Podcasts about beds

On today's epsiode of The Exodus Podcast, we are back in the studio with Josh Teulker from the Before The Echo Podcast. We are talking everything Hunting Beast Style of Hunting Buck Beds. We discuss: -How he got his start in filming hunts -How he started working with Dan Infalt and The Hunting Beast Crew -How The Before The Echo Podcast started -What his strategy is with his 50 trail cameras scattered across 5 states -His process for getting in close to buck bedding once he gets that picture of his target buck daylighting -How he used a long term camera in 2020 to gather long term data on a certain buck and use a cell camera in 2021 to kill that buck -How he uses grey light trail camera pics to determine how close the buck's bed is -How to determine which white oaks are attracting the mature bucks -What type of habitat he's scouting in the month leading up to the season And so much more!   CONNECT:  -https://linktr.ee/exodustrailcamera -https://bit.ly/TheDeerGearPodcast -https://linktr.ee/TheLandPodcast

Join Richard in this weeks veg grower podcast where this week Richard is answering the question what can I plant in my empty beds? This week on the plots This week Richard has been very productive including tackling the following Tidied grandads greenhouseStrimmed, mowed and mulchedPlanted out kalePlanted Christmas new potatoesharvested courgettesFed the chickens some greens to lower feed costs Find out more on the podcast What can I Plants in my empty beds? This week Richard has received many questions on what can be planted out in empty beds. With many of harvests now out the ground there are lots of empty spaces that could be used to grow more food below is just a few ideas green manuresSpring cabbageSwedekaleBroccoliLettucesalad leavesSpinachchardmustardSpring onionsradishlambs lettucePak choiWong bokRaddichioEndive Recipe of the week This week I have created chicken, potato and green bean curry but you will have to wait for the recipe to be published What are you planting right now?

Patients rights advocate Paul Brunet talks to Ken Connors about the Quebec government's plan to increase the beds in the rooms in old age homes.

Borey Chau also known as G Funk Supreme, grew up in Long Beach, California. Listen in as he defines what growing up in Long Beach was like, including the stereotypes, the discrimination, and the obstacles that he had to overcome to be successful. His definition of success is not only inspiring as a role model for the community but also shares his powerful vision of creating a self-sufficient community through philanthropy and hope. Borey currently produces music and raps. He gives back to his community through “Khmmunity,” a t-shirt brand that delivers a special message and provides scholarships and opportunities for the youth of Long Beach. He releases his new album in the fall of 2022.    Keep in touch with him here: Instagram: https://instagram.com/gfunksupreme Website: https://www.khmmunity.com/ Linked in: Borey Chau    Five Golden Nuggets: Getting involved in your community can create a sense of belonging  Tap into every big market  Trust your vision Use and find your own voice in making your struggle turn into a beautiful narrative  (Can you tell me what point this is in the audio so we can type something out    Connect with me: Email: mayly@donutprincessla.com Business Website: www.donutprincessla.com YouTube: Mayly Tao / DONUT PRINCESS LA Apple Podcast: Short N' Sweet: A Donut Princess Podcast  Instagram: @donutprincessla / @maylytao Facebook: Donut Princess Los Angeles Twitter: Donut Princess LA  Tiktok: teochewdaily LinkedIn: Mayly Tao   *Donate supplies to poor Khmer communities: https://gofund.me/e2569649 *Watch the Donut King Film here: thedonutkingfilm.com (also available on Hulu, Apple TV, Google Play, and Amazon Prime Now)   Book Now:   Donut Exotics: www.donutexotics.com Donut Princess LA: www.donutprincessla.com First Class Doc Prep: email jessie@1stclassdocprep.com Miami Rentals:  AIRBNB: 300Mbps 3Tvs 2 Queens Little Havana 8miles→Beach Net Speed 300Mbps 3Tvs 2 Beds Full Kitchen Within Little Havana near Downtown Miami 2 Beds  

Home for Horny Monsters: The Nymph in the Tub! - Mike, a young bachelor; inherits an old house from a spinster great aunt. (part 1)By writerannabelle.  Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Mike stared at the Victorian style home in awe, the sheer scale of it overwhelming him. Tower-like structures gave the blue dwelling a medieval touch, and the house was ringed in simple gardens with waist high shrubs that were in desperate need of a trim. Stone lions guarded the walk to the front door, and a cobblestone path disappeared around the back.“Impressive, isn't it?” Mike, startled, dropped his sleeping bag. He bent down to pick it up, feeling warmth rise up in his cheeks. “I'm afraid you have quite a task ahead of you, Mr. Radley.”Mike let out a nervous laugh as Beth, his great aunt's estate representative, walked past. The woman was taller than him, very attractive, and all business. Her dark hair wrapped up in a bun, she paused to check something on her clipboard. Mike took the opportunity to admire her backside through the thin layer of her pencil skirt. Very faint panty lines ran around her buttocks, lines that Mike had trouble taking his eyes away from. She turned to face him, and he pretended to struggle with his sleeping bag.“I doubt you'll need that,” she pointed out, lending him a hand. She smelled like peaches and something floral, a scent he couldn't quite place. “The house has plenty of space.”“I've been a boy scout since I was six,” he replied. “Be prepared. That's my motto.”“Uh huh.” Beth helped him secure the bag under his arm. “Trust me when I say you won't need it.” She led him up the stairs, the wooden deck creaking slightly under their weight. Mike stared briefly at the swinging chair on the front porch, moving slightly in the breeze. As Beth produced a key, she looked at Mike. “This must be like a fairy tale to you.”“No such thing as fairy tales. Just a weird coincidence.” He said, careful to keep his eyes above the lacy top of her blouse. Women, as a rule, made him nervous. Particularly the pretty ones.“You hear about these things all the time,” she said, sliding the key into the lock. “But you never get to see them play out.” The door stuck in the frame, and Beth leaned her shoulder in to give it a shove. A strand of hair came loose from her bun as she pushed her way inside. “A long-lost relative dying and leaving everything to you.”“Yeah. Lucky me.” Mike followed her inside. The house was cool, and dark. Beth opened up some of the windows, allowing the light to come in. The furniture in the home was all covered, giving the sitting room the eerie appearance of a haunted house. Beth pulled the cover off of the couch, sending a small layer of dust into the air.“You don't seem very keen on the idea, Mr. Radley.” Beth uncovered the coffee table with one hand, and set her purse and clipboard down. “It is a very nice house.”“It's not the house. And call me Mike.” Mike threw his sleeping bag on a clean portion of the floor along with his backpack. Out of habit, he slipped off his shoes at the door.“Well, Mike, we went through an awful lot of trouble tracking you down.” Beth uncovered a nearby love seat. “This home was only weeks away from being liquidated by the firm.”“Which I understand is still an option?” Mike asked, staring at the pale yellow curtains.“Correct.” Beth picked up her clipboard. “Only if you decide not to keep it.”“Right.” Mike looked down the long hallway to the kitchen. “I'm not used to having so much space. Gives me the creeps.”“By nature, homes of this style are actually quite cozy.” Beth led the way to the kitchen, the heels of her boots clicking on the hardwood floor. “There is quite a bit of space for you to spread out.”“I've never lived in anything with more than two bedrooms.” Mike responded, following the woman. Beth checked the appliances to make sure they still worked, and showed Mike where the fuse box was. A brief tour of the kitchen turned up several jars of preserved jellies, an old box of cat biscuits, and an empty tub of ice cream in the freezer.“So, where is the cat?” Mike asked, shaking the box of biscuits.“As far as we know, she didn't have one. Your great aunt conscripted our services long before my parents were even out of high school, and rarely contacted the firm. According to our sources, she was largely a shut-in. It's likely those treats are older than you or I.”“As long as she wasn't eating them,” Mike muttered, throwing the biscuits back in the cupboard.“So, you've only lived in apartments?” Beth led Mike to the stairs. As she climbed, Mike paused to look in the living room. Sure enough, a creepy fucking porcelain doll sat right above the fireplace, legs draped over the mantle. He shivered and looked up the stairs. Enough of Beth's legs were showing that he could see the top of her stockings. Jesus. He pulled hard on the railing, eager to catch up.“Yeah. My mom was always unemployed, so we were always staying with friends.” Memories of being crammed away in the back of someone else's home made him shudder. Long nights pressed up against his own mother as they shared a bed, the smell of alcohol oozing from her pores and stinging his eyes. Years of therapy might have helped him over the worst of it, but he still had nights where he woke up panicked, convinced that he was crammed in bed again with his mother.“Sounds rough.” Beth said. She opened up a door, revealing a study. “This is the office. Everything in here was custom built out.”“I don't see a router.” Mike walked in, looking around the room. The shelves in the room were packed with poetry books and different inspirational pieces. Fake flowers adorned every free inch of desk space.“Your great aunt didn't have Internet.”“Well, I will.” Mike frowned, looking out the window. He could see how overgrown the back yard had become. A large stone fountain full of muck had been overgrown with weeds. “I build websites for a living. If I decide to keep the place, I will need to get it installed.”Beth was already making notes on her clipboard. “I will see what we can do. Just to remind you, this home is on the list of historical places, so we may experience some delays.”Mike waved a hand dismissively, kneeling beneath the desk. “I have my ways. Just get me some sort of high speed line, I'll do the rest.” He stuck his hands behind the desk, feeling for an outlet.“Let me show you to the guest room,” Beth said, reminding him that she was still there. Mike smacked his head on the desk as he stood. He grinned sheepishly, rubbing the top of his head as he followed her back into the hall. Beth opened up another door, showing him a plain twin sized bed with a large pink comforter. Daisies were embroidered across the top.“I have no words.” Mike said, staring at the guest bed.“I don't blame you.” Beth opened up the closet. “There are some spare linens, but they aren't any better.”“What use does a shut in have for a guest room?” Mike inspected the closet. In the bottom, he saw another porcelain doll.“My best guess is that it was a room your father stayed in as a child.”“You think?” Mike held up one end of the pink comforter.Beth laughed. “I never said it was a good idea. Your dad had some cousins, and most were little girls once.”“I'm sure.” Mike stared at the bed, his thoughts drifting. Was it actually possible that his own father had slept beneath this roof? The man had died not long after Mike was born, lost to an aggressive form of cancer. It was the same disease that had led his own mother to drink. Thinking of his mother, he looked at the tiny bed and shivered. No fucking way. He needed a larger bed.“Where did Great Aunt Mabel sleep?” he asked.“In her room, down the hall.” Beth paused. “She died in there.”“In the bed?” Mike was already wondering where he could unroll his sleeping bag.“No, if that's what you are worried about.” Beth took him back into the hall. Mike found himself staring again at her butt. His eyes flicked up to hers as she looked back. “It's this one right here.”Beth opened up the door. The room was large, the ceiling elevated. Mike realized he was in one of the round, tower rooms he had seen from the front. The bed was centered along the back wall, a large four poster with draping curtains all around. His eyes followed the curve of the walls, taking in the intricate molding along the mid wall and ceiling. Two dressers, a standing armoire, and a mirrored nightstand were all uncovered by Beth as she made her rounds. A large opening signaled the entrance to the bathroom. Towards the other side of the room, a large oriental rug covered the floor.“The rug is in an odd place,” Mike said, pointing at it.“It was some time before we found your aunt,” Beth replied. “We're working on finding proper replacement material. It isn't easy to find hundred year old hardwood flooring that matches the surrounding floor.”“Why not replace it all?”“Historical society, remember?”“Ah.” Mike stared at the bed. It was easily a king size. “Her heart gave out?”“She was 96. It happens.” Beth looked at her clipboard. “I made myself a few notes. I just need a signature to authorize some purchases.”“Of course.” Mike ignored Beth for the moment as he walked in the bathroom. “Holy shit, have you seen this thing?”Beth laughed behind him. “I have. Impressive, isn't it?”Mike stared at the largest, claw-footed bath tub he had ever seen. Looking at Beth with large eyes, he hopped inside it, laying down along the bottom. Neither his head or feet touched the edges, and he reached his arms out. They were almost fully extended before touching the sides.“I will admit, your Great Aunt's taste in decor is questionable in areas, but this is probably my favorite piece here.” Beth sat along the side of the bath, staring in at Mike. Mike sat up, looking over the side of the tub. The edge was to his chin.“I feel like I'm sitting in a boat.” Mike turned his attention to the spigot. Two separate faucets made of some sort of bronze fed the tub. “Does it still work?”“I assume so. We had the home inspected in case we were selling it.” Beth stroked one of the spigots. “I wish I could try it out.”“Hop in. Plenty of room.” The words were out of his mouth before his brain could stop them. He looked away, pretending to fiddle with the faucets.Beth laughed. “Afraid I'm too busy at the moment.” Extending a hand, she helped Mike stand. He had to lift his legs high to step out of the basin. “Maybe I can house sit sometime.”“I'll leave you some bath beads.” Mike stepped back to admire the tub. “I've never been a fan of baths, but this may be big enough to change my mind.”Taking a wide berth around the carpet in the bedroom, Mike followed Beth through the remaining rooms of the house. Beth made several notes on her clipboard, noting necessary adjustments. Mike's Great Aunt had left behind a very large sum of money, and her will stipulated that her oldest surviving relative be given full opportunity to make the house livable before selling it. Mike was well aware that one offer to buy was on the table already, a group of women who wanted to turn the place into a local museum. He had never been able to set roots down, rarely living anywhere longer than six months.Beth stood at the front door, going over her checklist. Mike stared out the front window, watching the swinging chair rock in place. She had said his name twice before he snapped back to reality.“Sorry, lost in thought,” he apologized. “What did you say?”“I said I can swing by tomorrow to take you shopping. Your Great Aunt had a car, but I wouldn't recommend going anywhere in it. You're going to need to get some essentials if you're going to make this place a home.” Beth let the clipboard relax. “Which I hope you do. It was her utmost wish that the home stay in the family. I know you have already voiced some concerns over maintaining the property, but I really think you should give this place a shot.”“Yeah, maybe.” Mike gave her a small smile. “This is a unique opportunity after all.”“Good. You have my business card, so don't hesitate to contact me for anything.” Beth picked up her purse from the coffee table.“Actually, there is something.” Beth waited patiently as Mike walked over to the fireplace, removing the porcelain doll. “I don't care how, just get rid of it.”Beth stared at the doll and laughed. “I'm on it. Have a good night, Mike.” She walked out the door and down the steps. Mike watched her as she went, the clicking of her heels on pavement echoing across the deck. He waved as she got in her car on the street and drove away.The swinging chair creaked softly. Mike stepped onto the deck, staring at the offending piece of furniture. He unhinged the chains, lowering the seat to the deck. He let the front door shut softly behind him.-Night crept up on Mike as he whittled away his evening on his laptop. Using his neighbor's unprotected Wi-Fi, he checked on several sites he had been maintaining, answered some of his emails, and opened up his bank statements. None of the money his Great Aunt left him had been transferred in yet, but he pictured the new amount in place of his current one and wondered.What would he even do with all that cash? If he were to sell the home, he would be walking around with several million and nothing to spend it on. He had been poor as a child, poor enough that by the time he worked his way through college, he was simply used to the survivor's lifestyle. All the clothes he owned would easily fit in two suitcases, and the bulk of his belongings were made up of a couple of desktop PC's and a tablet at his apartment.He finally noticed the time near the bottom of his screen and shut down shop for the night. It was nearing eleven, and he still hadn't even eaten dinner. A quick search on his phone revealed a nearby pizza place, and he ordered himself a medium sausage with a 2 liter of Sprite. He wandered the lonely rooms, eventually tossing his bag in his Great Aunt's bedroom. He drifted through the house, picking up random belongings, trying to envision the woman his Great Aunt was.He had looked her up on line. She had inherited the house from her own aunt (a notorious spinster) at a young age, living off of several very own railroad bonds that had paid off big in the 1940's. A job as a librarian supplemented her income through her fifties, and then she had simply shut herself away.Not completely, though. Mike noted that some of the purchases in the home must have been made in the last couple of years. A few of the books in the library had tipped him off. She must have left on rare occasions, or at least hired somebody to shop for her. To be honest, the thought was pretty appealing to him.The doorbell startled him out of his reverie, and he nearly dropped a clown figurine he had pulled from the shelf in front of him. He put it back and walked to the front door.“Hi!” The pizza delivery man was, in fact, a gorgeous blonde girl, likely a college student. Her hair had been swooped back into a ponytail, and she was wearing a stylish pair of black rim glasses. The name-tag on her jacket said Dana. “Your house is gorgeous!” She handed him his soda.“Uh, yeah.” He leaned forward to help her take the food from its special cooler, and accidentally brushed against her breast through her jacket with his hand.“I don't think I've ever delivered here before,” she added, staring past him into the home. “Are you new in town?”“First day.” He handed her a pair of tens. As she dug into her pouch for change, he caught just a whiff of her perfume. His world started closing in. “No worries, keep it?”“Seriously?” Her eyes were huge as he nodded.“Yeah, no problem.” He let the door close as she thanked him. Placing the pizza on the coffee table, he took a few deep breaths. The sensation of her breast against the back of his hand, the sheer firmness of it, accompanied by the scent of her perfume had given him a surprisingly hard erection.He ran through the house, flipping on all of the lights. His mother's voice attempted to rise up in the back of his mind, but he shut it out. Years of sharing a bed with her had inevitably led to an incident, shortly before his eleventh birthday, when he had awaken suddenly to a slap in the face. In his sleep, he had managed to roll into his own mother while sprouting wood.The physical abuse was immediate, but the verbal abuse continued. Whenever he got aroused in his sleep, his mother would slap him awake, or call others in to make fun of him. Often, this led to a sudden change in address, as most normal people recognized her behavior as appalling. Her constant teasing in front of anyone who would listen had led him to a largely celibate lifestyle. The few women he had been with had been unsympathetic to his sexual panic attacks, or his mommy issues, as one had called them. Now, in an unfamiliar setting, he found those old emotions resurfacing, attempting to claw away at the protective shell he had put around himself.His imagination was his own worst enemy. Picturing her specter hiding in the shadows, waiting to pass judgment, had simply clenched the deal. Now, though, with all of the lights on, she couldn't afford to surface. His panic attack subsiding, he picked up his food and made his way to the kitchen.Mike consumed his meal while streaming a movie on his computer, leaving the last five slices for tomorrow. The fridge looked painfully bare, occupied by a sole pizza box and a soda bottle. Mike returned to the table, watching for another half an hour as the generic action star did something to confound the villain. His mind kept flipping back and forth to the feel of the pizza girl's breast and his mother's demonic memory.He pulled out his phone and flipped down to Dr. Gorman in his contacts. He hadn't sat with his therapist in over three years, but the urge to reach out had surfaced. Hands shaking, his thumb hovered over the call button.“Fuck it.” He closed his contact list. His mother was dead, the past was the past, and he needed to get over it. Years of being told that arousal was natural, that everybody did it, that it was okay to fantasize. He closed his eyes, recalling the cute appearance of Dana the pizza girl. He unleashed the memory of her scent, the firmness of her breast, the surprised expression she had made when he had tipped her eight bucks extra. It was probably the same face she made during her first orgasm, or perhaps when her lover's lips first touched the nipples of her firm breast…That did it. His body was back in full swing, he was back in control. Well, almost. The urge to watch porn to help get off was strong, but Dr. Gorman had reminded him that porn could be too much of an escapist fantasy. It was better for him to visualize on his own; he was less likely to panic in bed with a real woman. However, porn wasn't so much the issue, but rather location.He was in a stranger's house with a major hard on. Technically, he could jerk off in the hallway for all anybody cared, but just because the house was now his didn't mean it was home. It definitely didn't feel safe.Mike closed his computer and proceeded up to the bedroom. He could take care of his own needs in there. That wasn't much different than a hotel room, or new apartment, really. The more he told himself these things, the more he was ready to get off. Stepping into the room, he took one look at the bed and shuddered. Beds were sometimes just as bad, and today was no different.“Why am I so fucking damaged?” He shouted to the walls. They had no answer for him. Instead, he stormed into the bathroom and turned on the sink, splashing cool water on his face. Staring in the mirror, he watched the cool drops fall down his cheeks, his eyes suddenly on the giant bathtub.The bathroom's contoured walls prevented anyone in the tub from seeing anything but the bathroom. Remembering how well he fit in it earlier, and seeing how isolated it was, he knew it would work.Turning on the water, he watched as the basin filled quite quickly. Obviously, his great aunt had found a way to trick out the water pressure. Beth had told him that they paid a cleaning service to turn everything over, which meant that clean towels were already hanging near the tub. He stripped down in the bedroom, throwing his clothes on the nearby dresser.Walking into the bathroom, he caught sight of his own naked figure in the mirror. His body was lean (he really didn't eat too much), and marred with massive scars on the right. They went all the way from his thigh to under his armpit, crossing chaotically. They were a reminder of the fatal accident that had taken his mother, one final mark for her to leave behind. One girlfriend had told him they made him look like a badass, but he couldn't be certain she wasn't just saying that to make him feel better.Mike thumbed through the playlist on his phone and found one he liked. The water was just right, and he carefully slid into the tub. The whole inner surface had a texture that helped prevent him from slipping. A nearby washrag was soaked in hot water and he placed it across his eyes and forehead. Drowning out the world with water and music, he let his hands explore.One hand slid across the head of his penis while the other one tugged gently at the skin beneath the head. He let both hands slide down the shaft with plenty of room to spare between them. A former girlfriend had once told him (upon breaking up) that a dick like his was a waste, because no girl ever got to use it.“Fuck,” Mike muttered to himself. He only found the courage to do this once every few weeks, which meant that he was always extra sensitive. He ran his thumb gently over the head, flinching at the sudden intrusion of pleasure. He pictured the delivery girl in his mind, running his fingers down and across her slender hips, hearing her moan as he leaned in to suck on her neck. In his mind, he slid his hands underneath her shirt to play with her nipples, watching as she slid down the length of his body to take him in her mouth.The mind was a tricky thing. Mike let his brain rewind. This time, she was in a hurry, but she desperately needed to get fucked. Sliding her pants down, he took her roughly from behind, her soaking pussy squeezing hard on his dick. His mind tossed and turned over both possibilities, allowing him the luxury of both fantasies.Grabbing the root of his cock, he squeezed hard. He felt the pressure slowly build inside, and his fantasies took hold as he felt a warm mouth engulf his cock, sucking it in hard.Surprised, Mike opened his eyes to see a woman beneath the water's surface, her hands pinned to his hips as her head bobbed up and down slowly on his dick. Her hair was light blue, the color of sapphires, and she appeared as if a ghost, the light of the room passing through her body. Confused, he withdrew a hand from the water and pinched his own cheek.“Uh!” That had hurt! He grabbed the side of the tub with one hand and fought to pull free. The woman beneath the water bobbed her head frantically, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock as she pulled him farther into the back of her throat. Gasping for air, Mike tried to slide away from her, this strange specter, but she clamped her hands against his ass and pulled his cock in as deep as it would go.He had been too close to the edge already. Moaning, his cock spurted out rope after rope of cum, filling her throat and traveling down to her stomach. He gave up the struggle, the fight leaving him as her body became more solid. She continued to suck, and he grew light headed as he went limp, her tongue rolling hungrily across the head of his dick.“What…the fuck?” The woman beneath the water was busy stroking his balls. He grabbed her by the hair, pulling her free of the water. She broke the water's surface, her mouth wide, water and semen dripping down her chin. She had thin slits along the side of her neck, slits that closed and vanished in the air.“More,” she rasped, her green eyes unfocused. “I need more.” Already she was beginning to fade, the faucet behind her becoming visible through her body. “Please.”He stared, uncertain what special kind of stroke he was suffering from. He could see the white line of semen just inside her throat, trickling downward toward her stomach with every swallow.Her eyes finally focused on his, her body snapping back into reality. She teased his limp cock with her fingers.“Please,” she begged, her face approaching the water. “I need it.”“I don't understand. Who are you?” He asked, touching her cool skin. “What are you?”“Later,” she whispered, her fingers touching the water. The liquid came alive, squeezing his body rhythmically up and down his legs. It swirled around his cock, tugging it like a thousand tiny hands, massaging blood back into it. Her eyes on his, he felt one of her fingers slide effortlessly up his ass.He was immediately rock hard.“Take me,” she gasped, pulling him deeper into the tub and wrapping long legs around his waist. “Finish the spell.”“What spell?” He gasped, her lips finding his. Her tongue split his lips, and his dick slid into her, her body pulsing in time with his own heart.“Fuck!” He moaned, pulling his mouth away from hers. She rode him frantically, her whole body blinking in and out of existence as she forced her hips against his. Water splashed over the edge of the tub, soaking the cool marble as she let out a scream, her face and breasts flushed as she continued to grind her pussy against him.“I-I-I…” he stuttered, his balls contracting. She ground her pussy against him, hard, as he blew his load again. The water in the tub exploded upward, the lights above flickering as the electricity in the house surged.The room descended into darkness, and he felt consciousness slip away.-Mike opened his eyes. He was still in the tub, the rag over his face. Pulling it off, he sat up, splashing water over the side.“What the fuck?” Looking around the room, he saw no sign of the mysterious woman. The bath water was still warm. Had he fallen asleep?He lifted himself free of the water, staring down into the tub with a mixture of relief and regret. It had to have been a dream, he thought, staring at his reflection in the mirror. A hot fucking dream.Sighing, he stepped out of the bath onto the plush bathmat. A mystery woman who had ridden him senseless. He let out a laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. He never had sex dreams, and couldn't remember the last wet dream he had had. Looking back in the bath, he expected to see a giant glob of semen floating somewhere in the water.That was strange. He swirled the water with his hands. He could have sworn he had come. A dream couldn't fake that sensation… could it? He gave his dick a light stroke, and sure enough, it rose to the occasion.“Just a dream,” he muttered, crawling back into the bath. It was still plenty warm, and there was no way he could get so hard again after coming twice. May as well take advantage, he figured, laying down in the tub. He gave himself a few light strokes, pulling on the base of his balls, picturing the girl from his dreams.The water rippled with his movements, and suddenly she was there, as if stepping through a mirror. Mouth agape, he stared as she stood up before him, the water dripping down from her C-cup breasts. Her hair was a deep blue, far richer than the color it had been before. Thin horizontal lines that looked like tattoos were etched down her ribs, and the lips of her vagina were thick and long, dribbling a fluid of their own.“Again?” She asked, kneeling down in the water. “Let me help you.” She licked her lips, taking hold of his dick at the base.“Who the fuck are you?!?” Mike cried, pulling away. She stared at him patiently as he tried to climb out of the bath. Tendrils of water circled his legs, pulling him back in so that the two of them were face to face.“My name is Naia,” she cooed, touching his lips with her finger. “And you just saved my life.”“Whoa!” Mike splashed water everywhere in his haste to get out of the tub. This time, Naia didn't fight him as he scrambled out into the bathroom, covering up with a towel. She pouted as he slid across the floor, looking for his pants. Seeing that she hadn't moved from her spot in the tub, Mike felt his heart rate level out, the burst of adrenaline gone.“Who…what are you?” He asked, trying to keep his eyes off of her breasts. Other than the strange markings on her ribs, her skin was flawless.“I am Naia.” She smirked. “Though I suspect we are past names at this point, Mike. I am full of your cum, after all.”“So it wasn't a dream.” Mike slid his pants on, the fabric catching on his wet skin. “That still doesn't tell me anything else. For instance, how you got here.” He had been alone in the tub, and she had appeared from beneath the water.“I've been here for quite some time.” She swished the water with her hand. “If you don't mind-” she waved her hand and the spigot came on, warm water filling the tub. It filled even faster this time, until another wave of her hand turned it off. “It's been a long time since I've had a hot soak.”“What do you mean, quite some time?” Mike crossed his arms. “You're lucky I don't just call the cops.”“You won't do that.” She pulled a handful of water over her breasts, letting it run free across them. “You and I are linked now. You are struggling with what you saw, but accept that it happened and want to know more. You are also afraid that you are suffering a psychotic break which will only be confirmed when the cops arrive and find nothing but a tub full of water.”Mike stared at her, mouth open. “You can read my mind?”Naia laughed, a beautiful sound that echoed off the tiles. “Not quite. Just general stuff. I would far rather have this conversation here in the water, by the way.”“You practically raped me,” Mike told her. “If I get back in there, I assume you are going to try again.”“I hardly raped you.” Naia looked angry. “You were the one jacking off in my tub. I did what I did out of self-preservation, by the way, and I happen to know that you enjoyed it.”Mike sighed. Being angry was getting him nowhere. “Okay, give me a second to calm down. If you can read my mind, you should be feeling that this is a little much for me right now.” He walked toward the tub, staring warily at its edge. “If I sit, do you promise not to pull me in or anything?”“Yes.” She moved away from the edge, allowing him a better look at her body through the water. God, she was gorgeous.“Let's back things up a bit. Fill in the gaps for me. Let's start with who and what you are.”“I'm Naia.” She ran her hands across her body. “This is what I am. I am a nymph.”“A nymph?” The gears in his brain spun. He had only heard the word used in nymphomaniac. “Can you elaborate?”“I am a water spirit.” She stirred the water with one finger, summoning a floating sphere. “My spring was dammed up over a century ago. Luckily, the water was diverted through the fountain in the yard, and eventually pipes were installed to allow spring water to come up through the pipes to this tub so that I could come inside.”“For what purpose?”“I think you know.” Naia winked at him. “Nymphs are sexual by nature. The person who built this house did it to protect me, and he and I had quite the life here together. It was too cold in the winter to fuck outside, so this was a pretty good compromise.”“What do you need protecting from?”“My spring was going to be destroyed. If it ever stops flowing, either it forms somewhere else or I die. Which I was quite close to doing, I might add.”“Really?”Naia nodded. “When Emily died, the house went unused for a really long time. The fountain became clogged, and the fixtures in the house never flowed. There's a slight trickle in the fountain, but minerals are backing it up. When you turned on the bath, it gave me just enough energy to manifest.”“Wow.” Mike was watching the tiny sphere of water float above the tub. It occasionally touched down on the water's surface, bouncing once more into the air.“Yes. But I needed more. Nymphs can channel sexual energy into magic, but we try not to because it causes links between us. That's why some of us drown our sexual partners.”“There are more of you?”Naia nodded. “There used to be. Modern civilization has not been very kind to my race.”“Tell me more about our link.”Naia blushed. “The first spell was to help unclog the fountain. It was minor, but if you were to die, I could make it through another winter.”“If I were to die?”“While I was taking in your essence, I looked into your soul. If I hadn't liked what I saw, I would have drowned you. Don't take it personally.”Holy shit. “If you got what you wanted, then why the second spell?”“When I looked inside of you, I found a man who grew up without a home, one who needed a family who could love him for who he is. The second spell was selfish on my part, but we will both see benefit.”“What does it do?” He asked.“I swapped a small part of your soul with mine,” she admitted, biting at her lower lip. “That way, you and I would be forever linked, and you would be more likely to stay here.”“Part of my what?” Mike stood, balling his fists. “You took part of my soul?!?”“Swapped. No taking, an even exchange.” She stood up, water trailing from her body. “It's like a gift, but magic always needs an equivalent exchange. By taking part of your soul, you and I are forever connected. By taking part of my soul, you have been given certain gifts.”“You can't just take-” the watery orb now had a twin, and tiny lights sparkled within, relaxing him. “So, what, I go to Hell now or something?”“Silly man.” Naia splashed the water at him playfully. “This isn't some demonic pact or anything. When you die, your soul goes with you and the piece I gave you comes back to me. So relax. As long as I don't terminate the spell early, our continued existence benefits each other.”Mike sighed, rubbing his head. This was too much. “Okay, so tell me about these benefits.”“Traditionally, precognition, mind reading, things like that. However, those have fallen out of vogue, as the last thing we want is for you to call attention to yourself, or this house. Instead, you will find yourself far more charming than usual, a natural beauty of sorts. Heightened sensitivity of your senses and just enough of those earlier abilities to keep you out of danger. Oh, and a gift more for me.” She leaned forward, pressing her breasts together. Mike's crotch twitched in his pants. “You no longer have much of a refractory period. I figured that's a fair trade for not being able to win the lottery.”“So a magic boner and a spidey-sense. Fucking fantastic,” Mike muttered to himself.“Well, and a permanent psychic link to me.” Naia pouted. “You're being rude.”“I'm sorry Naia, this is just a lot to take in.” He was staring at her breasts, the way they pushed together, her tiny nipples rigid just above the water's surface.To be continued.By writerannabelle for Literotica

In episode 39, Alison and Tod talk about the Disney films that disturbed them as children. They also discuss giant dog beds for humans and a super-sweet surprise that “Weird Al” Yankovic had for his biggest fan.  Plus, TV icon Norman Lear shares some words of wisdom on his 100th birthday and Alison has to get the proverbial bear out of her proverbial hammock. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Welcome to The Toddler Handbook! Every week for four weeks, we'll be bringing you a special This Glorious Mess bonus episode about the highs and lows of the toddler years, enlisting an expert to give you the advice you need. First up, it's one of the trickiest topics: sleep. How much should they be getting, when should they be napping, how do you get them to sleep more and when is time for a 'big kid bed'? We're joined by Baby and Toddler Sleep Consultant Lauren Beeten to answer all these questions and more, to make sure your toddler (and you) are getting a good night's sleep. This episode was made in partnership with HAPPi: Australia's first day and night toddler milk drinks. THE END BITS  Find out more about Lauren and Little Bo Sleep CREDITS: Host: Tegan Natoli Guest: Lauren Beeten of Little Bo Sleep Producer: Emmeline Peterson Audio Engineer: Leah Porges Mamamia acknowledges the Traditional Owners of the Land we have recorded this podcast on, the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to their Elders past and present and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander cultures. Just by reading our articles or listening to our podcasts, you're helping to fund girls in schools in some of the most disadvantaged countries in the world - through our partnership with Room to Read. We're currently funding 300 girls in school every day and we aim to get to 1,000. Find out more on mamamia.com.au Become a Mamamia subscriber: https://www.mamamia.com.au/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

5 Words 5 Grand is taking a break for one day only as we wake up The Hometime team and help them win 5 Beds for Cash For Kids. Head to the Absolute website to find out how you can get involved!

Bush and Richie are on the hunt for your most mundane rentals, They play 5 Words - 5 Beds with Dave Berry and the classic game of Pass the Pigs takes the internet by storm

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When it comes to baby and toddler sleep, there is nothing linear about it. However, making the best decisions for your family is all that matters. We recently upgraded both kids to using floor beds. I share all about this experience and the benefits of having a floor bed. As well as all the ebbs and flows with naps and nighttime sleep with infant and toddler sleep. Highlights from this episode: Why we removed Hayden's crib and swapped it with a floor bed What is a floor bed? Transitioning Sarelle's 3-in-1 crib to a daybed The evolution of toddler sleep and nap time A snapshot of Sarelle's sleep Spend time in the baby's room The benefits of a floor bed Baby proof the room as they grow Floor beds aren't a new concept Our parent present approach to sleep Know your baby and their comfort levels Learning the Montessori philosophy Show sponsor: Needed - Save 20% off all prenatal supplements when you use the code "ultimatebaby' at checkout Related links: Follow @marniwasserman and @ultimatehealthpodcast on Instagram for Sarelle & Hayden updates Sunshine Mattress Co. Organic Pillow (use the code “marni10” to save 10% off) Quietude Children Sprout Kids - Floor Bed Frame Nook Sleep (use the code ULTIMATEBABY to save 15% off) Listen to TUB032: The First Six Months with Two Kids Simone Davies - The Montessori Toddler (book) Simone Davies, Junnifa Uzodike - The Montessori Baby (book) Subscribe to TUBP in Apple Podcasts, Spotify or Google

1. Hottest Mispronounced Locations, 2. You're Being Fake Nice, 3. UK Bacon, 4. Adelaide's Biggest Age Gap, 5. Viral Police Tik Tok, 6. Clock Block, 7. Japanese Vertical beds  DAVO, TOM & CALLUM - Your weekday mornings just got even better with our new Fresh Breakfast team, Davo, Tom & Callum! Keep up to date on our socials.                                                                                  Instagram - @fresh927                                                                                              Facebook - Fresh 92.7See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

1. Hottest Mispronounced Locations, 2. You're Being Fake Nice, 3. UK Bacon, 4. Adelaide's Biggest Age Gap, 5. Viral Police Tik Tok, 6. Clock Block, 7. Japanese Vertical beds  DAVO, TOM & CALLUM - Your weekday mornings just got even better with our new Fresh Breakfast team, Davo, Tom & Callum! Keep up to date on our socials.                                                                                  Instagram - @fresh927                                                                                              Facebook - Fresh 92.7See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today, we dive headset first into social VR. LIV's Brad Lynch leads the way as Wes experiences VR Chat for the first time. Follow Brad- https://www.youtube.com/c/SadlyItsBra... https://www.twitch.tv/sadlyitsbradley https://twitter.com/SadlyItsBradley https://sadlyinreality.com/ If you like the video, subscribe & ring the bell.

The girls actually give good advice in this classic episode. Tracy is sexually attracted to Alan. Become a VIP Baddie for even more Tray & J, at patreon.com/badexamples to listen to this full exclusive minisode. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Amanda Niu and Ken Lau are co-founders of Eva, a homewares and furniture company with a focus on creating products that are made for living and fit into everyday life. SHOW NOTES:00:00 – Welcome to Uncommon00:30 - Moving to Australia 04:15 - Earliest memory 06:30 - Childhood career aspirations 08:55 - How Amanda and Ken met11:40 - Neuropsychology skills12:50 - Engineering skills15:00 - Running eBay store17:25 - Turning point in business 20:00 - Scaling the business 26:00 - Product range / Future projections30:22 - Surveying customers 32:10 - Conception to Manufacturing37:10 - Same or different manufacturer?39:50 - Changes in the past 12 months42:15 - Furniture manufacturing in China 44:08 - Supplies for products 45:30 - 365 Day Trial 48:40 - Short wait times for furniture 51:40 - People and culture in business 54:30 - What in the next two years55:40 - Engagement and wedding planning 1:01:20 - Rapid fire questions1:03:20 - Closing remarksLINKS:Eva - Website Eva - Instagram Eva - FacebookEva - PinterestAmanda's LinkedinKen's Linkedin

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Films : Les valseuses (Bertrand Blier), Misery (Rob Reiner) et Domicile conjugal (François Truffaut) Musique : Dans ma chambre (Jacques Duvall), Le grand sommeil (Etienne Daho), Beds are burning (Midnight Oil), Chambre 12 (Louane), Chambre avec vue (Henri Salvador) et Path 5 (Max Richter)

Alexa Silvaggio is a wellness entrepreneur based in Los Angeles. She is a teacher, TEDX speaker, writer, podcast host, retreat leader, and CEO of Ritch Chocolate Rituals, a mindfulness chocolate brand. She encourages you to cultivate a more loving relationship with your body and yourself through all she teaches. In this episode, Alexa shares her journey of being an entrepreneur while also finding and encouraging wellness. She explores the concept of mindset through both movement and pleasure.   Four golden nuggets about self-care: Find the mindset practices that resonate with you to promote being present.  Your breath is always there to support you since birth, learn how to connect to it. Tune into your body and notice where you are needing more attention. Establish a journaling practice.   Keep in touch with her Instagram: @alexasilvaggio @ritchrituals Linked in: Alexa Silvaggio     Connect with me: Email: mayly@donutprincessla.com Business Website: www.donutprincessla.com YouTube: Mayly Tao / DONUT PRINCESS LA Apple Podcast: Short N' Sweet: A Donut Princess Podcast  Instagram: @donutprincessla / @maylytao Facebook: Donut Princess Los Angeles Twitter: Donut Princess LA  Tiktok: teochewdaily LinkedIn: Mayly Tao   *Donate supplies to poor Khmer communities: https://gofund.me/e2569649 *Watch the Donut King Film here: thedonutkingfilm.com (also available on Hulu, Apple TV, Google Play, and Amazon Prime Now)   Book Now:   Donut Exotics: www.donutexotics.com Donut Princess LA: www.donutprincessla.com First Class Doc Prep: email jessie@1stclassdocprep.com Miami Rentals:    AIRBNB: 300Mbps 3Tvs 2 Queens Little Havana 8miles→Beach Net Speed 300Mbps 3Tvs 2 Beds Full Kitchen Within Little Havana near Downtown Miami 2 Beds

Peah 3:1 - Beds of Grain Between Olive TreesSeder ZeraimSponsorship AvailableMasechet PeahSponsored By Albert R. Mosseri in Honor of Sam & Jesse Salem and Families This class is taught by Mr. Jesse Salem MishnaStudy.com  

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In today's episode, @grid110 head of Community, Elisabeth Tuttass shares how humble beginnings growing up as a third culture kid (defined as a child who grows up in a culture different from the one in which his or her parents grew up.) She's been making waves for women entrepreneurs and giving them access to resources and a chance to network through Grid110.   Grid110 is a non-profit economic and community development organization dedicated to creating a clear path to the success of young entrepreneurs. Through a cohort-based accelerator program, Grid110 provides founders with a growing community of fellow entrepreneurs, professional mentors, and key resources. They support a diverse community of start-ups and entrepreneurs  through free access to professional and entrepreneurial resources. Their mission is to make the entrepreneurial journey more equitable, comprehensive, and accessible. Their mission is to foster the most prosperous, welcoming,  and inclusive communities for entrepreneurs. Grid 110 believe that anyone with the goal of becoming an entrepreneur should have the opportunity to pursue it and receive support in the process. Their work affects people who are often overlooked by traditional startup ecosystems. This makes the entrepreneurial journey more equitable, comprehensive, and accessible.   Keep in touch with her @mstuttass   “There are a lot of ways for you to be involved in the startup ecosystem without actually having to be an entrepreneur.”   How you can get over imposter syndrome (Five Tips) Surround yourself with people who see the best in you. Constantly keep track of your wins. A little bit of fear is actually really good, because it means that you're growing and you're stepping outside of your comfort zone. Involve your community. Implement feedback loops.     Connect with me: Email: mayly@donutprincessla.com Business Website: www.donutprincessla.com YouTube: Mayly Tao / DONUT PRINCESS LA Apple Podcast: Short N' Sweet: A Donut Princess Podcast  Instagram: @donutprincessla / @maylytao Facebook: Donut Princess Los Angeles Twitter: Donut Princess LA  Tiktok: teochewdaily LinkedIn: Mayly Tao   *Donate supplies to poor Khmer communities: https://gofund.me/e2569649 *Watch the Donut King Film here: thedonutkingfilm.com (also available on Apple TV, Google Play, and Amazon Prime Now)   Book Now:   Donut Exotics: www.donutexotics.com Donut Princess LA: www.donutprincessla.com First Class Doc Prep: email jessie@1stclassdocprep.com Miami Rentals:    AIRBNB: 300Mbps 3Tvs 2 Queens Little Havana 8miles→Beach Net Speed 300Mbps 3Tvs 2 Beds Full Kitchen Within Little Havana near Downtown Miami 2 Beds

A strike hit Britain… Andy fancies going on strike. Up the workers with Mick Lynch! How come the picket lines no longer use a brazier? Did you sleep well? Nick woke to hear a milk float. He's surprised to hear people still have milk delivered! Is milk delivered overnight in any other part of the world? Why are we so milky in the UK? And as an aside, Nick and Andy love the way American's say STORE, especially Mary from QVC USA. Plus… do you make your bed as soon as you get up? Apparently It's the latest controversy!

Your bed is killing you! I'm Peter Serefine with today's Liberty Minute. Did you know more people die in bed than anywhere else? More people die in bed than from car accidents, covid, or mass shootings, but still, we have entire rooms in our homes just for beds. Beds have been killing people for centuries. Mattresses are freely bought and sold every day and without background checks, limits, or waiting periods. It is time for common sense bed control to end the killing. Hospitals and hotels sometimes have hundreds of beds. Nobody needs more than maybe six beds, max. Mattress dealers should be licensed and be required to keep all sales records forever, so we know who is buying all the beds. Oh, and don't get me started on those "Amish-built wood frames" …we have all heard that dog whistle before. Find more news and commentary at Liberty-Lighthouse.com Until tomorrow, si vis Pacem, Para Bellum. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/libertylighthouse/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/libertylighthouse/support

Clare Haven says it's vital that a full suite of services is made available as part of the new Zero Tolerance Strategy on domestic, sexual and gender-based violence and not just beds. Dr. Siobhan O'Connor, manager of services at Clare Haven and Miriram Duffy from Rape Crisis MidWest spoke to Clare FM's Morning Focus about the new strategy.

Ever go on a holiday and get stuck waking up to put a towel on the sun bed? We'd a chat about this after 9am this morning! We also heard about a legend Lewis Capaldi story from one of the guys in FM104 proving Lewis is A1!! See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

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Despite missing out on a sun bleached sandbox, Lex is NOT a confrontational jerk.

There are many coastal areas that have been degraded to the point that restoration is necessary, but restoration can be very expensive and is often focused on 1 type of habitat. Therefore, restoration specialists and conservationists are now focusing on restoring more than one type of habitat to increase the success of the coastal area.   In this episode of the SUFB podcast, I will be discussing how projects from different parts of the world are having success with restoring multiple habitats due to a term we call connectivity.   Link to article: https://news.mongabay.com/2022/06/sea-restoration-projects-quilt-a-mosaic-of-habitats-with-striking-results/   Sign up to find out about the audio Ocean Conservation Careers members group: https://bit.ly/38ak7Z8   Facebook Group: https://bit.ly/3NmYvsI Connect with Speak Up For Blue: Website: https://bit.ly/3fOF3Wf Instagram: https://bit.ly/3rIaJSG Twitter: https://bit.ly/3rHZxpc 

This week, in Wellington, Kansas, a night of hard drinking, and cruising the town is exactly the remedy for small town boredom, that a group of teenage girl decide take part in. Hanging out with friends, and driving from spot to spot. But it takes an adult to help them achieve all of this fun, and they find the right guy, in a local middle aged dirtbag, with a criminal record, and no problem with buying teenagers grain alcohol. While some of kids have a hangover, the next day, one of them ends up on a rural farm, without a head!! This one is just gets stranger & stranger!!Along the way, we find out that you'd better be into wheat, if you live in Kansas, that no one should be okay with a group of teens, hanging out with the neighborhood dirtbag, and that you should at least wait until someone is dead, before you decapitate them!Hosted by James Pietragallo and Jimmie WhismanNew episodes every Thursday!Donate at: patreon.com/crimeinsports or go to paypal.com and use our email: crimeinsports@gmail.comGo to shutupandgivememurder.com for all things Small Town Murder & Crime In Sports!Follow us on...twitter.com/@murdersmallfacebook.com/smalltownpodinstagram.com/smalltownmurderAlso, check out James & Jimmie's other show, Crime In Sports! On Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Amazon Music, Wondery, Wondery+, Stitcher, or wherever you listen to podcasts!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

June 15th, 2022 -- Amber does NOT like prom kings & queens, and Tanner gets serious when he talks about his brother. Plus more!

The summer program at We Got This has officially kicked off and Meg and Alex give an update on how the first week went. Then the two talk about little league baseball and recovering from small traumatic events.

If you or someone you know has struggled with substance use disorder, where would you go for help? This hour on Where We Live, we look at the shortage of hospital beds for the treatment of substance use disorder. We'll also discuss efforts to reduce repeat ER visits for overdose. And, Connecticut State Senator Dr. Saud Anwar highlights gaps in private insurance coverage and the need for payment reform, as well as the need for full compliance with a 2019 law. We'll hear from the head of an out-patient treatment clinic on the shortage of psychiatrists and clinicians required for Medication Assisted Treatment (MAT), and efforts by clinics to attract and retain healthcare personnel. And, the executive director of Yale New Haven Children's Hospital discusses overcrowding at the ER and longer wait times for hospital beds for pediatric patients in a mental health crisis. If you or someone you know is seeking treatment for substance use disorder, call the local helpline 1-800-563-4086 to connect with resources. If you or someone you know requires help for a child in a mental health crisis, call 2-1-1 for assistance and support. GUESTS:  Dr. Saud Anwar: Connecticut State Senator (East Hartford, Ellington, East Windsor, South Windsor); Chair, Children's Committee and Acting Chair, Public Health Committee Sabrina Trocchi: CEO, Wheeler Clinic Cynthia Sparer: Executive Director, Yale New Haven Children's Hospital Support the show: http://wnpr.org/donate See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Is It normal to sleep in SEPARATE beds?

Okay, Okay, that title is a bit misleading. The drums didn't actually belong to a poltergeist... or did they? That's the question that plagued John Mompesson and his family back in 1661. The story goes that Mompesson was a magistrate and was quite disliked by people of lower stature in the time - the homeless, the nomadic peoples, etc... Well, one day he confiscated the drums of a vagrant by the name of William Drury. Wouldn't you know it, when John got home, the drums were at his home, waiting for him. He paid no mind to it at first, but then weird stuff started to happen. You guessed it, the sound of drums began to play in the house, which were heard throughout the neighborhood as well. It all came to a head when John's kids became the target for the haunting. Beds, and well, people started to levitate, noised and moving objects plagued the family as well. It wasn't until Drury was shipped off to the colonies in North America that the activity stopped. Coincidence? Who knows. What happened to the Mompesson family? Was Drury really responsible? You'll just have to listen to find out! Our sponsor: www.morbidlybeautiful.com Merch:  www.redbubble.com/people/horrorshots Youtube Website: www.horrorshots.com Instagram: ominousoriginspod Twitter: @horrorshotsprod Facebook: Horrorshots Patreon: www.patreon.com/horrorshots  

If you've spent time in hospital, you probably stayed on a bed designed and built in New Plymouth Howard Wright has been producing medical beds since the early 1960s. CEO Bruce Moller talks to Jesse.

Urban life has not only reshaped what it means to be human, cities are also changing animals. Rats in different parts of New York are evolving separately. Ecologist Rob Dunn describes cities as accelerators of evolution. Also in this episode, how city administrators compete for dominance using the same approach as social media influencers. And why house-flipping has gone algorithmic. 

In this week's episode of The Deer Gear Podcast I am joined by Christopher Leppert from Fueled by the Outdoors. Chris is the founder of The Mobile Hunters Expo that takes place in Winchester, Ohio on July 29-31. This podcast episode is jam packed full of breaking down his personal mobile hunting setup. If you are a mobile hunter or looking for some info or inspiration, this episode is for you! We Cover: One Sticking setup Hybrid Saddle Setup Hunting Close to Buck Beds Self Filming gear His Bow and Arrow Setup and much much more! Connect with Chris: Fueled by the Outdoors: https://bit.ly/3tsxGLn Mobile Hunters Expo: https://bit.ly/3NOZe5u CONNECT WITH US: https://linktr.ee/TheDeerGearPodcast https://bit.ly/ExodusOutdoorGear http://linktr.ee/TheLandPodcast

Alex, Mike and Wayne are joined by Pro Bass Fisherman Rick York of Arkansas to talk about Spring Fishing Tactics especially fishing the Beds! Rick shares some tried and true techniques and how to change things up when they become stubborn and don't want to bite!To learn more about American Roots Outdoors:https://americanrootsoutdoors.com/https://www.facebook.com/AmericanRootsOutdoors/Join our Face Group Page just for our Podcast Listeners:https://www.facebook.com/groups/448812356525413To follow Alex Rutledge:https://www.facebook.com/americanrootsalex/To follow Wayne Lach:https://www.facebook.com/wayne.lach.5To follow Mike Crase:https://www.facebook.com/mike.crase

Communications expert Susan Del Percio and Democratic strategist Liz Gilbert join Ron Steslow to unpack some of the most important stories of the week: (02:04) The school shooting in Uvalde, TX and red flag laws (22:34) The biggest takeaways from Tuesday's primary elections (37:04) The Russian blockade stopping Ukraine's grain exports and the dire consequences for global food security [Politicology+ Members Only] The Democrats not-so-secret-search for an alternative to Joe Biden to top the ticket in 2024 // To get your private, ad-free Politicology+ podcast feed with extra episodes, go to politicology.com/plus or subscribe in Apple Podcasts. Are you learning from Politicology? Help us expand by pitching in now: https://politicology.com/donate Follow this week's panel on Twitter: https://twitter.com/RonSteslow https://twitter.com/DelPercioS https://twitter.com/_lizgilbert Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This episode the #AnyOlBoys talked about everything from shooting in Uvalde TX to breaking hotel beds

Alexis is on vacation today; Jason saw Top Gun and can't wait to talk about it; Avocado hack is not recommended by FDA; Grant reveals on LoJ that he sleeps separately from his girlfriend; the latest Elvis movie trailer

First Date Follow Up is when we get an email from someone who went on a date and the other person isn't calling back. We get that other person on the phone to see why they're "ghosting".Brooklyn is on the phone today and is not getting a call from Spencer. She said they went out for a full 90 minutes (like a soccer game) and he even kissed her at the end of it but she hasn't heard from him in 2 weeks! Find out why in this First Date Follow Up!Leave a rating and review wherever you listen. It will help the show out in a big way. If that's not your thing, you can find us on social media here:https://instagram.com/thejubalshowhttps://twitter.com/thejubalshowhttps://www.tiktok.com/@thejubalshow

In the latest episode of Talking Sleep, we're visiting with Raj Mills, a medical device engineer at Sleep Number. She talks about the technology behind smart beds, what they measure, how they compare to polysomnography, and how they might alert a sleeper that they're getting sick

If a pollinator garden is in your future this summer, constructing a raised bed is one way to keep it under control and is a much easier approach to providing food for your bees, beauty for your yard and not an aching back for you. There are all varieties of raised bed gardens. The one pictured below is made of metal, purchased from a gardening company that specializes in these and will last years with little maintenance. Simpler models have only metal corner posts, the gardener supplies the wooden boards. They are simpler, less expensive and over time can be enlarged or reduced to fit the needs of the garden. Or you can simply bury some 4”x4” beams at the corners and nail the sideboards to them. They're probably the most simple and least expensive, but will have a shorter life span than the others. No matter which style you use, a raised bed makes your pollinator garden easier to manage and will be a grand addition to your yard. Be like Jim and try one this season! If you like the episode, share it with a fellow beekeepers and/or let us know by leaving a comment in the show notes. We'd love to hear from you! ___________________ Thanks to Betterbee for sponsoring today's episode. Betterbee's mission is to support every beekeeper with excellent customer service, continued education and quality equipment. From their colorful and informative catalog to their support of beekeeper educational activities, including this podcast series, Betterbee truly is Beekeepers Serving Beekeepers. See for yourself at www.betterbee.com ______________________ Honey Bee Obscura is brought to you by Growing Planet Media, LLC, the home of Beekeeping Today Podcast. Music: Heart & Soul by Gyom, Walking in Paris by Studio Le Bus, original guitar music by Jeffrey Ott Photos copyright © One Tew Bee, LLC Copyright © 2022 by Growing Planet Media, LLC

Stephen “tWitch” Boss chats with Hoda Kotb and Jenna Bush Hager about returning to “So You Think You Can Dance” as a judge. Plus, Huda Beauty founder Huda Kattan shares three new makeup trends.