfortunately, she had passed away.They were at his eldest daughter’s house in Richmond, Virginia. Meadow was a divorced woman with a single child. Her daughter, Wendy, was twenty and a sophomore at Randolph-Macon College.Sitting across from them was his other daughter, Breeze, and her family: her husband, Bill and their son, Arlo.The group had enjoyed a good meal.Harvey Fielding said, “I stand here a proud and happy man. These get-togethers are too short and too infrequent.”His family murmured their agreement.He continued, “Congratulations Meadow, on being recognized by the National Association of Women Lawyers for the mentoring program you run for high school girls.”Everyone raised their glass and congratulated her. Then Harvey said, “Congratulations to Arlo for his scholarship to my favorite school, Randolph-Macon College. If I say so myself, it is an excellent institution of higher learning. I am pleased that you’re planning to major in Philosophy and Ethics.”Breeze laughed and said good-naturedly, “Father, it looks like you won. Arlo has your temperament. I tried to develop his artist side, but he has none.”“Wendy caught that bug,” Meadow said with a laugh. “Maybe you and I should trade kids.”Breeze was a talented artist. She inherited that skill from her mother. Like her mother, Breeze could draw, paint and sculpt. She and Bill earned their living selling the art they produced.Harvey dramatically lowered his voice and said, “Arlo, happy as I am that you’ll be joining your cousin Wendy at R-MC, unfortunately, I have to report that the quality of the teaching staff there has diminished significantly recently.”He was kidding and everyone knew it. They all laughed. He had retired from the college last year after thirty years of teaching philosophy and ethics.He waited for the laughter to die and then said, “And lastly, let us say bon voyage to our travelers. Breeze and Bill are off tomorrow for a well-deserved, ten-day vacation to St. Bart’s. While they are having fun in the sun, the rest of us will be suffering through a cold and dreary Virginia February.”Breeze said, “I’ll send you all photos from the warm and sunny Caribbean.”“No thanks,” Harvey chirped. “I don’t need to see pictures of you two naked.”The family laughed. Bill and Breeze were artists, but they weren’t free spirits. Everyone knew them to be serious, shy, quiet souls. They would never frolic naked on a beach or anywhere else for that matter.Harvey waited until he had everyone’s attention and then he said, “I will close the night with a quote from a brilliant philosopher.” He raised his glass and said, “To alcohol: the cause of, and solution to all the world’s problems. At least so says Homer Simpson.”Cheers and laughter broke out. Everyone raised their glass and drank.^^^After the meal, Bill and Breeze said their goodbyes. They had to catch an early flight out of Baltimore-Washington Airport and they were spending the night at a hotel near the airport.Breeze hugged her boy and said, “Enjoy the tour of the campus and sitting in on some classes. Promise me you will talk to the other students.” She looked concerned.“Ah Mom,” Arlo whined.Arlo took after his parents. He too was a shy person. He was naturally quiet, but it was more than that, he was awkward around people and uncomfortable to engage with them. He was not a “people person” and had never had a lot of friends.His behavior was partly due to his timid nature. His upbringing also contributed to his demeanor. When he was young, he only had limited opportunities to interact with other children. He hadn’t attended regular school. He was home schooled.His parents taught him what they thought was necessary and let books supplement their efforts. He became a big reader and gravitated to ethics because it was a field of study that suited his nature. He could read and think and pursue it alone.Arlo’s opportunity to connect with other kids was hurt by his family’s nomadic lifestyle. The family was forced to move to follow artistic projects. He was always the new kid in town and he often moved before anyone got to know him or he got to know them.His parents prayed he would outgrow his shyness. They hoped that college would be that time.Wendy was the next person to say her goodbyes. She was returning to school.“Bye Mom,” Wendy said. “My sorority is having an event.”Meadow knew that was code for “I have a party to go to”. She was fine with that. Wendy was a good girl and she kept her grades up. However, she felt they should give her nephew an opportunity to attend the party.She said, “Wendy, why don’t you take Arlo with you?”Wendy was planning to hook up with her boyfriend. She didn’t want to be stuck with her nerdy cousin. However, she knew she couldn’t object outright. She decided to roll the dice and invite him. She was betting his shy nature would cause him to decline.“Arlo,” Wendy asked brightly. “Would you like to go? There’s a party tonight. Lots of people will be there.”Arlo started to sweat. Crowds and parties scared him. He stammered as he responded, “Ah. Ah. No, thank you. Gramps and I were planning to discuss ethics.”Wendy smiled. She was happy her plan had worked and she when off to the party unencumbered.Meadow cleaned up and headed off to bed. It had been a long day for her.Harvey and Arlo had an enjoyable time discussing philosophy and ethics. Harvey played the role of professor. During their conversation, he asked,“Arlo, what does it mean to be good.”Arlo spoke clearly. He was comfortable talking to his grandfather and very comfort talking about ethics. He gave the textbook answer. “To be honest, courageous, respectful and concerned about others. To be a good citizen. Obey the laws, protect the environment, be informed and be involved with society.”“Why should we strive to live by these standards?” the old professor asked.“Our world would be unpleasant and chaotic if we didn’t. We’d be miserable if everyone lied and cheated and was mean to each another. If people acted on their baser instincts of greed and self-interest, we couldn’t build a functioning society.”“Do you believe the goals of humans are joy, happiness, and contentment and the best way to achieve these goals is ethical behavior?”Arlo nodded.“I agree also,” Harvey said. “Now, how do we get there?”They discussed different versions of ethical theory. Arlo was a proponent of one theory. His Grandfather favored another.Harvey summed up his argument this way. He said, “As you know, in consequential ethics, the outcome determines the morality of the act.”Arlo interjected, “For you, the end justifies the mean. Do you really believe there are no standards of behavior that should be upheld?”“Yes and no,” Harvey conceded. “What makes an action right or wrong is the consequences of the action. Being truthful is a noble goal, but I believe it is okay to lie sometimes.”“But a lie is a lie,” Arlo stated. For him, everything was black or white.“Yes, a lie is a lie,” Harvey agreed. “But a lie can be a good thing. Consider this scenario, an overweight wife asks her husband if her butt is too big. Which is the better choice? If he’s truthful and says "Yes, dear. You’re fat.” He hurt her feelings. If he lies and says, “No. You look fine.” She is happy and believe me, it increases the husband’s happiness too.“"That’s an innocent lie,” Arlo pointed out. “You need to be truthful about significant things.”“Like life or death issues?”“Certainly.”Harvey said, “What would you do in this circumstance? A criminal breaks into your home. He demands to know if anyone else in the house?. You know your mother is upstairs. Do you tell him? Or do you attempt to protect her and say ‘I’m the only one here.’”“I lie to protect my mother,” Arlo answered.“Exactly,” Harvey said. “It is acceptable, I would argue necessary at times, to break the moral code to be moral. The essence of morality is determined by the outcome of the act. One cannot blindly follow a set of precepts and expect to achieve good results.”Arlo said, “You make a good argument for your system, but I still have problems with it. Many people believe in God and follow the Ten Commandments. That is a good thing for them and society. They would say you are replacing God’s law with man’s judgment. Religious people won’t like that. And considering the nature of man, won’t a man always find a way to justify his behavior?"And isn’t it a better, simpler and faster method of moral behavior to have standards and to live by them? I can see the world grinding to a halt as we all say 'Time out. I need to do a moral calculation of all my possible actions to see which is best for the greatest number of people.’”Harvey laughed and said, “This is exactly why I find ethics so fascinating. Lying is bad. You should strive to always tell the truth unless the situation dictates that a lie is the better choice. You should follow God’s laws except when you know better. The end justifies the mean except when it causes you to break some moral code.”Harvey smiled good-naturedly and said, “Another reason I find Ethics so fascinating is because it is the perfect excuse to argue and drink. Two of my favorite things.”Harvey stood and finished his drink. He was impressed with his grandson’s grasp of the subject and his intellect.“Arlo, I’ll leave you with one more question that may push you to my side. If the tip of your dick is resting on the labia of a beautiful and willing female, would you lie to her so both of you could enjoy out of this world sex?"Let’s say she pauses and asks if you love her. What are you going to say?"In my scenario, you like her, but you aren’t in love with her. If you are completely honest, you and she miss out on a wonderful experience. You deny each other the joy of great sex."Ethics is about good and evil, right and wrong. If the goal of your actions is the greatest good for the greatest number, then you must lie and fuck her. To needlessly uphold a rigid, abstract standard in this situation serves no purpose, correct?”Harvey walked away. He grabbed his coat and returned to his house. Arlo went to bed. He laid on the floral sheets and pondered the last question his grandfather put to him. His dick was hard and thought the answer was obvious.^^^While the virgin, Arlo, was thinking about sex, his cousin, Wendy, was having sex.She had recently begun dating the handsome captain of college’s baseball team. That was a big boost to her social standing because he was a big man on campus. All her girlfriends were jealous. At the moment, Wendy was giving him a blowjob.“Oh!” Wendy cried in distress. The hot brunette gagged on his dick and pulled off. She coughed repeatedly. Her eyes watered.Warren, her boyfriend, chuckled. He knew he had a big dick and he enjoyed watching his conquests struggle with it. The only thing he enjoyed more was when they beg for it.“What’s the matter, Wendy?” he asked pretending he didn’t know.Wendy had been struggling with the girth of his cock as she knelt topless beside him on his bed in his bedroom blowing him. When the bastard rocked his hips forward, he drove his big dick in deep, too deep into her mouth. He caused her to gag and cough.He had done it on purpose just to mess with her. While she coughed, he guided her to her back. He hiked up her dress and pulled her panties off. He sat beside her and gently brushed the hair from her tanned face.He consoled her, “Better now? Good. Let me see your beautiful face.”She smiled at his words of false concern. She said, “Yes. I’m better.”“Good.”Warren climbed on top of her and shoved his cock inside her.“OH!” she cried. “Warren! I need time.”He pushed his dick in further and further. Her internal organs were rudely shoved aside.She broke out into a sweat. She spread her legs as wide as possible as if that would make his sudden penetration any easier.“Oh. Oh. Oh!” she grunted in shock.“Oh baby, you’re the best. I love your tight pussy,” he cooed. He did love a snug cunt. He also loved surprising his women and watching them squirm and wince when he rudely slid into them before they were ready.He looked into her eyes and saw the shock, the pain, and fear his action generated. It made fucking her more exciting for him. He casually stroked in and out of her. He saw her battle to accommodate his size and the sudden assault.She didn’t complain. They rarely did. She struggled at first. She worked hard to handle him. Her body adapted and lubricated.Warren grinned at her. It grew into a full smile when he saw a flicker of pleasure replace her look of distress.“Em. Oh. Yeah,” she groaned as her vagina fully opened and her lubrication level maxed out. Pleasure replaced pain and then, the fucking began.Warren was a sexual narcissist. Like any good narcissist, he had great admiration for himself. He also had a grandiose sense of his sexual prowess. He didn’t have sex, he put on virtuoso performances. When he wasn’t abusing her, Wendy felt things and levels of pleasure no other man elicited.He worked his magic. She came on his cock twice. She was now a puddle of quivering flesh.“Oh God! Oh God! Warren come inside me,” she begged. “I can’t take it. If you make me come one more time, I’m going to pass out.”Those were the words he was dying to hear. He ramped up his efforts and made her come against her wishes.“Oh God. Oh God! Oh. Oh! Oh!” she cried out.Wendy came hard. Another glorious orgasm wracked her body. She felt dizzy and then experienced a sudden loss of consciousness.Warren watched and congratulated himself, “There it is, la petite mort. The little death.”He was proud that he had fucked her so well that she had fainted. Wendy woke to hear him groaning and still screwing her, “Oh yeah. Oh, fuck. Ah.”She hugged him and said the words he loved to hear. “Oh, Warren. You fuck me like no one else.”That punched his ticket. He enjoyed hearing those words more than he had enjoyed having sex with her. He felt victorious once again and he came.^^^Friday, February 14thAunt Meadow and Arlo had breakfast together. She said, “Today’s the big day. So, you’re going to sit in on some classes?”He nodded to avoid speaking.They left at the same time. He went to the college to tour the campus and she went to prosecute a child molester.Arlo returned to this Aunt’s house late-afternoon. No one was there. He watched television.“Indiana Jones, you rock,” Arlo said.He had just watched the movie “Raiders of the Lost Ark”. It was his favorite movie. In his dreams, he was the handsome, swashbuckling hero. He won the girl and saved the day. In real life, he was a shy eighteen-year-old who was awkward around people and especially timid and nervous around females. Needless to say, he didn’t date and he was a virgin.He walked into the bathroom and said, “I love indoor plumbing.”He peed in the toilet, flushed and said, “Why do my parents put up with a smelly, camper toilet when if we lived like normal people we could all use this wonderful, hygienic device?”Since his parents moved frequently to work on commissioned art project, they lived in a camper that they pulled by an SUV.“How about a shower?” he asked rhetorically.He answered himself continuing to talk out loud. “That sounds good. A nice, long, hot shower. Another marvelous experience denied to trailer people.”Arlo undressed. He dropped his clothes in a pile on the floor.He said, “Oh. They have a hamper.”He left his clothes on the floor and went to the wicker container. He flipped open the top. He saw a sexy black, lacy bra and a pair of panties.“Whoa!”He picked up the bra. He had never seen something so beautiful, so sexy, and certainly never on a live girl. He was not the kind of guy who could seduce a woman.None of his mother’s bras were like this one. She was a petite woman with small breasts. She usually didn’t bother with one because she didn’t need to. If she wore one, they were soft, stretchy bandeau tube style bras. Functional. Not sexy.“36C,” he snickered as he read the label. “She certainly is the big sister.”He examined the cups and fingered the lace. His dick got hard thinking about the soft flesh that filled them. Next, he picked up the underwear. It also had lace and was alluring. He studied it and did the unthinkable. He brought the crotch to his nose and sniffed.“Oh! Em.”He was overwhelmed with the acrid, musky odor of a woman. His dick twitched and grew hard. He said, “Aunt Meadow wore these! This is her scent.”He held the panties to his nose with his left hand and stroked his dick with his right.“Mum,” he groaned breathing deeply.He looked around for something to use as a lubricant. He spied hand lotion on the counter by the sink. He pumped a large amount on his hand and masturbated. He sniffed the panties, stroked his cock and kept thinking about how this article of clothing had been pressed up against a woman’s pussy.“Oh! Oh! God!” he called out as he came in the sink. He dropped the panties and gripped the counter for support as he jacked off into the basin.“Oh! Fuck,” he cried as the last of his spunk landed in the sink. His heart was pounding and his breathing was ragged. He rested a bit and then turned on the tap and cleaned up. He sent his cum down the drain.He returned the sexy underwear to the dirty clothes hamper and hopped in the shower. He shampooed his hair and scrubbed his body hard. He was trying to wash away the sin of masturbation made worse by sniffing his Aunt’s soiled underwear.^^^

Aunt regrets stealing his virginity. She makes it right.By regularguy 13. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.Thursday, Feb 13thHarvey Fielding, the aged patriarch of the family stood and looked out with pride at the group sitting around the dinner table. Three generations were present. With him, were his two daughters and their families. Harvey’s wife was not with them. Unfortunately, she had passed away.They were at his eldest daughter’s house in Richmond, Virginia. Meadow was a divorced woman with a single child. Her daughter, Wendy, was twenty and a sophomore at Randolph-Macon College.Sitting across from them was his other daughter, Breeze, and her family: her husband, Bill and their son, Arlo.The group had enjoyed a good meal.Harvey Fielding said, “I stand here a proud and happy man. These get-togethers are too short and too infrequent.”His family murmured their agreement.He continued, “Congratulations Meadow, on being recognized by the National Association of Women Lawyers for the mentoring program you run for high school girls.”Everyone raised their glass and congratulated her. Then Harvey said, “Congratulations to Arlo for his scholarship to my favorite school, Randolph-Macon College. If I say so myself, it is an excellent institution of higher learning. I am pleased that you’re planning to major in Philosophy and Ethics.”Breeze laughed and said good-naturedly, “Father, it looks like you won. Arlo has your temperament. I tried to develop his artist side, but he has none.”“Wendy caught that bug,” Meadow said with a laugh. “Maybe you and I should trade kids.”Breeze was a talented artist. She inherited that skill from her mother. Like her mother, Breeze could draw, paint and sculpt. She and Bill earned their living selling the art they produced.Harvey dramatically lowered his voice and said, “Arlo, happy as I am that you’ll be joining your cousin Wendy at R-MC, unfortunately, I have to report that the quality of the teaching staff there has diminished significantly recently.”He was kidding and everyone knew it. They all laughed. He had retired from the college last year after thirty years of teaching philosophy and ethics.He waited for the laughter to die and then said, “And lastly, let us say bon voyage to our travelers. Breeze and Bill are off tomorrow for a well-deserved, ten-day vacation to St. Bart’s. While they are having fun in the sun, the rest of us will be suffering through a cold and dreary Virginia February.”Breeze said, “I’ll send you all photos from the warm and sunny Caribbean.”“No thanks,” Harvey chirped. “I don’t need to see pictures of you two naked.”The family laughed. Bill and Breeze were artists, but they weren’t free spirits. Everyone knew them to be serious, shy, quiet souls. They would never frolic naked on a beach or anywhere else for that matter.Harvey waited until he had everyone’s attention and then he said, “I will close the night with a quote from a brilliant philosopher.” He raised his glass and said, “To alcohol: the cause of, and solution to all the world’s problems. At least so says Homer Simpson.”Cheers and laughter broke out. Everyone raised their glass and drank.^^^After the meal, Bill and Breeze said their goodbyes. They had to catch an early flight out of Baltimore-Washington Airport and they were spending the night at a hotel near the airport.Breeze hugged her boy and said, “Enjoy the tour of the campus and sitting in on some classes. Promise me you will talk to the other students.” She looked concerned.“Ah Mom,” Arlo whined.Arlo took after his parents. He too was a shy person. He was naturally quiet, but it was more than that, he was awkward around people and uncomfortable to engage with them. He was not a “people person” and had never had a lot of friends.His behavior was partly due to his timid nature. His upbringing also contributed to his demeanor. When he was young, he only had limited opportunities to interact with other children. He hadn’t attended regular school. He was home schooled.His parents taught him what they thought was necessary and let books supplement their efforts. He became a big reader and gravitated to ethics because it was a field of study that suited his nature. He could read and think and pursue it alone.Arlo’s opportunity to connect with other kids was hurt by his family’s nomadic lifestyle. The family was forced to move to follow artistic projects. He was always the new kid in town and he often moved before anyone got to know him or he got to know them.His parents prayed he would outgrow his shyness. They hoped that college would be that time.Wendy was the next person to say her goodbyes. She was returning to school.“Bye Mom,” Wendy said. “My sorority is having an event.”Meadow knew that was code for “I have a party to go to”. She was fine with that. Wendy was a good girl and she kept her grades up. However, she felt they should give her nephew an opportunity to attend the party.She said, “Wendy, why don’t you take Arlo with you?”Wendy was planning to hook up with her boyfriend. She didn’t want to be stuck with her nerdy cousin. However, she knew she couldn’t object outright. She decided to roll the dice and invite him. She was betting his shy nature would cause him to decline.“Arlo,” Wendy asked brightly. “Would you like to go? There’s a party tonight. Lots of people will be there.”Arlo started to sweat. Crowds and parties scared him. He stammered as he responded, “Ah. Ah. No, thank you. Gramps and I were planning to discuss ethics.”Wendy smiled. She was happy her plan had worked and she when off to the party unencumbered.Meadow cleaned up and headed off to bed. It had been a long day for her.Harvey and Arlo had an enjoyable time discussing philosophy and ethics. Harvey played the role of professor. During their conversation, he asked,“Arlo, what does it mean to be good.”Arlo spoke clearly. He was comfortable talking to his grandfather and very comfort talking about ethics. He gave the textbook answer. “To be honest, courageous, respectful and concerned about others. To be a good citizen. Obey the laws, protect the environment, be informed and be involved with society.”“Why should we strive to live by these standards?” the old professor asked.“Our world would be unpleasant and chaotic if we didn’t. We’d be miserable if everyone lied and cheated and was mean to each another. If people acted on their baser instincts of greed and self-interest, we couldn’t build a functioning society.”“Do you believe the goals of humans are joy, happiness, and contentment and the best way to achieve these goals is ethical behavior?”Arlo nodded.“I agree also,” Harvey said. “Now, how do we get there?”They discussed different versions of ethical theory. Arlo was a proponent of one theory. His Grandfather favored another.Harvey summed up his argument this way. He said, “As you know, in consequential ethics, the outcome determines the morality of the act.”Arlo interjected, “For you, the end justifies the mean. Do you really believe there are no standards of behavior that should be upheld?”“Yes and no,” Harvey conceded. “What makes an action right or wrong is the consequences of the action. Being truthful is a noble goal, but I believe it is okay to lie sometimes.”“But a lie is a lie,” Arlo stated. For him, everything was black or white.“Yes, a lie is a lie,” Harvey agreed. “But a lie can be a good thing. Consider this scenario, an overweight wife asks her husband if her butt is too big. Which is the better choice? If he’s truthful and says "Yes, dear. You’re fat.” He hurt her feelings. If he lies and says, “No. You look fine.” She is happy and believe me, it increases the husband’s happiness too.“"That’s an innocent lie,” Arlo pointed out. “You need to be truthful about significant things.”“Like life or death issues?”“Certainly.”Harvey said, “What would you do in this circumstance? A criminal breaks into your home. He demands to know if anyone else in the house?. You know your mother is upstairs. Do you tell him? Or do you attempt to protect her and say ‘I’m the only one here.’”“I lie to protect my mother,” Arlo answered.“Exactly,” Harvey said. “It is acceptable, I would argue necessary at times, to break the moral code to be moral. The essence of morality is determined by the outcome of the act. One cannot blindly follow a set of precepts and expect to achieve good results.”Arlo said, “You make a good argument for your system, but I still have problems with it. Many people believe in God and follow the Ten Commandments. That is a good thing for them and society. They would say you are replacing God’s law with man’s judgment. Religious people won’t like that. And considering the nature of man, won’t a man always find a way to justify his behavior?"And isn’t it a better, simpler and faster method of moral behavior to have standards and to live by them? I can see the world grinding to a halt as we all say 'Time out. I need to do a moral calculation of all my possible actions to see which is best for the greatest number of people.’”Harvey laughed and said, “This is exactly why I find ethics so fascinating. Lying is bad. You should strive to always tell the truth unless the situation dictates that a lie is the better choice. You should follow God’s laws except when you know better. The end justifies the mean except when it causes you to break some moral code.”Harvey smiled good-naturedly and said, “Another reason I find Ethics so fascinating is because it is the perfect excuse to argue and drink. Two of my favorite things.”Harvey stood and finished his drink. He was impressed with his grandson’s grasp of the subject and his intellect.“Arlo, I’ll leave you with one more question that may push you to my side. If the tip of your dick is resting on the labia of a beautiful and willing female, would you lie to her so both of you could enjoy out of this world sex?"Let’s say she pauses and asks if you love her. What are you going to say?"In my scenario, you like her, but you aren’t in love with her. If you are completely honest, you and she miss out on a wonderful experience. You deny each other the joy of great sex."Ethics is about good and evil, right and wrong. If the goal of your actions is the greatest good for the greatest number, then you must lie and fuck her. To needlessly uphold a rigid, abstract standard in this situation serves no purpose, correct?”Harvey walked away. He grabbed his coat and returned to his house. Arlo went to bed. He laid on the floral sheets and pondered the last question his grandfather put to him. His dick was hard and thought the answer was obvious.^^^While the virgin, Arlo, was thinking about sex, his cousin, Wendy, was having sex.She had recently begun dating the handsome captain of college’s baseball team. That was a big boost to her social standing because he was a big man on campus. All her girlfriends were jealous. At the moment, Wendy was giving him a blowjob.“Oh!” Wendy cried in distress. The hot brunette gagged on his dick and pulled off. She coughed repeatedly. Her eyes watered.Warren, her boyfriend, chuckled. He knew he had a big dick and he enjoyed watching his conquests struggle with it. The only thing he enjoyed more was when they beg for it.“What’s the matter, Wendy?” he asked pretending he didn’t know.Wendy had been struggling with the girth of his cock as she knelt topless beside him on his bed in his bedroom blowing him. When the bastard rocked his hips forward, he drove his big dick in deep, too deep into her mouth. He caused her to gag and cough.He had done it on purpose just to mess with her. While she coughed, he guided her to her back. He hiked up her dress and pulled her panties off. He sat beside her and gently brushed the hair from her tanned face.He consoled her, “Better now? Good. Let me see your beautiful face.”She smiled at his words of false concern. She said, “Yes. I’m better.”“Good.”Warren climbed on top of her and shoved his cock inside her.“OH!” she cried. “Warren! I need time.”He pushed his dick in further and further. Her internal organs were rudely shoved aside.She broke out into a sweat. She spread her legs as wide as possible as if that would make his sudden penetration any easier.“Oh. Oh. Oh!” she grunted in shock.“Oh baby, you’re the best. I love your tight pussy,” he cooed. He did love a snug cunt. He also loved surprising his women and watching them squirm and wince when he rudely slid into them before they were ready.He looked into her eyes and saw the shock, the pain, and fear his action generated. It made fucking her more exciting for him. He casually stroked in and out of her. He saw her battle to accommodate his size and the sudden assault.She didn’t complain. They rarely did. She struggled at first. She worked hard to handle him. Her body adapted and lubricated.Warren grinned at her. It grew into a full smile when he saw a flicker of pleasure replace her look of distress.“Em. Oh. Yeah,” she groaned as her vagina fully opened and her lubrication level maxed out. Pleasure replaced pain and then, the fucking began.Warren was a sexual narcissist. Like any good narcissist, he had great admiration for himself. He also had a grandiose sense of his sexual prowess. He didn’t have sex, he put on virtuoso performances. When he wasn’t abusing her, Wendy felt things and levels of pleasure no other man elicited.He worked his magic. She came on his cock twice. She was now a puddle of quivering flesh.“Oh God! Oh God! Warren come inside me,” she begged. “I can’t take it. If you make me come one more time, I’m going to pass out.”Those were the words he was dying to hear. He ramped up his efforts and made her come against her wishes.“Oh God. Oh God! Oh. Oh! Oh!” she cried out.Wendy came hard. Another glorious orgasm wracked her body. She felt dizzy and then experienced a sudden loss of consciousness.Warren watched and congratulated himself, “There it is, la petite mort. The little death.”He was proud that he had fucked her so well that she had fainted. Wendy woke to hear him groaning and still screwing her, “Oh yeah. Oh, fuck. Ah.”She hugged him and said the words he loved to hear. “Oh, Warren. You fuck me like no one else.”That punched his ticket. He enjoyed hearing those words more than he had enjoyed having sex with her. He felt victorious once again and he came.^^^Friday, February 14thAunt Meadow and Arlo had breakfast together. She said, “Today’s the big day. So, you’re going to sit in on some classes?”He nodded to avoid speaking.They left at the same time. He went to the college to tour the campus and she went to prosecute a child molester.Arlo returned to this Aunt’s house late-afternoon. No one was there. He watched television.“Indiana Jones, you rock,” Arlo said.He had just watched the movie “Raiders of the Lost Ark”. It was his favorite movie. In his dreams, he was the handsome, swashbuckling hero. He won the girl and saved the day. In real life, he was a shy eighteen-year-old who was awkward around people and especially timid and nervous around females. Needless to say, he didn’t date and he was a virgin.He walked into the bathroom and said, “I love indoor plumbing.”He peed in the toilet, flushed and said, “Why do my parents put up with a smelly, camper toilet when if we lived like normal people we could all use this wonderful, hygienic device?”Since his parents moved frequently to work on commissioned art project, they lived in a camper that they pulled by an SUV.“How about a shower?” he asked rhetorically.He answered himself continuing to talk out loud. “That sounds good. A nice, long, hot shower. Another marvelous experience denied to trailer people.”Arlo undressed. He dropped his clothes in a pile on the floor.He said, “Oh. They have a hamper.”He left his clothes on the floor and went to the wicker container. He flipped open the top. He saw a sexy black, lacy bra and a pair of panties.“Whoa!”He picked up the bra. He had never seen something so beautiful, so sexy, and certainly never on a live girl. He was not the kind of guy who could seduce a woman.None of his mother’s bras were like this one. She was a petite woman with small breasts. She usually didn’t bother with one because she didn’t need to. If she wore one, they were soft, stretchy bandeau tube style bras. Functional. Not sexy.“36C,” he snickered as he read the label. “She certainly is the big sister.”He examined the cups and fingered the lace. His dick got hard thinking about the soft flesh that filled them. Next, he picked up the underwear. It also had lace and was alluring. He studied it and did the unthinkable. He brought the crotch to his nose and sniffed.“Oh! Em.”He was overwhelmed with the acrid, musky odor of a woman. His dick twitched and grew hard. He said, “Aunt Meadow wore these! This is her scent.”He held the panties to his nose with his left hand and stroked his dick with his right.“Mum,” he groaned breathing deeply.He looked around for something to use as a lubricant. He spied hand lotion on the counter by the sink. He pumped a large amount on his hand and masturbated. He sniffed the panties, stroked his cock and kept thinking about how this article of clothing had been pressed up against a woman’s pussy.“Oh! Oh! God!” he called out as he came in the sink. He dropped the panties and gripped the counter for support as he jacked off into the basin.“Oh! Fuck,” he cried as the last of his spunk landed in the sink. His heart was pounding and his breathing was ragged. He rested a bit and then turned on the tap and cleaned up. He sent his cum down the drain.He returned the sexy underwear to the dirty clothes hamper and hopped in the shower. He shampooed his hair and scrubbed his body hard. He was trying to wash away the sin of masturbation made worse by sniffing his Aunt’s soiled underwear.^^^

Aunt regrets stealing his virginity. She makes it right.By regularguy 13. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.Thursday, Feb 13thHarvey Fielding, the aged patriarch of the family stood and looked out with pride at the group sitting around the dinner table. Three generations were present. With him, were his two daughters and their families. Harvey’s wife was not with them. Unfortunately, she had passed away.They were at his eldest daughter’s house in Richmond, Virginia. Meadow was a divorced woman with a single child. Her daughter, Wendy, was twenty and a sophomore at Randolph-Macon College.Sitting across from them was his other daughter, Breeze, and her family: her husband, Bill and their son, Arlo.The group had enjoyed a good meal.Harvey Fielding said, “I stand here a proud and happy man. These get-togethers are too short and too infrequent.”His family murmured their agreement.He continued, “Congratulations Meadow, on being recognized by the National Association of Women Lawyers for the mentoring program you run for high school girls.”Everyone raised their glass and congratulated her. Then Harvey said, “Congratulations to Arlo for his scholarship to my favorite school, Randolph-Macon College. If I say so myself, it is an excellent institution of higher learning. I am pleased that you’re planning to major in Philosophy and Ethics.”Breeze laughed and said good-naturedly, “Father, it looks like you won. Arlo has your temperament. I tried to develop his artist side, but he has none.”“Wendy caught that bug,” Meadow said with a laugh. “Maybe you and I should trade kids.”Breeze was a talented artist. She inherited that skill from her mother. Like her mother, Breeze could draw, paint and sculpt. She and Bill earned their living selling the art they produced.Harvey dramatically lowered his voice and said, “Arlo, happy as I am that you’ll be joining your cousin Wendy at R-MC, unfortunately, I have to report that the quality of the teaching staff there has diminished significantly recently.”He was kidding and everyone knew it. They all laughed. He had retired from the college last year after thirty years of teaching philosophy and ethics.He waited for the laughter to die and then said, “And lastly, let us say bon voyage to our travelers. Breeze and Bill are off tomorrow for a well-deserved, ten-day vacation to St. Bart’s. While they are having fun in the sun, the rest of us will be suffering through a cold and dreary Virginia February.”Breeze said, “I’ll send you all photos from the warm and sunny Caribbean.”“No thanks,” Harvey chirped. “I don’t need to see pictures of you two naked.”The family laughed. Bill and Breeze were artists, but they weren’t free spirits. Everyone knew them to be serious, shy, quiet souls. They would never frolic naked on a beach or anywhere else for that matter.Harvey waited until he had everyone’s attention and then he said, “I will close the night with a quote from a brilliant philosopher.” He raised his glass and said, “To alcohol: the cause of, and solution to all the world’s problems. At least so says Homer Simpson.”Cheers and laughter broke out. Everyone raised their glass and drank.^^^After the meal, Bill and Breeze said their goodbyes. They had to catch an early flight out of Baltimore-Washington Airport and they were spending the night at a hotel near the airport.Breeze hugged her boy and said, “Enjoy the tour of the campus and sitting in on some classes. Promise me you will talk to the other students.” She looked concerned.“Ah Mom,” Arlo whined.Arlo took after his parents. He too was a shy person. He was naturally quiet, but it was more than that, he was awkward around people and uncomfortable to engage with them. He was not a “people person” and had never had a lot of friends.His behavior was partly due to his timid nature. His upbringing also contributed to his demeanor. When he was young, he only had limited opportunities to interact with other children. He hadn’t attended regular school. He was home schooled.His parents taught him what they thought was necessary and let books supplement their efforts. He became a big reader and gravitated to ethics because it was a field of study that suited his nature. He could read and think and pursue it alone.Arlo’s opportunity to connect with other kids was hurt by his family’s nomadic lifestyle. The family was forced to move to follow artistic projects. He was always the new kid in town and he often moved before anyone got to know him or he got to know them.His parents prayed he would outgrow his shyness. They hoped that college would be that time.Wendy was the next person to say her goodbyes. She was returning to school.“Bye Mom,” Wendy said. “My sorority is having an event.”Meadow knew that was code for “I have a party to go to”. She was fine with that. Wendy was a good girl and she kept her grades up. However, she felt they should give her nephew an opportunity to attend the party.She said, “Wendy, why don’t you take Arlo with you?”Wendy was planning to hook up with her boyfriend. She didn’t want to be stuck with her nerdy cousin. However, she knew she couldn’t object outright. She decided to roll the dice and invite him. She was betting his shy nature would cause him to decline.“Arlo,” Wendy asked brightly. “Would you like to go? There’s a party tonight. Lots of people will be there.”Arlo started to sweat. Crowds and parties scared him. He stammered as he responded, “Ah. Ah. No, thank you. Gramps and I were planning to discuss ethics.”Wendy smiled. She was happy her plan had worked and she when off to the party unencumbered.Meadow cleaned up and headed off to bed. It had been a long day for her.Harvey and Arlo had an enjoyable time discussing philosophy and ethics. Harvey played the role of professor. During their conversation, he asked,“Arlo, what does it mean to be good.”Arlo spoke clearly. He was comfortable talking to his grandfather and very comfort talking about ethics. He gave the textbook answer. “To be honest, courageous, respectful and concerned about others. To be a good citizen. Obey the laws, protect the environment, be informed and be involved with society.”“Why should we strive to live by these standards?” the old professor asked.“Our world would be unpleasant and chaotic if we didn’t. We’d be miserable if everyone lied and cheated and was mean to each another. If people acted on their baser instincts of greed and self-interest, we couldn’t build a functioning society.”“Do you believe the goals of humans are joy, happiness, and contentment and the best way to achieve these goals is ethical behavior?”Arlo nodded.“I agree also,” Harvey said. “Now, how do we get there?”They discussed different versions of ethical theory. Arlo was a proponent of one theory. His Grandfather favored another.Harvey summed up his argument this way. He said, “As you know, in consequential ethics, the outcome determines the morality of the act.”Arlo interjected, “For you, the end justifies the mean. Do you really believe there are no standards of behavior that should be upheld?”“Yes and no,” Harvey conceded. “What makes an action right or wrong is the consequences of the action. Being truthful is a noble goal, but I believe it is okay to lie sometimes.”“But a lie is a lie,” Arlo stated. For him, everything was black or white.“Yes, a lie is a lie,” Harvey agreed. “But a lie can be a good thing. Consider this scenario, an overweight wife asks her husband if her butt is too big. Which is the better choice? If he’s truthful and says "Yes, dear. You’re fat.” He hurt her feelings. If he lies and says, “No. You look fine.” She is happy and believe me, it increases the husband’s happiness too.“"That’s an innocent lie,” Arlo pointed out. “You need to be truthful about significant things.”“Like life or death issues?”“Certainly.”Harvey said, “What would you do in this circumstance? A criminal breaks into your home. He demands to know if anyone else in the house?. You know your mother is upstairs. Do you tell him? Or do you attempt to protect her and say ‘I’m the only one here.’”“I lie to protect my mother,” Arlo answered.“Exactly,” Harvey said. “It is acceptable, I would argue necessary at times, to break the moral code to be moral. The essence of morality is determined by the outcome of the act. One cannot blindly follow a set of precepts and expect to achieve good results.”Arlo said, “You make a good argument for your system, but I still have problems with it. Many people believe in God and follow the Ten Commandments. That is a good thing for them and society. They would say you are replacing God’s law with man’s judgment. Religious people won’t like that. And considering the nature of man, won’t a man always find a way to justify his behavior?"And isn’t it a better, simpler and faster method of moral behavior to have standards and to live by them? I can see the world grinding to a halt as we all say 'Time out. I need to do a moral calculation of all my possible actions to see which is best for the greatest number of people.’”Harvey laughed and said, “This is exactly why I find ethics so fascinating. Lying is bad. You should strive to always tell the truth unless the situation dictates that a lie is the better choice. You should follow God’s laws except when you know better. The end justifies the mean except when it causes you to break some moral code.”Harvey smiled good-naturedly and said, “Another reason I find Ethics so fascinating is because it is the perfect excuse to argue and drink. Two of my favorite things.”Harvey stood and finished his drink. He was impressed with his grandson’s grasp of the subject and his intellect.“Arlo, I’ll leave you with one more question that may push you to my side. If the tip of your dick is resting on the labia of a beautiful and willing female, would you lie to her so both of you could enjoy out of this world sex?"Let’s say she pauses and asks if you love her. What are you going to say?"In my scenario, you like her, but you aren’t in love with her. If you are completely honest, you and she miss out on a wonderful experience. You deny each other the joy of great sex."Ethics is about good and evil, right and wrong. If the goal of your actions is the greatest good for the greatest number, then you must lie and fuck her. To needlessly uphold a rigid, abstract standard in this situation serves no purpose, correct?”Harvey walked away. He grabbed his coat and returned to his house. Arlo went to bed. He laid on the floral sheets and pondered the last question his grandfather put to him. His dick was hard and thought the answer was obvious.^^^While the virgin, Arlo, was thinking about sex, his cousin, Wendy, was having sex.She had recently begun dating the handsome captain of college’s baseball team. That was a big boost to her social standing because he was a big man on campus. All her girlfriends were jealous. At the moment, Wendy was giving him a blowjob.“Oh!” Wendy cried in distress. The hot brunette gagged on his dick and pulled off. She coughed repeatedly. Her eyes watered.Warren, her boyfriend, chuckled. He knew he had a big dick and he enjoyed watching his conquests struggle with it. The only thing he enjoyed more was when they beg for it.“What’s the matter, Wendy?” he asked pretending he didn’t know.Wendy had been struggling with the girth of his cock as she knelt topless beside him on his bed in his bedroom blowing him. When the bastard rocked his hips forward, he drove his big dick in deep, too deep into her mouth. He caused her to gag and cough.He had done it on purpose just to mess with her. While she coughed, he guided her to her back. He hiked up her dress and pulled her panties off. He sat beside her and gently brushed the hair from her tanned face.He consoled her, “Better now? Good. Let me see your beautiful face.”She smiled at his words of false concern. She said, “Yes. I’m better.”“Good.”Warren climbed on top of her and shoved his cock inside her.“OH!” she cried. “Warren! I need time.”He pushed his dick in further and further. Her internal organs were rudely shoved aside.She broke out into a sweat. She spread her legs as wide as possible as if that would make his sudden penetration any easier.“Oh. Oh. Oh!” she grunted in shock.“Oh baby, you’re the best. I love your tight pussy,” he cooed. He did love a snug cunt. He also loved surprising his women and watching them squirm and wince when he rudely slid into them before they were ready.He looked into her eyes and saw the shock, the pain, and fear his action generated. It made fucking her more exciting for him. He casually stroked in and out of her. He saw her battle to accommodate his size and the sudden assault.She didn’t complain. They rarely did. She struggled at first. She worked hard to handle him. Her body adapted and lubricated.Warren grinned at her. It grew into a full smile when he saw a flicker of pleasure replace her look of distress.“Em. Oh. Yeah,” she groaned as her vagina fully opened and her lubrication level maxed out. Pleasure replaced pain and then, the fucking began.Warren was a sexual narcissist. Like any good narcissist, he had great admiration for himself. He also had a grandiose sense of his sexual prowess. He didn’t have sex, he put on virtuoso performances. When he wasn’t abusing her, Wendy felt things and levels of pleasure no other man elicited.He worked his magic. She came on his cock twice. She was now a puddle of quivering flesh.“Oh God! Oh God! Warren come inside me,” she begged. “I can’t take it. If you make me come one more time, I’m going to pass out.”Those were the words he was dying to hear. He ramped up his efforts and made her come against her wishes.“Oh God. Oh God! Oh. Oh! Oh!” she cried out.Wendy came hard. Another glorious orgasm wracked her body. She felt dizzy and then experienced a sudden loss of consciousness.Warren watched and congratulated himself, “There it is, la petite mort. The little death.”He was proud that he had fucked her so well that she had fainted. Wendy woke to hear him groaning and still screwing her, “Oh yeah. Oh, fuck. Ah.”She hugged him and said the words he loved to hear. “Oh, Warren. You fuck me like no one else.”That punched his ticket. He enjoyed hearing those words more than he had enjoyed having sex with her. He felt victorious once again and he came.^^^Friday, February 14thAunt Meadow and Arlo had breakfast together. She said, “Today’s the big day. So, you’re going to sit in on some classes?”He nodded to avoid speaking.They left at the same time. He went to the college to tour the campus and she went to prosecute a child molester.Arlo returned to this Aunt’s house late-afternoon. No one was there. He watched television.“Indiana Jones, you rock,” Arlo said.He had just watched the movie “Raiders of the Lost Ark”. It was his favorite movie. In his dreams, he was the handsome, swashbuckling hero. He won the girl and saved the day. In real life, he was a shy eighteen-year-old who was awkward around people and especially timid and nervous around females. Needless to say, he didn’t date and he was a virgin.He walked into the bathroom and said, “I love indoor plumbing.”He peed in the toilet, flushed and said, “Why do my parents put up with a smelly, camper toilet when if we lived like normal people we could all use this wonderful, hygienic device?”Since his parents moved frequently to work on commissioned art project, they lived in a camper that they pulled by an SUV.“How about a shower?” he asked rhetorically.He answered himself continuing to talk out loud. “That sounds good. A nice, long, hot shower. Another marvelous experience denied to trailer people.”Arlo undressed. He dropped his clothes in a pile on the floor.He said, “Oh. They have a hamper.”He left his clothes on the floor and went to the wicker container. He flipped open the top. He saw a sexy black, lacy bra and a pair of panties.“Whoa!”He picked up the bra. He had never seen something so beautiful, so sexy, and certainly never on a live girl. He was not the kind of guy who could seduce a woman.None of his mother’s bras were like this one. She was a petite woman with small breasts. She usually didn’t bother with one because she didn’t need to. If she wore one, they were soft, stretchy bandeau tube style bras. Functional. Not sexy.“36C,” he snickered as he read the label. “She certainly is the big sister.”He examined the cups and fingered the lace. His dick got hard thinking about the soft flesh that filled them. Next, he picked up the underwear. It also had lace and was alluring. He studied it and did the unthinkable. He brought the crotch to his nose and sniffed.“Oh! Em.”He was overwhelmed with the acrid, musky odor of a woman. His dick twitched and grew hard. He said, “Aunt Meadow wore these! This is her scent.”He held the panties to his nose with his left hand and stroked his dick with his right.“Mum,” he groaned breathing deeply.He looked around for something to use as a lubricant. He spied hand lotion on the counter by the sink. He pumped a large amount on his hand and masturbated. He sniffed the panties, stroked his cock and kept thinking about how this article of clothing had been pressed up against a woman’s pussy.“Oh! Oh! God!” he called out as he came in the sink. He dropped the panties and gripped the counter for support as he jacked off into the basin.“Oh! Fuck,” he cried as the last of his spunk landed in the sink. His heart was pounding and his breathing was ragged. He rested a bit and then turned on the tap and cleaned up. He sent his cum down the drain.He returned the sexy underwear to the dirty clothes hamper and hopped in the shower. He shampooed his hair and scrubbed his body hard. He was trying to wash away the sin of masturbation made worse by sniffing his Aunt’s soiled underwear.^^^

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On a blisteringly hot day in Phoenix, Arizona, 13-year-old Myron Traylor set out with his mother to do laundry. He stopped for a drink as his mother continued on, promising to catch up with her, but he never did. What would follow would be a decades-long mystery, plagued by rumors, as investigators searched for the missing boy. With no evidence, only theories to base a motive on, and a witness who may know more than what they're saying, this is the story of a boy who was here one moment and gone the next. If you have any information regarding the disappearance of Myron Traylor, please contact: The Phoenix Police Department at 602-495-5394 orThe Missing and Unidentified Persons Unit at 602-534-2121Connect with us on Social Media!You can find us at:Instagram: @bookofthedeadpodX: @bkofthedeadpodFacebook: The Book of the Dead PodcastTikTok: BookofthedeadpodOr visit our website at www.botdpod.com5 who still stymie searchers. (1997, July 29). The Arizona Republic, A4.Aug 06, 1990, page 8 - The Arizona Republic at Newspapers.comTM. (n.d.). Newspapers.com. https://www.newspapers.com/image/122454381/?match=1&terms=myron%20traylorBaxter, J. (2021, February 14). Gone Before Sunset: The Disappearance of Myron Traylor. Medium. https://medium.com/@jennbaxter_69070/gone-before-sunset-the-disappearance-of-myron-traylor-cd382f027cfcDaunt, T. (1989, February 16). Mom of missing boy fears worst, prays. The Arizona Republic, B1–B2.FindtheMissing. (2020, February 20). Myron Timell Traylor. The Resource Center for Cold Case Missing Children's Cases. https://rcccmcc.com/2019/08/23/42-azm-myron-timell-traylor/Jeong, Y. (2016a, November 25). Missing Arizona children: Myron Traylor vanished after a stop for soda pop. The Arizona Republic, A3–A4.Jeong, Y. (2016b, November 26). 28 years later, still waiting at house on Pecan Road. The Arizona Republic, A3–A4.Missing: Myron Timell Traylor | Phoenix, AZ | Uncovered. (n.d.). https://uncovered.com/cases/myron-timell-traylorMissing Person / NAMUS #MP3935 | NAMUS. (n.d.). NamUs. https://namus.nij.ojp.gov/case/MP3935Missing person: Myron Traylor. (n.d.). Missing People in America. https://missingpeopleinamerica.org/missing/myron-traylorMyron Timell Traylor – The Charley Project. (n.d.). https://charleyproject.org/case/myron-timell-traylorMyron Traylor still missing without a trace 27 years later. (2015, August 3). NBC News. https://www.nbcnews.com/feature/cold-case-spotlight/myron-traylor-still-missing-without-trace-27-years-later-n398101Newbart, D. (1991, July 24). THE MYSTERY OF MYRONTHE TRAIL MAY BE COLD, BUT THE MEMORIES STILL HURT. Phoenix New Times. https://www.phoenixnewtimes.com/news/the-mystery-of-myronthe-trail-may-be-cold-but-the-memories-still-hurt-6411812/The National Missing and Unidentified Persons System (NAMUS). (n.d.). NamUs.gov. https://www.namus.gov/MissingPersons/Case#/3935/detailsTorrey, J. F. (1989, August 4). Police hit dead end in search. The Arizona Republic, B2.Villa, J. (2002, May 22). Aunt remains hopeful he'll come home. The Arizona Republic, B4.If you enjoyed the episode, consider leaving a review or rating! It helps more than you know! If you have a case suggestion, or want attention brought to a loved one's case, email me at bookofthedeadpod@gmail.com with Case Suggestion in the subject line.Stay safe, stay curious, and stay vigilant.

14 year old Ashley Summers disappeared in Cleveland Ohio in July of 2007, she was last seen leaving a pool party hosted by her relatives. Ashley was supposed to make the 10 minute walk to her Aunt, who lived nearby, but she never made it. Several interesting details came up in Ashley's case, such as the phone call that was made to her mother 1 month into her disappearance by someone claiming to be Ashley, as well as a sighting made by her grandparents, however these were never confirmed and no one has seen her since.Contact us at: weeknightmysteries@gmail.comInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/weeknightmysteriesTikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@weeknightmysteries

Comedy on a TuesdayFirst, a look at the events of the day.Then, My Favorite Husband starring Lucille Ball and Richard Denning, originally broadcast February 10, 1950, 76 years ago, Mrs. Cooper's Boyfriend.  Liz tries to come up with a boyfriend for George's mother. Followed by The Aldrich Family starring Ezra Stone, originally broadcast February 10, 1949, 77 years ago, Geometry Homework. Henry's report card shows that he's a procrastinator. Then, Abbott and Costello, originally broadcast February 10, 1949, 77 years ago, Another Sam Shovel Mystery.  Costello's search for a girlfriend. Sam Shovel solves, "The Case Of The Nephew Who Gambled Away His Mother's Sister's Salary," or, "He Lost His Aunt's-Pay."Followed by Mayor of the Town starring Lionel Barrymore and Agnes Moorehead, originally broadcast February 10, 1942, 84 years ago, Musician going deaf.  Finally, Claudia, originally broadcast February 10, 1948, 78 years ago, Legal Complications.   A hitch or two at the farm closing. Kathryn Bard and Paul Crabtree star.Thanks to Debbie B. for supporting our podcast by using the Buy Me a Coffee function at http://classicradio.streamCheck out Professor Bees Digestive Aid at profbees.com and use my promo code WYATT to save 10% when you order! If you like what we do here, visit our friend Jay at http://radio.macinmind.com for great old-time radio shows 24 hours a day

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Dylan tells us about some dreams he's had over the years, sometimes in another dimension and some doula premonitions!Bruna got a visit from grandma after she passed. Mel has an update about the messy ex! Michael has some messed up dreams but had a weird one that stood out. Priyanka has an update on the Willem Dafoe dream and an interrupted dream. Jessie takes a big ole dream dump. Camille has some spooky stories about a little girl ghost. Emily got a sign from their mom to send in a listener story. Minnesota is under occupation by federal agents from ICE and CBP, and we need your support. Please send us your own true paranormal experiences in either a voice memo or e-mail to funnyfeelingpod@gmail.com.
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Just as it looked like all hope was lost, the Ehantharajah Empire is here to rescue us! That's right, Vish is back and ready to rip the belt from the waist of the Luke Nation.Vish experienced defeat in Australia, so will history repeat itself or will Luke be slain? The tax-free principality of Donaco is back on the buttons.Find us on Bluesky, X, Instagram, TikTok and YouTube, and email us here: show@footballramble.com.Sign up to the Football Ramble Patreon for ad-free shows for just $5 per month: https://www.patreon.com/footballramble.***Please take the time to rate us on your podcast app. It means a great deal to the show and will make it easier for other potential listeners to find us. Thanks!*** Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Allie dives deep into the fatal Minneapolis shooting during an ICE operation, where Renee Good was killed after allegedly striking Jonathan Ross, an ICE agent, with her vehicle. She contrasts the dominant media narrative as an innocent martyr going against fascist ICE with overlooked facts. Good was a trained anti-ICE agitator blocking enforcement, while the agent had previously been dragged by a car in a prior investigation. Allie exposes the double standard in outrage comparing this to Justine Damond, who was shot by a Somali-American officer in 2017 with minimal reaction, and she highlights how toxic empathy fuels selective empathy, ignoring preventable crimes by illegal immigrants. A sobering call: True justice is impartial, proportionate, and biblical — not trendy or narrative-driven. Buy Allie's book "Toxic Empathy: How Progressives Exploit Christian Compassion": ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.toxicempathy.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ --- Timecodes: (00:00) Intro (07:10) Renee Good & the MN ICE Shooting (33:30) Misplaced Mothering (44:00) Toxic Empathy (53:10) Justine Damond (01:02:10) Lawlessness Running Rampant --- Today's Sponsors: Patriot Mobile | Go to ⁠⁠⁠PatriotMobile.com/ALLIE⁠⁠⁠ or call 972-PATRIOT and use promo code ALLIE for a free month of service! Dwell | Today's show is brought to you by the Dwell Audio Bible app. Dwell makes it so easy to listen to the Bible on the go. If you have the goal of getting through the Bible in a year, it's not too late to start! Head to ⁠⁠⁠DwellBible.com/Allie⁠⁠ ⁠for 25% to 50% off! Good Ranchers | To support a company that's committed to honoring America's past, present, and future, visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠GoodRanchers.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ today. And if you subscribe to any Good Ranchers box of 100% American meat, you'll save up to $500 a year! Plus, if you use the code ALLIE, you'll get an additional $25 off your first order. We Heart Nutrition | Check out We Heart Nutrition at ⁠⁠⁠WeHeartNutrition.com⁠⁠⁠ and use the code ALLIE for 20% off.  Cozy Earth | Head to ⁠CozyEarth.com⁠ and use the code RELATABLE for up to 20% off.  And if you get a post-purchase survey, be sure to mention you heard about Cozy Earth right here! Hillsdale College | In Hillsdale College's free, six-part documentary series on Colonial America, you'll discover how the virtues of courage, faith, hard work, and freedom defined our earliest Americans, and why they still matter today. Watch the series for free at ⁠Hillsdale.edu/Relatable⁠. --- Episodes you might like:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Ep 1286 | Maduro Detained, Minnesota ICE Altercation, Can Trump Save Single-Family Homes? | Ron Simmons ⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/relatable-with-allie-beth-stuckey/id1359249098?i=1000744608458⁠ Ep 1259 | Deporting Danger: Why Leftists Hate ICE | Ron Simmons ⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/relatable-with-allie-beth-stuckey/id1359249098?i=1000733757063⁠ Ep 1014 | Anti-White Racism in the Church, at Work & in Law | Guest: Jeremy Carl ⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/ep-1014-anti-white-racism-in-the-church-at-work-in/id1359249098?i=1000657966250⁠ Ep 282 | Exposing & Opposing Social Justice Theology | Guest: Dr. Voddie Baucham ⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/relatable-with-allie-beth-stuckey/id1359249098?i=1000486696085⁠ Ep 1278 | Former FDA Official Unveils Pharma's Shocking Lies About Depression | Dr. Josef Witt-Doerring ⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/relatable-with-allie-beth-stuckey/id1359249098?i=1000741051536⁠ --- Buy Allie's book "You're Not Enough (and That's Okay): Escaping the Toxic Culture of Self-Love": ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.alliebethstuckey.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Relatable merchandise: Use promo code ALLIE10 for a discount: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://shop.blazemedia.com/collections/allie-stuckey⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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