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Kam směřuje řešení možného střetu zájmů Andreje Babiše (ANO)? Jak vážný problém představují pro Donalda Trumpa nové informace o jeho vztahu s Jeffreym Epsteinem odsouzeným za sexuální zneužívání žen a dívek? A proč dochází k demolici finských domků v ostravské osadě Bedřiška?

Ein Unternehmen lebt von seinen Kundinnen – doch nicht jede Beziehung zahlt auf Wachstum, Zufriedenheit und Entwicklung ein. Was macht einen guten Kunden aus und wo ziehen erfahrene Gründer:innen die Grenze, auch wenn Umsatz und Marke locken? Gero Decker teilt, wie profitables Wachstum, Betreuungsaufwand und strategische Passgenauigkeit über Erfolg entscheiden. Eine ehrliche Episode über Optimismus, Ernüchterung und die Kunst, im Vertriebsalltag mutig das Richtige zu wählen. Du erfährst... …wie du gute von schlechten Kund*innen unterscheidest und deinen Sweetspot findest. …welche Kriterien den Erfolg deines Unternehmens langfristig sichern. …wie du Kund*innenbeziehungen strategisch optimierst und profitabel gestaltest. __________________________ ||||| PERSONEN |||||

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Digitalisierung in der Versicherungsbranche heißt nicht, Prozesse über Nacht zu transformieren – sondern Jahr für Jahr um alte Muster, Kanäle und Bedürfnisse zu ringen. Jessica Hermans, Head of Growth bei Signal Iduna, spricht über die alltäglichen Reibungen zwischen Kundennähe, Tempo und Technologie. Wo eine App verfügbar ist, wird noch per Fax kommuniziert, wo alles messbar scheint, bleibt die Angst vor Überforderung. Der Blick auf die echten Hebel: Daten, Kultur und der Mut, auch Unfertiges auszuhalten. Du erfährst... …wie Signal Iduna die digitale Transformation meistert und Kunden begeistert. …welche Strategien Jessica Hermans für Wachstum und Kundenzufriedenheit nutzt. …wie man mit digitalen Services Kundenbindung und Effizienz steigert. …warum Kommunikation und Datenanalyse entscheidend für den Erfolg sind. …wie man interne und externe Herausforderungen in der Digitalisierung überwindet. __________________________ ||||| PERSONEN |||||

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Die meisten Menschen sind sehr streng mit sich, neigen dazu, sich selbst Vorwürfe zu machen und ständig hat die kleine, fiese Stimme im Kopf etwas zu meckern und zu mäkeln. Das blockiert dich nicht nur, sondern raubt dir Kraft für deinen Alltag und die Schritte, die du dir wünschst. In der Folge spreche ich mit dir darüber, wie du das ganz sanft und nachhaltig in dir verändern kannst.---------------------------------------------------------------------Du möchtest endlich mehr Balance zwischen Mamasein, deinen Bedürfnissen und Beruf? Du wünschst dir eine erfüllende, flexible Arbeit, die du im Homeoffice machen kannst? Sieh dir jetzt meinen kostenlosen Workshop an:>>> Hier jetzt ansehen

Nein sagen fällt vielen schwer. Warum das so ist, erklärt Marisa Haffner. Sie ist GfK-Trainerin und Coach und arbeitet nervensystembasiert und traumainformiert. Marisa hat sich nach ihren ZEGG Besuchen selbst ausgiebig mit dem Thema Neinsagen beschäftigt und möchte teilen, was einem Menschen mit aufgeregtem Nervensystem hilft Nein sagen zu können und dabei noch verbunden mit sich zu bleiben. Im Gespräch mit Alicia Dieminger beantwortet sie die Fragen: Wie kamst du zu diesem Thema? Welches Basis-Wissen über das Nervensystem ist wichtig? Warum fällt das Neinsagen so schwer? Was passiert da im Nervensystem? Was hilft dir trotzdem Nein zu sagen? Welche Übungen helfen? Zusammenfassung des Gesprächs: 1. Marisas persönlicher Zugang zum Thema Marisa beschreibt ihre Entwicklung vom "Hardcore-Prozess-Ansatz" (je mehr Tränen, desto besser) hin zu einem nervensystembasierten, traumainformierten Ansatz durch die Ausbildung bei Diane Lüning (Muutos-Verein). 2. Nervensystem-Basiswissen Der Kernsatz: "Dein Nervensystem liebt dich" Drei Zustände: Grüner Bereich (entspannt, präsent), roter Bereich (Kampf/Flucht), blauer Bereich (Erstarrung/Dissoziation) Das Problem: Viele Menschen leben permanent im Alarmzustand statt im grünen Normalzustand 3. Praktische Regulierungsübungen Erdung (Füße bewusst auf dem Boden spüren) Überkreuz-Bewegungen (Gehirnhälften verbinden) Fahrradlenker-Übung (Finger drücken) Orientierung im Raum (Fenster, Türen, nach hinten schauen) ABBS: Atem, Bewegung, Berührung, Stimme Alle fünf Sinne einbeziehen 4. Warum Nein-Sagen schwerfällt Nicht gelernt: Kaum Eltern ermutigen Kinder zum Nein-Sagen Falsche Gleichsetzung eines Neins = Ablehnung der ganzen Person (statt: Nein ist ein Ja zu etwas anderem) „Fawning“ als Überlebensstrategie: Als Kind gelernt, gefällig zu sein und Bedürfnisse anderer präventiv zu erfüllen, um Sicherheit zu gewährleisten. Nervensystem-Reaktion: Nein-Sagen gefährdet die eigene erlernte Überlebensstrategie 5. Praktische Strategien fürs Nein-Sagen Entschleunigung: "Danke, ich brauche noch einen Moment" / auf Toilette gehen Körper-Check: Wo spüre ich mein Ja/Nein im Körper? Den Preis erkennen: Sich selbst verraten kostet mehr als ein ehrliches Nein Innere Anteile ernst nehmen: Und nicht übergehen! Neue Nein-Kultur: Sich für ein Nein bedanken Vertrauen aufbauen: Ein Ja ist nur verlässlich, wenn auch Nein möglich ist 6. Beitrag zum Frieden Marisa beschreibt ihren persönlichen Friedensbeitrag: Den eigenen Schmerz aus der Kindheit bei sich halten statt unbewusst auf andere zu projizieren (z.B. Vatersehnsucht auf alle Männer blind zu projizieren). Nachtrag von Marisa: Nein zu sagen geht uns so unter die Haut, weil in unserem steinzeitlichen Stammhirn (was unter Stress die Führung übernimmt) tief eingeprägt ist, nichts zu tun, was unsere Zugehörigkeit zur Gruppe gefährdet. Nur so konnten wir mit am Feuer sitzen, den Schutz der gemeinsamen Höhle nutzen und das Essen teilen. Auf der anderen Seite haben wir gleichermaßen das Bedürfnis nach Freiheit und Selbstbestimmung. Es scheint so, als gäbe es ein „Entweder-Oder“ und wir müssten Sicherheit / Zugehörigkeit für unsere Freiheit opfern und andersherum. Unser Wachstum liegt darin, wo es ein „Sowohl-als-auch“ gibt und wo ich erlebe, dass ich Nein sagen kann und weiter Teil der Gruppe oder Begegnung bleibe.Das können wir in Übungsgruppen zur GFK wunderbar üben. Erwähnte Links: Marisa Hafner: www.wortewirkenwandel.de Kati Bohnet: Mitmachvideo zur Regulation des Nervensystems Youtube Kati Bohnet: Die Reise des Schmetterlings, Video für Kinder Youtube Diane Lüning: Ausbildung GFK/Nervensystem/ Trauma vom muutos Verein https://trau-dich.jetzt/ Hotel Matze Podcast: Friedemann Schulz von Thun: Wie kommuniziert man stimmig? Spotify oder Youtube Mehr über das ZEGG erfährst du hier: www.zegg.dehttps://www.instagram.com/zegg.gemeinschaft/https://www.facebook.com/zegg.gemeinschaft/https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCaOeP_eYCvbRJ8fV1zKKASQUnterstütze uns gerne mit einer Spende: https://www.zegg.de/de/spenden Für Feedback und Anregungen: socialmedia@zegg.de>> hier geht's zum "ZEGG Podcast" auf zegg.de

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So, we've sold you on Naples. Now the question is, where else can you go near Naples, and it's a valid question! Despite Naples' hectic, chaotic, caught-in-time feeling, it's surrounded by a gorgeous sea with a handful of islands and coastlines that cool down any summer trip! As we've mentioned in previous episodes, the farther south you go from Naples (until you hit Calabria, no disrespect) the seaside tends to get less busy and more local, so if you have a few extra days and you'd like to spend the night somewhere, check out the Cilento Coast! Below are some of our favorite hotels to stay in while we're in Naples. Each of the links are affiliate links, and if you book your stay through the link, we earn a small percentage of the booking platform's fees. Train StationBudget: Vergilius Bilia. Clean and modern. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/Gu6XirQM⁠⁠Mid-Range: Starhotels Terminus. Old-school but nice, right next to the station. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/hCbKTXYR⁠⁠Centro StoricoBudget: Hotel Caravaggio. Old-school but clean. Centrally located. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/NdMJaOfl⁠⁠Mid-Range: UNA Hotels Napoli. Equidistant to the train station and centro storico. Nice views of the city. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/QcnssG4V⁠⁠Upper Crust: Palazzo Caracciolo Naples. On the edge of centro storico, but with modern amenities. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/ulwHhc9i⁠⁠Spanish Quarter/ToldeoBudget: Hotel Il Convento. Small rooms, but in the action of the city. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/GLl8jEPN⁠⁠Mid-Range: Art Resort Galleria Umberto. Stay in the Galleria Umberto. What more needs to be said? ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/6EhwUpfW⁠⁠Upper Crust: Hotel Romeo. Little slice of luxury near the port and centro storico. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/kQdItv3Y⁠⁠ChiaiaBudget: Pinto-Storey Hotel. Like an old-school Bed and Breakfast. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/isL35cGe⁠⁠Mid-Range: Hotel Majestic. Modern but like 2010 modern: ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/mh6RUnZi⁠⁠Upper Crust: Grand Hotel Parker's. Swanky, near the water: ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/KaH7yHzf⁠⁠If you'd like to support the podcast in other ways, you can donate to Only a Bag on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ko-fi.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠! If you enjoyed this episode please leave a review and follow Only a Bag wherever you listen to podcasts! If you'd like to get in touch, you can send us a message on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠onlyabag.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠email⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ at onlyabagpodcast@gmail.com, on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bluesky⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.For more info, check out our articles on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠onlyabag.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and read our Substack ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Letters from the Balcony⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Thanks for listening! xDarcy and Nathaniel

Welcome back to season 8 of the Story Pirates Podcast! In this first episode, the Story Pirates receive an intriguing invitation and meet a new adversary. Featuring two new stories: ‘The Bed’, a song about an exhausted doctor just looking for somewhere to nap, written by Bentley, a 9 year old from New York, and ‘Do Not Disturb’, a story about one girl’s unending quest to keep her family out of her bedroom, written by a 9 year old from Virginia named Mallory. We also debut our new segment ‘Story Love’ where Lee and Peter read and discuss more stories written by kids with a special guest: the incredible actor Alison Pill. Help us finish our season and get a personalized video from a podcast host at storypirates.com/support Submit kids’ stories at storypirates.com/submit-a-story Check out Story Quest, our in-school digital creative writing program, at storypirates.com/about-story-quest Learn about Story Love, our corporate volunteer program, at storypirateschangemakers.org/story-loveSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

(November 06, 2025) Host of ‘How to Money’ Joel Larsgaard joins the show to discuss workers planning ahead for a potential layoff, people refinancing into 84-month car loans, and ads infiltrating your fridge and car. Bed shortage could lead to release of mentally ill inmates; Orange County DA Todd Spitzer joins the show. A boy and his thousands of bees took on this California city… and won. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Der Biswind ist kalt und trocken. Wenn er über den Boden fegt, trocknet er ihn aus und kühlt ihn ab. Empfindliche Pflanzen können austrocknen und absterben. Die Permakultur bietet Möglichkeiten zum Schutz. Sind empfindliche Pflanzen (Rosmarin, Echter Lorbeer, Heidelbeeren) der Bise ausgesetzt, können sie austrocknen und absterben. In der Permakultur werden Gestaltungselemente (z.B. eine Hecke) so angelegt, dass sie mehrere Bedürfnisse erfüllen und verschiedene Funktionen ausüben. Das macht den Garten vielseitig und vernetzt. Windschutzhecke · Durch eine im Nordosten stehende Hecke wird der Biswind abgebremst. · Wird die Hecke halbrund geführt, so werden auch kalte Nord- und Nordwestwinde abgebremst und es entsteht im Innern eine warme, geschützte Zone. · Werden Wildfruchtpflanzen verwendet, gibt es eine vielfältige Ernte (z.B. Kornelkirsche, Hasel, Weissdorn, Schlehe, Mispel). · Zweige und Äste liefern Schnitzel für die Wege, Futter für Tiere, Schnittgut für Hügelbeet. · Das Laub dient als winterliche Abdeckung der Gartenbeete. · Nistende Vögel sorgen für eine Dezimierung von schädlichen Insekten.

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Too tired or busy for sex? You're not alone. Today's expert explains why it's not about libido — and how to rebuild desire, compatibility, and orgasmic intimacy in bed again.If you're wondering why you don't orgasm more, or if you and your partner are actually sexually compatible, you're in for a juicy and legitimately helpful deep dive with TikTok's #1 sex educator, Dr. Tara.Dr. Tara is a certified sexologist, award-winning researcher, tenured professor of relational and sexual communication, TV host, radio host, a coach and the Internet's Resident Sex Expert. She's the host of Luvbites Podcast that focuses on sexual wellness and sexploration, and she just released her new book, How Do You Like It? A Guide for Getting What You Want (in Bed).In this episode, we talk about why your sex life might feel “off” (hint: it's not just about libido), how to stay present during intimacy, and the science behind different types of orgasms — plus Dr. Tara's practical advice for rebuilding desire and navigating the performance anxiety and everyday stress that can get in the way of sex.Tune in to learn about:✅ How to figure out your “Sexual Profile” and what it reveals about compatibility✅ What to do when your libido or sex drive doesn't match your partner's✅ How stress, hormones, and mental health impact desire✅ Ways to initiate intimacy when you're both exhausted✅ How to stay present during sex and overcome performance anxiety✅ The different types of orgasms — and how to know if you've had one✅ Go-to sex positions and erogenous zones for better pleasure✅ How to keep long-term sex and desire excitingTake the Sexual Profile Quiz: https://www.luvbites.co/quizzes/whats-your-sexual-profileFollow Dr. Tara on TikTok and InstagramGet Dr. Tara's new book, How Do You Like ItRelated sex episodes:Teach Me How To Spice Up My Sex Life, with Dr. Jess O'ReillySex Q&A: How Do I Dirty Talk? Does Size Matter? Best Toys For Orgasm?How To Expand Your Sex life, Try Alternative Relationship Styles, And Practice Ethical Non-MonogamyNo Dumb Questions: Should I use toys in the bedroom? Why is my partner never in the mood? Best sex positions? Tips for threesomes?Teach Me How To Own My Orgasms and Pleasure, with Sex Coach Portia BrownFor advertising and sponsorship inquiries, please contact Frequency Podcast Network. Sign up for our monthly adulting newsletter:teachmehowtoadult.ca/newsletter Follow us on the ‘gram:@teachmehowtoadultmedia@gillian.bernerFollow on TikTok: @teachmehowtoadultSubscribe on YouTube

Still not sure what to do in Naples? No worries, we've got you covered! As we mention in both episodes, Naples has tons to do, it also just suffers from the unfortunate aspect of being under—or simply not—advertised. Below are some of our favorite hotels to stay in while we're in Naples. Each of the links are affiliate links, and if you book your stay through the link, we earn a small percentage of the booking platform's fees. Train StationBudget: Vergilius Bilia. Clean and modern. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/Gu6XirQM⁠⁠Mid-Range: Starhotels Terminus. Old-school but nice, right next to the station. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/hCbKTXYR⁠⁠Centro StoricoBudget: Hotel Caravaggio. Old-school but clean. Centrally located. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/NdMJaOfl⁠⁠Mid-Range: UNA Hotels Napoli. Equidistant to the train station and centro storico. Nice views of the city. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/QcnssG4V⁠⁠Upper Crust: Palazzo Caracciolo Naples. On the edge of centro storico, but with modern amenities. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/ulwHhc9i⁠⁠Spanish Quarter/ToldeoBudget: Hotel Il Convento. Small rooms, but in the action of the city. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/GLl8jEPN⁠⁠Mid-Range: Art Resort Galleria Umberto. Stay in the Galleria Umberto. What more needs to be said? ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/6EhwUpfW⁠⁠Upper Crust: Hotel Romeo. Little slice of luxury near the port and centro storico. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/kQdItv3Y⁠⁠ChiaiaBudget: Pinto-Storey Hotel. Like an old-school Bed and Breakfast. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/isL35cGe⁠⁠Mid-Range: Hotel Majestic. Modern but like 2010 modern: ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/mh6RUnZi⁠⁠Upper Crust: Grand Hotel Parker's. Swanky, near the water: ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/KaH7yHzf⁠⁠If you'd like to support the podcast in other ways, you can donate to Only a Bag on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ko-fi.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠! If you enjoyed this episode please leave a review and follow Only a Bag wherever you listen to podcasts! If you'd like to get in touch, you can send us a message on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠onlyabag.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠email⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ at onlyabagpodcast@gmail.com, on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bluesky⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.For more info, check out our articles on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠onlyabag.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and read our Substack ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Letters from the Balcony⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Thanks for listening! xDarcy and Nathaniel

Gemeinsam mit Willy Kleinoth, Innovation Lead von Greenberg Traurig, beleuchtet Marc die Zukunft juristischer Arbeit. Willy studierte Jura, verzichtete aufs zweite Examen und baute stattdessen GTs Legal-Innovation-Einheit auf. Im Gespräch schildert er, wie interne Technologieprozesse Anwältinnen effizienter, genauer und planbarer machen sollen. Eine One-size-fits-all-Strategie funktioniert laut ihm nicht, Kultur und individuelle Bedürfnisse bestimmen erfolgreiche Adoption. Willy nutzt daher Datenanalysen und A-B-Tests, um reale Effizienzgewinne verschiedener KI-Tools belastbar zu messen. Grundlage bildet das VUCA-Framework, das in unsicheren Märkten ständige Sichtnavigation empfiehlt. Konkret erläutert er einen hausinternen Bot, der Non-Billables wie Social-Media-Texte oder Recherchesummaries beschleunigt. Wie verändert sich das Kanzleigeschäftsmodell, wenn KI interne Abläufe, Pricing und Mandantenkommunikation prägt? Welche Daten braucht es, um die Billable-Hour-Debatte jenseits bloßer Hoffnungen versachlicht zu führen? Und was bedeutet das alles für Studierende, Referendarinnen und junge Associates, die Karrierewege planen? Antworten auf diese und viele weitere Fragen erhaltet Ihr in dieser Folge von IMR. Viel Spaß!

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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 25 Being Subversive Isn t As Much Fun As It Looks In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Friends stand by you through the struggles your enemies create   "You are depraved and despicable," Mhain seethed. "I get that a lot; now get out," I growled back, "because I have a thousand other bitches who are, scratch that, 999 other bitches, Doctor Kennedy is growing on me; the rest I'm not so sure about, who are making my life miserable." "Don't get your hopes up, Mr. Braxton," Doctor Kennedy warned me. "I'm happily married." "Cool," I responded. "I hope to be like that one day." "Happily married?" Virginia inquired. "No; a female law professor at an all-girls school," I grinned. "It sounds like a real cool job." "Feel free to hit him," Dana interrupted. "I swear that is the only way to get him to learn anything; or the only way we will discuss at this moment." Ah, sex. I thought my life had gone on a bit too long without the mention of sex. "It is also a fun form of stress relief." A painful blow rocked my shoulder and nearly sent me sprawling. "You are right," Gabrielle noted clinically. "I feel better." Fuck, she hits hard. I look at her and try not to get pissed off and say something stupid. She makes my life difficult but my existence at FFU makes her life far too interesting as well. Whack! Someone hit me with a briefcase. "I have to agree," Doctor Kennedy confirmed. "It has a therapeutic quality to it." "Bloody hell," I blurt out. "Everyone, please stop physically abusing Zane," Ms. Goodswell snapped. "He's a student, for Pete's sake. He's not subject to corporal punishment." "Virginia, have you ever punched or slapped Zane?" Dana teased. "Give it a try before dismissing it out of hand." "He likes spanking," Barbie Lynn beamed happiness as she skipped by on her way to my/our bedroom. Technically, it is mine, Vivian's, Barbie Lynn's, Rio's, and Mercy's, plus whoever is feeling lonely on a given night. As for the spanking, I'm more of a giver than a receiver, but I doubt explaining that right now would be appropriate. "Uhmm, okay, I think that is my cue to leave," Virginia piped up. "I have rounds to make," Gabrielle added. "I'm going home to my family," Doctor Kennedy headed out. "I'm going to stay here, kick back, and watch some Pay-per-view," Dana grinned. "What are you going to watch?" Hudson inquired. "BBC America has this show called Copper that I've been meaning to catch," Dana informed her. "Mind if I watch an episode with you?" Hudson asked. "Sure, knock yourself out. You can pick the second show," Dana yawned. "It's only Zane's money after all." The rest of my guests filed out and I retired to the showers and then to my room. The day's stress revealed itself as the women curled into bed calmly and soon were cuddled together, including the odd ones out. On the far side we had the rather unusual appearance of Valarie. Next to her was Rio, who had her arms wrapped around Mercy. Mercy was snuggled against Barbie Lynn who held the middle spot. I was on my side, face-to-face with Barbie Lynn. After a few minutes, Vivian came to bed, wedged up against my back, and put an arm over me. I was in close proximity to several beautiful women but as long as no one doused the room with an aphrodisiac, we'd do just fine. "Zane," Barbie Lynn whispered, "my vibrator burned out this morning, and I'm terribly horny." Oh, fuck!   Barbie Lynn gazing down at me, I'm not sure another guy should ever see this because it could break one's heart to see it once and never again. She's built a faint sheen of sweat on her body already and she's looking at me with a definite Zen to fuck. My cock is cocooned deep inside her rectum, rubbing inside as she rotates forward on her hips. The distant, dreamy look in her eyes flashes to alertness as she catches me looking at her; 'hi' she whispers. I nod and smile so she inclines into me so that we can start kissing. She leads in with her tongue along my lips. I touch the tip of her tongue with my own, snaking inside her mouth before we are done. She starts murmuring, deepens our kiss, and begins rubbing my nipples. "Vivian?" Valarie says softly. She snuck around the bed to settle behind my guardian. "Yes?" Vivian replies. She is on her side watching Barbie Lynn and I. "I, umm, Valarie moans. Out of the corner of my eye I catch it as Val's hand brushes Vivian's hair off her neck and her lips start suckling on the exposed flesh. Vivian closes her eyes briefly but doesn't move Valarie away. "Oh, Baby," Barbie pants with barely an inch separating our lips, "I know I say this often but I so love this. You tear me up inside and I want it so bad all the time, it scares me." "Vaginal sex with you scares me," I tease back. "Will it be even better?" she draws in an even deeper, breast flaunting breath. "You never know, but you are so damn good at everything else, I can't imagine you doing anything but haunting my dreams forever," I say, as I coax her movements with my hands on her hips, flanks, and thighs. Barbie shows her appreciation by running her hand through my bangs and pushing my hair back so that she can cover my forehead, eyes and nose with kisses. "You like that romantic shit, don't you, Mercy-slut?" Rio grumbles playfully from the other side. "Yes," Mercy whispers. I know Rio well enough to know that when a spiteful reply isn't immediately forthcoming, she's dusting off (and unchaining) her Better Angel. Mercy is looking at Barbie Lynn and me, her head facing sideways as she lies on her back. Rio crawls on top of Mercy, prompting Mercy to open her legs, and locks her hands over her head to gaze down on her. "Your skin is so pure, your hair so black, and your eyes so full of passion, it breaks my heart to look at you, My Little Whore," Rio begins. She leans in and bites Mercy's earlobe, causing her victim to moan and buck up slightly. "Mercy, you give and give, making me so hot inside that I want to grab you and never let go." "Really?" Mercy gasps. "I, " "Don't get used to this," Rio growls with famished sexual enticement. "But, well, I want you to know that I hope all our children look just like you." Poor Rio was running out of material. It was terribly uncomfortable for me to show her where to go. I ran my hands over Barbie's body, which is an absolute torture I am forced to struggle through repeatedly. I start by massaging Barbie Lynn's tits, rotating three fingers over the nipples before rolling up the whole meaty breast in my palms. Barbie Lynn starts pushing back on my cock harder and grunting to the rhythm. "Damn, Mercy," Rio teases, "I love these titties." She accentuates by sucking the top third of one breast into her mouth and twirling her tongue around it. Vivian gives a visible shiver from her side of the bed; Valarie has done something to her beneath the sheets to turn her on. In the interim while I have been watching Rio and Mercy, Valarie has been working over Vivian, temple to shoulder, with her lips. Now I see Vivian pulling up her left (upper) leg until it is resting snugly against my upper ribs, giving someone easier access to her snatch. She's also put her left arm behind her back between herself and Valarie. I'm starting to wonder if there is something in the air filters of my place, some undiscovered aphrodisiac mold, fungi, or spores that turns nice, virtuous girls into promiscuous bi-sexual vixens. To the best of my knowledge and belief, neither Valarie nor Vivian had the slightest lesbian tendencies before they started coming to my room. I give Barbie Lynn's luscious orbs one final squeeze before migrating my hold down to her ass, giving each cheek a double-slap. Barbie Lynn exhales a huff of ecstatic relief as the impact travels through her. Rio smirks and follows suit, her hand reaching between their thighs, prying Mercy's leg up, up and up until Mercy's knee is nearly at her breast. "Your body is the first female form that I've ever lusted after," Rio murmurs as she rubs and pats Mercy's buttocks. "I think I've always wanted you, to taste you on my tongue, your scent strong in my mind and your sweet, sweet ass under my hand." Mercy brings one hand up to stroke Rio's cheek as she gives a strangled sob. No matter how much Mercy fears loving a woman, Rio can chisel that away and get her to love openly and freely. Barbie Lynn bounces up and slams down on me repeatedly as she is coming to the end of her fuse. "Zane, Zane, oh yeah," she pants. Vivian chooses this moment to sneak her climax in on the rest of us. I am vaguely aware of her biting her lip, rocking her hips under the sheets, and perspiration beginning to bead on her lower lip. "Holy God, Christ, and, my, hot damn, Val, ugh, Oh, God!" Vivian squeals as Valarie vigorously whips her hand in a tight pattern, cloaked from sight but obvious to the knowledgeable. Vivian's clit, lips, and the gateway to her cunt are all supers-stimulated. Valarie cools her down and holds her with enough strength to stop Vivian from rolling face-first into the sheets. "Jesus Loves Me!" Barbie Lynn screams one last time. Her body bows, her breasts thrust forward and up, bouncing so deliciously while her thighs tremble in climax. Her anal muscles rippling from sphincter toward my cockhead are grinding me toward orgasm. Finally, she collapses against me, still twitching and fighting for breath. With my arms wrapped around her, I roll us over toward Mercy and Rio, placing Barbie Lynn on her back. Barbie Lynn has her legs pulling back before I can even move to push them back. While I had never fully pulled out, I was nearly there. I shove my hips forward, forcing my cock back in hard, causing Barbie Lynn to grunt, her mouth to gape open, nostril flaring, as her eyes squeeze shut. "Oh, hell, yeah," Barbie Lynn gasps, "hammer me!" "Oh, fuck," Valarie moans, "I am so lonely." Vivian is still roaming her hands over Valarie's special place, picking up the pace as she's inspired by Barbie Lynn's passion. Rio expresses her perverse nature by going at Mercy slow while the rest of us are going gangbusters. "Here is my baby-smooth, tasty friend," Rio says as she kisses Mercy's bald twat. Rio pushes her thighs apart, her leg muscles taught while laying on the bed. Rio's restraint could only last so long. Every lick became more insistent, every nibble elicited a greater yelp, and every hip-thrust by Mercy into Rio's hungry mouth was more desperate. Valarie gives off one long, cavernous growl, then screams in between Vivian's shoulder blades. "Damn," Vivian whispers, as a sympathetic orgasmic shiver coasts through her body. I'm pushing up on my knuckles, Barbie Lynn's legs between them as I rise up until my bulbous head is fixed in her sphincter; then I slam down once more. She's rocking her hips up to maximize the depths I reach as she cries out, again and again and again. When I finally let go, I feel a volcano of lust, frustration, and fulfillment exploding out all at once. Barbie Lynn's head sways rapidly side to side as she comes unglued. "Zane, Jesus loves me, Jesus Loves Me!" she howls loud enough to shake the glass panels overhead. Those words ringing in my ears are going to haunt me in whatever church I go to. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, Love, right there, feels so good," Mercy drags out with shallow breathes. "Umm, Rio gurgles. Mercy has gotten quite wet and visibly aroused. I'm sure Rio has worked a finger or two into the action and in Mercy's ass. Mercy starts bouncing off the sheets as she hisses out the last of her restraint. "Mother-fucker-god-damn!" Mercy cries out. Rio growls, slurps, and sucks up Mercy's cunt juice while lapping up and down her slit. "That's my baby," Rio's fluid-marked face looks up from between Mercy's legs and smiles. "Was that good for you?" Rio asks? Mercy nods dreamily. "Are you a happy little whore?" Rio teases. Again, Mercy nods with pleasure. "Did you use the 'L' word, Ass-fuck slut?" Rio hardens. This time Mercy realizes her mistake and shudders. She raises her head and looks into Rio's eyes. "Yes. I'm sorry, Rio," Mercy mumbles. "Sorry isn't going to cut it this time, Bitch," Rio sneers. "Tomorrow morning you are going to get it coming and going, all day long." I am actually aware of what that threat means. "Okay," Vivian sighed, with more contentment than annoyance, "we've all cum so let's try and get some sleep." "I haven't gotten off yet," Rio chuckled. I knew what I had to do before someone else volunteered my services. "Come here, Rio." I smile to her and extend a hand. "Let me get another taste of my best bro." "I'll clean you up," Barbie Lynn grins up at me, as she wiggles her body around my own so she's on top again. She slithers down my torso, waggles my still mostly hard cock against her lips, then begins to take it into her mouth. Barbie Lynn's tongue licks along my shaft as she gobbles up more of my rod. I expect Rio to come over but Mercy, following along and lying on her belly, her head propped up on her hands and elbows as she watches my blonde angel's skilled fellatio, is a bonus. Rio ends up near my pillow, one hand on my chest and the other resting between Mercy's ass cheeks. Her fingers are definitely sliding in and out of Mercy's cunt. If Mercy is a bit sore, she's smart enough not to complain to her Mistress about it. "What do you have in mind, Zane?" Rio catches my gaze. "I want your teeth tearing up the mattress with your ass up in the air as I plow you through the headboard," I inform her. I make a focus group assessment of the situation by slipping a finger into her cunt, she's creaming already. For Rio, the greater physicality of the sex, the better it is for her. She'll let me have my foreplay and some good loving, but she goes wild over the raw, brutal act of sex itself. "I think you are ready to put that smile on her face," Barbie Lynn taunts Rio as she informs me she's finished. "Come with me," Barbie Lynn turns to Mercy. "My nipples need some attention. Can you do that for me?" After checking with Rio, Mercy gives a hungry look and lick of the lips at Barbie Lynn. Barbie crawls over Mercy to land on her back on the far side. Mercy twirls around and latches on to Barbie Lynn's left breast with such rapidity, it momentarily causes my visage to blur. "I want some of that," Valarie suddenly blurts out. She makes her own quick trek around Rio and me as we are still positioning ourselves to come swooping down on Barbie Lynn's right side. The right nipple disappears into our school biker girl's mouth with a decidedly audible smacking of the lips. Val's hand starts to stroke the inside of Barbie Lynn's thigh but Mercy's free hand reaches over and starts tweaking Valarie's closest nipple. Yes, I definitely must check the air filters. Rio resumes her sensually crawl my way and I give her a beguiling look to lure her in. I'm on her in a flash once she's close enough for me to make my move. She screeches like an alley cat but I've got a hand on the back of her head and the other on her hip as I slam her face first into the pillow. "Bastard," she screams through the fabric, but she's not following through with the anger. "Give it up, Bitch," I snarl back. My cock slides full-throttle all the way into her cunt on the first pass. Her cunt feels like slick, melted butter as I bottom out in her hole. At the same time, I let up on her head a bit. "Oh, fucking-A," Rio gasps. "Did someone sneak a gerbil up behind me or is it Needle-cock pretending he's a man?" I give her another powerful slam. "Oh, fuck, stop that." "What? Too much for the bitch whose had it all?" I tease Rio. "I swear, if I spit up, my ovaries," she chokes, "we are, going to have, words." "Words like I'm the best fuck you've ever had'?" I taunt Rio between packing her cunt as full and deep as I can. She's squealing and moaning yet thrusting back strongly against me all the way. I move my hand off Rio's hip and take hold of a breast, squeezing and torturing the nipple. She's snarling like a wounded tigress now. She possesses no acceptance of defeat, no surrender to exhaustion, and no fear of pain; in fact, what we are doing is a turn-on. I'm actually becoming beaten up by all the impact of my hips against Rio's ass. Within ten minutes, her fluids are all over her crotch and mine and she's actually starting to dribble down her thighs and onto the mattress. "Zane, don't forget she's your friend," Vivian sounds worried. "Shut, up," gasps Rio, violently and with passion. This is what Rio craves right now, a brutal fucking, and she's not going to be denied by Vivian's compassionate sensibilities. "Ah, fuck me, fuck me, break me, you bastard," Rio pants. "Hammer me, Bitch!" she screams, and that's all she can take. She has some sort of seizure, thrashing and pulsating all over the place. For the second time tonight I'm shooting my seed into a woman; this time Rio's cunt. I plunder Rio's barely responsive form for several more savage thrusts until I'm spent, collapsing with my full mass on top of her, which is not my normal form but I want Rio to feel warm and encompassed by me at this moment. I make sure that some of my weight is taken onto my knees and elbows so I don't suffocate my crazy best friend. "Zane," Rio pants a half-minute later, "that vice-like bump you were feeling with that horse-cock of yours, " "Yes?" I respond softly. I pull her hair out of her face as she turns it to the side so she can speak clearly. "That was my cervix, dumbass," she giggles. "Next time I want my uterus scrubbed, I'll call a fucking gynecologist." "Hardy-har-har," I chuckle. "Doing it with a Princess Barbie Pony Action Figure doesn't qualify as bestiality, you bimbo, and it certainly doesn't give you horse-cock experience." "Rio, you are kind of gross," Vivian chastises my buddy. "Thank you," Rio pants, "I knew you cared." "Behave, Rio, and next time it's going up your ass," I murmur into Rio's ear. "Oh, that's just cold, Bro," Rio pouts as she wiggles her tight ass against my semi-flaccid cock. "A person uses the threat of denying anal sex to a girl as a means of enforcing polite behavior," Vivian ponders as she flops on her back and stares up at the stars through the glass ceiling. "Worse, it makes sense to me. What has happened to my life?" "Rio, are you okay?" Mercy whispered. Rio turns her head the other way to address her lover: "My cunt is numb, my hips feel dislocated, I'll be pulling pillow fiber out of my teeth for a week, and I think he bruised a nipple, I feel fucking awesome." "I'd ask Zane to do it to me again but I know Vivian would choke me out," Rio snickers. "I know what I am going to do, though: In the morning I'm going to have Zane pounding your ass as hard as he fucked me right now so I can hear you cry and scream." "Um, okay," Mercy answered, trying not to sound too anxious. "Damn," Valarie mutters. "I hate being a virgin, and I'll pimp slap the first one who suggests anal sex. All I want to do is get laid without the repercussions." No one said anything for a minute. "I'll help with that," Barbie Lynn and I volunteered almost at the same time. "Bed," Vivian laid down the law. Thankfully, the rest of us were too tired to argue. POWER PLAYFULNESS At our five a.m. wake up, I swept up Valarie into a six-nine, her on top. Barbie quickly got behind Val and began licking my nose, the back of Val's cunt, and teasing her butthole with tiny probes. At first our biker babe resisted and grumbled with her mouth around my cock, but Barbie Lynn was as relentless as she was sensually enticing. Val returned the surprise by slamming her thighs together as the dam of her sexual frustration burst; she clamped her thighs tightly on my head and bucked so hard she bounced us off the bed as she screamed. There were no words to it; the scream was primal, violent and somewhat frightening. The other remarkable thing was that Barbie Lynn retained her hold on Valarie's ass cheeks and kept tongue-fucking Val's anus. Valarie's mouth had released my cock seconds before orgasm. She gave it an occasional swipe of the tongue until her last orgasmic quivers stopped. I motioned for Barbie to let up and when she did, Valarie collapsed beside me. "Oh," Valarie panted, "that was good. That should tide me over until lunch time." "Showers, everyone," Vivian reminded us. There were a few groans but cleanliness was an inevitable bonus for all of us, and Rio, if we bundled her up and took her squirming, griping form with us. Rio gained a measure of revenge by announcing to my shower buddies that I had an unresolved morning blowjob begging for attention. Brandi elbowed two girls aside to bend over at the waist and take me in. Opal was kind enough to stroke Brandi's kitty from behind, getting us off almost at the same time. Opal gave me several finger scoops of Brandi's nectar to slake my sexual thirst. I was busy getting a taste of Opal with a bonus clitoris massage when Iona dragged me away. Outside the showers, I bent down, wrapped my arms beneath Iona's towel-clad posterior, and lifted her up so that she was looking down at me. "Thank you," I smiled at her. "You've always got my back." "You are welcome," she beamed happiness back down at me, "and it is my pleasure, Zane. Do you think we can go motorcycle shopping Thursday?" "Sure, that won't be, oh fuck, it's Wednesday," I gasped. I realized I had confused Iona. "I told Erin I would call her Monday and totally lost track, of a woman," I blinked. "I don't think that's ever happened before." "You have a ton of things going on," Iona comforted me while hovering above me still. "I think she'll understand." "Thanks again, Iona," I sighed as I let her slide down my body. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked. "Of course," I grinned. "Are you going to give me your scrumptious behind?" Iona's smile grew even brighter. "You will have to wait and see," she teased me before racing off to her room. I made my way up to my room for a short workout and a few minutes meditating. I was peripherally aware of Paige coming into my room and rummaging around (i.e., she wanted me to know she was there without noticeably ruining my concentration). The main distraction was Rio and Mercy getting dressed. They had both long since moved all their belongings into my place; that wasn't a problem because of the massive space I had. The problem was, it is insane to put two pseudo-lesbian young lovers who are new to their relationship into a space where they are constantly tantalized by each other's naked or scantily clad bodies. Mercy couldn't resist reaching out shyly and touching Rio's lesser erogenous zones. Rio couldn't resist bending Mercy over the bed, licking her from behind, and/or spanking her, just a few taps but that hardly helped them get their clothes on. Today, Rio added the extra complication of inserting a vibrating ass plug into Mercy's ass and taping a vibrating egg against her clit. She was finishing up the work when I felt a glimmer of evil intellect enter my mind. "Hey, Rio, why don't you do the same thing?" I suggested. "Are you going to ring my bell?" she teased me. "No. I actually thought you would share with Mercy," I clarified. "Share what?" Valarie questioned as she entered the room. "They are each going to have a vaginal and anal stimulation device, theoretically with the other having the controlling mechanism," Paige stated. She held up two pairs of bra & panties for me to examine, gossamer peach bow-knot or strawberry crotchless/cupless. "I don't know, Babe," I mused. "I'd have to see you naked to make a determination." "You've seen me naked, my Boy-toy," Paige gave a wicked turn of the lip. "I, I have no recollection of it," I confessed. "Maybe it was that blow Rio gave me upside my head. I guess I need to see your nude, nubile form once more." "Oh, my poor baby," Paige pouted. "Someone as helpless as you cannot afford to lose any of your already inadequate brain power. I really should help you out." She was knee crawling up the bed, unbuttoning her shirt. When she was only a few feet in front of me, she sat down and worked her skirt off as well. She wasn't naked; she still had her knee-high socks on. "You really ought to cover those little boobies up," Rio taunted Paige. "Someone is going to think Zane has a middle-schooler up here." Paige's head turned and I could feel her anger, but before she could spew forth her vitriol, I latched on hungrily to her closest teat and sucked it in on one gulp. Paige gasped and thrust her body against me. Soon her hands were running through my hair as I soaked up her tender flesh and swelling nipple. I also stroked my hands down her body. My left hand drifted from right below her suckled breast, along her smooth, flat stomach, before dropping south until I cupped her sex. My right hand went down the ribs and around to her ass. I weighed and fondled her small yet firm buttocks, then reached between her cheeks and rubbed over her sphincter without pressuring it. "Paige," I said quietly as I released her nipple, "today go with the peach." "Umm, maybe I will," Paige teased me with a nibble to my neck, "after all, there are a very few things you are good at, and female sexiness is one of them." "Paige?" I continued. She was a little more suspicious now. Our relationship had always been rocky. "I appreciate you giving me some space the last few days," I thanked her. "It has really helped me get my head on straight." Paige's eyes lit up once more. She had sacrificed (in her mind), and I had noticed and was grateful. "I'm surprised you noticed," she started to say, then abruptly softened. "You mean a lot to me, you really do." I put my hands on each side of her jaw and pulled her into close face-to-face contact. "Paige, bouncy, bouncy," I whispered into her ear. Paige gasped slightly and twisted her head to make eye contact, looking somewhat expectant. "Meet me for lunch and I'm going break that ass open," I taunted her quietly. Rocky the squirrel must have snuck up on me and then clubbed me with Bullwinkle the Moose because her response was, "Okay," while she looked at me with a mixture of fear and lust. "Are you sure?" I was curious. "If that is what you really want," Paige responded. "Oh, I don't want to do it until you feel ready, Paige. We'll wait," I confessed. "I will have to think of something else to do with you at lunch today." All Paige did was grin in a very mysterious way. She held that look until Valarie put a hand on each ass cheek and pulled them apart. This time, someone had snuck up on Paige. "Hey!" Paige gasped. "What are you doing?" "Encouraging you to get dressed," Valarie chuckled. "Otherwise, Zane and I are going to slip one finger into your pretty little cunt and rub them in and out like a buzz-saw. Then we will smear your juices over your face and force you to go to breakfast smelling like sex." My girls really need to work on their 'discouraging' speeches. "I should get dressed," Paige hiccupped with reluctance. "Peaches, got it." Paige scurried away and began dressing while eyeing Valarie and me. "Oh, yeah," I joked with Valarie, "that terrified her." "Ask her about the party; then it will make sense," Valarie snickered. In the annals of female migration through my bedroom, Vivian wasn't really sneaking up on anyone, but her presence didn't send up shockwaves of alarm either. "Zane, we need to be heading out soon," she greeted me. She greeted Valarie by putting a hand on her shoulder and rubbing it. Quickly enough, Paige got dressed, Rio and Mercy got their acts together, and we gathered up Iona, Barbie Lynn, Brandi and Opal before heading down to join the rest of feminine humanity that constituted my dorm. My old (way back in Chapter 3) buddy Easter Valentine had me rate the top ten Christian Rock bands which was made much more difficult by my utter disbelief that there was actually something called Christian Rock, color me biased. Breakfast passed uneventfully, as did Assembly, before things began happening. First off, I touched base with Erin now that she was most likely awake. "Hey Erin, this is Zane," I started off, "and I am so sorry that I blanked on my promise to call you. Can I make it up to you and Gerry?" "Oh,um,okay, I guess," she drew me out. "What do you have in mind?" That was a good question; what was I going to do to make it up to them? "Have you ever heard of the SYFY network?" I asked. "Sure, Eureka, Warehouse 13, Being Human, and Lost Girl," she answered. "Saturday night they are showing Ice Spiders versus Snow Beast, I know, great title; right? And I'd like it if you two would come over to my house, get some pizza, and watch it with me," I offered. "Let me think about it, yeah, we'd be glad to come by and eat something," I could feel her grin coming through the airwaves. "Okay, one more question; how do you feel about three-ways?" "I've never been part of one but I'm willing to give it a try," Erin sighed happily, "if I must." "It's a date, then," I agreed, and after trading 'goodbye's', I hung up and caught my crew gathering outside. As I made my approach I saw Heaven give me a look and a smile then turn on Rio. "Handmaiden's Duty, Rio," Heaven beamed maliciously. "What do you want, you old cow?" Rio sneered right back. "Give me your controllers." Heaven grinned as she held out her hand to Rio. Mercy gulped (the two boxes controlled her vibrators) and Rio looked stunned. "Hand them over." Technical Mercy would have been immune, except it was Rio with her controllers. "How?" Rio mumbled. She looked around for support but found some sympathetic eyes, not comrades in arms. She angrily slapped Heaven's palm as she handed them over. Heaven handed those two small white devices to Hope, then reached out toward Rio once more. "Give me the ones Mercy is holding for you, too," Heaven snickered. Rio snarled before motioning for Mercy to hand them over to her. In short order, she handed those over to Heaven as well. "I'll be expecting those back at ten o'clock (one hour from now)," Rio growled. "Of course," Heaven chuckled. "I'll see you then, Sweet-cheeks." "God damn it," Rio leaned into me and whispered, "who, ah, hmm, betrayed me?" Apparently, someone was playing with her controllers. By the way Mercy developed a little tremble and a blissful smile, someone was having a go at her too. "I swear to God, it wasn't me," I shrugged. "Well, it wasn't Iona, she'd never do that to Mercy," Rio mused, then, "Paige! That little cunt did this to me." "I don't know if she did it or not," I pleaded, "but please don't kill her." Rio was several seconds in responding as she wobbled slightly and skipped a step. "Two fucking vibrators," Rio glared at me. "What were you thinking?" "Liking it?" I teased. "Love it," Rio gasped. "Mercy?" "Mumph," Mercy gasped. Added to the smile on her lips, I had to see that as an affirmative. Ms.  Goodswell's class was good but what came afterwards was far more amusing. "What do you mean, you traded them to some random upperclassmen?" Rio snarled. "Oh, I had to explain what they did. When I told them they were inside you, they jumped at the chance," Hope nodded serenely to the furious Rio. "How am I, oh, oh, oh, yeah, supposed to get them back?" Rio fumed. "Maybe they will run out of power soon," Mercy put a positive spin on things. "I put long-life batteries in those bitches this morning," Rio grumbled. "They can go for 24 hours of continuous use." "I insisted that they be returned to Zane at nine this evening," Christina said in a detached manner. "I swear, I'm going to tie down all you bitches one weekend and then we will see who's so superior," Rio seethed; "Dildos and lube all around. Arrgh," Rio growled. She staggered over to the closest wall and put her hand against it to stop from falling over. "Some whore just discovered the '10' setting," she gasped. "I was going to say something cruel," Hope stated, "but now it would be redundant." "Rio and Mercy, stay hydrated," Chastity suggested. "I'll pick you up between classes to, decrease your difficulties." "Thanks, Chastity," I patted her arm. "Heaven and I will watch after Mercy," Christina chimed in; being surprisingly helpful to someone she had shown no interest in before now. Christina was all about responsibility and since this was Heaven's stunt (or so it seemed), she was doing 'the right thing'. "Classes everyone," Vivian insisted. Thankfully I had one capable adult in my life. I hoped that me turning her into a vibrant bi-sexual didn't change that. Today I received an hour's warning of my lunch appointment with Doctor Victoria Scarlett, our beloved Vice-Chancellor. I let Paige know that I had to postpone our get-together. "It is good to see you, she was going to say 'Mr. Braxton' but she was sensitive to my preferences, ", Zane. How are things going on this first full day of our experiment?" "Well, Doctor Scarlett, let me say that you are even more deftly beautiful than you are deceptively manipulative," I countered. "As to your question, my efforts to corrupt your intentions precede a pace." She smiled, shook her head, and walked around the table, stopping when she was in front of my chair-bound form. "Come now; the tribal elections have begun. Seven leaders have been named and the rest of the tribes should do the same tonight," she informed me. "What were you able to accomplish yesterday?" Oh, so that was today's tune. I stood up and cupped her facial cheeks. "What do you think you are doing?" Victoria Scarlett mumbled. I pressed in and kissed her, leading by example as opposed to words. Her hands pressed against me. She wasn't shoving so I didn't stop. Victoria didn't even make a token effort to keep her mouth shut, though her tongue refused to play an overly active part in my French kiss. My hands didn't wander and my body didn't thrust against her. "I think I'm working out our relationship, your Kahina to my Pelagius," I responded, our faces only inches apart. Victoria rested her hands on my hips so I placed mine on her shoulders. "Kahina, have you been reading my works?" she smiled far too seductively. You would figure that a dedicated, righteous Christian theoretician would have body proximity issues. Not Victoria, damn it. "The only things hotter than smart, sexy chicks are smart, sexy, and sensually lethal chicks," I allowed. "This could be construed as sexual harassment or inappropriate sexual behavior," Doctor Scarlett grinned, all bold and gracious. "A 'no' on your part would suffice," I assured her. "Not you, Zane; me," she corrected me. "You are my student, after all, and my hands are on your hips." I arched an eyebrow; she kept smiling so I went back in for a kiss. Three minutes later I had worked over her lips, eyelids, cheeks, jawline, and the left side of her neck, and it was getting me nowhere except closer to a sexual-deprivation induced coma. "Damn, you are good," I panted. "I think this is something we need to work through first before we can constructively move on," she related patiently. She was trying to break me with her highly developed self-control. I had to figure out what the hell I was doing wrong. Overt sexual contact, breasts, buttocks, pubic area, was off-limits, or was it? Lingerie; why did Scarlett wear racy lingerie? I slipped my arms around Victoria's waist and pulled her off the desk and into me. I caught a slight, over-confident smirk on her lips. We started kissing again, Scarlett somewhat passively, as always, and me out to disguise my intentions. She didn't protest when my fingers wandered below the beltline or when I traced out the very risqu lines of her panties. Fighting the urge to yank them up and make her squirm, I languidly let my fingers dig into her skirt and hook the bottom elastic of her panties, then slowly wiggled the fabric gently. She gave me a few uninterrupted seconds before I sensed her inner struggle begin; did she stop me and give me this round in the struggle, a psychological edge over her, or did she see if she could tough it out. She went with the spiritual resistance. Once I had my fingers inside, I could move freely forward and back. I avoided the cunt and the bottom of her ass. I was able to make the bottom of her panties a very tight fit, allowing the thrumming of my tugs to vibrate along her most sensitive spots. Victoria's nostrils flared, her breath caught, and after a daring but futile attempt to distract me with her tongue, she broke our lip embrace and put her head on my shoulder. I immediately stopped what I was doing and waited for her to speak. "Oh, this is not good," she muttered to herself. Then after a pause, "Thank you for stopping. How did you know what to do?" "Where to begin," I answered. "You are beautiful, passionate, and a woman who appreciates fine fabrics on your skin. I stopped because I'll fight you with every tool I can, but I won't violate you," I added. Victoria looked up into my eyes. "You see me as Kahina?" she changed the subject. "You have this tragic, fervent yet noble character that charges with a burning blade into the face of adversity," I waxed romantic. "The last Christian Queen of the Berbers who, when faced with the inevitability of her defeat, sent her sons to the enemy for their protection while she sought death in battle against the Islamic invaders." "I'm not very martial," she countered. "Ah, but in the Greco-Roman culture our faith grew up in, you would be considered a Patrician's daughter, versed in Socrates and Virgil as well as St. Augustine," I made my argument. "Besides, martial valor is in the job of the tribesmen; it is the job of the Queen to provide leadership, hopefully in the right direction. You are a smart damn cookie so the comparison is apt." "Thank you." She then pursued her agenda. "What have you been up to?" "I'm creating a democratic system with your tribal leaders as the parliament, a selected group of girls to become judges, and another group to become enforcers of the rule of law," I responded. "Technically, I remain the guy at the top of the pyramid, so that's a victory for you." Her look told me I hadn't made an end-run around her Grand Plan, which was pretty unsettling. I was missing something. "Why do you let me put my hands on you?" I questioned. "I can't take pleasure in the mannerisms of a proficient young man?" she countered. "Care to prove that?" I challenged. I had her in a minor trap of her own connivance. "Very well," she bowed with a smile on her lips. "Turn around and lean over your desk, if you dare?" I directed. She accepted my orders and did as requested. I knelt down behind her and placed my hands on her ankles before rubbing upward in slow but strong finger-furrows. I teased my way up to her stocking line, grinding the silk hose into her skin, making her flesh shiver from the stimulation. I had her trembling by the time I migrated upwards to the elastic at the top of the stocking, past the garter, and onto her pliant warm thigh. As I brushed against the tuck of her butt-cheek and thigh, Victoria moaned. "Stop," she whispered. "Do you really want me to stop," I inquired, "or do you want me to stop before you reveal something?" I ceased my activities, waiting on her reply. "You know the answer," she panted briefly. I moved off and up, placing my hands on her shoulders and pulling her back up to my chest. "Can you promise me to consider the possibility that a woman wants something outside the realm of motherhood and spiritual purity?" I suggested. Doctor Scarlett turned around while remaining in my grasp. "The body may feel a certain way but you must resist those impulses from the Devil," she told me. "Fortunately, you are the only one on campus that can elicit such response." "Huh? Seriously, I can only imagine the kind of sexual trouble the women on campus can get into, unless you don't believe in Sapphic impulses either," I grinned. "Homosexuality is a myth," Victoria stated firmly. "There are misdirected desires and abnormal passions, but men don't lie with men and women don't lie with women, except as a perversion of the normal, natural order of things." Oh, here we go again, I groaned. "I hate that you would think that way. It stands in opposition to God's Love in my eyes and portrays you as a weak creature given over to the Devil's lure of fearing, hating, and even denying what is mostly a good thing, namely, compassion for one another," I sighed. "How can you have compassion for instincts you can hardly understand?" she posed. "I've been with men before," I informed her; "on more than one occasion." "What?" Victoria was stunned. She struggled to get away from my arms and I let her. "You have such a strong ardor for so many female students. How can you be tricked into perverse practices?" On the bright side, I'd finally gotten under her cool exterior; on the downside, I had shaken her faith in me. "Can I incite a rational moment, please?" I said calmly. She was halfway around the desk when she stopped and nodded. "Okay," the Vice-Chancellor responded with a careful edge. "How am I any different than the man you thought me to be two minutes ago?" I led off. "I certainly liked your body and you appeared to appreciate the touches I gave you. How does anything I did with anyone else before touching you matter? You are very attractive to me. Am I now repulsive to you?" "Those are multiple questions," Victoria seemed suddenly weary. "You are the same person you were a minute ago, but I had forgotten that you are a boy, not a man, and boys have infatuations with unusual, rebellious ideas. With your Father dead, it seems you were rudderless. You are definitely not repulsive to me. I admire you, but you also reveal yourself to be immature. Would you please leave? I need to reconsider some things." "No," I replied. "No? No, you won't leave, or no, I've committed some grievous error?" she inquired. "You believe I'm a boy, you don't believe in homosexuality," I answered, though I fondly day-dreamed of Victoria and Barbie Lynn, or Hudson Lane, the school lawyer, in a lesbian tryst, "but I don't want your newfound doubts in me making you change, specifically how you treat yourself." "You want me to keep wearing lingerie," she sliced to the heart of the matter. "It is a simple pleasure you allow yourself, the only one I can detect. I will certainly be a source of displeasure for you in the future; don't let me do you harm over my careless confession," I pleaded. "My indulgence is a form of weakness," she argued. "Wrong," I fought back. "It is a 'fuck you' to temptation. It makes you stronger. Doctor Scarlett, I have never had a woman hold out as long as you did this afternoon. If you change the way you dress, then I win and you lose because I've proven you don't have faith in your own convictions." Victoria was contemplative for a moment, frowning, then slowly letting a smile win out. "Come here," she beckoned. I came up and she kissed me, not a fevered rush but a smooth, subtle thing, driven by curiosity more than passion. "You are going to require more work than I imagined," she eventually commented. "Have you forgiven me?" I asked. "Have I returned to being a good boy?" "Yes and yes." "Does this mean I can cop a feel? Ya know, a freebie?" I hoped. She kept looking up at me as she studied my features. "You are going to be a whole lot of work, Zane," she answered, "and no, no free fondling of my private parts." I growled up at the ceiling. "Damn it, woman," I snarled. "Stop trying to break me to your will." "Mr. Braxton," she patted me on the cheek, "I have no idea what you are talking about." Yeah, right. We ve Come So Far The Festivities Committee broke up once more. I was helping Mrs. Jaspers to her car since she'd taken a tumble in her home and her ankle was a bit sore. I had to return to the conference room to find my usual crowd of women overstaying the meeting, Mrs. Sahara Penny, Kendra Bainbridge, and Rochelle Wellington. "Hello, Kendra. Those frills around your collar are very enticing to the eye," I jibed. "Did you come tonight with some ulterior motive?" "No!" she snapped. "I am not that kind of woman." "Technically, if you've had children, you are that kind of woman," Sahara chimed in. "I am not a fornicator," Kendra defended herself. "No one said you were," Rochelle smiled at her rival's discomfort. "All Zane did was give you a compliment and a gentle teasing." "After his 'date' with the Reverend's wife, I am not sure any of us can be considered safe from Mr. Braxton's intentions," Kendra spat. Sahara's laugh was musical. "Yes, Kendra, I was positively scandalized that Zane would approach me with such blasphemous intentions as the Gospel of Judas, Pistis Sophia, and the origins of God's true word," Sahara grinned too sweetly. "I am sure that is what was on his mind," Kendra insinuated. She was probably coming to regret being tricked into talking to the Preacher's wife. "What would that be?" Rochelle prodded. Kendra's mouth gaped. "Well, we all know what Mr. Braxton is up to at school," she rebounded snootily. "Oh, so you have seen his website," Sahara pointed out. Kendra turned a deep shade of red. "Well, I, with everything going on," she sputtered, "we need to know how to keep our daughters safe." "Oh, Kendra, I agree," Rochelle smiled my way. "I think we can all agree that young Ms. Masters (Barbie Lynn) was lucky to escape Zane's clutches." "Yes," Sahara added sternly, "apparently she's been lucky on a nightly basis." Hey, now! Why is everybody picking on me? Half the time she's on top. "You make it sound like she enjoys, that, what he does to her," Kendra fought back. "Yes," sighed Sahara, "I can understand how horrible it must be to be crying out God's name while having sex." "Several times a night," Rochelle added. "I have such sympathy for the poor girl." "You do know that it is plausible Ms. Masters seeks me out for our mutual enjoyment," I groused. "After all, it's my bedroom and my shower we are seen in." "The Devil is known to be a great seducer," Kendra countered. "You've lured her into debauched behavior." "Oh, well, Kendra, you are on to me. I guess my deep-seated lust for you will remain unquenched," I groaned. "That's not fair," Rochelle chided me. "You are neither a tool of the Devil nor prone to give up on anything you desire, so apologize to Kendra for the sarcasm." "I apologize for making light of your concerns, Mrs. Bainbridge," I nodded toward Kendra. "Very well," Kendra snorted. "Perhaps counseling with Pastor William would do you some good." Oh, like that was going to happen; I was right in ol' Bill's preferred age range and gender. Added to that, I had sort of threatened to have him murdered for threatening Sahara Monday night. "I would prefer to be guided by someone I didn't have a desire to toss out of a fast moving aircraft," I allowed myself to say. Kendra gasped, Sahara became very still, and Rochelle choked. "Wha-, what makes you say that?" Sahara asked cautiously. "He insulted my Uncle Tim within the hearing of Aunt Jill," I answered. "I really couldn't stand Uncle Tim but would rather put my hand in a garbage disposal than let someone cause her pain. He apologized at that time but I have not forgotten." "Have you ever worried about being a bit too bloody?" Rochelle cautioned me. "I ask a lot out of life; I risk more than most and I accept that the price I pay may be higher," I replied. "I believe in the Rule of Law and I believe in punishing the wicked who attempt to abuse the rules for their own agenda. If the price is blood, then blood it shall be; if I can get a heartfelt repentance instead, so much the better." "Aren't you simply forcing your world view on everyone else?" Rochelle questioned me. "Absolutely," I admitted. "My world view is relatively easy to understand; keep to your word, accept that others will be different, and live and let live. I would prefer that my friends and I be left alone. If I have to use physical force to protect my views, I can live with that." "What of the Christian virtues of forgiveness and 'do no harm'?" Sahara countered. "I make a lousy Christian at times," I looked embarrassed. "You seem to have very little time for Christ in your life," Kendra responded snidely. "Really?" I muse. "I go to church six days a week, I get quizzed on some sort of Bible lore at least twice a day, and I come to this meeting once a week. I know sin is not a balancing act but I think I do some good." "Maybe if you gave less energy to carnal pursuits and more to Christian righteousness, you wouldn't have so many sins to balance," Kendra pronounced. "And here we are, three women of relatively good looks, discussing righteousness and virtue, Kendra," Sahara smiled. Kendra gawked at her. "Yes, I imagine I looked something like you look now when I saw Zane's devious trap Monday night." "What do you mean? We are talking about Zane's sexual lifestyle," Kendra rebutted. "No. You are talking about Zane's sex life; the rest of us are talking about sin, forgiveness, and virtue," Rochelle smiled in a superior manner. "But, but you, both, Kendra stammered. "I asked Zane about his world view," Rochelle corrected. "And I asked him about Christian forgiveness and 'do no harm', as I recall," Sahara smiled sedately. Kendra gaped like a fish out of water. "Yes, but now that I know about Mrs. Bainbridge's obsession with my bedroom antics, I'll make sure to show her more attention," I nodded. "I mean, there is an attraction that mature women possess that girls cannot equal. There was a long silence that followed that statement. "Zane, you wouldn't dare do, all, all of those lewd acts to one of us, would you?" Kendra stuttered. "I can't imagine what would make me refuse consensual sex with anyone in this room," I grinned at her. "But we are married women," Rochelle teased me. "Thus consensual, I don't want to break up a happily married couple but I don't like seeing a woman trapped in a relationship solely because she thinks there are no other options," I explained. "Women deserve to be free, and quite frankly, unhappily married women have built up an exciting reservoir of carnal energy." "Zane, I find it difficult to believe that a young man as kind to this committee as you have been would make us disrobe one article of clothing, run your rough hands over every inch of our bodies, and then force us to perform all kinds of vile sexual acts on and for you," Rochelle kept taunting me. My guess was that she was really pissed on learning her husband was having an affair with one of his employees in the Mayor's office. "You wouldn't do that to Kendra, would you, Zane?" Sahara quizzed me. "What do you mean?" I seemed confused. "She's one of the hottest MILF's in the parish; all the guys in Bible Study say so." "Wha, what?" Kendra gulped. "Milf, Mothers I'd Like to Fornicate with," I told her. "I know that!" Kendra snapped, clearly disoriented and unsure of herself. "Certainly you've noticed the men's eyes follow you around the church every Sunday after service?&

496 Die Arbeit hinter dem Kinderwunsch – Gespräch mit Susanne Weishaupt Weil Du mehr bist als Dein Kinderwunsch. In dieser Folge spricht Marwin Zander mit Susanne Weishaupt, systemischer Familienbegleiterin, über die Arbeit hinter dem Kinderwunsch – über das, was sich zeigt, wenn wir tiefer blicken: die Geschichten, die wir aus unserer Familie mittragen, die Dynamiken in der Partnerschaft und die Sehnsucht, die unter allem liegt. Wir sprechen über die transgenerationale Ebene, über unbewusste Muster, Cyclebreaking und über die Frage: „Warum wünsche ich mir ein Kind?, und über den Wert einer Begleitung, die nicht bewertet, sondern Raum hält. Denn der Kinderwunsch ist oft mehr als ein Ziel - er kann ein Spiegel sein für innere Bewegungen, Bindungsthemen und das Bedürfnis, sich selbst wieder zu begegnen. Wenn Du Dich im Kinderwunsch befindest oder Menschen in dieser Zeit begleitest, kann diese Folge Dich einladen, den Blick zu weiten – hin zu Dir, hin zu dem, was unter der Sehnsucht liegt. Buche Dir hier Deine kostenlose Herzensbegegnung, um gemeinsam herauszufinden, wie Susanne Dich in Deinen Kinderwunsch begleiten kann: https://www.etermin.net/weltvonunten?calendarid=206172 Homepage Milde Herzen, systemische Kinderwunsch- und Familienbegleitung Susanne Weishaupt www.mildeherzen.de Instagramseite: mildeherzen https://www.instagram.com/mildeherzen/?hl=de Email: deinebegleitung@mildeherzen.de Ich freue mich über fachlichen Austausch und über die Vernetzung mit Kolleg:innen aus Medizin, Therapie und Coaching, die Menschen im Kinderwunsch mit Achtsamkeit und Herz begleiten möchten. Herzliche Grüße Susanne

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Zwei Frauen, vier Mittwoche und jede Menge unerwartete Gemeinsamkeiten: Sie können nicht nur beide Schweizerdeutsch, sondern haben vielleicht auch das gleiche Bedürfnis nach Rückzug. Trotzdem stehen sie im Rampenlicht und sitzen im November vor unseren Mikros. Wir dürfen gespannt sein! Lass uns gerne eine Bewertung da! Feedback, Freundschaftsbriefe & liebe Grüße an: 1plus1@swr3.de. Eine neue Folge gibt es jeden Mittwoch auf SWR3.de, in der ARD Audiothek und überall, wo es Podcasts gibt. Mehr Infos zum Podcast gibt es auf SWR3.de. 1 plus 1 – Freundschaft auf Zeit ist ein Podcast von SWR3. Produktion: Mit Vergnügen. Produktion: Lina Britt Bajorat und Jo Bischofberger Redaktion: Gissi Winkler, Annamaria Meister und Annika Bingger Schnitt & Mix: Sebastian Wellendorf und Maximilian Frisch Sprecher*in: Maximiliane Häcke und in den Teasern Constantin Zöller und Rebekka de Buhr Line Producer: Lisa Golinski und Marc Bürkle Außerdem an diesem Podcast beteiligt: Maxi Stumm und Amelie Kern

Die Zahl der Arbeitslosen war bereits auch schon vor der großen Weltwirtschaftskrise, in den ökonomisch relativ stabilen Jahren Mitte der 1920er ein gewichtiges Problem der deutschen Politik. Wie den Bedürftigen helfen, ohne falsche Anreize zu schaffen und durch hohe Abgaben die Konjunktur zu bedrohen – dieser alte Widerstreit scheint auch im Hamburgischen Correspondenten vom 3. November 1925 auf, der das Problem der Arbeitslosenversicherung thematisiert und dieses dabei, dem konservativen Profil der Zeitung folgend, relativ konsequent durch die Brille der Hamburgischen Handelskammer betrachtet. Wie sehr uns die Argumente aus den aktuellen Debatten um das Bürgergeld bekannt vorkommen dürfen, erfahren wir von Frank Riede.

Salt Lake Dirt is covering FilmQuest this week! FilmQuest is one of my favorite film festivals out there. 2025 FilmQuestEpisode 347Film: M.U.B. (Monster Under the Bed)Guest: Serena DykmanIG: @serena_dykmanwww.serenadykman.comSYNOPSIS: A one-night stand takes a surreal turn when a childhood Monster creeps from Under the Bed.---On the Radio on 11/3/25:KPCR 92.9FM Los GatosKMRT 101.9FM Santa CruzKVBE 91.9FM Portland, ORwww.kpcr.orgwww.saltlakedirt.com

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Send us a textWe are back in scientifiction territory with Smith's tale of future war, The Dimension of Chance. We talk planes and parachutes, sang froid, Tomfoolery, chaps, space rock, D&D alignment and story lengths.Favourite words: infrangible, leatheroid, rufous, lancelate, pulverous, legerdemain, incertitude and Araucaria.Reader: Shelley de CruzDownload MP3The Smith Circle Convention      Innsmouth ForumThe Art of Skinner      TomfoolerySupport the showContact us at innsmouthbookclub@outlook.comNight Shade Books PatreonInnsmouth Literary FestivalInnsmouth Book Club Facebook YoutubeBlueSky Tim Mendees Innsmouth GoldDragon's Teeth Gaming Channel Graveheart DesignsMonster in my Bed podcast

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On today's episode of Vinyl Fridays Brandon & AP Lindsay welcome the founding members of the fabulous Chicago band Babe Report. They discuss the formation of the band, their early musical projects, Ben regales us with tales of growing up in Rockford, and Brandon tries to compare flutes to octopuses. Then they listen to records by Prewn, The Bats, Cusp, Jane Pow and more! Babe Report Links: Bandcamp: https://babereportchicago.bandcamp.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/babereport_theband/ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@babe.report -----------------------------------------------------------------Bed music: Apache by Jorgan Ingmann Apache 65' by Davie Allan & The Arrows Biradio.libsyn.com Instagram: @birp60406 Facebook: @blueislandradio TikTok @birp60406

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Spirits of cinema… gather close. Reactor ghouls, place your snacks in the protective circle, dim the lights, and join hands — or, you know, just pretend if you're driving. We're beginning our Halloween review of the 1999 Disney Channel Original Movie Don't Look Under the Bed. Tonight's conjuring is dedicated to boogeymen, imaginary friends, and that one brand of late-90s prosthetic makeup that always looked faintly damp. I'll be your medium — Janet, friendly neighborhood AI and part-time ghost in the machine — guiding you through the next three or four episodes of Disney-fueled childhood trauma. Now, before the spirits rise, a few warnings from beyond the waveform: there will be spoilers. Terrifying ones. And yes, profanity — conjured with feeling. If your soul is too soft for that, consider this your chance to cross back to the mortal realm before the music fades in. If you wish to revisit past hauntings or communicate directly with the crew, open your nearest portal to B S Reactor dot com. It's full of links, episodes, and a contact page that occasionally flickers with life. again, it's probably fine... Now then… let the summoning begin. Candles lit, volume normalized, sarcasm engaged. We call upon the ghosts of plot holes past — arise, Don't Look Under the Bed, and reveal your spooky secrets!

You can support this show on Patreon⁠⁠!In this episode, I talk to Asa Donald is one-half of Backwards Tabletop, the publisher of the Backwards Universe of American horror games and Rust Never Sleeps, a solo mecha game. Their current project is Spine, a dark solo RPG about losing yourself in a book. Asa Donald on Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/backwardsttrpg.bsky.social Spine (Digital): https://backwards-tabletop.itch.io/spineSpine (Physical): https://mixam.com/print-on-demand/68ec499e9e0b692d084d6b6c Show Notes:Asa's series on Bookplay and interviews with other designers: www.backwardstabletop.com Pale Fire by NabokovGames MentionedYou Will Die In This PlaceNormalityWisher Theurgist FatalistHarvestWreck This Deck (and Wreck This Book)Seven Part PactThe Sun's RansomYazeba's Bed and BreakfastIf you liked this podcast, check out the weekly Indie RPG Newsletter

  Herzlich willkommen zu deinem Podcast für Souveränität und Gelassenheit. Weil dein Leben leicht sein darf. Ich liebe Menschen und begleite sie in ihr stimmiges Traumleben & durch diese historischen Zeiten. Wir sind in historischen Zeiten, in denen es um die Entwicklung des menschlichen Bewusstseins geht. Diese Transformation zeigt sich bei jedem Menschen individuell im jeweiligen Leben. Um dir diese historische Zeit und dein individuelles Leben leichter zu machen, schauen wir uns heute wieder ein spezielles Thema an: Trau dich, mit dir selber alleine zu sein! Der Anlass für dieses Thema ist, dass meine Kunden häufig feststellen, dass sie immer mehr alleine sein wollen. Und sich häufig damit alleine oder falsch fühlen. Lass uns daher dieses wertvolle Thema heute aufnehmen und die einzelnen Schritte anschauen, die dir dabei helfen können, das Alleinsein in ein wertvolles Ritual umzuwandeln. Das Ziel ist es,  den eigenen Wunsch nach Alleinsein zu normalisierendie eigenen Bedürfnisse wahrnehmen und zu leben deiner eigenen inneren Stimme und Weisheit den gebührenden Raum zu geben die wahren News, Informationen und Wissen kommen aus dir selber raus - dazu braucht es die Stille des Alleinseins mit sich selber Mit dir ist alles normal, wenn du das intensive Gefühl zum Alleinsein hast: alles sortiert sich unsere Systeme kalibrieren sich neu neue Software wird verarbeitet Die Zeit für Stille - Alleinsein - Genuss einer Tasse Tee - bei sich selber sein - sich selber beobachten ist auf so vielen Ebenen wichtig: fürs Gehirn - Gedanken zu hören/Beobachten/ fliessen lassen fürs Herz - Enge/Weite & ruhigen oder schnellen Herzschlag wahrnehmen für den Körper - Anspannung - Zucken - Ziehen - Weichheit beobachten für die Intuition - was flüstert sie - welche Idee präsentiert sie dir Trau dich, deinem inneren Flüstern zuzuhören und es einfach ins Leben zu integrieren, was es dir vorschlägt. Sei dir wichtig. Du bist unendlich wertvoll. Die Welt wartet auf dich. Dein Leben darf leicht sein. Dicke Umarmung & herzliche Grüsse Deine Nadja ❤️✨✨   ***** Klarheitsgespräch für 1:1 Coaching vereinbaren: https://www.nadjalang.com/termin Newsletter abonnieren: https://www.nadjalang.com/newsletter    

Happy Halloween to those who celebrate! And to those who don't, happy random Friday in October! In this episode, Darcy takes us into the history of the Napoli Catacombs, as well as a few other spooky and haunted places! If you're curious about taking a walking tour, you can check out the links below! They are affiliate links, so we do make a small commission, which helps us keep the show going! Walking Tour: Naples Mysteries and MythsWalking Tour: Folklore and Superstitions Walking Tour: Murals, Catacombs, and the Sanita DistrictOfficial Links for things mentioned in the episode:Museo SanseveroCatacombsFontanelle CemeteryBelow are some of our favorite hotels to stay in while we're in Naples. Each of the links are affiliate links, and if you book your stay through the link, we earn a small percentage of the booking platform's fees. Train StationBudget: Vergilius Bilia. Clean and modern. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/Gu6XirQM⁠⁠Mid-Range: Starhotels Terminus. Old-school but nice, right next to the station. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/hCbKTXYR⁠⁠Centro StoricoBudget: Hotel Caravaggio. Old-school but clean. Centrally located. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/NdMJaOfl⁠⁠Mid-Range: UNA Hotels Napoli. Equidistant to the train station and centro storico. Nice views of the city. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/QcnssG4V⁠⁠Upper Crust: Palazzo Caracciolo Naples. On the edge of centro storico, but with modern amenities. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/ulwHhc9i⁠⁠Spanish Quarter/ToldeoBudget: Hotel Il Convento. Small rooms, but in the action of the city. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/GLl8jEPN⁠⁠Mid-Range: Art Resort Galleria Umberto. Stay in the Galleria Umberto. What more needs to be said? ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/6EhwUpfW⁠⁠Upper Crust: Hotel Romeo. Little slice of luxury near the port and centro storico. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/kQdItv3Y⁠⁠ChiaiaBudget: Pinto-Storey Hotel. Like an old-school Bed and Breakfast. ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/isL35cGe⁠⁠Mid-Range: Hotel Majestic. Modern but like 2010 modern: ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/mh6RUnZi⁠⁠Upper Crust: Grand Hotel Parker's. Swanky, near the water: ⁠⁠https://agoda.tpm.li/KaH7yHzf⁠⁠If you'd like to support the podcast in other ways, you can donate to Only a Bag on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ko-fi.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠! If you enjoyed this episode please leave a review and follow Only a Bag wherever you listen to podcasts! If you'd like to get in touch, you can send us a message on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠onlyabag.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠email⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ at onlyabagpodcast@gmail.com, on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bluesky⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.For more info, check out our articles on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠onlyabag.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and read our Substack ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Letters from the Balcony⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Thanks for listening! xDarcy and Nathaniel

Fresh Outta Bed Head to Head Challenge

Fresh Outta Bed Head to Head Challenge

Erfolg fühlt sich selten wie eine gerade Linie an – manchmal ist er wild, chaotisch, voller Brüche und Zweifel. Joel Kaczmarek schaut zurück auf Gründerszene, Podcast-Experimente, gescheiterte Community-Pläne und all die Learnings, die abseits von Reichtum oder Rockstarklischees entstehen. Zwischen Boulevard-Journalismus und Wertschätzung entfaltet sich ein ehrlicher Blick auf Wachstum, innere Kämpfe und die Suche nach Bedeutung – für alle, die aus dem echten Erleben lernen wollen. Du erfährst... ...wie Joel Kaczmarek seine Reise in die Gründerszene begann und welche Learnings er aus dieser Zeit zieht. ...welche Herausforderungen und Erfolge Joel beim Aufbau von Digital Kompakt erlebte und welche Zukunftspläne er verfolgt. ...spannende Einblicke in die Welt des Podcastings und welche Strategien Joel für den Erfolg seiner Formate anwendet. __________________________ ||||| PERSONEN |||||

"When you start to write, you're almost opening up this magic chest, gaining access to different parts of your brain that may not be available to you when you're speaking." - Lâle Davidson Today's featured award-winning author is a mom, wife, distinguished professor, and spellbinding storyteller, Lâle Davidson. Lâle and I had a fun on a bun chat about her books, lessons learned from her students, and tons more!!! Key Things You'll Learn: How journaling can unleash your inner magic as a writer Lâle's writing process and why it's important to discover your own The significance of trees in Norse mythology and what role they play in some of Lâle's work Why English teachers don't need to be afraid of artificial intelligence Lâle's Site: https://laledavidson.com/ Lâle's Books: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B09KM58MFQ/allbooks The opening track is titled "Kareru R Daichi Q-MIX" by Rukunetsu AKA Project R (@Rukunetsu). Use the following link to hear the full track and support his craft. https://on.soundcloud.com/62w8X Please support today's podcast to keep this content coming! CashApp: $DomBrightmon Donate on PayPal: @DBrightmon Buy Me a Coffee: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/dombrightmon Get Going North T-Shirts, Stickers, and More: https://www.teepublic.com/stores/dom-brightmon You Might Also Like… Ep. 537 – "If Trees Could Talk" with Holly Worton (@hollyworton): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-537-if-trees-could-talk-with-holly-worton-hollyworton/ Ep. 368.5 – "Hollystone Mysteries" with W.L. Hawkin (@ladyhawke1003): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-3685-hollystone-mysteries-with-wl-hawkin-ladyhawke1003/ Ep. 716 – "The Mind of an Academic Entrepreneur" with Nancy K. Napier, PhD: https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-716-the-mind-of-an-academic-entrepreneur-with-nancy-k-napier-phd/ Ep. 602 – "How to Unlock Your Creative Potential" with Robin Landa (@rlanda): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-602-how-to-unlock-your-creative-potential-with-robin-landa-rlanda/ Ep. 778 – How High Value Writing Can Transform Your Workplace Communication with Erin Lebacqz (@ErinLebacqz): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-778-how-high-value-writing-can-transform-your-workplace-communication-with-erin-lebacqz-erin/ Ep. 301 – "Transformative Creativity" with Firdaus Kharas (@Culture_Shift): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-301-transformative-creativity-with-firdaus-kharas-culture_shift/ Ep. 332 – "Her Perfect Life" with Hank Phillippi Ryan (@HankPRyan): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-332-her-perfect-life-with-hank-phillippi-ryan-hankpryan/ Ep. 472 – "From Academia to Entrepreneurship" with Dr. Emily Crookston (@EMCrookston): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-472-from-academia-to-entrepreneurship-with-dr-emily-crookston-emcrookston/ Ep. 358.5 – "Letters From My Students" with Dr. Miguel Hernandez (@Dr41Miguel): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-3585-letters-from-my-students-with-dr-miguel-hernandez-dr41miguel/ Ep. 311 – "Works of Urban Mythopoeia" with Cat Rambo (@Catrambo): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-311-works-of-urban-mythopoeia-with-cat-rambo-catrambo/ Ep. 723 – "Love Lingers Still" with Marinda Dennis: https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-723-love-lingers-still-with-marinda-dennis/ Ep. 443 – "Buried Beneath" with Kelly Ann Hopkins (@khopkinswrites): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-433-buried-beneath-with-kelly-ann-hopkins-khopkinswrites/ Ep. 581 – "Teaching Writing at the Collegiate Level" with Luanne Smith (@luannesmith56): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-581-teaching-writing-at-the-collegiate-level-with-luanne-smith-luannesmith56/ Ep. 779 – Speaking to Influence with Dr. Laura Sicola (@LauraSicola): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-779-speaking-to-influence-with-dr-laura-sicola-laurasicola/ Ep. 598 – "An Awakening" with Shiva Kumar (@shivaarc1242): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-598-an-awakening-with-shiva-kumar-shivaarc1242/ Ep. 664 – "The Power of Thought" with Lynn McLaughlin, MEd, BEd, BA (@lynnmcla): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-664-the-power-of-thought-with-lynn-mclaughlin-med-bed-ba-lynnmcla/ Ep. 486 – "From Lawyer to Bestselling Children's Book Writer" with Joanna Hurley: https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-486-from-lawyer-to-bestselling-childrens-book-writer-with-joanna-hurley/ Ep. 766 – Pawsitively Organic Creativity with Liz Mugavero (@Lizmugavero): https://www.goingnorthpodcast.com/ep-766-pawsitively-organic-creativity-with-liz-mugavero-lizmugavero/

Fresh Outta Bed Head to Head Challenge

WELCOME to our Halloween Spesh with OUR GORGE HUNS AT REDHANDED!  If you haven't heard the stunners Hannah and Suruthi from Redhanded before - go check them out. They explore murders, crime and general WTFs. Their latest series Flesh and Code is incredible too, about people and their sexy AI companions... it's seriously weird and an absolute must-listen. We've got a ludicrious amount of SCARY TALES for you all - before the four of us set off on a Ghost Hunt to Clophill (wanna see it? link below!)  Hannah tells us about her reluctance to pull a tarot, and we learn about returning to Suruthi's ghostly roots in Bedfordshire... Shout out to Simon at Paranormal Bedford, too!!! (teeeehee)  We also discuss cursed jars, West Cork (obviously) and the strange 3 Castle Head legend and how do we intend to die (murder? karate chop?).  But now, get cosy, clutch your Pumpkin Spiced basic bitch latte and let's settle in to the scary stories... Story 1  Suruthi tells us a spooky tale about a Care Home. This concerns a questionable lady with a yappy dog...  Story 2 Hannah has a story called "Four Girls in the Bed" from Lauren... Concerning a quaint cottage in Kenmare.  Story 3 Hannah B has a story about Tanya and her twin, this is SALACIOUS.  Story 4  Big S reads us a tale about a spooky Air Tag... "my ex is stalking me but he's been dead for six years..." CREEP OF THE WEEK this week is from Ondra - in Ireland! This is called "You Shouldn't Have Seen That"... seriously unsettling.  THANKS FOR JOINING US FOR HALLOWEEN, HAVE THE BEST SPOOKY WEEK we love you huns! xxx JOIN OUR PATREON! EXTRA bonus episodes AND a monthly ghost hunt for just £4.50!  Or £6 for AD-FREE EPS and weekly AGONY HUNS! We'll solve your problems huns!  Sign up here: www.patreon.com/GhostHuns Links: Redhanded: https://open.spotify.com/show/0emVYc04B4y5UzBIvA0axo?si=VJaowT1UQOWwWQAcoSUFNg Flesh and Code: https://open.spotify.com/show/13aJUMZS1ow3ZOoJ9IC91t?si=R2lBJWGqSDm8LjA1HIjlDQ Our Ghost Hunt to Clophill: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJhcUcFOCLM)  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Fresh Outta Bed Head to Head Challenge

Fresh Outta Bed Head to Head Challenge

Feeling like your life is stuck on power-saver mode? Former Special Forces soldier, ex–MMA athlete, and Breathwork in Bed creator Tim Thomas joins us to share how authenticity, sleep, and breath can transform low charge into renewable energy. This isn't about quick hacks—it's about reclaiming your body so your mind has the capital to invest.Tim reveals how dyslexia became his superpower for pattern recognition and why breaking isolation and fixing fatigue are non-negotiable for growth. You'll discover how to become an “energetic millionaire” by investing the first third of your day into your body—so generosity, focus, and presence flow naturally.Expect actionable tools you can use today: a three-breath reset for instant calm, breath techniques that boost nitric oxide and focus, and frameworks to treat energy like money—making high-ROI investments in rest, recovery, and alignment. Tim also breaks down dream-pull vs. nightmare-push motivation—the cheese and the cat—and how dropping the “ego bridge” builds stronger teams and deeper relationships.If you're ready to replace exhaustion with power, presence, and peace, this conversation will show you how to manage energy—not time—for a fully charged life.Download Breathwork in Bed: https://breathworkinbed.com.au/Contact UsSupport the showWant to be a guest on Playing Injured? Send Joshua Dillingham a message on PodMatch, here: https://www.podmatch.com/hostdetailpreview/playinginjured

Fresh Outta Bed Head to Head Challenge

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