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Fluent Fiction - Norwegian: Autumn Lessons: A Jog, A Sprain, and A Bond in Oslo Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/no/episode/2025-11-11-08-38-20-no Story Transcript:No: Under den klare, skarpe høstluften av Frogner Park, var trærne kledd i gylne og røde blader.En: Under the clear, crisp autumn air of Frogner Park, the trees were dressed in golden and red leaves.No: Stiene var dekket av et teppe av visne blader, og solen kastet lange skygger over parken.En: The paths were covered with a carpet of fallen leaves, and the sun cast long shadows over the park.No: Det var en perfekt dag for en joggetur, bortsett fra én ting.En: It was a perfect day for a jog, except for one thing.No: Sindre, en ung mann med sterk vilje, kjente smerten i ankelen.En: Sindre, a young man with strong will, felt the pain in his ankle.No: Han hadde forstuet den for noen dager siden, men lysten til å jogge var sterk.En: He had sprained it a few days ago, but the urge to jog was strong.No: Ved siden av ham stod Ingrid, hans støttende venn, og Ola, deres felles venn som alltid fikk dem til å le.En: Beside him stood Ingrid, his supportive friend, and Ola, their mutual friend who always made them laugh.No: Ingrid hadde en alvorlig mine.En: Ingrid had a serious look on her face.No: "Sindre, du må ikke løpe i dag. Hælen din trenger hvile," sa Ingrid med bekymrede øyne.En: "Sindre, you must not run today. Your heel needs rest," said Ingrid with worried eyes.No: "Jeg klarer det. Bare en lett jogg," svarte Sindre, bestemt på å trosse smerten.En: "I can manage it. Just a light jog," replied Sindre, determined to defy the pain.No: Ola lo lett.En: Ola chuckled lightly.No: "Vet du, noen ganger er det best å lytte til kroppen din. Du vil vel ikke ende opp med krykker?" Ingrid nikket enig.En: "You know, sometimes it's best to listen to your body. You don't want to end up on crutches, do you?" Ingrid nodded in agreement.No: Men Sindre, sta som han var, satte i gang.En: But Sindre, stubborn as he was, set off.No: Han startet forsiktig, résume til å holde seg på de flate stiene.En: He started carefully, aiming to stay on the flat paths.No: Etter noen minutter begynte smerten å skyte opp i benet.En: After a few minutes, the pain began to shoot up his leg.No: Med hvert steg vokste den, men han ville ikke gi opp ennå.En: With each step, it grew, but he didn't want to give up just yet.No: Men da han tok en sving og en skarp smerte gikk gjennom ankelen, snublet Sindre nesten.En: But when he took a turn and a sharp pain shot through his ankle, Sindre almost stumbled.No: Han grep en parkbenk for å støtte seg.En: He grabbed a park bench for support.No: "Sindre!" ropte Ingrid og løp bort til ham.En: "Sindre!" shouted Ingrid and ran over to him.No: Ola fulgte etter, med en mer alvorlig mine enn vanlig.En: Ola followed, with a more serious expression than usual.No: Sindre pustet ut og så på vennene sine.En: Sindre exhaled and looked at his friends.No: "OK, dere har rett. Dette var dumt av meg. Jeg trenger å hvile."En: "Okay, you guys were right. This was silly of me. I need to rest."No: "Endelig," sa Ingrid og smilte mens hun hjalp ham til å sette seg på benken.En: "Finally," said Ingrid and smiled as she helped him to sit on the bench.No: "Vi kan sitte her en stund. Se på folk. Prate."En: "We can sit here for a while. Watch people. Chat."No: Ola slo seg ned ved siden av dem.En: Ola settled down next to them.No: "Jeg tar med kanelboller neste gang, da blir hvilen enda bedre."En: "I'll bring cinnamon buns next time, then the rest will be even better."No: Sindre smilte svakt og lente seg tilbake.En: Sindre smiled faintly and leaned back.No: "Jeg lærte noe i dag. Jeg trenger å lytte til kroppen min. Ingen høstløp er verdt en skade."En: "I learned something today. I need to listen to my body. No autumn run is worth an injury."No: Så satt de der, lyttet til lydene av parken og delte latter mens solen sakte begynte å gå ned over Oslo.En: So they sat there, listened to the sounds of the park, and shared laughter as the sun slowly began to set over Oslo.No: Sindre, Ingrid, og Ola visste at dagen hadde gitt dem mer enn bare en vanlig joggetur; den hadde gitt dem en leksjon i vennskap og fornuft.En: Sindre, Ingrid, and Ola knew that the day had given them more than just an ordinary jog; it had given them a lesson in friendship and wisdom.No: Og det var en viktig lærdom.En: And that was an important lesson. Vocabulary Words:crisp: skarpeankle: ankelensupportive: støttendedetermined: bestemtdefy: trossechuckled: lo lettstubborn: stastumbled: snubletexhaled: pustet utbench: benkfaintly: svaktinjury: skadewisdom: fornuftmutual: fellescarpet: teppesprained: forstuetheels: hælencrutches: krykkeraiming: résumegrabbed: grepchat: pratecinnamon: kanelleans: lente segordinary: vanliglesson: leksjonautumn: høstshadows: skyggersmiled: smilteserious: alvorliglisten: lytte

The Victorian government has released the final report of an inquiry into women's experiences of pain - and it's made for some uncomfortable reading. Shaped by the experiences of 13,000 women and girls, the report has revealed gender health gaps, experiences of medical bias, sexism and misogyny, and feelings of being ignored or dismissed by clinicians are rampant throughout the Victorian health system.

Daniel W. Wright is a poet, editor, and fiction writer. Wright is the author of poetry chapbook Gods of a Former World (Crying Heart Press, 2025), the full-length poetry collection The Unheard Music (Kung Fu Treachery, 2025), and the novel Call Center (Back of the Class, 2024). He is also the author of four other full-length collections of poetry, five poetry chapbooks, a novella, a short story collection, and co-author of four poetry splits. His work has appeared in numerous print and online journals including Chiron Review, Book of Matches, and Gasconade Review. Wright currently resides in St. Louis, MO where you can usually find him in a bar or a bookstore.

GUEST: Dr. Jason Johnson breaks down the national political scene // HELL TO THE NO! Are you a bare-handed bandit? // SCENARIOS

Welcome to the JCC podcast! Join Jenny, MK, and Bucky as we talk about the calling of the body of Christ to bear fruit. Let's talk about following God's plan and finding His purpose in our lives!

Ugens gæst hos Rune Lykkeberg er den amerikanske forfatter, journalist og aktivist Bill McKibben – en legende inden for både klimabevægelsen og Dagbladet Information. McKibben udgav allerede som sidst i 20'erne bogen The End of Nature (1989), der regnes for den første store bog om klimaforandringer. Med en blanding af indignation, klarsyn og håb viste han dengang, hvordan klimakrisen ikke er noget, der sker langt væk, men noget, der udspringer af vores egen måde at leve på.   Siden har han været en uophørlig kraft i klimakampen. Han stiftede organisationen 350.org, som mobiliserede millioner verden over, og senere Third Act, et netværk af ældre amerikanere, der bruger deres økonomiske magt og erfaring til at presse den finansielle sektor væk fra fossile investeringer og mod vedvarende energi.   Bill McKibben har altid været kendt for sin mørke realisme – for at skrive om, hvor alvorlig krisen er. Men i sin nye bog Here Comes the Sun vender han blikket mod håbet. Han viser, at solenergi nu er blevet så billig, at vi faktisk står med løsningen på energiproblemet – hvis vi tør handle hurtigt og acceptere kompromiser undervejs. Klimapolitik, siger han, er også socialpolitik, og det er for sent at vente på det perfekte.   I en tid, hvor verdens ledere vakler, og hvor pessimismen truer, insisterer Bill McKibben på, at der stadig er en vej frem – gennem fællesskab, tempo og tro på forandring. Han er en af de stemmer, der har været længst i kampen for klimaet, og som stadig kan lære os, hvordan man bevarer håbet, mens man kæmper. ... Bill McKibbens Substack: https://billmckibben.substack.com/

NMKs landsfinaler for 2027 er delt ut, og vi gleder oss allerede! Men først skal vi gjennom en spennende helg med både WRC i Japan og Formel 1 i Brasil!

Doctor I feel...weird...You can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/barstoolyak

A creative powerhouse enters the Tiger Den, as we welcome writer Dave Wielgosz!Like Blade, Dave is the industry's “day walker,” working as both known and beloved editor as well as fast rising comic writer. He breaks down how he jumped into the deep end of the bullpen with editing for the two American comic juggernauts, Marvel and DC. And how he soared into the creative ranks with breakout writing performances including one of the best Man-Bat stories you'll ever see. (Note: buy the Man-Bat, it's so good.) Fueled by the filmography of Criterion, Wielgosz now does it all, freelance editing and creative writer. Collabing with publishing pillars of the comic industry. He brings stories crafted with precision, power, and the heart.Tune in, read it up, the revenge crew is back with the insider interviews we know you're here for. Dave's a busy guy these days and has quite a few books currently rocking the shelves at your local shop; DC's Kal-El-Fornia Love #1 (writer), Oni Press's EC: Cruel Universe 2 #2 (writer), and IDW's Casey Jones mini-series (editor) dropping through winter.Follow Dave here and checkout his newsletter:Newsletter: https://weeklyupdave.beehiiv.com/BlueSky: https://bsky.app/profile/davewielgosz.bsky.socialInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/davewielgosz/All the while Tadd tries to figure out a Super Girl piece. Will he ever finish it? Only the gods know…. The guy has got to start doing solo characters, he's killing me (and I'm him writing this). Want the original for your home collection?DM the Tiger or the Tadd-man on the Gram or message here.Have you experienced the elusive and majestic energy of the Blue Tiger? Had a sighting in the wilderness of the eternal forest? Drank the blue milk of it's revenge? Then let the people know it exists!Oh look, We've still got a shop and there's new designs and art prints! Bare the blue and seek your revenge: BTR shop! This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit bluetigerrevenge.substack.com

Du er på vej til bussen og er lige kommet liiiiiidt sent ud af døren. Løber du eller venter du til næste afgang? Det spørger Caroline om i dagens afsnit, hvor vores praktikant, Laura, undrer sig over gaveregler. Og apropos gaver, så vil Mai-Britt gerne høre, om der er nogle, der allerede er gået all in på julen. Kunne du også godt tænke dig svar på, hvilken etage, der er den bedste at bo på, og hvorvidt må man forbyde sine børn at købe noget dyrt eller dumt for deres egne penge?Så er det bare om at få trykket afspil!

Este é só um trecho da aula completa da música "Adore You" com Harry Styles, que você encontra aqui no podcast "Aprenda Inglês com Música". Use a lupa do podcast para encontrar a aula completa para ouvir ;) Quer dar aquele up no seu inglês com a Teacher Milena ?

The Chancellor's speech today was the clearest sign yet that she is planning tax rises on working people.Rachel Reeves is said to be considering raising income tax by 1p or 2p in her upcoming Budget, breaking a key Labour manifesto promise.Camilla and Tim are joined by Telegraph political editor Ben Riley-Smith to ask how the Government might try to justify this latest U-turn.Later, Sunday Telegraph editor Allister Heath calls out Reeves's “monstrous lies”, the likes of which could usher in a Reform government.We want to hear from you! Email us at thedailyt@telegraph.co.uk or find @dailytpodcast on TikTok, Instagram and X► Sign up to our most popular newsletter, From the Editor. Look forward to receiving free-thinking comment and the day's biggest stories, every morning. telegraph.co.uk/fromtheeditorProducer: Lilian FawcettSenior Producer: John CadiganVideo Producer: Will WaltersStudio Operator: Andy WatsonExecutive Producer: Charlotte SeligmanSocial Producer: Nada AggourEditor: Camilla Tominey Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this episode of the Daughtered Podcast, Oscar's guest is a man whose story of redemption will stay with you. John Wildsmith, founder of Wyldstyle Fit, is proof that even in our darkest moments, there’s a way back. From years of addiction and incarceration to building a life rooted in faith, family, and fitness.  This episode is a raw and redemptive journey through darkness, faith, and fatherhood. Oscar and John talk about how addiction nearly destroyed his life — and how becoming a father saved it. From the depths of meth addiction and incarceration to the moment that changed everything — a daddy-daughter dance he almost missed — John shares  how faith, family, and fitness became his foundation for rebuilding his life. If you’ve ever struggled with shame, purpose, or showing up for your family, this episode is a reminder that redemption is possible — and that our daughters have a way of leading us home. John on Tiktok John on Instagram Daughteredpodcast.com   Oscar on Instagram   Few Will Hunt. 10% OFF use GIRLDAD 00:00 – Welcome & opening line: “Drugs will take you to a dark place.”00:28 – Meet John: DFW roots, Marine family, church upbringing02:05 – Early trouble: expulsions, alternative schools, GED04:10 – Rehab lessons that “ruined” getting high10:40 – Marriage, pregnancy, family losses, and the slide deeper16:05 – “Bare minimum provider” mindset & burden on his wife28:50 – The daddy-daughter dance: “My first dance was my last relapse”34:45 – Teaching his 11-year-old: shut down gossip, choose integrity & loyalty37:05 – Presence > perfection: managing reactions & transparency42:05 – Routines that don’t steal time from family46:05 – A word to dads in dark places: find your reason, make it your purpose50:05 – Where to find John: Wyldstyle Fit51:00 – Oscar’s close & Daughtered community invite Guest Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed on this podcast are solely those of the guests. They do not necessarily reflect the views or opinions of the host, any organizations, companies, or institutions mentioned, or corporate entities represented by the host. Our aim is to provide a platform for diverse perspectives and open dialogue. While we strive for accuracy and balance, it's important to recognize that opinions may vary. We encourage critical thinking and further exploration of the topics discussed.

Today, Stef joins me to talk openly about how our faith has changed everything — our marriage, how we parent, how we see purpose. Stef walks through her journey from growing up Catholic to pursuing a real relationship with Jesus. I share the moment I got saved and how that forced me to realign priorities, identity, and how I lead at home. CHAPTERS:00:00 Welcome / why this conversation01:21 Ironman prep, strength work, and family04:22 Stef's faith journey09:45 How faith changed our marriage and home14:18 My spiritual wake-up call20:44 Growth and struggle27:52 Salvation story40:45 Purpose and identity41:25 Marriage shift47:51 Training in a changing household50:02 Identity and control54:14 Raising kids to know God01:00:24 Daily rhythms from “Habits of the Household”01:12:05 Community and accountability01:17:54 Encouragement for husbands and wives01:21:11 Final thoughtsORDER MY BOOK HERE:https://www.amazon.com/Go-One-More-Intentional-Life-Changing/dp/1637746210FOLLOW:Become a BPN member FOR FREE - Unlock 20% off FOR LIFEhttps://bpn.team/memberIG: instagram.com/nickbarefitness/YT: youtube.com/@nickbarefitness

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The ancient fires burn and heads fly as the Revenge Crew embark once again into the time of comic book wonder. The tigers pull out all the blades in this one as we continue our deep nostalgia ridded obsession with the 90's classically cool, “The Highlander.” This ones for all the dads in their dojo-garages!Later to be followed with a rarity here in the tiger den (because we read something together; so cute lol). We celebrate Alex Horley's latest issue of “Conan the Barbarian” (#25). Perfectly written by Jim Zubb, the issue is an astounding accomplishment in a digital dominated era of comic illustration. Old schoooooool! A rare delight in a stand alone issue, each page oil painted from glorious start to finish. Listen, watch, drink the tiger milk!Bry has made the ultimate sacrifice, treating the us all by baring his naked face. Some carve pumpkins, he carves immortal beards. Is he our Samson? Has his powers waned with the loss of his might face-locks? Tune in and find out. All the while Tadd continues this slow semi-distracted ink slopping on the “Cap-Wolf” from last week.Want the original for your home collection?DM the Tiger or the Tadd-man on the Gram or message here.Have you experienced the elusive and majestic energy of the Blue Tiger? Had a sighting in the wilderness of the eternal forest? Drank the blue milk of it's revenge? Then let the people know it exists!A note: The “NOW” is the resurgence of the independent creator through crowd sourcing and self-publishing availability. As the veil gets pulled back ever further and the predatory practices of corporate models get revealed, it is more and more important to support those who actually create the stories and art that we as consumers enjoy. So SUPPORT INDIE PROJECTS and their CREATORS. Help make the indies the mainstream. Even the smallest of gestures can be of the biggest help.Oh look, We've still got a shop and there's new designs and art prints! Bare the blue and seek your revenge: BTR shop! This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit bluetigerrevenge.substack.com

This is the second part of my conversation with author Rob Schneider, who returns to tell us more about his new book, Queer Musicals — Boy Meets Boy to Jagged Little Pill. On this episode, Falsettos, Hedwig And the Angry Inch, BARE, and Kinky Boots. Robert W. Schneider is a historian, director, producer, author, educator, and podcast host, and the Artistic Director of the J2 Spotlight Musical Theater Company in New York. And since working as an original programming producer at 54 Below, Rob has directed and produced over 100 concerts for the venue. His first book, 50 Key Stage Musicals, was published in 2022. On this first episode in this series, we discuss the musicals Boy Meets Boy, La Cage aux Folles, and The Knife. Become A PATRON of Broadway Nation! This episode is made possible in part through the generous support of our Patron Club Members. If you are a fan of Broadway Nation, I invite you to become a PATRON! For as little as $7.00 a month, you can receive exclusive access to never-before-heard, unedited versions of many of the discussions that I have with my guests — in fact, I often record nearly twice as much conversation as ends up in the edited versions. You will also have access to additional, in-depth conversations with my frequent co-host, Albert Evans, that have not been featured on the podcast. And all patrons receive special “on-air” shout-outs and acknowledgement of your vital support of this podcast. And if you are very enthusiastic about Broadway Nation, there are additional PATRON levels that come with even more benefits. If you would like to support the work of Broadway Nation and receive these exclusive member benefits, please click on this link: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://broadwaynationpodcast.supercast.tech/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Thank you in advance for your support! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Grab your coffee… or better yet, put it down, because this episode might just change what fuels your mind, your business, and your body. In this powerful episode of the Marketing Boost Solutions Podcast, Capt. Marco Torres sits down with Benjamin Bressington, founder of Bare Remedy, to explore one of the most unexpected revolutions in wellness, the rise of medicinal mushrooms as nature's true energy source. Once a high-powered behavior design consultant for Fortune 1000 companies, Benjamin found himself trapped in the burnout loop, running on caffeine and willpower until his health hit the brakes. His journey from corporate exhaustion to holistic transformation uncovers how adaptogenic mushrooms deliver real, sustained energy from the inside out, without the crash.Today, Benjamin leads the “Medicine Man” movement, blending ancient spagyric alchemy with modern science to help people reclaim their vitality naturally. And he's sharing a special gift for MBS Podcast listeners, free Energy Gummies, just cover shipping, at BareOils.co/podcast. Tune in to discover how Benjamin turned personal burnout into a breakthrough, built a purpose-driven brand from the ground up, and why mushrooms might just be the smarter fuel for entrepreneurs chasing clarity, focus, and longevity.

AI-kappløpet skyter fart – og det krever enorme mengder strøm. De største selskapene i verden, såkalte «hyperscalerne», har annonsert rundt USD 2.8tr i CAPEX frem til 2029 og globalt er summen oppe i USD 5.5tr. Det tilsvarer en CAGR på 56 % over den neste 5-års perioden. Bare siden 2023 har AI investeringer økt med USD 300bn og hyperscalernes del av total S&P CAPEX er på hele 27 %.I den nyeste episoden av Paretopodden får vi besøk av Sindre Wilberg fra Pareto Securities' Power & Renewables-team. Han forklarer hvordan Norge – med sin unike tilgang på ren kraft – kan bli en nøkkelspiller i det globale AI-kappløpet. AI-modellene blir stadig smartere og raskere, men dette betyr også at de blir mer energikrevende. Og her ligger det en enorm mulighet for Norge til å spille en viktig rolle i utviklingen fremover. Disclaimer:Pareto Securities' podkaster inneholder ikke profesjonell rådgivning, og skal ikke betraktes som investeringsrådgivning. Handel i verdipapirer medfører til enhver tid risiko, og historisk avkastning er ingen garanti for fremtidig avkastning. Pareto Securities er verken rettslig eller økonomisk ansvarlig for direkte eller indirekte tap, eller andre kostnader som måtte påløpe ved bruk av informasjon i denne podkasten.Se våre nettsider https://paretosec.com/our-firm/compliance/ for mer informasjon og full disclaimer. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

SUMMARY In this episode, Kat Connor shares her extensive journey through martial arts, from her childhood beginnings in karate to her current pursuits in bare-knuckle boxing. The conversation explores the importance of focus and mindfulness in martial arts, the evolution of training styles, and the cultural aspects of competition. Kat emphasizes the philosophical insights gained through her experiences and the significance of community and teaching in martial arts. The discussion also touches on the realities of competition preparation and the mindset required for success in the ring. TAKEAWAYS Martial arts can provide a unique focus and mindfulness experience. Many martial artists share traits like introversion and ADHD. The journey through martial arts can lead to personal empowerment. Historical context enriches the understanding of martial arts. Transitioning to combat sports can be a natural progression. Bare-knuckle boxing offers a new frontier for fighters. Competition culture varies significantly across martial arts. Philosophical insights deepen the martial arts experience. Teaching and sharing knowledge is a vital part of martial arts. Community support enhances the martial arts journey. This episode is sponsored by Kataaro. Please check out their site at Kataaro Custom Martial Arts Products - Kataaro. The month of October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and Kataaro is donating 50% of profits from all breast cancer awareness products to breast cancer research! And use the code WK10 to save 10% off your first order. And be sure to ask them about a wholesale account for school owners!

BPN trail races are fixed in my opinion. They pick a few from a lottery then add their elite runners to the race. It is more a BPN marketing event. It is unfortunate since Texas needs more new ultra events for the large ultra running market. The Bare ranch doesn't have state park or Forrest service guidelines so it could have big races with 500-1000 runners. It would help the brand even more than the current format which is just outputing videos for it's running influencers.

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We're back and catching up on some theatrical reviews so E Bo is here to review Kiss of the Spider-Woman, The Roofman, & Tron: Ares.Kiss of the Spiderwoman 01:17The Roofman 03:53Tron Ares 05:49Video:https://youtu.be/SPEsP4zL8r8?si=KEWFYvH7EbP78eu0Welcome to a Toast to Film. Bare with us as we make the adjustment to video. We promise the video quality will soon match our content quality. We're two best friends who've been operating this podcast since 2020.Check out our entire catalog on Apple podcasts: podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/a-toast-to-film/id1529458133or Spotify: open.spotify.com/show/371cC1VzdjOchJh5sG0PUw#2025movies #moviereviews #film #movie #movies #movietok #moviepodcast #moviereviewpodcast #kissofthespiderwoman #roofman #tronares

Sonja Beallis, Co-Owner of Bare Moxie, joins Your Money Matters during Women’s Small Business Month. Sonja joins Jon Hansen to talk about some of the services they offer, including a private fitting experience to help women find the bra size they need. Sonja shares how her prices compare to big-box stores and the importance of educating […]

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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 11 Weekend Drama In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             We make the friends we have, not the ones we want, because they are people, not tools                       "Hi, I'm Rio," my buddy muttered darkly as she followed me inside, "I'm the girl standing next to the guy you just mugged." Allison went pounding up the stairs and I was left to a chorus of 'Hi, Zane', and we even got a few 'Hey, Metal Girl' greetings (Rio had all fourteen of her piercings back in). Right as Leigh, dressed in super-tight jeans and a pink bra, and Allison came down the stairs, Tawny came from the direction of the kitchen. "Zane," Leigh and Tawny said one right after the other, but Tawny's carried the greater weight. "Zane, we need to talk," Tawny demanded. Rio growled menacingly. "I apologize. Hello, Rio." There was a hush in the room and even Leigh looked contrite. "Zane, Kappa Sigma does not condone violence of any kind. If you ever thought we wanted you fighting our battles for us, you were sorely mistaken," Tawny explained. "Are we clear?" "Okay, I understand, but, how did you know? I didn't tell anyone anything about what was said," I wondered. "You should have never put your neck out for these Sorority bitches," Rio snapped. "Hang on, Rio. I did what I did for my own reasons, not for them," I calmed my friend. Rio was clearly not making friends but Tawny held up her hands for peace. "You didn't even tell her, your best friend, did you?" Tawny smiled with surprised satisfaction. "Christina knows, but that is understandable and she's told no one except me." I looked at her for some explanation. "It seems two co-eds from the University thought you might be in trouble and followed you. They covered your exit from the building, the argument, and the fight that followed," Tawny grinned. "They posted it on their site. By 10:00 this morning, everyone knew." "Except for us idiots with limited internet access," groaned Rio. "My fellow Kappa Sigma presidents wanted to make sure everyone knew that we had nothing to do with your actions," she completed. "That being said," she stepped up and hugged me, "Thank you." I received a round of applause from the gathered sisters. "Fine. Would someone tell me what my idiot friend did?" Rio griped. "Rio," Leigh snickered as she snuck to my side and wrapped an arm around me, "those three assholes called the Kappa Sigma House a bunch of whores and then told him they were going to rape Chastity and Hope, then come and rape Paris and me when they were done." And that's when Rio hit me. "Moron, why couldn't you tell the police this? They don't put you in jail for defending women under imminent threat," Rio snapped. "I think that was the point," Tawny sighed at Rio. "He didn't want to drag us into what was essentially his choice; just like he kept Chastity and Hope out of things." "Because he's a dumb-shit," Rio declared. "Rio," Tawny groaned, "be happy Zane has personality to spare, because you work really hard at having no other friends. I put up with your crap because Zane thinks the world of you and he's not been wrong about a person yet." "Wow, Tawny, I'm so touched," Rio sneered sarcastically. Before anything else could happen I grabbed Rio by her nipple chain and elevated it rapidly. "Ow, ow, ow, whimpered Rio. "That hurts!" "It supposed to," I glowered. "You are acting crazy. The Kappa Sigs are being nice and all you are doing is burning through the weekend time I've devoted to you." I let go and her hands flew up to her offended flesh. "You had better kiss them and make them better," Rio glared at me while cupping her nipples. "I promise," I pledged. "Fine. Tawny, all you Kappa Sigs, I apologize for being, unfriendly," Rio ground out. "Okay," Tawny allowed. "Now, Zane, what brings you here tonight?" "Zane came here to see me," Leigh grinned, as she started tugging me toward the stairs. "Leigh," Paris questioned, "don't you have a date tonight?" Leigh looked guilty. "Zane, why are you here?" Tawny asked again. "Actually, I need help with my English term paper. I'm doing it on Edmund Burke and I was hoping to use the UV library," I told her. "Of course," Tawny nodded. "I'll get the pledges to figure what books and archival material we have on Burke and I'm sure we can find a few volunteers to check out what you need." "Thanks, Tawny. And on that note, I do really have to get going. I promised Aunt Jill we'd help with dinner," I smiled. Tawny grinned in response and waved me away. A series of 'bye's followed, after which Rio and I made our way back home. "So, are you upset that I didn't tell you what happened?" I inquired. "Nah," Rio shrugged. "I imagine you were trying to avoid the beating I would have given you had I found out this morning." "Thank you for understanding," I commented. "No problem; you are my bro," she snorted. "Do you still want me to work over your nipples?" I asked. "Is the Pope Catholic?" Rio smirked. Passing the Night in Confusion I sat at one end of the sofa, Rio stretched out with her head in my lap as we digested our dinners. Jill sat on the chair closest to me, watching TV but stealing an overprotective glance my way from time to time. My aunt and I had a serious argument earlier about where Rio would sleep. She had insisted that Rio sleep in the guest room Barbie Lynn had used last weekend. I had held adamant to the fact that it didn't matter where we put her, Rio would end up in bed with me. I swore on the Bible that I wouldn't have sex with her if Jill relented and let Rio stay in my bed over the weekend instead. I won out through persistence and because I went down on my knees and begged. To add to the weirdness, Rio was downright affectionate. No, she was not feeling me up or attempting to arouse me; she snuggled against me and would occasionally rub my knee while I stroked her hair, ear, and jawline gently. At 10:00 we agreed to call it a day. Rio was kind enough to only shed her jeans once we were in my room. Rio draped an arm over my stomach and her thigh over my thigh as we drifted off to sleep. It was wonderful contact because the sexual elements were submerged to keep the moment uncomplicated. It was so special that I was disappointed when I woke up hours later with Rio lying on top of my body and my cock had, of course, responded. Damn it. "Zane, there is someone at the window," she whispered to me. It then occurred to me that Rio had been crawling over me to get to my window, which was over a trellis. It was the route Leigh had used last week too. We both scooted off the bed and went to the window. It was Paris, not Leigh. "Zane, Leigh needs you," Paris pleaded softly once we opened the window for her to get in. "Let me get dressed," I responded quietly, this being necessary because I sleep in the nude. "I'm coming too," Rio hissed. We quickly got on some jeans and I put on a shirt before we snuck through the house and out the front door. Bare-footed, we crossed over to the Kappa Sigma house and up to Leigh and Paris' room. Leigh was curled up on her bed, a pillow hugged to her chest and her back to the door. Paris stepped aside and let me in. I padded up to Leigh's bed and sat beside her. Paris and Rio fidgeted by the door a bit before migrating toward Paris' bed where they could keep an eye on us. "You don't need to be here," Leigh mumbled. She'd been crying. "I heard a rumor that you needed someone to talk to," I teased her. She didn't comment for a bit. "Zane, I'm sorry," she sobbed. "About what?" I asked as I moved her so she was facing me on her side. "The video; I didn't think about how badly it could impact your life, what people would think of you," she muttered. "Don't worry about it; I'll cope," I assured her. "I'm not sure I can," she simpered. "Tell me what happened," I encouraged. "There was this guy on campus I knew since last semester. Tuesday he asked me out. We went out on a date but he forgot his wallet so I paid for dinner, and we went back to his apartment to get it before heading out to a club," she told me. "The thing was, he had two friends over and while he went to his room to get his wallet, they began talking about me, about you and me. I wanted to bolt but he convinced me to stay and have a drink. When I tried to leave they got physical, and only when I started screaming did they let me get out of there," she related. "Who is he?" I asked calmly. "No," Leigh sighed, "I don't want you to hurt him. It is my fault for not thinking that everyone would see me as a slut." "You are not a slut and anyone who thinks so is an insecure ass and not worth your time. That video was a single snapshot of your life; it doesn't define you," I stated. "But all those girls now treat you, she murmured. "If they treat me like crap, I move on. Listen Leigh, don't let a few people who could never look past your cup size ruin what was a good time for you, Paris, and I. We don't need them because we still have each other; right?" I insisted. Leigh snuggled into me and sighed away some of her tension. "Can you stay awhile?" Leigh asked softly. "You have to ask Rio; this is her weekend after all," I reminded Leigh. "Sure, he can stay," grumbled Rio playfully, "but scoot over; I'm joining you two." I was on the outside, Leigh was tight up against me, her head pressed into my neck, and Rio was against the wall, her front pressed into Leigh's back and her arm over both of us. "Zane, what am I going to do on Monday? What are they going to say now?" Leigh whispered. "Laugh; laugh against the darkness, because while we can laugh, we cannot be defeated," I told her. "When someone asks about it, tell them he was such a disappointment you left." "I was going to say, call him a psycho-rapist scumbag," Rio snarled, "but if you feel nice, listen to what Zane said." Leigh gave a weary snicker. "Thanks, Paris," she called over to her roommate. "You are welcome, Sister," Paris responded. I set Leigh's alarm for four in the morning and settled in for a short night's rest. When the buzzing woke the three of us up, I rolled out of bed, Rio climbed out over Leigh, and we kissed Leigh goodbye. On the way down the stairs we stumbled across Tawny sitting by the pool. "Hey, Zane, Rio," she said. "Good morning, Tawny," I responded. Rio was silent. "Zane, if she had given you his name, would you have gone and kicked his ass?" she questioned. "No; that wouldn't have done Leigh any good. I'd have found another way to get at him, but I'd have taken my time," I replied. "I'd like to think I occasionally learn something." "Thank you, Zane, for the answer and coming to help Leigh; you too, Rio," Tawny smirked. "You know me," Rio chuckled, "I'll never pass up a chance to grab some of that cheap Sorority tail." "Rio, you have a good friend in Zane; don't lose him," Tawny advised her. "I know; I'm getting a dog collar and leash for Christmas so I can keep him in line," Rio beamed to Tawny. Tawny chuckled and shook her head in amusement. "Just for that, you get to sleep on the floor for the rest of the morning," I grumbled to Rio. "You try that, Jungle-Boy," Rio snapped playfully as we made our way to the property line. "I'm going to staple-gun your bra to the floor," I explained. "I'm not wearing a bra," Rio snorted. "Yeah, wrestling you into one is going to be half the fun," I teased her. Rio laughed and took off running. We were still snickering over events when we snuck back into my room. Aunt Jill was curled up on my side of the bed asleep in her nightgown. Rio looked at me questioningly and all I could do was shrug. I walked over to the bell and knelt beside Jill. "Zane, I came in to check on you and you two were gone," she yawned. "Leigh had a bad date and Paris asked me to go over and have a talk with her," I related. "Did you, have sex with her?" Jill asked as he propped herself up on one elbow. Her breasts nearly spilled out of the partially buttoned top. I tried not to ogle. "No," Rio interjected. "He held her hand and let her rest her head on his shoulder until she fell asleep. Trust me; I kept an eye on them the entire time." "Yes," I confirmed Rio's statement, "she had been treated shabbily and needed to talk to a guy." "Zane, do you really want to be sneaking into young women's bedrooms well past midnight?" Jill inquired, somewhat exasperated. My initial answer would be 'Yes', but that certainly wouldn't be the correct one for right now. "Jill, it would have been unchristian to have ignored a neighbor's request for aid," I suggested. "After all, it was Leigh that saw to it that I didn't totally screw up your new clothes collection." Jill digested that bit of news with conflicted emotions. "Let's go to bed," I yawned. Jill stared at me, so I stepped over her and collapsed on the bed. Rio winked at me and walked around to the far side of the bed, wiggled out of her jeans and climbed in on her side of the bed. I was still in my jeans mainly because I didn't have underwear on. "Night, Aunt Jill," I muttered before dropping off. It was inevitable that bedroom dynamics would push me to the edge of the bed. Rio has the habit of wrapping herself around her bed partner while she sleeps, it is a body-heat issue. It seems that Jill does the same thing, so as the skyline went from night to grey, the heat of their combined bodies woke me up. For a moment I thought I was the only one awake but I felt Rio's hand run along my thigh to my crotch. She moved her hand up and down over it for a few moments when I felt her head tilt and her look at me. Our eyes locked and a wicked glint came into her eyes. Her hand wandered over my hip to Jill's thigh that was resting there. I incrementally shook my head but Rio flexed her eyebrows in amusement, refusing my warning. Instead, she inched Jill's gown up and began tracing a finger along its length. Jill stirred but fell silent in a moment. "Don't!" I hissed. Rio gave me a toothy grin in response. I couldn't move my arm that was pinned by Jill but I could maneuver the one next to Rio. I wiggled my arm between her legs and she ground against me, trying to press me too tight to get free. Upping her game, Rio reached up and scooped up Jill's right breast. Jill stirred and we both froze. "Stop it!" I hissed. "Her nipple is so hard in my hand," she taunted me. Jill shifted, causing her gown to shift up to her hips when her leg moved, and dropping her hand on my abdomen while pressing her groin against my wrist. When she went still, Rio went back to massaging her breast. First came the moans, then Jill's hips gently pumped against me, and finally her eyes sleepily opened. Rio and I had shut our eyes barely a second ago but it seemed enough to make her believe we were still asleep. It took her another second to figure out where Rio's hand was, then another to figure out that pressure between her legs was my wrist and hand. She stiffened and held her breath. Slowly she started to untangle herself but I felt Rio's hand flex. "Ah," Jill gasped. Her hand flattened against my stomach and her body trembled. Jill kept very still for several moments and I figured she'd take the opportunity to slip out of bed and let me settle down for some more sleep. She did move; her head rose and I'm sure she was looking over me and Rio for signs of life. She slowly put her head back down and moved her hand around in slow circles on my stomach. Jill kissed my shoulder softly but I elected to stir anyway, causing her to feign sleep as well. Rio couldn't let things go, though. She gave Jill's breast a squeeze, then another, followed by a low moan on my friend's part. I really needed to kick Rio. Jill began to rub her crotch along my arm while flitting her hand down to the zipper on my jeans. Reflexively my hand stroked her thigh just below the panty line. For over a minute Jill kept her tempo against me slow but steady. "Zane?" groaned Rio, pretending to just be awakened. Jill slowly withdrew. Rio gave Jill's breast one last feel. "That's not Zane," Rio whispered for dramatic effect, then louder, "Jill?" "Oh, what? Huh?" Jill stammered. "Umm, is that your hand?" "Oh," Rio mused, then gave yet another squeeze, "Whoops; that would be me. Sorry." "I, what are you doing?" Jill whispered. "I was having this sweet dream," Rio grinned back. "I, you, my," Jill questioned. I took that moment to stir and open my eyes. "What's going on?" I yawned. "Nothing," Jill declared abruptly. "I should get up and make breakfast." "Jill, it is still dark outside," I smiled. "Let's go back to bed." "I'll go to my bed, Zane. You get back to sleep and I'll wake you at 7:00," Jill assured me. She backed out of bed and quickly made for the door. "You are going to pay for this," I grumbled to Rio. She rolled onto her stomach. "That's right, Big Daddy, spank my bottom and call me a bad girl," she giggled. "Oh, God!" I groaned to the ceiling. "You are incorrigible." "If it is any consolation, I wuv you," Rio batted her eyelashes. I swatted her panty-covered bottom; she giggled and I willed myself back to sleep. Saturday with Rio and so much more. The First Game The first soccer game of the season was against Braydon College in Maryland. They were a very exclusive private co-ed college but were large enough to have both a women's and men's team. Today was Christina's second match-up against Braydon. Last year they had beaten her and she was holding a grudge, or so the scuttleass said. As the half-time break rolled around, the teams had managed a 1-1 tie. Three Braydon players in their black shirts and burgundy shorts crossed the field and were intercepted by Christina, in white and gold, on the sidelines. A brief discussion ensued, then Christina looked over her shoulder and up into the stands close to where I was sitting with Rio. Iona was at my dorm, taking care of things. Faith came up the stands to me with a quizzical look and motioned me to come with her. "What's up, Faith?" I asked, as I stood up and followed her to the field. Rio followed along. "Some of the Braydon players wanted to see you," Faith explained. "Who do you know at Braydon?" "Not a clue," I shrugged. "I'd never even heard of the place until I saw the team's schedule." As we walked up, several more FFU players had gathered around the Braydon trio. "I am Kinu Yamada, Captain of the Braydon Women's Soccer team and Kappa Sigma President," the leader turned and greeted me. "You, look better in other attire." "They field test this stuff to be the ultimate in female repellent," I grinned, referring to my school uniform. "Now, is there something I can do for you? I'm afraid I don't know who you are." "Well, Braydon's Kappa Sigmas are in a contest with several other houses for that Spring Break weekend with you and I wanted to see what we were getting into," Kinu grinned. "Weekend?" Christina and I said simultaneously. "I recall the original offer being one night and Brianna Kincaid of Colorado State being the one I was pledged to," I added. "We decided to up the ante for the purpose of a contest," Kinu stated. "What contest, Ms. Yamada?" Christina inquired with a guarded tone. "The House with the best G P A and athletic record gets to send three sisters to share the weekend with Zane Braxton," Kinu explained. "He agreed to this?" Christina questioned. "He did not," I corrected. "Unless Briana releases me from my obligation, I can't do any of that stuff. She is the one I'm indebted to." "She has done so for the sake of her sisterhood," Kinu informed me. "Are you still up for the challenge?" "I'll do it for the sake of Lancaster's Kappa Sigma House, but I'll leave the final decision up to Christina, leader of our faction here at Freedom Fellowship," I declared. Christina appeared to think it over a bit before finally nodding her head. "FFU owes Tawny Flores and the rest of the local house a debt and if Zane is willing to pay it off for us, we'll support your contest and his decision, though it will take place at FFU's Spring Break location." "I'll let everyone know," Kinu grinned before turning and crossing back to their side of the field. "Christina, where is our Spring Break location?" I whispered to her. "I haven't a clue, Zane. Christian school girls don't do Spring Break," she replied. "I'll come up with something." I wished her luck and headed up into the stands. "Barely a B-cup, but did you catch the ass on that sweet slice of Asian cuisine?" Rio panted. "I wouldn't know; those were the most intense brown eyes I've ever seen. That's a woman who knows what she wants and will cut a bloody swath to get it," I observed. "So, you didn't notice her breast size?" Rio teased. "I didn't say that, she's a 32 B, but she has large areoles and nipples as thick as my pinkie," I told her. "How do you know that shit?" Rio gawked. "Mom took me lingerie shopping when I was younger and I picked up on how the saleswomen did their jobs," I replied. "Your Mom took you lingerie shopping? My Mom could barely tell me how to use a tampon," Rio griped. "Mom told me that the only thing worse than buying a woman lingerie for her birthday was buying it in the wrong size," I related. "You buy those things on your birthday for your lady to look sexy in, for you to enjoy." "Your Mom sounds pretty neat," Rio mused. "Mom had a way of tricking you into thinking she was your friend, not your Mother, then she'd sneak this lesson in on you; like lingerie shopping, or not getting a pet you couldn't devote the time to," I told her. "She'd have loved you." "Hardy, har, har," Rio snorted. "Seriously, you're similar enough to have gotten along, but not so much that it would be creepy," I explained. "She didn't take crap from anyone; not my Dad, my Granddad, or even her old man. She'd never abandon a friend either." "I'm not like that, Zane," Rio muttered sadly. "If you've left someone, it was because they weren't your friend, Rio," I assured her. "You are such an idiot," she grumbled, but she did put her hand in mine. "Let's fuck tonight." "Nope; we promised Jill we wouldn't, and besides, next time I nail you I want you on all fours, with me pounding your cunt raw while yanking your head back with a big handful of your hair," I envisioned for us. "Would you like that?" "Damn straight," Rio licked her lips. "Well, tough, next time we get together I'm going to make long, passionate love to you," I grinned. "I prefer option A," she prodded me. "I know, but that's only because you've never had option B," I countered. "Zane, sometimes a girl wants to be treated like a cheap slut," Rio instructed. "Has someone ever spent a whole night devoted to nothing less than having sex with you?" I asked. "Yes, of course," Rio grumbled. "I'm freaking Cleopatra. I've got guys lining up the block." "Well, damn; I guess we are back to bending you over and slamming you like a cheap slut," I teased. "I see I'm too much of a woman for you," she sneered with amusement. "That's a challenge I'm willing to take up, Rio. If you think you can stand up to whatever I can think up for you, I'm willing to prove you wrong," I grinned. "I'll make it fun; I'll bring Mercy and have her be a piece of furniture," Rio suggested. "I still don't know how that happened," I said, in reference to Rio's relationship to Mercy. "I'm not sure either," Rio confessed. "Maybe being such a pervert myself, I bring out perversions in those around me. Only Iona seems immune." "Oh, it looks like Rhaine, Joy, Mercy, and I are going to have a round two," I remembered. "Oh, I want part of that," Rio brightened up, "I am going to fuck Rhaine so hard she won't walk straight for a week. You let her off too easy last time." "No," I shook my finger. "I'm not sure how this is going to play out so if you want Rhaine, you are going to have to seduce her all on your own." "Crapola," Rio bitched. "I'll have to settle for corrupting Felicity first but I'll get Rhaine one day, mark my words." Our attention was drawn back to the game when Opal scored our second goal of the day, propelling us to the lead. Apparently, the battle had become quite brutal while Rio and I had been talking. There was nothing like woman-on-woman combat to keep Rio's attention and for the rest of the second half we watched the game with interest. In the end, FFU pulled it out 4-3, but that was only because both goalies put in heroic performances. No one charged the field after the final seconds slipped away because apparently they frown on that in the United States, but I still made my way down to congratulate my fellow students. In the gentle press of bodies I came across Opal who spun on me, jumped into my arms and took my breath away with a kiss. Since this was not the norm for FFU student interaction, I did my best to look embarrassed while keeping Opal pressed up against me. "Congrats on the win," I smiled. "We get to keep you," Opal exulted. Huh? "Christina told us that if we lost, we had to give you to Braydon for the rest of the day and night, but we showed them, didn't we?" "Yes, right, you sure did," I stuttered. A few more teammates stopped by and gave me a slap on the back, or ass, while I hung onto Opal, but I had to disentangle myself because I still wanted to have a word with Christina. I hadn't traveled ten more feet when Kinu appeared before me. "Sorry," she told me with a smile. "Sorry, for losing?" I questioned. Her ponytail had become ragged during the game so I pushed some strands out of her face and hooked them behind her ear, which only made her smile broader. "No. I'm sorry we won't have another chance at you until Regionals," she grinned lasciviously. "There is something I don't get; you are a co-ed school. I'm the only guy on this campus, which explains some of my charm, but you look like you could have any guy on your campus you want, so what's up with this contest?" I inquired. "I don't know," she chuckled, "but it could be that you fuck like a stallion and a girl feels like a million bucks when you are done. You know, something like that." She reached out and ran her fingers down my chest to the top of my pants. "One thing; get a fake ID because I know any girl who gets you is going to want to take you to a few clubs, you need to look 21." "Yeah," Rio snorted, "because Zane doesn't have enough problems with the law already." "Excuse me," Christina said right after that, putting her hand on Kinu's. "I believe any confusion concerning Zane has been rectified." "For now," Kinu allowed, looking from my eyes to Christina's. "See you at Regionals." Kinu turned and with a flip of her long ponytail made her way to the far side of the field. "You wagered Zane!" Rio squawked to Christina, "After all the crap you give him?" "We won so we don't have to worry about what Kinu would have made him do," the Queen answered. "Shower up," I saluted Christina, "and congratulations on the win. I know you were looking forward to it." "We look forward to winning every game," Christina grinned. "So do I; maybe we can celebrate later at the Solarium," I suggested. "We have to take the Braydon team out to a late lunch, then the post-game meeting with the Coach, but maybe later," Christina allowed. She turned and sauntered away and I was more than willing to watch that ass move beneath those shorts. "She is so going to kill you when she finds out," Rio whispered in my ear. "She'll forgive me, but it may take some time," I explained. "When she sided with me, she accepted a certain degree of ruthlessness on my part." "You think you are being ruthless?" Rio sneered. "When you have everything else in life, what you value most is trust, Rio," I stated. "Now let's go see how my room is getting along." Dana Gorman was righteously pissed when she came storming up to my dorm 'room'. A dozen students rapidly made themselves scarce as word of her imminent arrival was made known. "I don't know how you did this, Zane, but I'm putting a stop to this right now," she snapped. "What? Everything I'm doing, I have permission for," I grinned, and I was pretty happy she didn't knock my teeth out of my head when she rounded on me. "That's bullshit! You forged my signature on those entry permits," she snarled. "Nope. You signed them, though it is most likely you thought you were signing something else at the time," I confessed. "This isn't some kind of game," she countered. "All of this stuff is going back to wherever you bought it from." "Hauling things away will be on your dime," I said. "You and the Chancellor did give me permission to fix my place up and that is what I've done. You will note that all my contractors are women, per school regulations." "And all this furniture? When did we give permission to have all of this put in?" Gorman countered. "You may not like it but I'm not doing anything illegal," I pointed out. "It doesn't mean I can't tear it all down," she growled. "Dana, you and the other facility promised me this space. Go ahead and tear it all down. I'll just find another way to do it," I promised. "You are an insufferable little prick," she hissed. "Yeah, I can be," I agreed, "but at least I haven't done all of this for my sole benefit. I made it for the whole freshman class." Dana looked around the room. "It is not like I need the whole floor for myself, after all." "What have you done?" she grumbled. "I've made a place for the freshman class to hang out. Since it is my dorm room, they are safe from upper classmen," I reminded her. Gorman glared at me, then went back to soaking up the surroundings. "Wide-Screen TVs, drink dispensers, what is that?" Dana observed. "Umm, our hot tub," I grinned nervously. "And that, the coach continued. "Those would be the showers and the sauna," I answered. "Zane, have you lost your God-damn mind?" Dana seethed. "We are not going to let you keep any of that stuff." "Well, it is 4:00 o'clock now and the installers are either finished or almost finished, so I guess you can try to find someone willing to take it down tomorrow but that's going to cost an arm and a leg," I mused. Dana rounded on me and stuck her finger in my face. "Zane, I, gurr," she growled. "Aargh!" she howled, then stormed off back downstairs. Iona came skulking up to my side. "Did we pull it off?" she whispered. "Yeah, yeah, I think we did," I responded. Cordelia and Paige came right up behind her. "So, can we hook up the satellite dishes now?" Cordelia asked. "I don't think she'll be back tonight so I'd appreciate it if you got it done before dark," I told her. "One thousand channels coming up," Cordelia smirked, "and I have to say, this is going to be my second favorite place to hang out." "I don't know, Cordelia," Paige said in a considerate tone, "what can help you deal better with a hard day of coding than a sauna and a V-8?" "Was that all you are interested in?" Iona questioned. "I was curious why I found you crawling under the covers of Zane's bed." The albino Paige blushed furiously. "The sensation is far superior when you do it naked, Paige," I stated with a gleam in my eye. "Feel free to come by sometime and try it out." Instead of responding, Paige stalked off to fix up the telecommunications gear. Cordelia snickered and followed after her. "Where is Rio?" Iona wondered. "She went hunting for Mercy, but she needs to get back in the next half hour if I'm going to make it back to Jill's by five," I informed her. The plan had been one part deception and one part splitting of resources. We had let the powers that be know the move was being made Sunday when it was really happening today. With the first game of the season, we had campus security looking at the game and not at us. We had the proper forms for what we were accomplishing that baffled the few security types we had to deal with. By the time Coach Gorman broke free from the team, it was essentially too late to stop us. Monday would bring what Monday would bring, but today we had our victory. Besides, we had the new door in place and that would make any operations by the administration against my digs much harder. My contractors informed me they would have everything up and running by 9:00 tonight. Rio was the first to arrive but Christina and company arrived with the three Kappa Sigmas from Braydon, almost all of them expecting to see a single room. Christina was once more pissed with me and I knew that attitude would get worse before it got better. "Christina, and ladies, please come with me to my room. I have an important situation to discuss," I pleaded. Catching sight of Brandi, I flagged her over. "Brandi, could you show our guests from Braydon around while I take care of a piece of personal business?" "Kinu, Kappa Sigmas from Braydon, I'll be with you in a minute and apologize for the delay," I told them with a nod of the head before heading off to my room and activating the rooms 'cut off' switch. Rio and Iona came with me, along with Christina, Hope, Chastity, Heaven, and Faith. "You told the Seniors that you were doing this on Sunday and I made plans for us to help you, Zane," Christina rounded on me. "I apologize for the deception, but it was necessary to finding out something important; namely, who was spying on you," I informed everyone in the room but Rio. I hadn't even told Iona the whole truth. "What was the purpose of this deception, Zane, this lie?" Christina questioned me harshly. "Someone in this room betrayed Heaven's secret and a few other pieces of information that have been floating around a very small circle of people, things like me moving in today," I began. "Oh, and Iona doesn't know the secret, so Iona, I hope you understand that certain things are not for me to share with you, but I trust you enough to have you here with me now." "So that's why you told Hope and I your little secret about today," Chastity stated coldly. "You were testing us. I'm not sure I like that." Hope looked even less pleased. "Yes and no; I actually was only testing Hope. I already knew you weren't the one," I replied to Chastity. Again, Hope didn't seem all that happy. "But I didn't get raided today so it wasn't either of you. For obvious reasons, Christina isn't spying on herself, and it would be a cold day in Hell before Heaven would betray Christina, so, Faith, you have been working with the Chancellor against us," I laid it out. Faith gasped fearfully. "Faith has been with me since sophomore year," Christina defended her friend, "which is a sight longer than I've known you." "Two things: it had to be someone who knew that secret, and only the people in this room, one police officer, and the Chancellor know. The cop didn't betray us and Rio didn't know until after the threat," I clarified. "If you have another explanation of the facts, please let me know," I confronted Christina. "Face it, the Chancellor knew you would be a force at this University late in your freshmen year, so she chose someone to get close to you, to keep an eye on you so she could manipulate you when the time came." Christina refused to believe me but I noted Heaven, Hope, and Chastity were all staring at Faith. "It's not so," Faith declared. "Oh, I guess you want to see all the logs of your communications with the Chancellor, then, eh, Faith?" I goaded her. "You weren't as careful as you thought." "Oh, God," Faith whispered. "No, " "Damn it, Faith," Christina rumbled, "that was the most obvious trick in the book. He had no other evidence against you. He fooled you. After all, he didn't even know it was you until late this morning." She placed a hand on Heaven's shoulder because Heaven was about to lose it. "I'd thank you, Zane," Christina said in a suddenly weary voice, "but what I really want to do is punch your lights out." "What do we do about Faith?" Chastity questioned. "Nothing," I butted in. "This doesn't involve you," Hope grumbled. "I beg to differ," I said, "I like all of you and it pisses me off that you are suffering, but this isn't Faith's fault; it is the Chancellor's. If you dump on Faith, she will know we've discovered Faith's role. If we do nothing, we can now feed information to her, but only what we want her to know." "Butt out, Zane," Heaven responded coldly. "No. If you fight yesterday's battles, we get our asses kicked. There is no profit in it for us," I kept hammering away. "She was our friend and she betrayed us," Chastity fired away. "You wouldn't understand." "What? Oh, hell no!" I snapped. "I had to sit there and take her threats about Heaven with a smile on my face, and then I had to crack a joke about it when I knew she was capable of breaking Heaven's heart. Don't you dare tell me I am not invested in this fight. She comes after me, that's fine, but when she comes after my friend, she must pay." "I may not have been with you for the past three years but don't you dare tell me I'm not invested in this fight; that's insulting," I growled. "Zane is right," Christina declared decisively. "We will act normal the rest of the day and tonight, we five will decide what to do next. Yes, Faith, I'm including you. We were once friends, after all." That last bit stung Faith a bitter blow. Christina took Heaven by the hand and led her out of my room with Faith trailing along. Hope regarded me with narrowed eyes and an icy anger. "Hope," Chastity intervened, "he trusted you with the right answer. He trusted you with his plans." "He had us set up Christina ,  and Faith," Hope seethed back. "And if he didn't? Would one of us have hunted Faith down, revealed the traitor? Hope," Chastity explained, "we couldn't do this, turn on one of our own, so we kind of left that burden on Zane, so I don't feel right hating him for trying to keep us safe, again." Hope stormed out of the room. Chastity gave me a helpless shrug then followed. "I'm stunned," muttered Iona once they were gone. "We had a traitor in our midst?" "Zane's not a total idiot," Rio joked. "I'm stunned too," I stated. "By what?" Iona asked. "Didn't this go according to your plan, whatever that was?" "No, I am stunned Rio kept her mouth shut the entire time," I grinned. Rio punched me in the arm. For me, that helped break the unbearable tension I was feeling right then. "I see your point," Iona smiled shyly. "Ow," Iona peeped, as Rio punched her too. There was still work to be done and Rio and I only had an hour to spare before heading back to Jill's. It was still wonderful to see freshmen take a look around and seeing 'their' space coming together. I even caught Kinu and company taking pictures of the place. "This will look nice on your web page," Kinu told me. "Web page?" I questioned, then pinned Iona in place with a glance. "Please, tell me about my web page." "It has all your background information, plus tons of photographs and videos of you here on campus as well as you back at your house, or the Kappa Sigma House," "Yay me," I cheered sarcastically. "There's this really nice one of you out in the woods," Kinu gave me a sly grin. "It was really, intriguing how you picked out each sister despite their masks. I can appreciate a man with an eye for detail." "Thanks, but a little more privacy in my life wouldn't suck," I groaned. "Cheer up, Zane," Kinu tipped my chin down close to her lips, "you have a fan club." "I don't pursue women to create a fan base; I do it because women are the best thing in the world, bar none," I told her. "That is why it is going to be such a pleasure owning you this spring," Kinu smiled. "Now, don't forget that ID." With that, she turned and walked away. Both of the women with her ran their hands across my stomach before following Kinu away. "Zane, I don't like the sound of that," Iona mumbled. "They treat you like a piece of meat." "It is his piece of meat they are interested in, those Sorority sluts," Rio snickered. "Well, I wish I could go to Spring Break so I could look after you," Iona sighed. "Of course, you and Rio are going with me," I looked amused. "Who else is going to protect me from doing something stupid?" "Certainly not me," chirped Rio. "Doing-Stupid-Shit is my middle name." "That explains so much about you," Iona quipped to Rio. "I don't think my parents will let me go anyway." "Lie to them," Rio responded. "No, tell them it is a learning experience and that about a dozen girls, and me, will be watching over you," I told her, "Your parents trust you and for good reason." "Will I be able to spend some time with you while I'm there?" Iona asked me. "Sure. Let me know what you want to do," I hugged her. "I hope it is Florida," Iona smiled. "I want to go to Disney World again. It was so much fun the other three times my family went." "For the love of God!" gasped Rio, "Tranquilize me first." I chuckled, Rio scowled, and we set off to do a little more work before the day was done. Breaking Down Walls, Mending Fences It was five minutes until 8:00 in the evening when the doorbell rang. Jill virtually catapulted herself from the chair she'd been fidgeting in and raced to answer it. "Hunting time," Rio grinned with predatory glee, and I found myself praying that Felicity left wearing something more than a confused, yet dreamy, smile on her face. Jill welcomed Mrs. Rochelle Wellington, the Mayor's wife, and Felicity Tolliver, fianc to Rochelle's youngest son, into our house. Rio and I stood as they entered the room. Felicity had an open and friendly expression on her face while Rochelle was much more guarded and unsure. "Hey ladies, thank you for coming by tonight," I greeted them. "Mrs. Wellington, I've been making extra notes on last meetings discussions I'd like to go over with you," I said with my most disarming smile. "Felicity, we've done this incredible renovation project at school, we students, and I'd like to show you all we've accomplished so you can, ya know, give us some pointers as to what to do next," Rio beamed with a frivolity that I found personally terrifying. "Okay," Felicity grinned back at Rio. "Let's see what you have." I kind of felt sorry for Felicity; she wasn't taking Rio too seriously and had no idea of the carnivore that lurked just beneath the younger woman's exterior. Rochelle Wellington was far more cautious. "Greetings, Zane. I am happy to help the newest member of my committee adjust," Rochelle told me. I quickly cracked open my laptop and moved aside so that Rochelle could join me as I went over this and that from the last meeting. "Felicity and Jill, why don't we go check out some of the rooms Jill's already done and see what we can come up with," Rio suggested. Jill seemed a little nervous so Felicity stepped in. "I'd love to see what Ms. Braxton has done with her home. I always admired this old house, but Lance wanted something on the north side of town," Felicity sighed. "I tried to make things very homey," Jill informed them. "I didn't have much to work with. My late husband and I didn't have many possessions." "I think you did a fine job, Jill," Rio poured it on. "Zane considers this his home and looks forward to coming here on the weekends." That seemed to perk things up. "But why are you here, Rio? Are you Zane's, girlfriend?" Felicity wondered. "Oh, no," Rio laughed. "My family is in Arizona and Zane knows I'm alone here, so he and Jill have taken me under their wing and made me feel like a daughter, and a sister." How Jill stopped herself from choking at the, exaggeration was putting it kindly, was beyond me. It did show me that Rio could be personable and manipulative if she so desired. The three women headed off to the dining room, leaving me with Rochelle. "Why don't we move to the kitchen?" I suggested to her. "Working over the coffee table isn't good for our backs." "Oh," she clearly studied me, "okay, if you think that's best." We moved to the bar in the kitchen and I behaved myself for all of five minutes. I started bringing up her ideas that had been somewhat ill-received and showed her what work I had done on them. "I'm not sure how much of this matters," she sighed. "I don't think I have the votes." "Don't give up. After all, I have the tie-breaking vote now," I reminded her. "Oh, I hadn't considered you a voting member but I suppose you are right. I admit, I didn't see you hanging around all that long, being a young man and all," she explained. "Why would I not want to stay? I had fun," I countered. "I would imagine a young man would have better things to do than hang out with a bunch of old ladies," she said. "If I find a bunch of old ladies, I'll let you know," I grinned. "Besides, I had some friends go over some of the suggestions you put forth and they created some 3-D images for you to present next Wednesday," I related, as I began opening the first program. "Oh, my," Rochelle murmured. As she got the hang of things, she maneuvered through the presentations and rotated the pictures. "Are you hot?" I inquired. "Can I get you something to drink?" "That would be nice," she agreed. "Do you have tomato or orange juice?" "We have that, and we have beer and Scotch too," I grinned. "Oh, please," she moaned, "I could use a good Scotch. It has been a long week." While I prepared a double Scotch for her and a beer for myself, Rochelle took off her jacket and laid it on the bar. I handed her the glass when I returned. "That's smooth," she commented after a sip. "I don't like this," she pointed to a feature on the screen. "How do I alter it?" I reached around her, pressing my body onto her side and back gently. "Here you go, do this and this." I highlighted the keys she needed to use to get the desired effects. I could tell she was distracted, both physically and intellectually. Rochelle hesitantly moved some features around for a few seconds so I chose to back off for a minute. "I want to do this," she requested, "without changing, " "Oh, okay. Let's try this," I answered, while wrapping her in my arms once more. This time I held the embrace longer, and when I withdrew, my hand rested on her far shoulder. "This is really good work, Zane," Rochelle turned her head to complement me only to find my face a few inches away. She gulped and looked at me with a certain level of confliction. "Really, it was this small group of girls at school who did the real work. Isn't that always the case, women doing all the real work so some guy can get the credit?" I teased her. "Why, why did they do this for you?" she stammered. "They go to our church, of course," I smiled. "What did you think I did, seduce them?" "I, no, definitely not," Rochelle blushed, and turned back to the screen. "You are such a nice boy." "I wouldn't go that far, Mrs. Wellington. I am afraid I'm begging forgiveness most Sunday mornings," I joked. "Oh, come on now," she mused, "what do you have to talk to Jesus about?" "Impure thoughts," I confessed. "Well, you go to an all-girls school," she said. "I'm sure that gives you ample opportunity." "What makes you think I'm not being tempted right now?" I suggested. "Oh, I guess you could be," she replied quietly. "I'm glad we got that out of the way," I sighed. "What? Got what out of the way?" she asked. "It's hard to tell a lady that she's attractive without it being taken the wrong way," I lied. I had every intention of her taking this the 'wrong' way. "It is that I've always found you very beautiful but was unsure how you would take it." "I'm a married woman," she declared, but severely lacked conviction. "Absolutely, and we both understand the limitations of our relationship because of that," I continued. "Limitations?" she questioned. "Well, I can do this," I kissed her on the neck below the ear, "and we both know that it is only something between friends." "Ah, good," she moaned. "I mean, it is good we understand our boundaries." I went back to kissing her neck, then went up to her ear. Rochelle remained patiently still under my passion for a long time. "I want to take another look at this diagram," she suddenly said. She didn't pull away, though, instead, working away steadily on the keyboard while I let my lips play along her exposed flesh and my hands roamed her shoulders. She kept a steady patter of conversation going as I deviated farther and farther from her shoulders, around her back, to the sides of her breasts. "Your top button," I whispered to her. "Button, she murmured. She looked to my eyes, then followed them down to her cleavage. I saw the mental struggle going on inside her, lust versus a loveless marriage. I imagine she convinced herself this was all harmless fun because her trembling hands undid not only the first button, but the second one as well. "Beautiful," I complimented her quietly. "You are very beautiful, Rochelle." She didn't say anything but she sat up straighter and stuck out her chest with more confidence. My left hand edged around the side of her breast and took that orb into my hand and began massaging it, exciting her nipple through her satin blouse and silk bra. My right hand followed a similar path, but at the base of the breast I roamed down along the fleshy roll of her stomach to her belt, rubbing along and kneading the pliant tissue. She was slightly embarrassed

Fluent Fiction - Norwegian: Transforming Spooky Doubts: A Halloween Conversion Tale Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/no/episode/2025-10-19-07-38-20-no Story Transcript:No: Den frodige høstmorgen i nabolaget var spesielt livlig denne dagen.En: The lush autumn morning in the neighborhood was particularly lively that day.No: Bladene lå spredd på fortauet, og husene var kledd i gresskar og høstpynt.En: Leaves were scattered on the sidewalk, and the houses were adorned with pumpkins and autumn decorations.No: Det var en kriblende stemning i luften, en følelse av forventning.En: There was a tingling feeling in the air, a sense of anticipation.No: Halloween nærmet seg, og det gjorde Astrid både spent og glad.En: Halloween was approaching, and it made Astrid both excited and happy.No: Hun elsket Halloween, alle de kreative mulighetene, kostymene og festene.En: She loved Halloween, all the creative possibilities, costumes, and parties.No: Men i dag var hun ikke alene; hun hadde Leif ved sin side.En: But today she was not alone; she had Leif by her side.No: Leif var ikke like begeistret som Astrid.En: Leif was not as enthusiastic as Astrid.No: For ham var Halloween mest en unødvendig anledning til å bruke penger på pynt og kostymer.En: For him, Halloween was mostly an unnecessary occasion to spend money on decorations and costumes.No: Han likte ting som var praktiske.En: He liked things that were practical.No: "Vi trenger ikke bruke tid og penger på dette," sa Leif idet de gikk nedover gaten mot første butikk.En: "We don't need to spend time and money on this," said Leif as they walked down the street toward the first store.No: "Leif, det kan være så gøy! Bare tenk, å kle seg ut som noen andre for en dag," sa Astrid med et stort smil.En: "Leif, it can be so much fun! Just think, dressing up as someone else for a day," said Astrid with a big smile.No: Hun markedet ivrig mot butikken.En: She eagerly pointed toward the store.No: Hun visste at det skulle bli en utfordring å overbevise ham.En: She knew it would be a challenge to convince him.No: Likevel var hun fast bestemt.En: Nevertheless, she was determined.No: De startet på en liten butikk som solgte kostymer.En: They started at a small store that sold costumes.No: Hele butikken var fylt med heksekapper, vampyrtenner og monsterdrakter.En: The entire store was filled with witch capes, vampire teeth, and monster outfits.No: Astrid plukket opp en stråhatt med strittende hår og prøvde den på.En: Astrid picked up a straw hat with sticking-out hair and tried it on.No: "Leif, se! Hva med denne?"En: "Leif, look! How about this?"No: Leif trakk på skuldrene.En: Leif shrugged.No: "Det er ikke min stil," mumlet han.En: "It's not my style," he mumbled.No: Astrid sukket, men ga ikke opp.En: Astrid sighed but didn't give up.No: Hun dro Leif bort til en annen del av butikken.En: She dragged Leif over to another part of the store.No: "Hva med denne?" sa hun og holdt opp en sjørøverhatt og en øyelapp.En: "What about this?" she said, holding up a pirate hat and an eyepatch.No: Leif så på dem med skeptiske øyne.En: Leif looked at them with skeptical eyes.No: "Tror ikke det passer meg."En: "I don't think it suits me."No: Astrid bøyde seg nærmere.En: Astrid leaned closer.No: "Kom igjen, Leif. Bare prøv én ting. Jeg lover, du vil kanskje overraskes."En: "Come on, Leif. Just try one thing. I promise, you might be surprised."No: Etter mye om og men dro Leif på seg en kappe og en maske.En: After much hesitation, Leif put on a cape and a mask.No: Astrid kikket på ham og fniste.En: Astrid looked at him and giggled.No: "Se, du ser flott ut!"En: "See, you look great!"No: Noe i Leif endret seg da han kikket seg i speilet.En: Something in Leif changed when he looked at himself in the mirror.No: Kanskje var det feriefølelsen som endelig hadde sneket seg inn.En: Maybe it was the holiday spirit that had finally snuck in.No: Kanskje var det Astrids entusiasme.En: Perhaps it was Astrid's enthusiasm.No: Uansett, han så på kostymet i et nytt lys.En: Regardless, he saw the costume in a new light.No: "Kanskje dette er noe likevel," sa han med et lite smil.En: "Maybe this is something after all," he said with a slight smile.No: Da de forlot butikken, var Leif i bedre humør.En: When they left the store, Leif was in a better mood.No: "Hva om vi lager en gresskarlykt?" foreslo han plutselig.En: "What if we carve a pumpkin lantern?" he suddenly suggested.No: Astrid gliste fra øre til øre.En: Astrid beamed from ear to ear.No: "Ja! Og vi kan lage en skummel historie rundt flammene!"En: "Yes! And we can create a spooky story around the flames!"No: Sammen fortsatte de til flere butikker og fant kostymer som passet for festen.En: Together they continued to several stores and found costumes suitable for the party.No: Leif begynte å bidra med ideer til både kostymer og dekorasjoner.En: Leif began to contribute ideas for both costumes and decorations.No: Kvelden før Halloween var de siste forberedelsene gjort.En: The night before Halloween, the final preparations were done.No: Leif, nå i storform, var klar for festen.En: Leif, now in great form, was ready for the party.No: Han hadde planlagt en liten skremmende overraskelse for nabolaget sammen med Astrid.En: He had planned a little frightening surprise for the neighborhood together with Astrid.No: Når festen endelig kom, var Leif like engasjert som Astrid.En: When the party finally arrived, Leif was as engaged as Astrid.No: De delte sin glede med vennene og naboene, og kvelden ble en stor suksess.En: They shared their joy with friends and neighbors, and the evening was a huge success.No: Gjennom denne erfaringen lærte Leif å sette pris på gleden ved høytider, og enda viktigere, hva det betydde å dele øyeblikk og opplevelser med andre.En: Through this experience, Leif learned to appreciate the joy of holidays and, more importantly, what it meant to share moments and experiences with others.No: Sammen, med Astrid ved sin side, fant han en ny glede i høstens festligheter.En: Together, with Astrid by his side, he found new joy in the festive autumn celebrations. Vocabulary Words:lush: frodigtingling: kriblendeanticipation: forventningapproaching: nærmet segenthusiastic: begeistretoccasion: anledningpractical: praktiskeeagerly: ivrigchallenge: utfordringdetermined: fast bestemtstore: butikkwitch: heksstraw: stråskeptical: skeptiskeovercome: overbevisehesitation: om og mencape: kappechanged: endretspooky: skummellantern: lyktcontribute: bidradecorations: dekorasjonerpreparations: forberedelserfrightening: skremmendeengaged: engasjerthuge: storexperience: erfaringappreciate: sette pris påfestive: festligheter

Donald Trump vil have Grønland. Det har vi efterhånden forstået, ikke mindst fordi han selv har sagt det meget tydeligt og mange gange. Men hvordan vil Trump få fat i verdens største ø? For grønlænderne vil ikke være amerikanere. Og Danmark har ikke tænkt sig at hjælpe USA med at blive større. Så hvad kan den amerikanske præsident egentlig gøre? En håndfuld kolleger har fulgt kampen om Grønland. Og en af dem er Carl Emil Arnfred, som er gæst i dagens afsnit, hvor han skal fortælle om en tidligere amerikansk elitesoldat, som færdes i inderkredsen omkring Donald Trump og hans MAGA-bevægelse. For Drew Horn er en mand, som igen og igen er dukket op i Grønland med store ideer. Og som har været særligt interesseret i en helt bestemt del af landet. Vi hører gerne fra dig, skriv til: dulyttertilpolitiken@pol.dkSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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The Revenge Crew kick off the Halloween season!Ripping into the most recent NYCC previews and getting pumped for the beautiful monstrosities heading our way. For this episode Tadd breaks into the witching hour with an homage to Captain America #402-408 "Man nd Wolf” series. The birth of the infamous Cap Wolf. Who's that mystery man hanging in back? If you've read the 92' Cap classic you already know. Tune in next week for the finishing inks!Still figuring out an art-shop. Want the original for your home collection?DM the Tiger or the Tadd-man on the Gram or message here.A note: The “NOW” is the resurgence of the independent creator through crowd sourcing and self-publishing availability. As the veil gets pulled back ever further and the predatory practices of corporate models get revealed, it is more and more important to support those who actually create the stories and art that we as consumers enjoy. So SUPPORT INDIE PROJECTS and their CREATORS. Help make the indies the mainstream. Even the smallest of gestures can be of the biggest help.Oh look, We've still got a shop and there's new designs and art prints! Bare the blue and seek your revenge: BTR shop!And check out “TAIGA”, Tadd's latest graphic novel with new pages (almost) weekly. Exclusively at patreon.com/gnarpigHave you experienced the elusive and majestic energy of the Blue Tiger? Had a sighting in the wilderness of the eternal forest? Drank the blue milk of it's revenge? Then let the people know it exists! This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit bluetigerrevenge.substack.com

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Fluent Fiction - Norwegian: Under the Snow: A Tale of Hidden Humanity in Norway Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/no/episode/2025-10-03-07-38-20-no Story Transcript:No: En hemmelig bunker lå godt skjult i den tette, norske skogen.En: A secret bunker lay well hidden in the dense Norwegian forests.No: Den var liten, nesten bare en grå flekk i det hvite landskapet.En: It was small, almost just a gray patch in the white landscape.No: Snøen hadde kledd både trærne og bakken i et tykt teppe, og lydene var dempet, som om verden hadde stoppet opp.En: The snow had dressed both the trees and the ground in a thick blanket, and the sounds were muffled, as if the world had come to a stop.No: Sindre ruslet gjennom skogen med den kalde høstluften som snørte rundt ansiktet hans.En: Sindre strolled through the forest with the cold autumn air wrapping around his face.No: Han var en geolog, en mann av få ord.En: He was a geologist, a man of few words.No: Tankene hans var fylt med steinprøver og gamle formasjoner.En: His thoughts were filled with rock samples and ancient formations.No: Denne gangen søkte han ro og kunnskap, langt fra menneskemengder og støy.En: This time, he sought peace and knowledge, far from crowds and noise.No: Men denne dagen bød på noe annet.En: But this day brought something different.No: Stormen kom plutselig, snøen begynte å falle tett og tungt.En: The storm came suddenly, the snow began to fall thick and heavy.No: Sindre visste at han måtte komme seg raskt i sikkerhet.En: Sindre knew he needed to find safety quickly.No: Bunkeren var nær; han hadde funnet den på et tidligere besøk.En: The bunker was nearby; he had discovered it on a previous visit.No: Da han nådde døren, var han lettet over å finne den åpen og i god stand.En: When he reached the door, he was relieved to find it open and in good condition.No: Inne i bunkeren var det kaldt og trangt.En: Inside the bunker, it was cold and cramped.No: Men det var ly for stormen.En: But it was shelter from the storm.No: Akkurat da han begynte å føle seg rolig, hørte han fottrinn bak seg.En: Just as he began to feel calm, he heard footsteps behind him.No: Inne kom Elin, med snø i håret og et stort smil på leppene.En: In came Elin, with snow in her hair and a big smile on her lips.No: "Hei, jeg håper jeg ikke forstyrrer," sa Elin, gniende hendene for varme.En: "Hi, I hope I'm not disturbing," said Elin, rubbing her hands for warmth.No: Sindre var først nølende.En: Sindre was hesitant at first.No: Han ønsket å være alene, men han kunne ikke kjenne snarene av menneskelighet presse hjertet.En: He wanted to be alone, but he couldn't resist the pull of humanity tugging at his heart.No: Han ønsket ikke å være uhøflig, så han nikket og lot henne komme inn.En: He didn't want to be rude, so he nodded and let her in.No: Dagene gikk sakte mens stormen raste utenfor.En: The days passed slowly as the storm raged outside.No: Elin og Sindre delte den lille plassen.En: Elin and Sindre shared the small space.No: Elin snakket om sine eventyr, mens Sindre lyttet stille.En: Elin talked about her adventures, while Sindre listened quietly.No: Hun var fascinert av hans forståelse for jorden, og han begynte motvillig å forklare.En: She was fascinated by his understanding of the earth, and he began reluctantly to explain.No: "Geologi handler om historien jorden forteller," sa Sindre en dag.En: "Geology is about the stories the earth tells," said Sindre one day.No: "Det er som mine reisehistorier," svarte Elin. "Bare mye eldre."En: "It's like my travel stories," replied Elin. "Only much older."No: Disse samtalene åpnet noe hos Sindre.En: These conversations opened something within Sindre.No: De delte mat, historier og drømmer.En: They shared food, stories, and dreams.No: Gradvis ble den kalde bunkeren et sted fylt med varme ord og innsikt.En: Gradually, the cold bunker became a place filled with warm words and insight.No: Sindre merket at han likte å snakke, å dele opplevelsene sine, til og med å lytte til Elins livlige fortellinger.En: Sindre noticed that he enjoyed talking, sharing his experiences, even listening to Elin's lively tales.No: Snøstormen passerte til slutt, og de måtte ta farvel.En: The snowstorm finally passed, and they had to say goodbye.No: Frisk luft fylte lungene da Sindre og Elin sto utenfor bunkeren.En: Fresh air filled their lungs as Sindre and Elin stood outside the bunker.No: De så på hverandre og smilte.En: They looked at each other and smiled.No: "Vi holder kontakten, ikke sant?" spurte Elin idet hun pakket sammen notatene sine.En: "We'll keep in touch, right?" asked Elin as she packed up her notes.No: "Ja," svarte Sindre, denne gangen med et oppriktig smil.En: "Yes," answered Sindre, this time with a genuine smile.No: Han var glad han hadde møtt henne.En: He was glad he had met her.No: Da de gikk hver sin vei, følte Sindre seg lettere.En: As they went their separate ways, Sindre felt lighter.No: Han hadde forstått noe nytt om seg selv: betydningen av å åpne seg for andre.En: He had understood something new about himself: the importance of opening up to others.No: Elin hadde vært en uventet venn, en som delte eventyret og historien med ham.En: Elin had been an unexpected friend, one who shared the adventure and the history with him.No: Og slik lærte han å omfavne både naturen og menneskene rundt seg.En: And so he learned to embrace both nature and the people around him. Vocabulary Words:bunker: bunkerdense: tettemuffled: dempetstrolled: rusletgeologist: geologformations: formasjonercramped: trangtreluctantly: motvilliginsight: innsiktgenuine: oppriktigtugging: presseembrace: omfavnerelieved: lettetstorm: stormfootsteps: fottrinnadventures: eventyrunderstanding: forståelsesafety: sikkerhethumanity: menneskelighethectic: støycognizance: kunnskapintimate: nærtunexpected: uventetblanket: teppesnatched: snørtgems: perlertales: fortellingercompared: motsattplunged: nåddlevity: leviteten

There can be only one… Eagly!The revenge crew return with another ink-a-thon. This time Tadd slings his ink for DC's favorite bird “Eagly” as they breakdown the latest season of “Peacemaker” on Hbo/Max. Meanwhile, Big Bry is compelled by “the quickening,” with the latest sword play on the “Highlander” film remake along with other comic and culture happenings. If you don't suffer from bird-blindness this is the episode for you.Still figuring out an art-shop. Want it for your home collection?DM the Tiger or the Tadd-man on the Gram or message here.A note: The “NOW” is the resurgence of the independent creator through crowd sourcing and self-publishing availability. As the veil gets pulled back ever further and the predatory practices of corporate models get revealed, it is more and more important to support those who actually create the stories and art that we as consumers enjoy. So SUPPORT INDIE PROJECTS and their CREATORS. Help make the indies the mainstream. Even the smallest of gestures can be of the biggest help.Oh look, We've still got a shop and there's new designs and art prints! Bare the blue and seek your revenge: BTR shop!And check out “TAIGA”, Tadd's latest graphic novel with new pages (almost) weekly. Exclusively at patreon.com/gnarpigHave you experienced the elusive and majestic energy of the Blue Tiger? Had a sighting in the wilderness of the eternal forest? Drank the blue milk of it's revenge? Then let the people know it exists! This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit bluetigerrevenge.substack.com

What does it take to create a convincing bare metal finish without tearing your hair out? How can simple pencils transform your weathering game? And is it even possible to complete a quality model in just 48 hours?In this episode, we're joined by Chris Wallace of Model Airplane Maker fame to tackle some of modeling's most intriguing challenges. Chris shares his surprising success using Vallejo metallics for bare metal finishes—a method that proves both bulletproof against masking and remarkably straightforward to apply. The secret? A proper black base coat, vigorous shaking, and a wider spray pattern that delivers smooth, consistent coverage.We also dive into the subtle art of pencil chipping techniques, where Chris candidly admits his journey from creating "airplane measles" to achieving realistic wear patterns. The key insights? Keep those pencil points razor-sharp and work from good reference photos that show authentic wear patterns. This approach delivers scale-appropriate weathering that can be easily adjusted or completely removed if things go awry—a rare second chance in the modeling world.The conversation shifts to the concept of speed builds, with Dave revealing plans for a five-day Hellcat build challenge with fellow modeler Jim Bates. We debate the merits of compressed building timelines, strategic approaches to quick builds, and how to select appropriate subjects for these time-limited projects. Whether you're a methodical builder or someone looking to increase your completion rate, there's wisdom here for every approach.From upcoming model shows to exciting new kit announcements (including Fine Molds' eagerly anticipated F-104), this episode celebrates both the technical challenges and pure joy of scale modeling. Join us for an hour of insights, techniques, and the camaraderie that makes this hobby so rewarding.What's your most challenging modeling technique? Have you ever attempted a speed build? We'd love to hear your experiences—share them with us and join the conversation!IPMS Race City Show - Saturday, Sept. 27thSQUADRON Adding to the stash since 1968Model Paint SolutionsYour source for Harder & Steenbeck Airbrushes and David Union Power ToolsModel PodcastsPlease check out the other pods in the modelsphere!PMM Merchandise StoreSupport the show with PMM Merchandise!Disclaimer: This post contains affiliate links. If you make a purchase, I may receive a commission at no extra cost to you.Give us your Feedback!Rate the Show!Support the Show!PatreonBuy Me a BeerPaypalBump Riffs Graciously Provided by Ed BarothAd Reads Generously Provided by Bob "The Voice of Bob" BairMike and Kentucky Dave thank each and everyone of you for participating on this journey with us.

How to navigate sex and intimacy as a secure, empowered woman who no longer abandons yourself, silences your truth, fuzzies your boundaries, or drops everything at the first sign of being desired or chosen.This juicy, deep, and vulnerable episode is not made to convince you of the lie of becoming perfect, or that you must entirely “ascend” beyond your beautiful human neediness, your tender heart's longing, or your adorable desire for external validation.But to remember who you are and what YOU actually want, within yourself and in relationship.…So your true, deep, raw, honest “yes” and “no” can be spoken with courage, serving as sacred bridges to the naked-hearted intimacy you most crave.

Dr. Natalie Crawford, board-certified OBGYN and REI, is joined by Stefany Bare, a former patient and friend, to share her fertility journey.  From the unexpected diagnosis of low ovarian reserve to navigating a second attempt with a deeper understanding of her body, Stefany's story highlights the importance of early testing and trusting your intuition. This conversation offers insight, empowerment, and reassurance for anyone navigating their own fertility path. Key Topics: 1. Early Fertility Testing - Listening to your body's signals - When and why to seek professional help - Understanding basic fertility markers 2. Emotional Landscape of Fertility - Managing stress and expectations - Protecting mental health during treatment - Building support systems 3. Personal Fertility Journey - Unexpected challenges with conception - Navigating medical treatments - Maintaining hope and perspective 4. Empowerment Through Education - Learning about reproductive health - Asking the right questions - Becoming an advocate for your own care Pre-order Dr. Crawford's debut book, The Fertility Formula, now! ⁠https://www.nataliecrawfordmd.com/book⁠ Follow Stefany Bare on IG @stefany.bare Want to receive my weekly newsletter? Sign up at ⁠⁠⁠⁠nataliecrawfordmd.com/newsletter⁠⁠⁠⁠ to receive updates, Q&A, special content, and freebies If you haven't already, please rate, review, and follow the podcast to be notified of new episodes every Tuesday. Plus, be sure to follow along on Instagram ⁠⁠⁠⁠@nataliecrawfordmd,⁠⁠⁠⁠ check out Natalie's YouTube channel Natalie Crawford MD⁠⁠⁠⁠, and if you're interested in becoming a patient, check out ⁠⁠⁠⁠Fora Fertility. Join the Learn at Pinnacle app ⁠to earn FREE CE Credit for listening to this episode! This episode is brought to you by The Pinnacle Podcast Network! Learn more about Pinnacle at learnatpinnacle.com  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode of Unblocked, I sit down with Mireia Mugica, founder of Bare & Brave, to explore what it really takes to lead with courage, clarity, and consciousness. Mireia brings a unique perspective to leadership, blending deep inner work with practical strategy.We dive into:Why self-awareness is not just personal growth, but a business strategyThe difference between reactive vs. creative leadership and why 75% of leaders are stuck in reactive modeHow somatics and body awareness shape executive presence and decision-makingWhy transformation requires being both safe and stretchedPractical ways to start listening to your body, leading yourself, and shifting your relationshipsThis is one of those conversations that bridges the inner and outer game of leadership in a way that feels both human and actionable. Whether you're leading a team, running a business, or simply leading yourself through life, you'll walk away with powerful insights to create change from the inside out.If this episode resonated with you, please subscribe, leave a review, and share it with someone who needs to hear this. Links and Resources:If you love what you're hearing on the podcast, you've gotta check out my private coaching offers. Click HERE to learn more about one-on-one coaching with me!Get your complimentary copy of The Unblocked Journal to help bring awareness to perfectionist thinking and what it's creating in your life.Join My Do The Thing Community  Let's Connect:Follow me on Facebook & Instagram: @JessicaSmarroShare your thoughts and experiences with the hashtag #UnblockedPodcast and tag @jessicasmarro!Connect with Mireia's work: bareandbrave.com Let's Get Unblocked! 

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