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Historia är på modet och i våra sommarboktips reder vi ut varför och vilken roll historia verkar fylla för oss. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Kristina Ekero Eriksson, Urban Björstadius och Tobias Svanelid träffas för att diskutera historievurmen, tipsa om säsongens bokfavoriter och berätta hemlisar. Hör om smaktestarrobotar, Vasatidens romantiska brudröveri och Vindens historia!Böckerna som nämns i programmet:Begäret efter det förflutna av Kristina Fjelkestam Ligan – Klarakvarterens blodsystrar av Fatima BremmerHistoriska resenärer, 12 kvinnor som erövrade världen av Per J AnderssonBruno Liljefors – en biografi av Fredrik SjöbergTjabo – en biografi av Åsa LinderborgKvinnorna runt Vasatronen av Karin Tegenborg FalkdalenVindens historia av Ellen VisteSvenskar under järnkorset 1914-1945 av Lars Gyllenhaal och Lennart WestbergSinnen i arbete av Ingemar Pettersson och Daniel Normark (red)Föräldrarnas födelse av Maja LarssonMosaic - a Story of Civilization av Glenn Drover

For this compelling episode, Ceri is joined by artist Jeremy Hutchison, whose subversive, multi-disciplinary practice spans performance, sculpture, video and text. They cover essential takeaways for artists today: how to subvert the aesthetics of capitalist spectacle without shame, how humour disruption and wrong-headed commercialism can be radical tools for change; and why artists must stop waiting for permission and instead beg forgiveness, push edges and find their co-conspirators.  The Artist Mastermind Circle: Ready to stop second-guessing and start building momentum in your art career? Applications are now open for the next Artist Mastermind Circle—a six-month coaching programme for mid-career artists who are serious about growing their confidence, income, and opportunities.Apply by 21 July at https://cerihand.com/artist-mastermind-circle/ and take the next bold step. KEY TAKEAWAYS Don´t ask for permission, push the boundaries and embrace risk. Beg forgiveness afterwards. Nonsense and humour are powerful - they make people pause and question. Leverage the systems you are critiquing to reach more people. Working with others, movements and communities fuels your creativity and increases reach. Notice small detail they can be catalysts for impactful art. If you want a sustainable practice, regularly take time to recharge. You need good mental and physical health. BEST MOMENTS “You don't need 700 people. You only need about 7 or 10 champions.” “Sometimes in the midst of a political or cultural crisis, the risks that artists have to take set them apart from the tribe.” “I often begin with a tiny thing that pops out of the great sea of life, and it will somehow express the full weirdness of the greater thing.” EPISODE RESOURCES https://jeremyhutchison.com https://www.instagram.com/jeremyhutchison PODCAST HOST BIO With over 30 years in the art world, Ceri has worked closely with leading artists and arts professionals, managed public and private galleries and charities, and curated more than 250 exhibitions and events. She sold artworks to major museums and private collectors and commissioned thousands of works across diverse media, from renowned artists such as John Akomfrah, Pipilotti Rist, Rafael Lozano-Hemmer and Vito Acconci. Now, she wants to share her extensive knowledge with you, so you can excel and achieve your goals. **** Ceri Hand Coaching Membership: Group coaching, live art surgeries, exclusive masterclasses, portfolio reviews, weekly challenges. Access our library of content and resource hub anytime and enjoy special discounts within a vibrant community of peers and professionals. Ready to transform your art career? Join today!  https://cerihand.com/membership/  **** Build Relationships The Easy Way Our self-study video course, "Unlock Your Artworld Network,"  offers a straightforward 5-step framework to help you build valuable relationships effortlessly. Gain the tools and confidence you need to create new opportunities and thrive in the art world today. https://cerihand.com/courses/unlock_your_artworld_network/ **** Book a Discovery Call Today  To schedule a personalised 1-2-1 coaching session with Ceri or explore our group coaching options, simply email us at hello@cerihand.com **** Discover Your Extraordinary Creativity  Visit www.cerihand.com to learn how we can help you become an extraordinary creative. This Podcast has been brought to you by Disruptive Media. https://disruptivemedia.co.uk/

Send us a textHappy summer PE Nation!In today's episode I encourage you to enjoy your summer break, while adding  professional development to enhance your PE program before the next school year begins.• Supersizedphysed.com serves as the hub for all resources, articles, and courses• Free resources include Substack and Medium articles with PE tips, games, and strategies• A free video course on the "PE-9": principles for improving your PE program• Free ebook on setting up your PE program, especially helpful for newer teachers• "High Fives and Empowering Lives" book available as an ebook ($2.99) or paperback ($9.99)Paperback or download: HEREAmazon Ebook: HERE• My courses: "Designing a Sport Education Unit" and "The First Week of PE" • Teachers Pay Teachers store with over 30 affordable resources• The "Beg, Borrow, Build and Steal" equipment ebook for equipment managementPut in the work during summer break. Yes, take time off, rest, enjoy your family and friends, but don't wait until the last second to gear up for the next school year. Always be learning, always be listening, always be creating.Take care,DaveFollow me on Twitter (X): https://x.com/PE_Dave1017Website for the book: https://www.teacherchefhockeyplayerbook.com/

La nostra 31esima puntata è stata un vero spettacolo di contrasti e armonie, un episodio che ha dimostrato la ricchezza e la profondità della musica italiana! Abbiamo avuto il piacere di ospitare due progetti musicali con sonorità completamente diverse, ma entrambi capaci di toccare corde profonde. l'energia incontenibile dei @capricciosa.band ha travolto i nostri microfoni!Ci hanno fatto immergere completamente nel loro mondo, raccontandoci la storia della band, le loro ispirazioni e come nasce la loro musica potente e graffiante. Abbiamo ripercorso l'intera discografia, scoprendo l'evoluzione di un sound che non smette mai di sorprendere. Un'attenzione speciale è andata ai loro singoli “BEG 4 ME” e “PIXIE DUST”: due brani che sono pura scarica di adrenalina, con quel tocco unico che li rende indimenticabili. E poi, per un cambio di atmosfera che ha avvolto tutti nella sua delicatezza, abbiamo accolto la meravigliosa @circe._ea Con la sua voce e le sue storie, ci ha trasportato in un universo di intimità e riflessione. Circea ci ha aperto il suo cuore artistico, condividendo il significato dietro i suoi testi e il processo creativo che porta alla nascita delle sue canzoni. Abbiamo esplorato i suoi singoli più sentiti: “VELIERI O GALERE”, “STELLE” e “GENNAIO”. Ogni brano è un piccolo capolavoro di emotività, capace di regalare un abbraccio sonoro che rimane con te a lungo. La sua musica è un invito a rallentare e ad ascoltare le emozioni. È stata una puntata che ha celebrato la straordinaria diversità della musica, mostrando come sia possibile passare dall'energia più pura alla delicatezza più toccante, il tutto mantenendo una qualità artistica altissima. @webelieveinmusicoff è un programma radiofonico in onda su @radiopuntomusica dedicato e pensato agli artisti emergenti. Il sabato dalle 17 in diretta con @chiccovoice , @skattone e la regia di @angel_white89

Jack can't resist his neighbor's daughter and her friend.by writemarksmith. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories."Jack, I think it's so sweet you are taking the girls out."My pretty neighbor Amy was at my place, complimenting me for my plans to take her gorgeous daughter Tina and Tina's hot friend Sophia out for dinner. I felt guilty and anxious, but my cock twitched thinking about it."It will be good to get you out of the house and they will love that Italian spot you chose. I'd join you if I didn't have go see my mom in Austin."Amy's face became mischievous and she reached over to stroke my leg. Her hand moved softly up along my skin towards the top of my shorts. My cock twitched again and I suspected she noticed."You do need to start going on real dates though Jack. In the meantime, I am just next door if you need some; inspiration."Amy had 'inspired' me previously by encouraging me to jack off while looking at her bare tits. I hadn't taken her up on her rather open invitation to repeat in part because I was getting so much inspiration from her daughter and Sophia. I stammered and Amy finally left me alone to think about the evening ahead.I spent almost an hour deciding what to wear. This was completely out of the ordinary for me, but I vacillated from trying to look 'cool' and young with not wanting to look like I was trying to hard with being disgusted with myself for lusting after these two girls less than half my age. I ended up wearing an all black outfit, black pants and shirt and a black jacket. I looked sharp and felt like I would be in control wearing this.I sat in the outfit alone for about an hour before the girls were supposed to come over so I could drive them to the restaurant. I felt like a boy waiting anxiously for his prom date. I shuddered when I realized that my prom was over 20 years ago, but the two girls had theirs just a couple of months ago.I finally heard the girls giggling as they walked up to he door. I waited a few seconds before answering their knock, not wanting to seem too anxious.Tina looked stunning in a white sundress with a flower pattern. She looked like an H&M model with her long legs were displayed proudly. Tina kissed me on the cheek, "Hi Uncle Jack. Don't you look sharp!"I found myself tongue tied before I said anything at all and suddenly saw Sophia in front of me. I looked down quickly and saw she was much less dressed up, wearing no make-up, a tight t-shirt and jeans. She looked so sexy with no effort at all, I thought as she leaned against me and kissed my cheek. I could feel she was not wearing a bra and my cock started to swell."Hi Jack" she cooed with a smirk. The last time I had seen Sofia she had me on my knees, jacking off as I kissed her ass. We had agreed she should call me 'Mr. Brown' and I suddenly became nervous she may have told Tina about her visit."Err, well; um; let's go?" I suggested.The two girls giggled and I wondered if it was obvious to both of them how nervous I was. Certainly Sophia knew she could wrap me around her finger, but I hoped to keep my dignity with Tina. Tina sat in front with me on the way there and I got hard just looking at her bare long legs. It looked like she had oiled them they were so smooth.When we arrived it seemed that everyone in the restaurant turned to see me and these two beautiful young girls. I felt embarrassed; but also; proud. Tina seemed very comfortable in the nice setting but Sophia seemed impressed.I ordered a nice bottle of wine at Tina's suggestion. I knew the girls were too young, but I needed a drink and certainly didn't want it to be awkward. We were already on or second bottle before the food came. Tina was doing much of the talking, seeming even more vivacious with some alcohol in her. She told us several stories about her swim team. The stories culminated in one where she and a female friend on the team sabotaged the other team while at a swim meet in another town. The two of them targeted the other team's star, flirted aggressively with him, and ended up giving him a two girl hand job just hours before the competition. He didn't come close to his normal times and Tina's school won easily.I choked a little when she got to the dirtiest parts but Tina just giggled and continued. I wasn't sure what was appropriate, after all we were all adults. Sophia was much quieter, but any time I looked at her she had a subtle smirk and looked right into me with her big brown eyes. I was looking at her full lips and flushed cheeks when Tina blurted out,"So what do you do for sex now that you're back Uncle Jack?"I coughed, genuinely taken aback and started to try to answer,"Well, I'm not; I mean; "Tina laughed and Sophia giggled. Sophia, who had not been joining in Tina's risque talk, suggested,"I guess you have to jack off a lot now?"I thought of how she had me jack myself off while my face was buried in her ass and blushed brightly."Oh Sophia!" Tina said in mock horror, chuckling. Tina left for the restroom and I was about to reprimand Sophia when I felt her bare foot run along my thigh, then push against my cock. It was already hard from the conversation and she giggled. '"You think you can wait until you get home?" she taunted.She started to wiggle her toes, stroking my cock casually while she licked her dessert spoon. I was mesmerized by how sexy she was and how good she was making me feel. I didn't even notice Tina returning until she took her seat beside Sophia, who still had her foot on me. I tried to look cool, but could feet a little sweat on my forehead. I was sure she must have seen me looking desperately at her friend.Sophia spoke again, "Jack, I bet you have some weed at your place?"She knew I did, she had left some there. I assumed she wanted me to say yes but I was thinking through the implications of the two of them came to my place to smoke. I felt like she had all the power over me through her little toes."Yes; I; ""Goodie!" she exclaimed and she motioned for the waiter to bring us the check.After I paid I ordered an uber to take us back, having had too much wine to drive. I noted that Amy's car was gone, confirming she had indeed stayed in Austin for the night. The girls sat by the pool as I got the weed and Sophia rolled us a joint. I felt a little exposed being outside with the girls. Even though I knew Tina's parents were both away, it felt wrong, but after a few tokes, I was more relaxed. I took the spliff from Tina but my mellow spirit was interrupted when she loudly exclaimed that we all needed to get in the pool. I was too comfortable and drunk to even get up, but watched the two young girls proceed to prepare for a swim. Tina was first. Already barefoot, she took off her white dress and seemed completely comfortable standing beside me wearing just a white bra and thong. Sophia followed her friend's lead, pulling down her jeans and giving me a great view of her perfect plump ass covered only by small black panties. She then pulled off her t-shirt showing even more of her copper skin, as well as her two succulent breasts. I had never seen her tits before and had to get a good look even though I was sure Tina would notice.I was rock hard so of course had to refuse their invitations to strip down and join them. The two of them surrounding me and pulling at me only got me more excited but they finally gave up and jumped in. I watched the two of them frolic in the pool and splash each other. Tina splashed me, and when I protested the two of them tossed water at me. When they came out my hard cock twitched. They were like two young goddesses, one tall, white and Nordic, the other dark, sultry and curvy. I could not resist staring as they approached me and dried themselves off.Tina giggled and suddenly sat in my lap, still very wet. Her pink nipples were completely visible through her wet bra and"You remember I used to sit in your lap Uncle Jack?" she said, her words slurring from all the wine."I; yes; um;" I was unsure where to put my hands, though I wanted desperately to stroke her leg. I thought about her mother stroking my leg earlier.Tina giggled as she wiggled her ass back and forth. "I don't remember you lap having this 'bump' though!"I was mortified and felt the heat rising in my face, but my cock pushed proudly against her ass cheeks. Tina's phone rang and she reached over for it. It was her boyfriend."Yeah; just hanging out with Sophia" she said then stifled a giggle as she wriggled her ass on my cock again."Sure, pick us up in 10. Bye!"Tina told Sophia the plans she had made, all the while sitting on my lap. She then turned to me, "Thanks again for dinner Uncle Jack." She seemed to say 'uncle' with mockery. "Hope we can do it again soon!"Tina kissed me on the cheek, gave me one last push of her ass against my hard cock and got up. Sophia came to me and kissed me quickly on the lips. "Bye Mr. Brown!" she laughed. She then whispered, "Leave the back door open"My head was spinning as I watched the two of them run next door, still almost naked. My eyes were especially fixated on Sophia's ass swaying as she ran off. I could barely believe I had just had two hot girls, barely dressed playing with me in my backyard.I shook my head and reminded myself that they were only 18. Just girls. I had known Tina since she really was a girl. I knew I had to stop the temptations, but right now I told myself I had to take care of my raging hard-on. I went upstairs and had an idea before I went to my room. I went to the window in the guest room that looked into Tina's bedroom and saw the two girl's changing. They were still laughing, Tina had changed her panties but was topless. Her perky tits showed off small pink nipples. Sophia had hear jeans back on, and was taking off a shirt I guessed Sophia had given her that was too small. I took out my cock and started to stroke it. I felt like a pervert, but I decided to go with it. I imagined the girls had come up to my room and I was kissing Sophia's ass while Tina was sucking my cock. I came before Tina got her jeans buttoned up then watched them scramble and leave as the boys pulled up the driveway.Sated, I went to my bedroom, took off my pants and decided to lie down for a moment. I was not used to weed and it had a big impact after all that wine. I quickly fell to a deep sleep, but was woken hours later by a stroke on my face and a sweet voice."Jack; Jack."I opened my eyes and saw Sophia's big brown eyes looking into mine. She smirked down at me."Have you been dreaming about my sweet ass?" she asked in a sing-song voice.Half awake I murmured, "I have."Sophia giggled. I watched her strip off her t shirt, her tits just above me, but when I raised my head to suck them she slapped me playfully."No no, those are not for you." she scolded. "You know what you want."Sophia turned and pointed to her ass through her jeans. I nodded dumbly."Ask me nicely." she said then before I could answer added, "Beg."Well of course I begged. I pleaded with her, telling her truthfully I had never seen as ass as perfect as hers, how I had been fantasizing about kissing it again.Finally Sophia giggled, then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down with her panties. For the first time I saw her completely nude and she looked so sexy. Once again I started to get up but she pushed me back down and climbed on the bed."Uh uh; you just sit back and do your job."I watched this 18 year old beauty climbed on to the bed beside me. I stroked her leg, hoping she would not slap me away. Sophia turned away from me then straddled my chest, and raised her gorgeous ass just over my face. I cranked my neck to kiss it gratefully over and over again while she giggled then she lowered it slowly until my face was smothered under her big ass cheeks. I kept kissing then felt her lower my boxers."Jack off for me while you lick my asshole." she said.I was so turned on at that moment. My hand grabbed my rock hard cock and I started to lick her ass crack."Deeper!" she said, swatting my cock playfully. I plunged my tongue deep into her asshole then started to poke it in and out. She started to moan, louder and louder, until I wondered if Tina might hear all the way in the house next door."Umm, Fuck!; Hmm"She was now bouncing her ass up and down on my face. I could feel her wetness on my chin. She was using me and I loved it."Cum for me Jack; cum for me with your tongue inside me!"I would have cum already if I hadn't just jacked off. I could feel I wasn't going to last much longer."Tell me you'd rather have your tongue in my ass than fuck Tina!" she commanded. I confirmed with a voice completely muffled by her ass cheeks but she seemed pleased. I felt my balls tighten and started to spurt all over my hand. I stroked out every drop, while continuing to tongue young Sophia's asshole. Finally she climbed off of me and I immediately missed her warmth and intimacy."Who knew you'd be such a good plaything Jack?" she asked rhetorically. One of the boys tonight was desperate to fuck me, but I kept thinking how nice it would be to have you tongue my ass with no expectations.I wasn't sure what to say. Sophia got dressed while I lay there then slapped my face softly and kissed my lips."Don't forget what you told me Jack." she whispered before she left me there, wondering how life got so confused and I got so lucky.Teenaged Tina pushes her teasing even further.My beautiful young neighbor Tina was on my mind before I heard her. I was sitting in my backyard by the pool late at night with the lights off. I had a Jack and Coke in my hand and I was thinking about how I had let things get so out of control.Then, almost as if summoned, I heard Tina as she opened the gate; shushing someone and giggling. She was with a boy, tall and fit and as they stumbled into my backyard it was clear they had been drinking. Neither of them saw me sitting on the patio in the dark as they stripped out of their clothes and jumped in the pool. It happened so fast that I never found a way to interrupt. Truth be told my throat seemed to close when I saw Tina strip, then saw her completely bare for the first time. Tina had a gorgeous tight young body. I saw her pretty pink nipples, her shaved young pussy and as she jumped into the pool her toned ass, which her boyfriend was now exploring as he pulled her close in the water. As I watched them make out in the water, I was hardening quickly."Umm; hi!" I managed to say.The boy jumped, but Tina seemed rather unfazed, almost as if she expected I might be there.I turned away when Tina got out of the pool, but managed to catch a glance of her toned young, nude body. She giggled as she got a towel and wrapped herself in it while her boyfriend put on his pants as he apologized."Uncle Jack this is my friend Bobby", Tina said with a smile. "Hope we didn't bother you Jack; we just came over for a quick swim."Bobby shook my hand looking sheepish. Tina didn't seem contrite at all, and it was evident she was feeling no pain. My cock stiffened as she walked over in her towel and stood above me."I used to come her all the time as a child." she said, presumably talking to Bobby but looking me right in the eyes. "I would swim for hours and sit in Jack's lap."With that she plopped herself on my lap, It was evident she could feel I was hard as she wriggled her ass crack along it with more giggles. It was all I could do not to feel her bare legs that were inches from my hands; to bury my face in her tits."I feel bad you don't get any action." Tina said with a glint in her eye that suggested she didn't feel bad at all. I could smell sweet liquor on her breath. "I bet it's really; 'hard' for you."She was just grinding a little now but her teasing had me ready to cum in my pants like a teenager.Tina looked up at her boyfriend who was bare chested in shorts. "Umm; I bet, since you don't have anyone; you'd like to; watch?"Having had a few drinks myself, and being extremely distracted by the barely clothed teenager pushing herself into my cock. I was a little foggy on what she was suggesting. Realizing she might be expecting an answer I smiled a little and tried to catch up but Tina was way ahead of me."Yes; let's do that for him Bobby. Not nice just to use his pool and run."Bobby seemed to track with her as he put his hand and gallantly helped her out of my lap. I immediately missed her warmth, but things moved quickly and I watched Bobby pull her close and start making out with her right in front of me. Soon his big hands were reaching under her towel, groping her now exposed ass cheeks while I watched. I said nothing, barely moving. I knew it was wrong, that it was all too pervy, for me to just sit there and watch my teenage neighbor; to watch as her boyfriend's fingers disappeared under the towel, evidently pushing into her and making her moan in pleasure.When Tina's towel dropped my heart was racing and I was rock hard. I was all in now, I couldn't help myself. Tina looked like a model, but a model who was right in front of me, naked and ready to be taken. Sure it was her boyfriend she wanted to take her, but my cock was ready nonetheless. I could see he had two fingers deep in her pussy. She seemed to be completely lost in how he was making her feel, but then she turned to me and said, "Why don't you go ahead and jack off Uncle Jack?"It seemed too much for me. I had never been in any threesome, much less a male-male-female. I couldn't just whip out my cock and;Bobby had no such hesitation and was presently pulling his impressive cock out as he lowered his pants. Tina turned to me and put one hand on each arm of my chair, bending forward so she was looking me right in my eyes. I could see her pert tits hanging, could see her raise her bare ass for Bobby.Suddenly Tina jerked forward as Bobby pushed himself into her. Instinctively I went to kiss her lips which were just before me, but she jerked back almost as quickly, then back into my face. At first Tina had her eyes closed, losing herself in her slutty tryst, but she was now focused on me, a smirk on her pretty face as her boyfriend railed her."Jack off for me." she whispered and she reached down to give me hard cock a squeeze for emphasis.I couldn't resist. I pulled out my cock as she continued to get railed. It was humiliating to just sit there stroking my cock while a girl I desperately wanted was right there; nude and horny; but getting fucked hard by another man;  Tina giggled a little between her moans and she watched me. I so wanted her to suck my cock, but instead she briefly put her hand under her chin, making sure I looked her right in her blue eyes when she teased,"Tell me how much you fantasize about me."Somehow I needed to tell her. I spilled it out as she moaned and begged for Bobby to fuck her harder."I have Tina; you are so beautiful I can't help it; .I have jacked off to you so; " I felt myself tighten and knew I would cum very soon. "I; thank you; you; ." I started to shoot. Some of my cum shot up to her tits. Tina smirked as she saw but she was also bucking her ass into Bobby, taking him deeper and making sure he would also cum.When Bobby was finished with her he pulled out and Tina collapsed back into my lap. I held her gratefully, stroking her leg and feeling her breathe heavily. Her face looked almost innocent, but them I looked at the sweat and cum on her chest. She shifted a little in my lap and I felt my cock stir just a little.Tina kissed my cheek sweetly and put her head on my shoulder, "We can keep this our little secret Uncle Jack."By writemarksmith for Literotica.

Jack can't resist his neighbor's daughter and her friend.by writemarksmith. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories."Jack, I think it's so sweet you are taking the girls out."My pretty neighbor Amy was at my place, complimenting me for my plans to take her gorgeous daughter Tina and Tina's hot friend Sophia out for dinner. I felt guilty and anxious, but my cock twitched thinking about it."It will be good to get you out of the house and they will love that Italian spot you chose. I'd join you if I didn't have go see my mom in Austin."Amy's face became mischievous and she reached over to stroke my leg. Her hand moved softly up along my skin towards the top of my shorts. My cock twitched again and I suspected she noticed."You do need to start going on real dates though Jack. In the meantime, I am just next door if you need some; inspiration."Amy had 'inspired' me previously by encouraging me to jack off while looking at her bare tits. I hadn't taken her up on her rather open invitation to repeat in part because I was getting so much inspiration from her daughter and Sophia. I stammered and Amy finally left me alone to think about the evening ahead.I spent almost an hour deciding what to wear. This was completely out of the ordinary for me, but I vacillated from trying to look 'cool' and young with not wanting to look like I was trying to hard with being disgusted with myself for lusting after these two girls less than half my age. I ended up wearing an all black outfit, black pants and shirt and a black jacket. I looked sharp and felt like I would be in control wearing this.I sat in the outfit alone for about an hour before the girls were supposed to come over so I could drive them to the restaurant. I felt like a boy waiting anxiously for his prom date. I shuddered when I realized that my prom was over 20 years ago, but the two girls had theirs just a couple of months ago.I finally heard the girls giggling as they walked up to he door. I waited a few seconds before answering their knock, not wanting to seem too anxious.Tina looked stunning in a white sundress with a flower pattern. She looked like an H&M model with her long legs were displayed proudly. Tina kissed me on the cheek, "Hi Uncle Jack. Don't you look sharp!"I found myself tongue tied before I said anything at all and suddenly saw Sophia in front of me. I looked down quickly and saw she was much less dressed up, wearing no make-up, a tight t-shirt and jeans. She looked so sexy with no effort at all, I thought as she leaned against me and kissed my cheek. I could feel she was not wearing a bra and my cock started to swell."Hi Jack" she cooed with a smirk. The last time I had seen Sofia she had me on my knees, jacking off as I kissed her ass. We had agreed she should call me 'Mr. Brown' and I suddenly became nervous she may have told Tina about her visit."Err, well; um; let's go?" I suggested.The two girls giggled and I wondered if it was obvious to both of them how nervous I was. Certainly Sophia knew she could wrap me around her finger, but I hoped to keep my dignity with Tina. Tina sat in front with me on the way there and I got hard just looking at her bare long legs. It looked like she had oiled them they were so smooth.When we arrived it seemed that everyone in the restaurant turned to see me and these two beautiful young girls. I felt embarrassed; but also; proud. Tina seemed very comfortable in the nice setting but Sophia seemed impressed.I ordered a nice bottle of wine at Tina's suggestion. I knew the girls were too young, but I needed a drink and certainly didn't want it to be awkward. We were already on or second bottle before the food came. Tina was doing much of the talking, seeming even more vivacious with some alcohol in her. She told us several stories about her swim team. The stories culminated in one where she and a female friend on the team sabotaged the other team while at a swim meet in another town. The two of them targeted the other team's star, flirted aggressively with him, and ended up giving him a two girl hand job just hours before the competition. He didn't come close to his normal times and Tina's school won easily.I choked a little when she got to the dirtiest parts but Tina just giggled and continued. I wasn't sure what was appropriate, after all we were all adults. Sophia was much quieter, but any time I looked at her she had a subtle smirk and looked right into me with her big brown eyes. I was looking at her full lips and flushed cheeks when Tina blurted out,"So what do you do for sex now that you're back Uncle Jack?"I coughed, genuinely taken aback and started to try to answer,"Well, I'm not; I mean; "Tina laughed and Sophia giggled. Sophia, who had not been joining in Tina's risque talk, suggested,"I guess you have to jack off a lot now?"I thought of how she had me jack myself off while my face was buried in her ass and blushed brightly."Oh Sophia!" Tina said in mock horror, chuckling. Tina left for the restroom and I was about to reprimand Sophia when I felt her bare foot run along my thigh, then push against my cock. It was already hard from the conversation and she giggled. '"You think you can wait until you get home?" she taunted.She started to wiggle her toes, stroking my cock casually while she licked her dessert spoon. I was mesmerized by how sexy she was and how good she was making me feel. I didn't even notice Tina returning until she took her seat beside Sophia, who still had her foot on me. I tried to look cool, but could feet a little sweat on my forehead. I was sure she must have seen me looking desperately at her friend.Sophia spoke again, "Jack, I bet you have some weed at your place?"She knew I did, she had left some there. I assumed she wanted me to say yes but I was thinking through the implications of the two of them came to my place to smoke. I felt like she had all the power over me through her little toes."Yes; I; ""Goodie!" she exclaimed and she motioned for the waiter to bring us the check.After I paid I ordered an uber to take us back, having had too much wine to drive. I noted that Amy's car was gone, confirming she had indeed stayed in Austin for the night. The girls sat by the pool as I got the weed and Sophia rolled us a joint. I felt a little exposed being outside with the girls. Even though I knew Tina's parents were both away, it felt wrong, but after a few tokes, I was more relaxed. I took the spliff from Tina but my mellow spirit was interrupted when she loudly exclaimed that we all needed to get in the pool. I was too comfortable and drunk to even get up, but watched the two young girls proceed to prepare for a swim. Tina was first. Already barefoot, she took off her white dress and seemed completely comfortable standing beside me wearing just a white bra and thong. Sophia followed her friend's lead, pulling down her jeans and giving me a great view of her perfect plump ass covered only by small black panties. She then pulled off her t-shirt showing even more of her copper skin, as well as her two succulent breasts. I had never seen her tits before and had to get a good look even though I was sure Tina would notice.I was rock hard so of course had to refuse their invitations to strip down and join them. The two of them surrounding me and pulling at me only got me more excited but they finally gave up and jumped in. I watched the two of them frolic in the pool and splash each other. Tina splashed me, and when I protested the two of them tossed water at me. When they came out my hard cock twitched. They were like two young goddesses, one tall, white and Nordic, the other dark, sultry and curvy. I could not resist staring as they approached me and dried themselves off.Tina giggled and suddenly sat in my lap, still very wet. Her pink nipples were completely visible through her wet bra and"You remember I used to sit in your lap Uncle Jack?" she said, her words slurring from all the wine."I; yes; um;" I was unsure where to put my hands, though I wanted desperately to stroke her leg. I thought about her mother stroking my leg earlier.Tina giggled as she wiggled her ass back and forth. "I don't remember you lap having this 'bump' though!"I was mortified and felt the heat rising in my face, but my cock pushed proudly against her ass cheeks. Tina's phone rang and she reached over for it. It was her boyfriend."Yeah; just hanging out with Sophia" she said then stifled a giggle as she wriggled her ass on my cock again."Sure, pick us up in 10. Bye!"Tina told Sophia the plans she had made, all the while sitting on my lap. She then turned to me, "Thanks again for dinner Uncle Jack." She seemed to say 'uncle' with mockery. "Hope we can do it again soon!"Tina kissed me on the cheek, gave me one last push of her ass against my hard cock and got up. Sophia came to me and kissed me quickly on the lips. "Bye Mr. Brown!" she laughed. She then whispered, "Leave the back door open"My head was spinning as I watched the two of them run next door, still almost naked. My eyes were especially fixated on Sophia's ass swaying as she ran off. I could barely believe I had just had two hot girls, barely dressed playing with me in my backyard.I shook my head and reminded myself that they were only 18. Just girls. I had known Tina since she really was a girl. I knew I had to stop the temptations, but right now I told myself I had to take care of my raging hard-on. I went upstairs and had an idea before I went to my room. I went to the window in the guest room that looked into Tina's bedroom and saw the two girl's changing. They were still laughing, Tina had changed her panties but was topless. Her perky tits showed off small pink nipples. Sophia had hear jeans back on, and was taking off a shirt I guessed Sophia had given her that was too small. I took out my cock and started to stroke it. I felt like a pervert, but I decided to go with it. I imagined the girls had come up to my room and I was kissing Sophia's ass while Tina was sucking my cock. I came before Tina got her jeans buttoned up then watched them scramble and leave as the boys pulled up the driveway.Sated, I went to my bedroom, took off my pants and decided to lie down for a moment. I was not used to weed and it had a big impact after all that wine. I quickly fell to a deep sleep, but was woken hours later by a stroke on my face and a sweet voice."Jack; Jack."I opened my eyes and saw Sophia's big brown eyes looking into mine. She smirked down at me."Have you been dreaming about my sweet ass?" she asked in a sing-song voice.Half awake I murmured, "I have."Sophia giggled. I watched her strip off her t shirt, her tits just above me, but when I raised my head to suck them she slapped me playfully."No no, those are not for you." she scolded. "You know what you want."Sophia turned and pointed to her ass through her jeans. I nodded dumbly."Ask me nicely." she said then before I could answer added, "Beg."Well of course I begged. I pleaded with her, telling her truthfully I had never seen as ass as perfect as hers, how I had been fantasizing about kissing it again.Finally Sophia giggled, then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down with her panties. For the first time I saw her completely nude and she looked so sexy. Once again I started to get up but she pushed me back down and climbed on the bed."Uh uh; you just sit back and do your job."I watched this 18 year old beauty climbed on to the bed beside me. I stroked her leg, hoping she would not slap me away. Sophia turned away from me then straddled my chest, and raised her gorgeous ass just over my face. I cranked my neck to kiss it gratefully over and over again while she giggled then she lowered it slowly until my face was smothered under her big ass cheeks. I kept kissing then felt her lower my boxers."Jack off for me while you lick my asshole." she said.I was so turned on at that moment. My hand grabbed my rock hard cock and I started to lick her ass crack."Deeper!" she said, swatting my cock playfully. I plunged my tongue deep into her asshole then started to poke it in and out. She started to moan, louder and louder, until I wondered if Tina might hear all the way in the house next door."Umm, Fuck!; Hmm"She was now bouncing her ass up and down on my face. I could feel her wetness on my chin. She was using me and I loved it."Cum for me Jack; cum for me with your tongue inside me!"I would have cum already if I hadn't just jacked off. I could feel I wasn't going to last much longer."Tell me you'd rather have your tongue in my ass than fuck Tina!" she commanded. I confirmed with a voice completely muffled by her ass cheeks but she seemed pleased. I felt my balls tighten and started to spurt all over my hand. I stroked out every drop, while continuing to tongue young Sophia's asshole. Finally she climbed off of me and I immediately missed her warmth and intimacy."Who knew you'd be such a good plaything Jack?" she asked rhetorically. One of the boys tonight was desperate to fuck me, but I kept thinking how nice it would be to have you tongue my ass with no expectations.I wasn't sure what to say. Sophia got dressed while I lay there then slapped my face softly and kissed my lips."Don't forget what you told me Jack." she whispered before she left me there, wondering how life got so confused and I got so lucky.Teenaged Tina pushes her teasing even further.My beautiful young neighbor Tina was on my mind before I heard her. I was sitting in my backyard by the pool late at night with the lights off. I had a Jack and Coke in my hand and I was thinking about how I had let things get so out of control.Then, almost as if summoned, I heard Tina as she opened the gate; shushing someone and giggling. She was with a boy, tall and fit and as they stumbled into my backyard it was clear they had been drinking. Neither of them saw me sitting on the patio in the dark as they stripped out of their clothes and jumped in the pool. It happened so fast that I never found a way to interrupt. Truth be told my throat seemed to close when I saw Tina strip, then saw her completely bare for the first time. Tina had a gorgeous tight young body. I saw her pretty pink nipples, her shaved young pussy and as she jumped into the pool her toned ass, which her boyfriend was now exploring as he pulled her close in the water. As I watched them make out in the water, I was hardening quickly."Umm; hi!" I managed to say.The boy jumped, but Tina seemed rather unfazed, almost as if she expected I might be there.I turned away when Tina got out of the pool, but managed to catch a glance of her toned young, nude body. She giggled as she got a towel and wrapped herself in it while her boyfriend put on his pants as he apologized."Uncle Jack this is my friend Bobby", Tina said with a smile. "Hope we didn't bother you Jack; we just came over for a quick swim."Bobby shook my hand looking sheepish. Tina didn't seem contrite at all, and it was evident she was feeling no pain. My cock stiffened as she walked over in her towel and stood above me."I used to come her all the time as a child." she said, presumably talking to Bobby but looking me right in the eyes. "I would swim for hours and sit in Jack's lap."With that she plopped herself on my lap, It was evident she could feel I was hard as she wriggled her ass crack along it with more giggles. It was all I could do not to feel her bare legs that were inches from my hands; to bury my face in her tits."I feel bad you don't get any action." Tina said with a glint in her eye that suggested she didn't feel bad at all. I could smell sweet liquor on her breath. "I bet it's really; 'hard' for you."She was just grinding a little now but her teasing had me ready to cum in my pants like a teenager.Tina looked up at her boyfriend who was bare chested in shorts. "Umm; I bet, since you don't have anyone; you'd like to; watch?"Having had a few drinks myself, and being extremely distracted by the barely clothed teenager pushing herself into my cock. I was a little foggy on what she was suggesting. Realizing she might be expecting an answer I smiled a little and tried to catch up but Tina was way ahead of me."Yes; let's do that for him Bobby. Not nice just to use his pool and run."Bobby seemed to track with her as he put his hand and gallantly helped her out of my lap. I immediately missed her warmth, but things moved quickly and I watched Bobby pull her close and start making out with her right in front of me. Soon his big hands were reaching under her towel, groping her now exposed ass cheeks while I watched. I said nothing, barely moving. I knew it was wrong, that it was all too pervy, for me to just sit there and watch my teenage neighbor; to watch as her boyfriend's fingers disappeared under the towel, evidently pushing into her and making her moan in pleasure.When Tina's towel dropped my heart was racing and I was rock hard. I was all in now, I couldn't help myself. Tina looked like a model, but a model who was right in front of me, naked and ready to be taken. Sure it was her boyfriend she wanted to take her, but my cock was ready nonetheless. I could see he had two fingers deep in her pussy. She seemed to be completely lost in how he was making her feel, but then she turned to me and said, "Why don't you go ahead and jack off Uncle Jack?"It seemed too much for me. I had never been in any threesome, much less a male-male-female. I couldn't just whip out my cock and;Bobby had no such hesitation and was presently pulling his impressive cock out as he lowered his pants. Tina turned to me and put one hand on each arm of my chair, bending forward so she was looking me right in my eyes. I could see her pert tits hanging, could see her raise her bare ass for Bobby.Suddenly Tina jerked forward as Bobby pushed himself into her. Instinctively I went to kiss her lips which were just before me, but she jerked back almost as quickly, then back into my face. At first Tina had her eyes closed, losing herself in her slutty tryst, but she was now focused on me, a smirk on her pretty face as her boyfriend railed her."Jack off for me." she whispered and she reached down to give me hard cock a squeeze for emphasis.I couldn't resist. I pulled out my cock as she continued to get railed. It was humiliating to just sit there stroking my cock while a girl I desperately wanted was right there; nude and horny; but getting fucked hard by another man;  Tina giggled a little between her moans and she watched me. I so wanted her to suck my cock, but instead she briefly put her hand under her chin, making sure I looked her right in her blue eyes when she teased,"Tell me how much you fantasize about me."Somehow I needed to tell her. I spilled it out as she moaned and begged for Bobby to fuck her harder."I have Tina; you are so beautiful I can't help it; .I have jacked off to you so; " I felt myself tighten and knew I would cum very soon. "I; thank you; you; ." I started to shoot. Some of my cum shot up to her tits. Tina smirked as she saw but she was also bucking her ass into Bobby, taking him deeper and making sure he would also cum.When Bobby was finished with her he pulled out and Tina collapsed back into my lap. I held her gratefully, stroking her leg and feeling her breathe heavily. Her face looked almost innocent, but them I looked at the sweat and cum on her chest. She shifted a little in my lap and I felt my cock stir just a little.Tina kissed my cheek sweetly and put her head on my shoulder, "We can keep this our little secret Uncle Jack."By writemarksmith for Literotica.

This week on The Mama Shrink Podcast, we're talking about one of the hardest, most painful truths: You can't make someone change if they don't want to. You can love them. Beg them. Do everything “right.” But if they're not willing to change, nothing will change.

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 Megan At the Sex Shop: Part 2 Megan's Day 2 at Adult Store.Based on posts by p Sullivan 2 22 22, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Megan spread out all her purchases on the bed. She wanted to wear something for her second day that would show that she is daring, and she is sexy, and she is confident, and she is pushing her sexuality forward."Something short, something tight, and something just a little transparent" thought Megan.Right there on the bed, right in front of her, was the perfect dress. It was the kind of dress that would definitely prove that she is confident. It was a rainbow-colored fishnet mesh chemise. The fishnet holes were large enough, where everything was on display, so Megan decided to wear a proper bra and panties with it. She still wanted something cute so settled on little thin boy shorts and a little thin strapless tube bra. Completing the outfit was the stripper heels.Megan looked as herself in the mirror, turning from side to side, checking how her ass looked."She was a stripper", there was no doubt in her mind. "Anyone seeing her in this outfit, would assume she is going to work, pole dancing and grinding her ass."Megan walked into the store right on time, Lauren immediately saw her."Megan, oh my god, you look amazing. Damn you look so sexy. I love this dress on you. "Megan couldn't be happier, she did a little turn, showing off other parts of the dress."I thought I would show you my new confidence.""I love it, but I would have to say that the bra gives you away. This dress should be worn without one. "Megan couldn't believe it. Without the bra, in this fishnet dress, she would be topless."Megan, lets continue with your probation tasks. You did great yesterday. So, for today, let's start with something similar of greeting customers. You want all the customers to feel welcome and safe, and show your confidence and that this is a sexy and safe place. ""Yes, Absolutely" responded Megan."Wonderful, this is your outfit. I think it would be wonderful to also showcase some of the cloths we sell here, so it's a double win: making customers feel comfortable and showing the types of outfits we sell.""Go ahead and change here, we've all already seen everything" said Lauren smiling, and watching Megan.Megan felt herself going into that horny autopilot mode, her head shutting off and handing the controls to her cunt. She pulled the fishnet chemise off, followed by the bra, and then pulled the boy shorts down and off her legs. She stood naked in-front of Lauren, in the middle of an adult toy store, in between aisles full of dildos and vibrators. Not wanting to delay much longer, she opened the larger of the packages, and pulled out a tiny hot pink g string. The front had a little lacy triangle, and the back was just a tiny pink string. The second package to Megan's shock just contained nipple pasties with little tassels, also pink.Megan felt like such a whore. High platform stripper heels, a tiny hot pink-g string with a little lacy triangle barely covering anything and the pink tassels on her large tits."Wonderful" exclaimed Lauren. "You look so hot. So, try to practice with the tassels when you're greeting customers. Ideally, you should be able to make the tassels spin by shaking your tits. And dear, don't forget. Your job is to help the customers. So whatever they need, is top priority."Megan could only nod her head in agreement, too embarrassed to speak.Very soon Megan really got into the grove. All the customers were so nice. She even forgot how naked and embarrassed she was. Some customers wanted to take a picture with her. Everyone loved when she tried to make the tassels spin and failed. Everyone would laugh, and cheer her on.A lot of the customers were also very touchy and feely, giving her hugs for just saying welcome to the store. A few times, she felt their hands on her ass, giving her ass cheeks a squeeze. And it wasn't even just men, a lot of women did it too."Excuse me, Miss. Do you work here, would you be able to help me find something."Megan startled, turned to the woman speaking. She was in her early 30s, wearing a professional dress pants and white shirt, like a power woman business suit."Yes, of course. My name is Megan. I am new here, but I would love to try to help you find what you're looking for.""This is a little embarrassing, and I thought you would be the perfect person to help, well, because you seem so confident. Me and my husband are thinking of trying a little BDSM play, like little impact play, maybe some whips or something like that. I don't really know anything about whips, maybe you can help me select one. My name is Michelle by the way, and it is wonderful to meet you, Megan.""We have a wide selection of various toys. The section is right this way. We have all types of riding crops, paddles, various whips and floggers. " Megan was walking and trying to recite all the things she memorized."Here we are, so we have.; eh, different paddles. Those are leather, and wooden ones. We also have some fun ones, like these with the word slut on them. And here, we have the different floggers. You can see the tips are a little different for different sensations." Megan was trying to sound like she knew what she was talking about, just describing what was in front of her, and hoping Michelle just selects one."Megan, dear. I don't really know what to pick. How do all these different things feel.""Eh; I actually only know how the riding crop feels" said Megan a little sheepishly thinking back on when Mistress Molly used it on her cunt."What would be really helpful, if maybe I can try some of these out and then you can tell me how they compare. It would be so helpful.""Ah; well; I mean; I was told to do anything to help the customers. ok. I guess that would be ok" responded Megan not really certain what she was agreeing to."Wonderful, if you could maybe get on all fours and just stick your ass out a bit, give me something to aim for," said Michelle.Megan did as she was told. She got on all fours on the floor, her tits hanging down, the tassels almost touching the floor. She spread her legs a little. Anyone standing behind her would see everything. She felt herself getting wet.Michelle selected one of the leather paddles and positioned herself behind Megan.Megan felt the leather paddle edge move across her cunt. Megan held her breath."Megan, dear, you're really wet." said Michelle, while slowly moving the edge of the paddle, letting it just scrap across Megan's outer cunt lips. She then used the same edge to slightly push the edge in, separating the lips open. Megan just moaned in response."Does it turn you on to be so exposed and used" asked Michelle, while continuing to tease with the paddle."yes" was the only answer Megan could give. She felt her body reacting, betraying her, her ass moving in tedium with the paddle, wanting more contact."Do you think I should stick the handle inside you, and fuck you with it." asked Michelle."Fuck.; yes" moaned Megan breathlessly.Michelle used that moment to give Megan's ass a hard spank with the paddle. Megan let out an involuntarily yelp."Megan, you can't make any noises or everyone in the store will hear you and you will have a very big audience. Although, I think maybe you would want that, having all those people watching you get spanked, do you want that." Michelle teased Megan's cunt lips with the edge of the paddle, letting the edge press into her lips, and glide up and down, pushing the lips a little open.The leather grinding against her cunt lips was driving Megan crazy. Michelle was stopping just before the clit."I think you want all those people to see. I can see how wet you are, how much your cunt needs it. "Megan didn't answer, she was so focused on the feeling of the leather handle grinding against her cunt lips. Michelle gave her ass another hard spank, causing Megan to yelp again."We really can't have that" Michelle grabbed a nearby realistic sized dildo and pushed it into Megan's move. She moved it in and out a bit, fucking Megan's mouth with it."I think that should keep you quite, while we continue. Just keep sucking it. I bet you suck a lot of cocks, so this should be natural. "Michelle got up and left Megan on the floor, with a dildo sticking out of her mouth, her g string to the side, her cunt wide open, and leaking."Let's see, what shall we try next" Michelle looked at the large selection in front of her. "How about a flogger.""Ok Megan, let me know how this flogger compares." Michelle swung the flogger aiming for Megan's cunt. Megan's body spasmed and her yelp got muffled by the dildo."Oh, that produced quite a reaction."Michelle swung again; causing Megan to spasm and moan hard into the dildo.Michelle walked around to face Megan."So, how does the paddle compare with the flogger and to your prior experience with the riding crop. Your cunt is dripping wet, so I think you loved it, but which one was better you think" Michelle asked Megan.Megan's face was flushed red from combination of stimulation, adrenaline, humiliation, and just being incredibly horny.Megan could only mumble as the dildo was still in hear mouth."So, unfortunately, I need to get back to work. But thank you so much for helping me" and with that Michelle left, leaving Megan on the floor on all fours, ass up, thong to the side, dildo in her mouth."Megan, what in the world are you doing" it was Lauren coming around the aisle, finding Megan in that compromising position.Megan still had the dildo in her mouth, so was unable to answer. And the shock of being found like this, just made her freeze, so she didn't really think of removing the dildo, and just stayed still."You must be so horny. But, Megan, you are still on the clock, so you will need to play with yourself after you're done with work, not during. ok. good. I actually need your help. This will count towards the tasks you need to do. We have a regular livestream, where we talk about sexual empowerment, give sex advice, show how different toys are used, that kind of thing. Come on, get up, everyone is waiting."Megan finally stood up, and then pulled the dildo out of her mouth."Megan, your thong is to the side, I can see your wet cunt. Also, the nipple pasties are loose, your nipple is showing. " Lauren said while looking at Megan critically, evaluating how she looked.Lauren led Megan to the back of the store. There were 2 men there, fiddling with various video equipment."This is Megan. She will be our star. And this is Mike, our cameraman, and his assistant José." said Lauren."Megan, go ahead and take everything off" continued Lauren."First, you will do a little intro, like your name, introduce our company and brand, etcetera; and then we will do some demo of products, José will help."Megan pulled down her little g string thong, and gently peeled off the nipple pasties. The two men stopped what they were doing and just watched her strip."José, go ahead with the prep."José walked over eyeing Megan critically, evaluating."Let's see if we can make the nipples a little harder." Without waiting for an answer, José grabbed both nipples with his fingers, squeezed them hard, and pulled them forward.Megan gasped in surprise and stimulation. José ignored Megan's response and continued his assault on her nipples, pulling and squeezing."Nipple's look better. cunt; hmm.; let's see if we can open it up a little, make it look hungry. " Without waiting or asking, José moved his hand to Megan's cunt, releasing her nipples. He pulled her lips open, played with her clit, even pushed a finger inside her causing Megan to moan loudly. The whole time Jose was completely ignoring Megan, just doing what he wanted."Alright boss, cunt is ready" José reviewed his work once more and then left Megan standing there, used, confused and horny.Mike was ready with the camera."Megan, we are on. Go. "That snapped Megan out of her horny daze."Hi, my name is Megan, and this is the adult emporium. We have a large selection of items for all your pleasure needs. Today, I will show you some of my favorite toys that are available for sale."Mike signaled to José, mouthing "you're up."José walked up to Megan and facing the camera, produced a stainless-steel metal anal plug with a little pink jewel at the head."This is a medium sized training anal plug. What we find best is to use the natural cunt juices as lubricant, but we do sell an assortment of lubricants that can also be used."José just turned to Megan and unceremoniously pushed the whole toy inside her cunt. Megan moaned from the penetration and embarrassment. She was being penetrated live, on-camera to who knows how many people watching. José pushed the toy in and out, and turned it from side to side, making sure the entire toy is properly coated with Megan's juices."That looks good. Megan, here, is very wet." José pulled the toy out."Megan, please turn around and bend over, so the audience can properly see how we plug your ass. "Megan did as she was told. She was in a horny daze, like a horny autopilot. She turned, then bent over at her waist, and spread her legs wide, directly exposing her cunt and ass to the camera.Standing to the side of Megan, so as not to block the view, José started to push the plug in."Megan, please look at the camera, so everyone can see your face as we plug your ass."Megan turned her face to the camera. Not really knowing what was expected, she smiled at the camera just as José started pushing the plug in, and then Megan involuntarily moaned semi-closing her eyes."That went in so easily. Megan is very loose." commented José facing the camera.Mike signaled for the next scene.José gave Megan a spank on her ass. "Megan, turn around.""The next product we want to show is a simple dildo. This one is made from silicon, 6 inches and a reasonable girth. Nothing too crazy. " José smiled at the camera."Megan is already very wet, so we don't need any lubricant. We can just slide this big boy in." Jose turned to Megan, and simply started pushing the dildo inside her. He pushed about 5 inches deep and then tested that the dildo was securely stuck inside Megan. "Megan make sure this doesn't slide out, use your cunt muscles to hold it inside."

 Megan At the Sex Shop: Part 2 Megan's Day 2 at Adult Store.Based on posts by p Sullivan 2 22 22, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Megan spread out all her purchases on the bed. She wanted to wear something for her second day that would show that she is daring, and she is sexy, and she is confident, and she is pushing her sexuality forward."Something short, something tight, and something just a little transparent" thought Megan.Right there on the bed, right in front of her, was the perfect dress. It was the kind of dress that would definitely prove that she is confident. It was a rainbow-colored fishnet mesh chemise. The fishnet holes were large enough, where everything was on display, so Megan decided to wear a proper bra and panties with it. She still wanted something cute so settled on little thin boy shorts and a little thin strapless tube bra. Completing the outfit was the stripper heels.Megan looked as herself in the mirror, turning from side to side, checking how her ass looked."She was a stripper", there was no doubt in her mind. "Anyone seeing her in this outfit, would assume she is going to work, pole dancing and grinding her ass."Megan walked into the store right on time, Lauren immediately saw her."Megan, oh my god, you look amazing. Damn you look so sexy. I love this dress on you. "Megan couldn't be happier, she did a little turn, showing off other parts of the dress."I thought I would show you my new confidence.""I love it, but I would have to say that the bra gives you away. This dress should be worn without one. "Megan couldn't believe it. Without the bra, in this fishnet dress, she would be topless."Megan, lets continue with your probation tasks. You did great yesterday. So, for today, let's start with something similar of greeting customers. You want all the customers to feel welcome and safe, and show your confidence and that this is a sexy and safe place. ""Yes, Absolutely" responded Megan."Wonderful, this is your outfit. I think it would be wonderful to also showcase some of the cloths we sell here, so it's a double win: making customers feel comfortable and showing the types of outfits we sell.""Go ahead and change here, we've all already seen everything" said Lauren smiling, and watching Megan.Megan felt herself going into that horny autopilot mode, her head shutting off and handing the controls to her cunt. She pulled the fishnet chemise off, followed by the bra, and then pulled the boy shorts down and off her legs. She stood naked in-front of Lauren, in the middle of an adult toy store, in between aisles full of dildos and vibrators. Not wanting to delay much longer, she opened the larger of the packages, and pulled out a tiny hot pink g string. The front had a little lacy triangle, and the back was just a tiny pink string. The second package to Megan's shock just contained nipple pasties with little tassels, also pink.Megan felt like such a whore. High platform stripper heels, a tiny hot pink-g string with a little lacy triangle barely covering anything and the pink tassels on her large tits."Wonderful" exclaimed Lauren. "You look so hot. So, try to practice with the tassels when you're greeting customers. Ideally, you should be able to make the tassels spin by shaking your tits. And dear, don't forget. Your job is to help the customers. So whatever they need, is top priority."Megan could only nod her head in agreement, too embarrassed to speak.Very soon Megan really got into the grove. All the customers were so nice. She even forgot how naked and embarrassed she was. Some customers wanted to take a picture with her. Everyone loved when she tried to make the tassels spin and failed. Everyone would laugh, and cheer her on.A lot of the customers were also very touchy and feely, giving her hugs for just saying welcome to the store. A few times, she felt their hands on her ass, giving her ass cheeks a squeeze. And it wasn't even just men, a lot of women did it too."Excuse me, Miss. Do you work here, would you be able to help me find something."Megan startled, turned to the woman speaking. She was in her early 30s, wearing a professional dress pants and white shirt, like a power woman business suit."Yes, of course. My name is Megan. I am new here, but I would love to try to help you find what you're looking for.""This is a little embarrassing, and I thought you would be the perfect person to help, well, because you seem so confident. Me and my husband are thinking of trying a little BDSM play, like little impact play, maybe some whips or something like that. I don't really know anything about whips, maybe you can help me select one. My name is Michelle by the way, and it is wonderful to meet you, Megan.""We have a wide selection of various toys. The section is right this way. We have all types of riding crops, paddles, various whips and floggers. " Megan was walking and trying to recite all the things she memorized."Here we are, so we have.; eh, different paddles. Those are leather, and wooden ones. We also have some fun ones, like these with the word slut on them. And here, we have the different floggers. You can see the tips are a little different for different sensations." Megan was trying to sound like she knew what she was talking about, just describing what was in front of her, and hoping Michelle just selects one."Megan, dear. I don't really know what to pick. How do all these different things feel.""Eh; I actually only know how the riding crop feels" said Megan a little sheepishly thinking back on when Mistress Molly used it on her cunt."What would be really helpful, if maybe I can try some of these out and then you can tell me how they compare. It would be so helpful.""Ah; well; I mean; I was told to do anything to help the customers. ok. I guess that would be ok" responded Megan not really certain what she was agreeing to."Wonderful, if you could maybe get on all fours and just stick your ass out a bit, give me something to aim for," said Michelle.Megan did as she was told. She got on all fours on the floor, her tits hanging down, the tassels almost touching the floor. She spread her legs a little. Anyone standing behind her would see everything. She felt herself getting wet.Michelle selected one of the leather paddles and positioned herself behind Megan.Megan felt the leather paddle edge move across her cunt. Megan held her breath."Megan, dear, you're really wet." said Michelle, while slowly moving the edge of the paddle, letting it just scrap across Megan's outer cunt lips. She then used the same edge to slightly push the edge in, separating the lips open. Megan just moaned in response."Does it turn you on to be so exposed and used" asked Michelle, while continuing to tease with the paddle."yes" was the only answer Megan could give. She felt her body reacting, betraying her, her ass moving in tedium with the paddle, wanting more contact."Do you think I should stick the handle inside you, and fuck you with it." asked Michelle."Fuck.; yes" moaned Megan breathlessly.Michelle used that moment to give Megan's ass a hard spank with the paddle. Megan let out an involuntarily yelp."Megan, you can't make any noises or everyone in the store will hear you and you will have a very big audience. Although, I think maybe you would want that, having all those people watching you get spanked, do you want that." Michelle teased Megan's cunt lips with the edge of the paddle, letting the edge press into her lips, and glide up and down, pushing the lips a little open.The leather grinding against her cunt lips was driving Megan crazy. Michelle was stopping just before the clit."I think you want all those people to see. I can see how wet you are, how much your cunt needs it. "Megan didn't answer, she was so focused on the feeling of the leather handle grinding against her cunt lips. Michelle gave her ass another hard spank, causing Megan to yelp again."We really can't have that" Michelle grabbed a nearby realistic sized dildo and pushed it into Megan's move. She moved it in and out a bit, fucking Megan's mouth with it."I think that should keep you quite, while we continue. Just keep sucking it. I bet you suck a lot of cocks, so this should be natural. "Michelle got up and left Megan on the floor, with a dildo sticking out of her mouth, her g string to the side, her cunt wide open, and leaking."Let's see, what shall we try next" Michelle looked at the large selection in front of her. "How about a flogger.""Ok Megan, let me know how this flogger compares." Michelle swung the flogger aiming for Megan's cunt. Megan's body spasmed and her yelp got muffled by the dildo."Oh, that produced quite a reaction."Michelle swung again; causing Megan to spasm and moan hard into the dildo.Michelle walked around to face Megan."So, how does the paddle compare with the flogger and to your prior experience with the riding crop. Your cunt is dripping wet, so I think you loved it, but which one was better you think" Michelle asked Megan.Megan's face was flushed red from combination of stimulation, adrenaline, humiliation, and just being incredibly horny.Megan could only mumble as the dildo was still in hear mouth."So, unfortunately, I need to get back to work. But thank you so much for helping me" and with that Michelle left, leaving Megan on the floor on all fours, ass up, thong to the side, dildo in her mouth."Megan, what in the world are you doing" it was Lauren coming around the aisle, finding Megan in that compromising position.Megan still had the dildo in her mouth, so was unable to answer. And the shock of being found like this, just made her freeze, so she didn't really think of removing the dildo, and just stayed still."You must be so horny. But, Megan, you are still on the clock, so you will need to play with yourself after you're done with work, not during. ok. good. I actually need your help. This will count towards the tasks you need to do. We have a regular livestream, where we talk about sexual empowerment, give sex advice, show how different toys are used, that kind of thing. Come on, get up, everyone is waiting."Megan finally stood up, and then pulled the dildo out of her mouth."Megan, your thong is to the side, I can see your wet cunt. Also, the nipple pasties are loose, your nipple is showing. " Lauren said while looking at Megan critically, evaluating how she looked.Lauren led Megan to the back of the store. There were 2 men there, fiddling with various video equipment."This is Megan. She will be our star. And this is Mike, our cameraman, and his assistant José." said Lauren."Megan, go ahead and take everything off" continued Lauren."First, you will do a little intro, like your name, introduce our company and brand, etcetera; and then we will do some demo of products, José will help."Megan pulled down her little g string thong, and gently peeled off the nipple pasties. The two men stopped what they were doing and just watched her strip."José, go ahead with the prep."José walked over eyeing Megan critically, evaluating."Let's see if we can make the nipples a little harder." Without waiting for an answer, José grabbed both nipples with his fingers, squeezed them hard, and pulled them forward.Megan gasped in surprise and stimulation. José ignored Megan's response and continued his assault on her nipples, pulling and squeezing."Nipple's look better. cunt; hmm.; let's see if we can open it up a little, make it look hungry. " Without waiting or asking, José moved his hand to Megan's cunt, releasing her nipples. He pulled her lips open, played with her clit, even pushed a finger inside her causing Megan to moan loudly. The whole time Jose was completely ignoring Megan, just doing what he wanted."Alright boss, cunt is ready" José reviewed his work once more and then left Megan standing there, used, confused and horny.Mike was ready with the camera."Megan, we are on. Go. "That snapped Megan out of her horny daze."Hi, my name is Megan, and this is the adult emporium. We have a large selection of items for all your pleasure needs. Today, I will show you some of my favorite toys that are available for sale."Mike signaled to José, mouthing "you're up."José walked up to Megan and facing the camera, produced a stainless-steel metal anal plug with a little pink jewel at the head."This is a medium sized training anal plug. What we find best is to use the natural cunt juices as lubricant, but we do sell an assortment of lubricants that can also be used."José just turned to Megan and unceremoniously pushed the whole toy inside her cunt. Megan moaned from the penetration and embarrassment. She was being penetrated live, on-camera to who knows how many people watching. José pushed the toy in and out, and turned it from side to side, making sure the entire toy is properly coated with Megan's juices."That looks good. Megan, here, is very wet." José pulled the toy out."Megan, please turn around and bend over, so the audience can properly see how we plug your ass. "Megan did as she was told. She was in a horny daze, like a horny autopilot. She turned, then bent over at her waist, and spread her legs wide, directly exposing her cunt and ass to the camera.Standing to the side of Megan, so as not to block the view, José started to push the plug in."Megan, please look at the camera, so everyone can see your face as we plug your ass."Megan turned her face to the camera. Not really knowing what was expected, she smiled at the camera just as José started pushing the plug in, and then Megan involuntarily moaned semi-closing her eyes."That went in so easily. Megan is very loose." commented José facing the camera.Mike signaled for the next scene.José gave Megan a spank on her ass. "Megan, turn around.""The next product we want to show is a simple dildo. This one is made from silicon, 6 inches and a reasonable girth. Nothing too crazy. " José smiled at the camera."Megan is already very wet, so we don't need any lubricant. We can just slide this big boy in." Jose turned to Megan, and simply started pushing the dildo inside her. He pushed about 5 inches deep and then tested that the dildo was securely stuck inside Megan. "Megan make sure this doesn't slide out, use your cunt muscles to hold it inside."

***Guest AppearanceCredits to:https://www.youtube.com/@EG_Developer "The Art of Raising Capital"https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oo0HNrZOvtI If you're a real estate investor or developer wrestling with the age-old question—how do I find funding for my deals?—You're not alone. Most of us start in the same place: we turn to banks, endure rigorous credit checks, and cross our fingers that the funds come through. But as veteran investor Jay Conner shared in his interview with Eugene Gershman, there's a better way: Raising Private Money.In this episode, we'll break down Jay's method for leveraging private lenders—a system that not only allows you to fund deals quickly but puts you firmly in the driver's seat.The Bank Shutdown That Sparked a ChangeJay's journey into private money began out of necessity. For years, he'd relied on banks, but in 2009, his line of credit was abruptly closed. With deals under contract and no financing in sight, he asked himself, “Who do I know that can help?” That call led him to the world of private money, where individuals, often using their retirement funds, can invest in real estate for higher, safer returns.Don't Beg for Money: Teach InsteadOne of Jay's core philosophies? Don't chase money—attract it by teaching. Instead of pitching individual deals with desperation, Jay developed a private money “program.” He educated potential lenders on what private money is, how it works, and why it's mutually beneficial—all before bringing any specific investment opportunity to the table.By wearing his “teacher hat,” he positioned himself as a knowledgeable, trustworthy guide rather than someone begging for help. This simple shift allowed him to raise over $2 million in 90 days.The Secret: Separate the Funding Conversation from the DealJay Conner emphasizes that the worst time to raise money is when you need it urgently for a deal; desperation has a scent that savvy investors can detect. Instead, he recommends cultivating interest in your program beforehand. Explain your investment approach, outline your terms (like 8-10% interest, first or second lien position, borrowing up to 75% of after-repair value), and show potential lenders how their money is protected.When a deal arises, you call with “great news”—not a desperate plea. The money is already pledged, and investors are ready and waiting.Indirect Outreach: Ask for Referrals, Not FundsA genius part of Jay's approach is the indirect ask. Rather than pitching investments directly, he'd connect with well-networked locals (like the town's original Zenith TV dealer!), share that he's helping people earn high rates of return, and ask for referrals. More often than not, people would express interest themselves or spread the word to their circles.This reflective, relationship-driven technique allowed Jay to build a network of 47 private lenders, most of whom had never even heard of private money lending before he educated them.Scaling Up: From Small Deals to MillionsIs this approach scalable? Absolutely. Whether you need $500,000 or $10 million, Jay's model works by adapting your outreach. For example, he's raised nearly a million dollars in a single luncheon by teaching his program to a room of community influencers. He regularly uses presentations, podcasts, and word-of-mouth to reach potential lenders, rather than relying solely on one-on-one conversations.The Role of Self-Directed IRAsA powerful hack in the private money world is using self-directed IRAs. Many investors have retirement funds languishing with low returns. By educating them on how to use these funds for private lending, J

Hot sex to go with that hot wax. by ClochardCeleste, listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. We pulled in to the gas station and he put the truck in park. “You want to tell me we're at a gas station at one in the morning instead of in bed at my apartment?” I pointed to the long, squat building adjacent to the gas station, its drive-in conveyorized tunnel car wash. I'd done a little recon on it, knew how it ran, knew all the levels of service it provided, and knew exactly how long the Ultimate Supreme Wash Plus service lasted. I'd run my own car through it last week. I knew that in exactly eight minutes your car got the Simoniz double bond, the wheel brite brake dust cleaner, the tire shine, UV protectant triple foam polish, and a hot wax and shine treatment.“We never get each other alone like this, and you want to spend our time getting the truck washed?” “Come on,” I said. “No one's in line.” He shook his head, but put the truck in drive again and steered it into the entrance bay. As I looked over at him scanning the instructions on the payment console, my body was already tensing up in anticipation. “Ultimate Supreme Wash Plus,” I said. He grinned at me. “Are you telling me my truck is filthy?” No, I wanted to say, I'm telling you that I am. A minute later, the door to the wash slowly opened and he drove his truck onto the conveyor. The candy-colored lights on the entrance arch blinked, encouraging us to drive forward. Forceful sprays of pre-wash and water hit the undercarriage. As he concentrated on getting the truck in just the right spot on the conveyor, I quietly unbuckled my seat belt. As soon as the door closed behind us, I'd only have eight minutes. A loud buzzer sounded and the lights on the arch glowed red. As the door squealed shut behind us, he put the truck in park and looked over at me. “You're acting very weird.” “Put your seat back,” I said. “All the way back.” The way he looked at me, I knew he was starting to understand. He did as I said. “Now push the steering wheel all the way up.” He did this, too. Then I crawled across the center console and straddled him. I pulled my shirt over my head and leaned into him. Putting my lips on his ear, I whispered, “I'm going to make you feel so good.” I could feel his heart thundering in his chest; between my legs, his cock was already hard. Slipping off him, and onto my knees, I was grateful for the roominess of his F150, and also grateful, for once, for my petite stature. I could feel the reverberations of the undercarriage wash as I knelt there, running my hands up the inside of his thighs. I let my fingers dance ever so lightly over the crotch of his track pants, his hard cock making the fabric taut. He laid his head back on the headrest and I heard him take several deep breaths. I reached up into his waistband and pulled his cock out. I ran my tongue around the tip, licking up the glistening pre-cum. I took him in my mouth, sucking just a little at first, and flicking the tip of my tongue against the underside of the head. I felt his hand in my hair, gently pushing it away from my face so he could watch me as I sucked him. I leaned forward and took more of him in my warm mouth, working my way down his shaft until I had taken his entire length and I could feel him at the back of my throat. I pulled back a little and let my tongue run along the throbbing vein that ran the length of his cock. His groan turned me on so much that I could feel my pussy start to pulse. “Look at me as you work that cock,” he whispered. I lifted my eyes to his face with his cock in my mouth. The way he looked down at me made me so hot that I reached down under my skirt and ran my fingers over my pussy. They came away wet. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and moved my mouth up and down his length, increasing my suction and letting my tongue swirl against the underside of his shaft. At the same time, with my other hand, I put my finger deep into my pussy and used my thumb to rub my clit. The sounds he made as I pleasured him were such a turn-on. I was so wet I couldn't even finger-fuck myself properly. Suddenly, the windows went opaque with cream-colored cleanser and I saw we were headed for the rolling brushes. Six minutes left. I climbed back onto him, but was surprised when he reached down and pressed the button to recline the seat flat. As it went horizontal, he edged himself away from under me and pointed to the seat. “Lie down and scoot up. It's my turn. I want to eat that little pussy right now.” This wasn't part of the plan. This was going to be me pleasuring him for the length of time it took to get a car washed. And besides, I didn't think we had time for this detour, considering the different ways I wanted to fuck him before the car wash was over. But the way he looked at me, I didn't waste a moment scrambling up the seat so that I could rest my elbows on the back seat. He pushed my skirt above my hips and lifted me so that my knees were on his shoulders. Then he edged my thighs open with his head. The moment his lips touched my pussy, I had to stop myself from grinding myself into his face. As the rollers rocked the car back and forth, he ran his tongue first down one side of my clit, then down the other. Then he let it run gently over the top and I felt like I was going to come right then. Being inside a private, enclosed space, with the roar of car wash implements in the background, stripped away my inhibitions, and instead of biting back my sounds of pleasure, I let them come. “I love the way you sound when you're getting fucked,” he said. “Put your fingers in me,” I said breathlessly. “Fuck me with your fingers as you eat me out.” He immediately put a finger in me, but it wasn't enough–I needed more. He pulled out and worked two in. That was better. He leaned back into me and bathed my clit with his tongue as he thrust his fingers in and out. I opened my legs wider and wider until I had one foot on the driver's side window and the other on the dashboard. He looked so good between my thighs. I moved against his fingers, my pussy gripping them tight. “That is so fucking good,” I panted. The car lurched forward and was doused in an enormous splash of water, sending the creamy foam streaming down the windows. I realized we were now in the UV foam wash. We had four minutes left. He drew back and wiped his mouth with a handful of fabric from my skirt, and laughed. “You are dripping.” I pulled his head to mine. “I want you in my pussy right now.” He grinned at me and ran his tongue over the edge of his front teeth in that way that drove me insane and I felt myself on the edge of losing control. “Then I want that bra off,” he said. I've never taken a bra off so fast. His hot tongue was on my nipple in a second, and I could feel the stimulation as keenly as if he'd been licking my clit. I groaned and opened my legs wide again, raising my hips to meet his hard cock. “Please fuck me now.” He guided himself into my tight cunt slowly at first and he felt so good that I tried to pull him in the rest of the way, but he pinned my arm against the seat and tortured me by making me take him inch by inch. With my free arm, I reached down for my clit. “I am going to come so hard on your cock, daddy.” He gave me that sexy grin again. “Oh, are you going to come on my cock?” “Yes, Daddy.” He pushed himself deeper into me, and a look of pure pleasure crossed his face. “Oh my god,” he groaned. The soap rained down the sides of the window as the car was jostled by the foam brushes. He pulled back a little so he could watch his thick cock moving in and out of my pussy. I kept playing with myself as he fucked me. “That's right, rub that clit while I fuck your tight little pussy.” He released my arm and pushed my right leg up so that it was on his shoulder. “Can I fuck you harder?” “Daddy, you can do anything you want to this pussy.” He started pounding me so hard I couldn't tell if the truck was rocking from the foam brushes or from us. Water flowed down the windows again as the conveyor moved the truck forward, and I saw, for the first time, a security camera trained on the belt. I don't know why I hadn't even considered this possibility–I seized up a little, and he noticed. “What's wrong?” I pointed to the camera, and he wrenched around to look at it. “What if someone's watching us right now?“He ran his hand over my breasts and tweaked my nipple. “You mean, what if the night clerk is in the back room, watching us on the security feed right now?” I nodded. He started fucking me again, this time with slow, deep, long strokes. “If he's watching you get your pussy pounded like this,” he whispered in my ear, “then he's stroking his cock.” The idea of another man jerking himself off as he watched me get fucked was such a turn-on–I pictured him standing in front of the closed-circuit TV, spitting in his hand, and then jerking off his stiff cock as he watched another man get his cock off in my pussy. “That's so hot,” I whispered. “You like that, baby?” he growled, speeding up his thrusts. “Yeah, I know you want him to get himself off watching you get fucked so good.” This idea was so intensely hot that my orgasm crept up on me without warning. It bore down on me like a freight train; there was no way to stop it. I imagined the night clerk groaning as he stroked, watching me get fucked, then imagined his roar of pleasure as the cum exploded from his cock and streamed over his hand. My orgasm sent my body into a convulsion. “Fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming so fucking hard, oh my god, don't stop!” I clamped down on his hips with my thighs and my pussy throbbed. I threw my head back and cried out so loud that I was sure I could be heard over at the gas station. “God, I'm about to fill you up,” he said, as the truck lurched forward again, into the last segment of the wash, the hot wax. Though I was still swimming in the waves of pleasure from my orgasm, I put both hands on his chest and pushed him off me. We only had two minutes left. He looked down at me, confused. “What are you doing?” I pulled my legs up and flipped over so that I was lying on the inclined seat face-down. “I want you to finish in my ass.” I heard his sharp intake of breath behind me. He gently ran his hands across my buttocks. “Are you sure?” I looked over my shoulder at him, biting my lower lip. “What are you waiting for?” He fingered my pussy and used my post-orgasm wetness to lubricate my asshole, then pushed his cock back up my cunt to get it wet. As I watched the hot wax droplets sprinkle onto the rear windshield, he used his hand to push on the small of my back so my ass was raised up. I reached behind me and pulled my cheeks open so he could push the head of his cock inside me. He went slowly, pushing against the resistance, and for a moment, I couldn't imagine there was any way he could get his big cock inside that tiny hole. He reached underneath me and hooked his finger in my pussy while, with his other hand, he continued to thread his cock into my ass. I gasped as I began opening up to accommodate him–a strange sensation, edged with pain. I knew beyond it was an entirely different kind of pleasure, the kind that was impossible to put into words, but he had to push himself entirely inside my ass to get me there. He continued lubricating his shaft with my juices, easing his way into me. “Holy shit,” he groaned. I rocked my hips against him to take him those last couple inches, and finally I felt his body against my ass. He was balls-deep and slowly started working his cock in and out of my tight hole. He pushed my head down and tangled his fingers in my hair. “Beg for it,” he whispered. “Tell me how bad you need to get your ass fucked.” I clenched against his cock, barely able to speak. He pulled my hair harder. “Beg for it.” “Oh, daddy, I fucking need that cock in my ass.” He reached around beneath me and found my clit. He flicked it rhythmically in just the right place, faster and faster as he fucked me. The sensation was so good it was almost unbearable. I ground my hips against him. “Fuck yes,” he growled, “milk that cock.” I felt the truck come to stop on the belt. The air dryers roared on. I knew the door would be opening any moment. There couldn't be more than thirty seconds left before we were exposed to the world again. He took hold of the edge of the seat for leverage, using it to push himself as deep in my ass as he could go. “Right there,” he whispered. “Right…fucking…there. I'm gonna come, I'm gonna fucking come.” Hearing his voice, hoarse with pleasure that I was giving him, sent me careening toward the edge, and before I even understood what was happening, I was coming again, just as he exploded in me. He roared as he filled me up with his cum. I could see the tunnel growing lighter as the door slowly opened, but I could barely move; my legs were quivering. As the hum of the giant dryers ceased, he helped me sit up. The blinking lights of the exit arch lit up his face as he smiled down at me. He started to say something, then just shook his head, and tucked himself back into his track pants. As I pulled my shirt back on and smoothed my skirt, I could feel his cum dripping out of me, but I didn't care. I fell against the window like a rag doll. I was completely used up. He readjusted the driver's side seat and reset the rear-view mirror, which I'd kicked askew. The door was all the way open now, revealing the bays of fuel pumps and illuminated lottery signs. As he steered his truck out of the car wash and past the gas station, I saw a single figure in front of the window, watching us as we drove away. by ClochardCeleste for Literotica

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“During the time of us rehearsing (112), we would watch Jodeci, Boyz 2 Men, Blackstreet and we would say that was going to be us one day” ~ Q Parker of 112 Q Parker of the legendary R&B group 112 skips class with Lalaa Shepard of The Progress Report to speak about singing since age 4, discovering his voice at home with his mother, growing up COGIC in church, proud jock and scholar in High School, landing his record deal in the early 90s with Diddy, contract issues with 112 and eventually going solo, solo album ‘The MANual” which released in 2012, adjusting to the new era of music, legacy and writing songs, salutes Jagged Edge for staying together 20+ years, his 2024 single “Beg”, and plans for new music. 0:00 Q Parker Skipping Class drop 0:09 introduction 0:35 born and raised in Atlanta, GA (Cleveland Ave) 2:08 grew up COGIC in the church 2:34 first realizing he could sing at age 4 3:49 vocal development 4:30 teacher support/ parent support 5:05 played football, basketball, ran track, and played tennis as a kid 5:45 college or record deal 6:49 singing for Puffy 7:10 first thoughts meeting the other members of 112 and forming the group (Slim, Mike, and Daron) 9:10 getting kicked out of 112 9:50 the culture 10:15 secular music conflicting with church background 12:10 making subtle love music 13:30 hardships of being in a group and eventually going solo 15:54 Jagged Edge staying together 20+ years 16:33 solo album ‘The MANual” released 2012 18:00 112 talented vocalists 19:04 reassurance 19:30 adjusting to the new era of music 21:04 TikTok 22:22 112 music going viral 24:03 creating the ‘Bridge Project' during Covid to help artists come together/ artists being influenced by each other with R&B and gospel music 25:25 Brothers United of Atlanta project 25:50 giving back to the community 27:30 Q Parker Legacy Foundation 27:51 writing “I Should Have Cheated” for Keyshia Cole 28:33 other records written by Q Parker 28:47 Kevin Littles/ 112 sample 29:45 residual legacy income 31:33 thoughts on artists having to perform still/ RIP Angie Stone! 34:45 original contract issues with 112 35:52 importance of accolades 37:01 relationship with Jagged Edge 39:12 112 appearing on a 1996 episode of Moesha 41:07 new music and 2024 single “Beg” 43:33 wifey 43:45 what does our keyword “progress” mean to Q Parker Website: https://linktr.ee/TheProgressReportMediaGroup Listen to us on the Revolt Podcast Network: https://tr.ee/GxMmkTcj7o Listen to us on Apple Podcasts https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-progress-report-podcast/id1494070183 Listen to us on Spotify Podcasts https://open.spotify.com/show/5sBgF6wWa7NmHraP2QuBEv?si=a0f5f19b8a494fb5 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/qparker112/ https://www.instagram.com/lalaashep/ https://www.instagram.com/theprogressreport101/ https://www.instagram.com/tprmediagroup1/ Website: https://TPRMediaGroup.com #TheProgressReport #112 #QParker #Diddy #JaggedEdge #KeyshiaCole #LalaaShepard #SkippingClass #AngieStone

Der designierte neue Kulturstaatsminister Wolfram Weimer ist als Verleger vor allem für konservative Publizistik bekannt. Kritiker warnen vor möglichen Interessenkonflikten, Begünstigung der Verlegerlobby und zu wenig Verbindungen in die Kulturszene. Balzer, Vladimir www.deutschlandfunk.de, @mediasres

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**CUT TO:** INT. RACHEL DRATCH'S OFFICE - DAY RACHEL DRATCH (50s, comedic actress, eating a bagel) sits at her desk. The door bursts open and SCIENTIST 1 rushes in. SCIENTIST 1 Hey—uh— RACHEL DRATCH Rachel looks up, annoyed. RACHEL DRATCH What, dammit; what?! I just sat down with my bagel! SCIENTIST 1 I know but— I need your help— interpreting something? RACHEL DRATCH What is it? Gibberish? SCIENTIST 1 Not really, it's— RACHEL DRATCH I'm an expert in Gibberish— SCIENTIST 1 I know; but— RACHEL DRATCH Classical and neo-modern. SCIENTIST 1 Yeah, it's not that. RACHEL DRATCH What is it. SCIENTIST 1 Alien, I think. RACHEL DRATCH Which species. SCIENTIST 1 Species. RACHEL DRATCH WHICH— ugh— give me that! Rachel snatches a piece of paper from Scientist 1 and produces a MONOCLE, placing it on her eye. SCIENTIST 1 Since when did you get a monocle? RACHEL DRATCH since when we changed insurance companies which supplies said ‘monocologists' and covers such expenses sans-coh-pay. SCIENTIST 1 You mean copay? RACHEL DRATCH Shut up. Hm. Looks to be Unrealian in orgim but I could be mistaking this dialect. SCIENTIST 1 What. RACHEL DRATCH Could also possibly be AAHHMEK. SCIENTIST 1 Ahmek? RACHEL DRATCH Ano, AAAAH— nevermind. Is this an actual apostrophe? SCIENTIST 1 Beg your pardon. RACHEL DRATCH The apostrophe— is it human derived, or the human pseudo translation replacement for a afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh? SCIENTIST 1 Say again. RACHEL DRATCH Is it an actual apostrophe, or is the mark mean to insinuate the commonly used extraterrestrial character afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh? SCIENTIST 1 …I don't know. RACHEL DRATCH WELL, then—I'm afraid I can't help you until you forgive that out— SCIENTIST 1 What. RACHEL DRATCH Depending on what the mark is, those could be two veerrrrry different things. SCIENTIST 1 Would you just, RACHEL DRATCH Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to presume the consumption of my RAISINBagel. SCIENTIST 1 You know what. Scientist 1 stares at Rachel, exasperated. SCIENTIST 1 -_- -_- -_- …fine. Scientist 1 snatches the paper and walks away angrily. Rachel starts to schmear her bagel, mumbling to herself. RACHEL DRATCH —wants me to translate, but doesn't know the difference between an apostrophe, and a afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh. Please! **CUT TO BLACK.** Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019 ™ All Rights Reserved. C'cxell Soleïl

**CUT TO:** INT. RACHEL DRATCH'S OFFICE - DAY RACHEL DRATCH (50s, comedic actress, eating a bagel) sits at her desk. The door bursts open and SCIENTIST 1 rushes in. SCIENTIST 1 Hey—uh— RACHEL DRATCH Rachel looks up, annoyed. RACHEL DRATCH What, dammit; what?! I just sat down with my bagel! SCIENTIST 1 I know but— I need your help— interpreting something? RACHEL DRATCH What is it? Gibberish? SCIENTIST 1 Not really, it's— RACHEL DRATCH I'm an expert in Gibberish— SCIENTIST 1 I know; but— RACHEL DRATCH Classical and neo-modern. SCIENTIST 1 Yeah, it's not that. RACHEL DRATCH What is it. SCIENTIST 1 Alien, I think. RACHEL DRATCH Which species. SCIENTIST 1 Species. RACHEL DRATCH WHICH— ugh— give me that! Rachel snatches a piece of paper from Scientist 1 and produces a MONOCLE, placing it on her eye. SCIENTIST 1 Since when did you get a monocle? RACHEL DRATCH since when we changed insurance companies which supplies said ‘monocologists' and covers such expenses sans-coh-pay. SCIENTIST 1 You mean copay? RACHEL DRATCH Shut up. Hm. Looks to be Unrealian in orgim but I could be mistaking this dialect. SCIENTIST 1 What. RACHEL DRATCH Could also possibly be AAHHMEK. SCIENTIST 1 Ahmek? RACHEL DRATCH Ano, AAAAH— nevermind. Is this an actual apostrophe? SCIENTIST 1 Beg your pardon. RACHEL DRATCH The apostrophe— is it human derived, or the human pseudo translation replacement for a afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh? SCIENTIST 1 Say again. RACHEL DRATCH Is it an actual apostrophe, or is the mark mean to insinuate the commonly used extraterrestrial character afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh? SCIENTIST 1 …I don't know. RACHEL DRATCH WELL, then—I'm afraid I can't help you until you forgive that out— SCIENTIST 1 What. RACHEL DRATCH Depending on what the mark is, those could be two veerrrrry different things. SCIENTIST 1 Would you just, RACHEL DRATCH Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to presume the consumption of my RAISINBagel. SCIENTIST 1 You know what. Scientist 1 stares at Rachel, exasperated. SCIENTIST 1 -_- -_- -_- …fine. Scientist 1 snatches the paper and walks away angrily. Rachel starts to schmear her bagel, mumbling to herself. RACHEL DRATCH —wants me to translate, but doesn't know the difference between an apostrophe, and a afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh. Please! **CUT TO BLACK.** Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019 ™ All Rights Reserved. C'cxell Soleïl

**CUT TO:** INT. RACHEL DRATCH'S OFFICE - DAY RACHEL DRATCH (50s, comedic actress, eating a bagel) sits at her desk. The door bursts open and SCIENTIST 1 rushes in. SCIENTIST 1 Hey—uh— RACHEL DRATCH Rachel looks up, annoyed. RACHEL DRATCH What, dammit; what?! I just sat down with my bagel! SCIENTIST 1 I know but— I need your help— interpreting something? RACHEL DRATCH What is it? Gibberish? SCIENTIST 1 Not really, it's— RACHEL DRATCH I'm an expert in Gibberish— SCIENTIST 1 I know; but— RACHEL DRATCH Classical and neo-modern. SCIENTIST 1 Yeah, it's not that. RACHEL DRATCH What is it. SCIENTIST 1 Alien, I think. RACHEL DRATCH Which species. SCIENTIST 1 Species. RACHEL DRATCH WHICH— ugh— give me that! Rachel snatches a piece of paper from Scientist 1 and produces a MONOCLE, placing it on her eye. SCIENTIST 1 Since when did you get a monocle? RACHEL DRATCH since when we changed insurance companies which supplies said ‘monocologists' and covers such expenses sans-coh-pay. SCIENTIST 1 You mean copay? RACHEL DRATCH Shut up. Hm. Looks to be Unrealian in orgim but I could be mistaking this dialect. SCIENTIST 1 What. RACHEL DRATCH Could also possibly be AAHHMEK. SCIENTIST 1 Ahmek? RACHEL DRATCH Ano, AAAAH— nevermind. Is this an actual apostrophe? SCIENTIST 1 Beg your pardon. RACHEL DRATCH The apostrophe— is it human derived, or the human pseudo translation replacement for a afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh? SCIENTIST 1 Say again. RACHEL DRATCH Is it an actual apostrophe, or is the mark mean to insinuate the commonly used extraterrestrial character afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh? SCIENTIST 1 …I don't know. RACHEL DRATCH WELL, then—I'm afraid I can't help you until you forgive that out— SCIENTIST 1 What. RACHEL DRATCH Depending on what the mark is, those could be two veerrrrry different things. SCIENTIST 1 Would you just, RACHEL DRATCH Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to presume the consumption of my RAISINBagel. SCIENTIST 1 You know what. Scientist 1 stares at Rachel, exasperated. SCIENTIST 1 -_- -_- -_- …fine. Scientist 1 snatches the paper and walks away angrily. Rachel starts to schmear her bagel, mumbling to herself. RACHEL DRATCH —wants me to translate, but doesn't know the difference between an apostrophe, and a afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh. Please! **CUT TO BLACK.** Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019 ™ All Rights Reserved. C'cxell Soleïl

Thanks Donna for selecting today's drug name! She left a voicemail asking for pronunciation help via the contact page on my website https://www.thepharmacistsvoice.com.   In this episode, I divide Myrbetriq and mirabegron into syllables, tell you which syllables to emphasize, and share my sources. Written pronunciations are helpful! They are below and in the show notes on www.thepharmacistsvoice.com/podcast (select episode 326).    Myrbetriq = meer-BEH-trick Meer, like a mirror BEH, like Belize (a country in Central America)  Trick, like “Trick or Treat” Emphasize the middle syllable - BEH Sources: (1) Prescribing Information for Myrbetriq (patient information section) on the FDA's website, (2) ispot.tv, and (3) Myrbetriq's website https://www.myrbetriq.com/    Mirabegron = MIR-a-BEG-ron MIR, like a mirror A, which is a short “A” sound (uh) BEG, like a dog begs for a treat Ron, like Ron Weasley (Harry Potter's friend) Emphasize MIR and BEG. BEG gets the most emphasis.  Sources: MedlinePlus and the USP Dictionary Online    If you know someone who would like to learn how to say Myrbetriq or mirabegron, please share this episode with them. Subscribe for all future episodes. This podcast is on all major podcast players and YouTube. Popular links are below. ⬇️   Apple Podcasts   https://apple.co/42yqXOG  Spotify  https://spoti.fi/3qAk3uY  Amazon/Audible  https://adbl.co/43tM45P YouTube https://bit.ly/43Rnrjt   Recommend a drug name for this series via email: kim@thepharmacistsvoice.com or leave a voicemail message for me through the contact tab on my website https://www.thepharmacistsvoice.com.   ⭐️ Sign up for The Pharmacist's Voice ® monthly email newsletter! https://bit.ly/3AHJIaF   Host Background: Kim Newlove has been an Ohio pharmacist since 2001 (BS Pharm, Chem Minor). Her experience includes hospital, retail, compounding, and behavioral health. She is also an author, voice actor (medical narrator and audiobook narrator), podcast host, and consultant (audio production and podcasting).    Links from this episode  Prescribing information for Myrbetriq on FDA's website. (Accessed 4-17-25)  Myrbetriq commercial (ispot.tv) https://www.ispot.tv/ad/wcLD/myrbetriq-enough-is-enough Myrbetriq's website https://www.myrbetriq.com/ Mirabegron on MedlinePlus (accessed 4-17-25) https://medlineplus.gov/druginfo/meds/a612038.html USP Dictionary Online (Subscription-based resource)  USP Dictionary's pronunciation guide (Free resource, American Medical Association's website)  The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 324, Pronunciation Series Episode 52 (liraglutide)  The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 322, Pronunciation Series Episode 51 (ketamine) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 320, Pronunciation Series Episode 50 (Jantoven) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 318, Pronunciation Series Episode 49 (ipratropium) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 316, Pronunciation Series Episode 48 (hyoscyamine) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 313, Pronunciation Series Episode 47 (guaifenesin) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 311, Pronunciation Series Episode 46 (fluticasone) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 309, Pronunciation Series Episode 45 (empagliflozin) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 307, Pronunciation Series Episode 44 (dapagliflozin) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 304, Pronunciation Series Episode 43 (cetirizine)  The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 302, Pronunciation Series Episode 42 (buspirone)  The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 301, Pronunciation Series Episode 41 (azithromycin) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 298, Pronunciation Series Episode 40 (umeclidinium) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 296, Pronunciation Series Episode 39 (Januvia)  The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 294, Pronunciation Series Episode 38 (Yasmin) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 292, Pronunciation Series Episode 37 (Xanax, alprazolam) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 290, Pronunciation Series Episode 36 (quetiapine)  The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 287, pronunciation series ep 35 (bupropion) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 285, pronunciation series ep 34 (fentanyl) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Ep 281, Pronunciation Series Ep 33 levothyroxine (Synthroid) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast Ep 278, Pronunciation Series Ep 32 ondansetron (Zofran) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast Episode 276, pronunciation series episode 31 (tocilizumab-aazg) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast Episode 274, pronunciation series episode 30 (citalopram and escitalopram) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast Episode 272, pronunciation series episode 29 (losartan) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 269, pronunciation series episode 28 (tirzepatide) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 267, pronunciation series episode 27 (atorvastatin)  The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 265, pronunciation series episode 26 (omeprazole) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 263, pronunciation series episode 25 (PDE-5 inhibitors) The Pharmacist's Voice Podcast Episode 259, pronunciation series 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episode 198, pronunciation series episode 13 (carisoprodol) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 194, pronunciation series episode 12 (tianeptine) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 188, pronunciation series episode 11 (insulin icodec)  The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 184, pronunciation series episode 10 (phenytoin and isotretinoin) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 180, pronunciation series episode 9 Apretude® (cabotegravir) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 177, pronunciation series episode 8 (metoprolol)  The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 164, pronunciation series episode 7 (levetiracetam) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 159, pronunciation series episode 6 (talimogene laherparepvec or T-VEC)  The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 155, pronunciation series episode 5 Trulicity® (dulaglutide)  The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast episode 148, pronunciation series episode 4 Besponsa® (inotuzumab ozogamicin) The Pharmacist's Voice ® Podcast 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We had the pleasure of interviewing sym fera over Zoom video!Los Angeles-based sym fera are a duo that make atmospheric electronic rock music (reminiscent of early Nine Inch Nails) with an interesting twist - nobody knew who was in the band. This mysterious nature and captivating melodies had intrigued listeners, with their single 11/8 amassing over 400,000 streams. The song was also placed within the hit television series, Ozark, creating further interest in the band. The group recently released a remix package of 11/8 (orchestral and electronic remixes). sym fera recently  drop their newest single, ‘Beg'. At the same time as the release, they will reveal their identities (Nick Simmons – the son of Gene Simmons and Vinnie Ferra – co-founder of Beehive).Their first EP was released under State of The Art Records, helmed by Ian McEvily, Marc Jordan, and Mike Clemenza, who themselves did not know the real names of the band members before they made an offer to sign them. The reason for hiding their identities was to create a social experiment in a time when name and social following seem to be the most common reasons for artists to garner any support or movement early on. Would they be successful without using any industry ties? Could they break through the noise and garner a following without millions of followers? The answer is, yes. We want to hear from you! Please email Hello@BringinitBackwards.comwww.BringinitBackwards.com#podcast #interview #bringinbackpod #symfera #NickSimmons #VinnieFera #NewMusic #ZoomListen & Subscribe to BiBhttps://www.bringinitbackwards.com/followFollow our podcast on Instagram and Twitter! https://www.facebook.com/groups/bringinbackpodBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/bringin-it-backwards--4972373/support.

Send us a textGreeting PE Nation!In this episode I share my accidental invention of "Splatball," a creative PE game using water-filled tennis ball canisters that explode on impact. This game emerged while seeking wind-resistant alternatives to traditional bowling pins for outdoor play.• Game involves two teams trying to knock down opponent's water-filled canisters• Can be played with bowling balls, hockey sticks, or other equipment• Students whose pins get knocked down join offensive play so no one sits out• Works best outdoors where splashing water evaporates quickly• Various modifications possible based on age group and available spaceGrab the free Splatball PDF in the episode notes to try this game with your students, and check out the video link to see the game in action. Take care,DaveFREE Splatball PDFSplatball Video 1Splatball Video 2Join my Substack newsletter, where I share PE tips, games and strategies.***New FREE Video Course!!!***Beg, Borrow, Build and Steal ebook with links, Free game PDFs and my personal grant writing files: https://www.teacherspayteachers.com/Product/Beg-Borrow-Build-and-Steal-Equipment-13063549Become a guest on the show: podcast signup formFREE E-Book on setting up your PE programMy website: https://www.supersizedphysed.comGet my book: High Fives and Empowering Lives: A Physical Educator's Quest for ExcellencePaperback or download: HEREAmazon Ebook: HEREWebsite for the book: https://www.teacherchefhockeyplayerbook.com/

Hello Everyone!Have you ever felt invisible in ballet class, like no matter how hard you work, you're not getting the corrections or attention you hoped for? In this episode, we dive into why this happens, how to shift your mindset, and what you can do to stand out for the right reasons.We'll also discuss the dangers of instant gratification and why true progress in ballet (and life) comes from patience, consistency, and focusing on the work, not just the outcome. If you've ever struggled with feeling unnoticed or frustrated with slow progress, this episode is for you.

Hello Everyone, What does it take to reach the top, and stay there? In this episode, we break down the mindset of champions, drawing inspiration from Roger Federer's incredible commencement speech at Dartmouth. Federer shares powerful insights on handling pressure, staying adaptable, and embracing the journey, no matter the obstacles. His words go beyond tennis, they apply to anyone striving for success in their field.Tune in for motivation, practical takeaways, and a fresh perspective on what it truly means to achieve greatness.

Throwback to one of the wildest and most unforgettable nights of my Broadway career—the opening night of Ain't Too Proud - The Life And Times Of The Temptations on March 21st, 2019, and performing on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon. Playing live on national TV was already a huge deal, but throw in a mad dash through Times Square with a police escort to make it back to the Imperial Theatre for opening night? That took it to another level.After performing on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon at 5 PM, we still had to race across town to the Imperial Theatre for our Ain't Too Proud opening night. Traffic leaving Rockefeller Center was brutal, and for a moment, it looked like we might not make it. But somehow, we pulled up just in time.I had a click track in my ears during this Tonight Show performance—same with the music director. The band and lead vocals were 100% live, but the background vocals were pre-recorded and locked to the click.Here's a little secret that not many folks—maybe not even most of my Ain't Too Proud cast and bandmates—know: between “Get Ready” and “Ain't Too Proud to Beg,” I had four clicks to cue me into the next tune. I was supposed to kick things off with that classic Benny Benjamin intro fill… but with the adrenaline rushing, nerves firing, and Questlove and The Roots watching from the wings, I skipped the fill and went straight into the groove.Thankfully—it worked. But man, knowing millions of people were watching, then thinking about how we had to jet across town and race to opening night right after this? My head was spinning.Looking back, I'm grateful for moments like that—creating something meaningful, making people smile, and sharing the stage with some of the best in the business. Ain't Too Proud should still be running, no doubt—but that's a convo for another day. For now, I'm just appreciating the journey. And with what I'm working on over the next few weeks, maybe there's one more Broadway run in my future.But if not? I'm good. I've had my shot—and I truly hope you get yours. There's nothing like the feeling of playing a show. It's one of the most rewarding experiences a musician can have.Have you ever had one of those moments where you knew the show or song like the back of your hand—but then one little thing throws you off? Let me know. I know I'm not the only one. Leave a comment here: Clayton Craddock founded Broadway Drumming 101, an in-depth online platform offering specialized mentorship and a carefully curated collection of resources tailored for aspiring and professional musicians.Clayton's Broadway and Off-Broadway credits include tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill, Ain't Too Proud – The Life and Times of The Temptations, Cats: The Jellicle Ball, and The Hippest Trip: The Soul Train Musical. As a skilled sub, he's contributed his talents to Motown, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, The Color Purple, Rent, SpongeBob SquarePants: The Musical, Hadestown (tour), and many more. He has also appeared on major shows, including The View, Good Morning America, Jimmy Fallon, The Today Show, and the TONY Awards, and performed with legends like The Stylistics, The Delfonics, Mario Cantone, Laura Benanti, Kristin Chenoweth, Kerry Butler, Christian Borle, Norm Lewis, Deniece Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King.Clayton proudly endorses Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears.Learn more about Clayton Craddock here: www.claytoncraddock.comThis Substack is reader-supported. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe

Send us a textHelmets on PE Nation!In this episode we explore how to create a bike program for PE classes. Learning to ride bikes in PE class gives students both essential physical skills and valuable road safety knowledge while creating memorable experiences.• Started with a one-day professional development course on biking for PE teachers• District offered a bike trailer program with bikes and scooters for schools• Created obstacle courses teaching road safety, signals, and proper crossing techniques• Students learned through both structured activities and free riding time• Used hairnets under helmets to address hygiene concerns• When district funding ended, began planning a DIY approach through donations• Storage remains the biggest challenge - considering outdoor shed options• Looking into grants, PTO funding, and police department helmet programs• Applies to any PE activity: "If you dream it, build it, make it work, make it happen"Let's ride,DaveLink to article with the "Biking Tree" picture!Join my Substack newsletter, where I share PE tips, games and strategies.Beg, Borrow, Build and Steal ebook with links, Free game PDFs and my personal grant writing files: https://www.teacherspayteachers.com/Product/Beg-Borrow-Build-and-Steal-Equipment-13063549Become a guest on the show: podcast signup formFREE E-Book on setting up your PE programMy website: https://www.supersizedphysed.comWebsite for the book: https://www.teacherchefhockeyplayerbook.com/

I'm pleased to present the International Women's Day edition of DJ cypher's PSYCHOBILLY FAMILY POWER HOUR! Lots of my favorites in the mix this time, including The Creepshow, HorrorPops, The Young Werewolves, Imelda Mae, Rocket to Memphis, The Cramps, The Hillbilly Moon Explosion, Wanda Jackson, Kitty in a Casket, The Wolfgangs, and Janis Martin. I hope you'll give it a spin! If you like what you hear, I invite you to join the PFPH family at http://www.facebook.com/groups/psychobillyfamilypowerhour and to follow me on your preferred streaming platform. Reposts are particularly appreciated! Promo materials may be directed to darknationradio@gmail.com. DJ CYPHER'S PSYCHOBILLY FAMILY POWER HOUR Broadcast #52 (11 March 2025) The Creepshow, “The Devil's Son” The Hillbilly Moon Explosion, “Beg, Borrow or Steal” Carolina & Her Rhythm Rockets, “Back Home” The Hellflowers, “I Cried” Wanda Jackson, “Shakin' All Over” The Cramps, “Bikini Girls With Machine Guns” HorrorPops, “Dotted With Hearts” Rocket to Memphis, “Zombie Rumble” The Rhythm Shakers, “Voodoo” The Young Werewolves, “Twelve Steps to Rock and Roll” Back Alley Barbers, “Among the Crowd” Kitty in a Casket, “Kreepsville 666” Vatti & the Hellcats, “Banging on the Foor” Ninja Dolls, “Who Am I Fooling?” The Wolfgangs, “Funnel of Love” Imelda Mae, “Sixth Sense” Janis Martin, “Wild One” Playbacks http://www.mixcloud.com/cypheractive Downloadable http://www.hearthis.at/cypheractive Social Media: http://www.facebook.com/groups/psychobillyfamilypowerhour

He agrees to be her ‘focus group' for demoing toys in the adult toy store. (fetish) By Norweger.  Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. ‘Can I help you?' I glanced aside from the colourful products on display right in front of me, blushing mildly. The shopkeeper had done the rounds, and I, being lost in thought in front of the ‘Toys; male, solo' shelf hadn't noticed her approaching. Well, I could hardly deny I was thinking of buying a Fleshlight, as I held one; well, a securely wrapped one, luckily; in my hands as I met her friendly gaze. ‘I, ah…' Fuck. Going to an adult toy shop shouldn't be embarrassing, should it? My cheeks and earlobes grew pretty pink. ‘Well, I'm just browsing, to be honest, I…'She nodded. 'Those are real good, by the way.' She giggled. ‘Well, good quality. Easy to keep clean. Rugged. For obvious reasons, I haven't taken one for a test drive myself.' I chuckled, feeling my awkwardness recede a bit. That's one way of putting it. ‘For obvious reasons…' I thought before answering ‘Well, I could hardly expect you to have, could I? That being said, shops like this are quite particular, no? Normally, asking the shopkeeper for recommendations and whether she'd used the product herself would be reasonable, but here, I guess it would get me me-too'd right away? How do you actually reply if someone holds up something and asks, well, is this one any good?' I smiled weakly while feeling my cheeks getting rosier again, hoping I hadn't overstepped any bounds. I got a chuckle for my trouble. ‘Well, please try to keep the exciting images out of your mind, but to tell you the truth, we do test quite a lot of the stuff we sell.' She blushed a little, herself. ‘Well, we must buy them, of course, though at a steep discount.' She turned her gaze down as the sentence trailed off, giving me a chance to look her over without being too obvious about it as the images she'd been warning me about started to manifest themselves to my inner eye. I guessed she could be in her early thirties, a few years younger than me. Quite cute, slender, narrow hips, a loose-fitting, turquoise sweater doing its best to hide her ample bosom… I'd already undressed her in my mind, trying to imagine her testing the huge dildos in the glass display cabinet right behind her. Oh no, I hadn't been blushing earlier. Now; NOW I was blushing. She lifted her gaze again and giggled. ‘Let me guess. Exciting images?' I could hardly deny it, and she could hardly take affront, either. I turned my own gaze down, intensely studying my rather rumpled leather boots. There was no way in hell I'd be able to meet her stare while saying it. ‘Oh, guilty as charged.' I made a helpless gesture with my arm towards the toys on display ‘I imagined both this and that, I'll admit.' ‘Well, there's a reason we don't have fitting rooms, you know!' Her giggle turned to a quick laugh which she stifled as quickly. I felt my mood rise just by hearing it; it had a chirping quality, sounded almost like a bird's cry. In improving spirits; and, frankly, quite turned on; this young, cute woman had more or less told me that she test ran a lot of the toys in the store. Now my eyes wandered around the room, desperate not to meet her stare, while every time I saw something titillating I imagined her using it on herself. Not that there was anything extraordinary about a woman in her thirties enjoying herself, but the mere thought, as she was standing two feet away from me… Fuck. I was rock hard. I hoped it wasn't too obvious. Here goes nothing. Had I first said A, I might as well say B, too. I felt a bit braver, thinking we could spin a bit on this, while still keeping it innocent. She looked amused, too. ‘That's kind of unfair, though, isn't it? Any woman walking into this store can get, ah, expert advice, whereas I, as a man, will have to take your word for it ‘Oh, this one is good; I haven't tried it, but it is good, believe me!' She laughed. Loud. ‘I swear to all that's holy, had we ever had a male shop assistant here, he'd be loaded down with all the male solo toys we could muster and be told to test the hell out of them; and take notes while he was at it!' She turned serious. ‘Wouldn't do you much good, though; I'd be most surprised if there's even a single man in town who'd casually ask another if that sex toy of his was any good or not.' I'd have to give her that. Chitchatting about sex did come a lot easier when I did it with a woman. ‘Just that. There's a reason we're all women working here,' she smiled. ‘Women sell better to both men and women than, say, a fifty-something, balding, pudgy male in a soiled T-shirt and sweat pants.' She chuckled. ‘Beg your pardon for letting my prejudices shine through, by the way.' I laughed out loud again, realizing I was getting close to asking her what she did once she'd closed shop; she had, in a few minutes since I'd become aware she even existed, shown herself to be one of those all too rare people who could get me in a good mood simply by being there; and that she could quip about sex and seemingly be at ease was an added bonus. Plus, of course, she was incredibly cute. I caught the warm, brown eyes peering out under her unruly mop of reddish hair, trying to come up with a suitable response before the silence became awkward or she trotted on through the shop, ending our moment. She glanced down at her watch, and my heart sank like a stone; opportunity wasted, I thought; until I heard what she had to say. ‘Look… Now I want you to be real careful; not getting the wrong idea as to what I am suggesting, okay? You are not going to have sex with me, capisce?' Well, she had my full and undivided attention, even if I wouldn't get to sleep with her. I nodded, firmly. No fucking her. OK. ‘I'm about to close shop, now. If you, ahem, would like to test the fleshlight before you buy it, you can do so, okay? But, you're going to have to buy it afterwards, obviously. The lube is on the house.' I gawked at her. Wow. I nodded, numbly. This couldn't be, could it? But I wouldn't want to miss this for the world. I nodded again, vigorously. She smiled a quick smile, then went to the entrance to lock the doors, glancing over her shoulder at me as she did so, throwing me another smile. Returning, she grabbed a bottle of lube from a shelf, and motioned for me to follow her as she walked past. As if I needed any prodding. ‘It'd probably be best to use our office, rather than have you go at it here under the bright lights,' she suggested softly. I just shrugged. I'd follow her anywhere. My cock was rather a simpleton. As we exited a door with a 'staff only' sign at the back of the shop, we entered the kind of storeroom you'll find somewhere in any shop in the world; shelves stocked with all kinds of goods, except… Well, these goods were very much adult toys. Darting past a crate packed to the gunwales with inflatable dolls; inflated!, she giggled ‘Meet last year's Christmas decorations; we couldn't sell them, but neither could we bring ourselves to throw them away…' I shook my head, dumbfounded. She nodded towards a green door near the corner of the storeroom ‘That's where you'll get to find out if the fleshlight is any good…' She opened the door, hinges groaning. ‘I've been meaning to grease those for ages, wonder if I can use this lube?' she mused as we entered a small-ish, run-down office. Lots of papers were covering just about any horizontal surface; a desk with a computer and a phone on it and a small coffee table in front of a battered old sofa tucked into a corner; piles of merchandise along the far wall. Nodding towards the sofa, she suggested I take a seat before seating herself on the office chair by the desk. ‘I hope you don't mind me watching. After all, I have a certain, um, professional interest in seeing how you get along with it, you know.', throwing me another smile; a warm, seemingly genuine one. She didn't appear to be wholly untouched, herself. I fumbled with the packaging. What sadist had invented welded plastic? Probably a good thing when it came to protecting sex toys on display, but when you were about to unwrap it to try it out? Not so much. My audience reached for a pair of scissors and motioned for me to lob her the fleshlight. ‘You get out of your jeans, I'll get this out, OK?' she suggested. I nodded, still not trusting my voice to bear. I hardly needed any more encouragement. I tugged at my belt, seconds later dropping my jeans to the floor, stepping out of them. My briefs were unceremoniously shoved down my thighs, and as I rose again, my almost painfully erect cock pointed arrogantly at the ceiling, the shopkeeper raising her eyebrows a little and giggling softly as she took the sight in while cutting open the packaging separating me from instant bliss. With a satisfied ‘Hah! Finally!' she pulled the fleshlight from its by now shredded plastic cover and reached over to hand it to me. I shamelessly ogled her cleavage before reverting to holding her gaze. ‘As I said, this is good shit. You won't be able to destroy this one during normal use…' She proceeded to explain how important it was to clean it after use, stressing that they had both suitable toy cleaner and disinfectant in the store. ‘Most gentle for the silicone, that stuff; unlike the dish soap most people tend to use…' Her sentence trailed off, apparently she got struck by the same thing I had; that this was an absurd time to discuss maintenance. ‘My apologies, I got a bit carried away. Here.' Accepting the toy, I glanced over at the bottle of lube perched on the edge of her desk. Turning around, she reached the bottle and spun back to present it to me. ‘There you go, put lots in the fleshlight, some around the entrance and a little on your johnson, and you're good to go.' Nodding, I did as she had suggested; an ample spurt of lube into the pale, pink thingy, then a little around the sculpted pussy lips. Bah, in a way it would have been better if they hadn't tried so hard to make it look like the real thing. ‘Seeing as you wanted my observations, I think it would have been better if it was just an opening, not modeled to look like a real pussy; you know, no matter how good this may turn out to be, it can't possibly compare to the real thing…' ‘Doh,' she exclaimed as she rolled her eyes. ‘I should have mentioned that, there's a neutral version, too; and, believe it or not, a few which are supposedly modeled after famous porn stars' pussies, whether you believe it or not. Anyway, they probably all feel the same; just look at something, anything else while you're using it.' I'd be lying if I claimed I thought it would matter much what it looked like once it was wrapped around me. Squirting a wee bit of lube in the palm of my hand, I stroked myself a couple of times, ensuring I got some on the purplish, swollen head, too; unless I slipped in unhindered, I'd be sore afterwards, of that I was certain. Positioning the fleshlight against the glans, I looked over at the shopkeeper. She stared back, eagerly anticipating my next move; not that she'd have to be a rocket scientist to figure out what that would be. Gently pressing the fleshlight towards me, I slid into my first silicone pussy. It was just tight enough to feel natural-ish, I'd hand the designers that; but it felt rather cold and, well, dead. ‘What's it like?' she asked, voice quivering slightly. ‘Oh, not too bad,' I replied ‘Though it does feel a bit cold and. ah, dead, if I may say so at the moment, but that should improve shortly…' Giving it a couple of strokes, I could already feel it begin to warm up. She raised her stare from my fleshlight-wrapped member to meet mine. ‘Fuck me, I really am not doing my job properly, now; I just remembered that the manufacturer recommend that you put it in warm water for a few minutes before use, precisely to avoid that corpse bride-feeling. My apologies.' I nodded. ‘That'd probably do the trick, I'm sure. However…'; I let it slide back and forth a few times, feeling the soft silicone caress my oh-so-erect cock; ‘it does feel really good, don't get me wrong; and it keeps getting warmer by the second!' Having said that, I stroked myself in silence for a few moments, slowly, deliberately; pulling it off me until my cock emerged from it, exposing the swollen, lube-glistening head for my very attentive audience, then shoving myself into it again. Oh yes, it felt better and better. While no one would ever mistake it for the real thing; well, no one who had ever had the good fortune to have the real thing wrapped around oneself, anyway; it definitely felt good, much better than a simple handjob. ‘It keeps getting better,' I grunted. ‘Would work better still if one could take it out of the casing, though; you know, to adjust the pressure, using it as a sleeve over my cock; would feel more alive, then.' She nodded. ‘I'll keep that in mind, in case someone asks. I believe you can take it out for cleaning, by the way; so you could probably, um, go au-naturel on it, if that's your preference.'; before again staring at my cock sliding in and out of the toy, mesmerised. I felt like I was being on display; quite naturally, seeing as that was just what I was; but caught myself enjoying it. My audience was really cute and sexy as hell; well, truth be told, I'd probably find even Margaret Thatcher hot as fuck if she had stared at my masturbating with that sultry look my watcher now sent me; but I digress. I was turned on, way beyond what I would have been had I been doing the deed at home, alone. I coughed softly, then slowing the pace a bit as I caught her stare again. ‘Uh, I know there won't be any actual sex, that's not what I'm fishing for now, but… Would you mind, ah, could I… Well, have a little glimpse of your charms? Some bare skin? Just to help me over the edge?' I must have looked like a pleading puppy, as she burst into laughter, luckily a good-natured one. After first shaking her head, she apparently had second thoughts and nodded. I swallowed. This intensely erotic moment was about to become even hotter. Grabbing the hem of her sweater, she pulled it over her head and revealed a black, low-cut bra and ample cleavage. Lovely, pillowy, full breasts. My pace picked up. ‘Don't you think about touching me, don't even reach for me, OK?' she said, sternly. I nodded, hoping I looked like I'd be true to my word. God knows how reliable one looks when masturbating to the sight of the girl asking you to keep your hands off her. She apparently found my promise good enough, and, after reaching behind her back for a second, the bra fell into her lap and her breasts swung free. I swallowed again, almost in disbelief. They were really beautiful; round, full and pillowy, large, but not so large as to be saggy; they proudly stood form her chest, slightly pear-shaped, milky white and crowned by the largest, weakly drawn areolas I'd ever seen, pale pink, crested with nipples looking as if you'd be able to cut glass with them, so hard were they. She was amazing, and I wasted no time telling her so as my cock hardened further still inside the silicone wrapper I was now doing my best to fuck the daylights out of while keeping my eyes locked on the shopkeeper, occasionally falling to her wonderful breasts, but mostly maintaining eye contact. She leant back in her chair, her breasts gently parting. My turn to be mesmerised. I could already feel the familiar tingling telling me my strokes were numbered and my orgasm forthcoming; I'd be done for shortly. The fleshlight was now at body temperature, and felt much, much more lifelike, albeit still no match for a woman, I grunted through clenched teeth ‘no muscles milking me, no body thrust against mine, no hands feverishly stroking over my back, hugging me close as orgasm approaches; but it does feel pretty… pretty damned good!' Nodding absentmindedly, she stroked a hand over her right breast, cupping it, then pinching her nipple between her thumb and index finger, moaning softly. ‘I'm about to cum,' I grunted, snapping her back to reality. ‘Oh, please do it in that one, huh?', she nodded to an empty mug on the table between us. ‘I want to see you cum.' I nodded, feverishly working my cock with the latest addition to my meagre sex toy collection. ‘Lean forward, please', I snapped ‘I want to see those lovely tits swaying under you…' Laughingly, she obliged, leaning forward, then rocking side to side. ‘Like this, huh?' she teased, smiling warmly at me as the heavy globes swayed back and forth under her. Yes. Just like that. There was no use trying to hold back. Two more strokes, and I could feel my orgasm erupting, a tad before I'd expected it to. And here I was, figuring I had it under control… I jerked the fleshlight off my cock, throwing it on the floor, sending spurt after spurt of cum over the table, grasping for the mug, missing, shooting another spurt halfway across the room towards her; at least it felt like it; before finally grabbing the mug and shooting the last, feeble spurt into it. I felt my earlobes glow with embarrassment as I came in for landing after the massive orgasm, only to see the mess I'd made; cum streaks over invoices, a pack of cigarettes, the table itself, a lighter… My companion laughed, totally losing it in a fit of laughter, her breasts jiggling as she shook ‘You should've seen yourself!!!', she eventually gasped, regaining some control over herself. ‘It was the most absurd sight I've ever seen, so incredibly hot, you in the midst of such an orgasm, frantically trying to grab my old mug…' I joined her, a bit hesitantly at first. It had indeed been comedy hour. I hoped there wasn't a surveillance camera here, for if it did, I'd be bound to find myself on some amateur blooper reel shortly. ‘Never mind, though,' she giggled. ‘I'll get that cleaned up in no time. Without getting her sweater back on, she left the room. Seconds later I heard the tell-tale sound of water pouring from a faucet and paper being torn from a roll. She returned, hand full of tissue paper, and handed me some. ‘Here, clean yourself up; then I'll show you how to clean your latest conquest afterwards.' She leaned in over the table and cleaned up any trace of my little indiscretion. I really had to fight the urge to reach out and touch the lovely form right in front of my eyes; but managed. I'd promised, after all; and I'd had a wonderful experience, I wouldn't want to ruin it by doing anything which might scare or offend her in any way. I leaned back in the sofa while cleaning most of the lube off my semi-erect cock, softly caressing it as I stared hungrily at her, finishing up the table. I followed her to the cupboard next to the office; standing close to her; still dressed like Venus of Milo, only with arms; in the tiny room, I could feel the warmth of her body against mine as she fumbled the fleshlight open, taking out the silicone innards. ‘Just hold it under lukewarm water, first, to get rid of your cum and the lube, then wipe it clean with a little bit of the toy cleaner I'll give you when we're back in the shop and it'll be ready for its next outing.' She glanced up at me, noting my attention was on her, rather than on the most useful instructions she were supplying. ‘Better leave it outside its sheath overnight to allow it to dry properly,' she said. ‘Well, unless you find you prefer to use just the inner sleeve, of course.' Quick smile. With that, she handed the toy back to me. ‘Just head back out in the shop, you. I'll be with you in a minute, just need to get dressed.' I was treated to a smile too cute to be believed, and I was bright enough not to overstay my welcome by asking for just a few more glimpses of her. I threw a last, longing glance at her beautiful, curvy shape, met her gaze; a rather lustful one at that!; and smiled at her. ‘I'll do some window shopping, then, see if I find more playthings catching my fancy.' I then turned and briskly headed back into the shop, again passing the surreal pile of inflatable dolls, one still sporting a santa's cap. She sure took her time getting dressed; I imagined she'd figured she needed a release, too. Hell, yeah - when she appeared in the door from the storeroom, she was still basking in that wonderful post-orgasmic bliss you can spot from a mile away. ‘Getting a bit carried away, are we?' I quipped in a mock stern tone. ‘How professional is it really to masturbate in the rear while there's customers waiting in the shop, huh?' She smiled sheepishly. ‘Busted. Fuck, I was so horny while you did your thing I almost leapt at you!' I laughed. ‘Glad to hear you enjoyed yourself, too; and with any luck you now know a bit more about, ah; your inventory?' She giggles. ‘Sure do, I can't wait until the next time some sod comes by, cheekily suggesting I can't possibly know how this one feels…' She worked the till. ‘I'm giving you this at a discount,' she laughed. ‘It is the first time I've ever sold a used toy. The lube and cleaner is on the house, promise me you'll take good care of your new friend!' I promised, and took my chances embracing her briefly. ‘Mind if I come back for some more shopping sometime?' I asked, voice thick with lust. She looked at me, quizzically, then shrugged. ‘Well, I happen to have another couple of toys which I could use some user feedback on…' she suggested with a smile. ‘I'll be back in a couple of weeks,' I said by way of goodbye. Heading for the doors, I realised I'd be pounding the fleshlight again seconds after returning home. I was already hard again… By Norweger for Literotica

Send us a textHello PE Nation!Today I discuss how I implement SOLO Taxonomy in my PE class. This model offers a powerful framework for structuring learning progression in physical education, taking students from basic knowledge to creative application through five distinct stages. • SOLO stands for Structure of Observed Learning Outcomes• The five stages progress from pre-structural (knowing nothing) to extended abstract (creating something new)• Using Legos as an example: level 1 is not knowing what Legos are, level 5 is creating original designs without instructions• Similar progression with musical instruments: from holding a guitar to jamming and creating new songs• Modified approach using numbered magnets makes the system more kid-friendly• Implemented successfully with dance, hockey, soccer, football, and pickleball units• Students track their own progress and clearly understand what skills they need to advance• Higher-level students can help teach others and create new games or activitiesTake care,DaveLEGO videoSOLO hand signal videoSample SOLO PDFJoin my Substack newsletter, where I share PE tips, games and strategies.Beg, Borrow, Build and Steal ebook with links, Free game PDFs and my personal grant writing files: https://www.teacherspayteachers.com/Product/Beg-Borrow-Build-and-Steal-Equipment-13063549Become a guest on the show: podcast signup formFREE E-Book on setting up your PE programMy website: https://www.supersizedphysed.comWebsite for the book: https://www.teacherchefhockeyplayerbook.com/

In this Beg-a-Thon live show, "Ancient Rome and the False Histories Inspiring Musk & the MAGA World," with guest Dr. Sarah E. Bond, we discuss Sarah's new book, Strike: Labor, Unions, and Resistance in the Roman Empire, and how Elon Musk and everyone in his MAGA orbit appropriate the aesthetics of Rome while understanding almost nothing about the history they're seemingly so infatuated with. Originally livestreamed on YouTube on Wednesday, February 19.      

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Economists in both the United States and Europe are now warning that Donald Trump's policies and actions are about to cause a major recession - and it will be entirely his fault. The main driver at this point is actually not the tariffs or the mass deportations (although those are large factors, too.) The REAL problem we're about to have is potentially hundreds of thousands of unemployed government workers, which economists say will create a "Snowball effect" throughout the economy and send us into a recession. Donald Trump and Elon Musk began the process of firing hundreds, possibly thousands, of air traffic controllers, and now they've realized that they apparently made a huge mistake. Musk took to Twitter this week to BEG former air traffic controllers that had either retired or left the field to return to their old jobs because, as he put it, "we have a shortage." The shortage exists because of HIM and his idiotic decisions.Press Secretary Karoline Leavitt mocked members of the press during a recent podcast interview for not having any fun as they cover the Trump administration, and Donald Trump, specifically. Leavitt claimed that Trump is having "the time of his life" during his second term. But the amount of fun that Trump and Leavitt may be having is not being felt by anyone else across the country, as Trump's poll numbers plummet and the economy barrels towards a recession. Farron explains why this is anything but "fun."Text and and let us know your thoughts on today's stories!Subscribe to our YouTube channel to stay up to date on all of Farron's content: https://www.youtube.com/FarronBalancedFollow Farron on social media! Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/FarronBalanced Twitter: https://twitter.com/farronbalanced Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/farronbalanced TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@farronbalanced?lang=en

The Bulletin covers Germany's elections, C.S. Lewis on Ukraine, and why you can trust your Bible translation. Find us on YouTube. This week, Clarissa, Russell, and Mike talk about complex topics with nuance at their core. First, Mona Charen joins to talk about Germany's recent elections and US extremism. Then, Mark Meynell joins to explore how C. S. Lewis inspired him to go to Ukraine. Finally, Wendy Alsup stops by to talk about why you can trust your Bible translation..  GO DEEPER WITH THE BULLETIN: Find resources from today's show at our Substack Find us on YouTube. Mark your calendars for our next Tuesday Night Live on March 11. Rate and review the show in your podcast app of choice. ABOUT THE GUESTS:  Mona Charen is a syndicated columnist, the policy editor of The Bulwark, and the host of the podcast Beg to Differ. Mark Meynell is a pastor, writer, and teacher. Between 2014 and 2024, he was the director (European and Caribbean) for Langham Preaching, and now is involved in supporting the work in a freelance capacity. He has previously served on the senior ministry team at All Souls, Langham Place, UK, and as a workplace chaplain in two UK government departments. He also served as academic dean and acting principal of a seminary in Uganda and has been involved in university student ministry in the UK.  Wendy Alsup is the author of Practical Theology for Women, The Gospel-Centered Woman, and By His Wounds You Are Healed. She began her public ministry as deacon of women's theology and teaching at her church in Seattle, but she now lives on an old family farm in South Carolina, where she teaches math at a local community college and is a mother to her two boys. She writes at theologyforwomen.org and gospelcenteredwoman.com. ABOUT THE BULLETIN: The Bulletin is a weekly (and sometimes more!) current events show from Christianity Today hosted and moderated by Clarissa Moll, with senior commentary from Russell Moore (Christianity Today's editor in chief) and Mike Cosper (director, CT Media). Each week, the show explores current events and breaking news and shares a Christian perspective on issues that are shaping our world. We also offer special one-on-one conversations with writers, artists, and thought leaders whose impact on the world brings important significance to a Christian worldview, like Bono, Sharon McMahon, Harrison Scott Key, Frank Bruni, and more. “The Bulletin” is a production of Christianity Today Producer: Clarissa Moll Associate Producer: Leslie Thompson Editing and Mix: TJ Hester Music: Dan Phelps Executive Producers: Erik Petrik and Mike Cosper Senior Producer: Matt Stevens Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Sexuality and Sanctity Collide: 2 stories of church girls discovering their passion.From posts by Cassper and neocontrolsthesystem. Listen to the Podcast at My First Time.David and Eve.Love and lust caged by religion finally finds a way.By CassperDavid is 19 and Eve is 18, both raised by devout Christian parents.It was a beautiful Saturday evening, David had just finished helping his Dad in church and now he was home watching some television.Suddenly there was a knock on the door, he went to check who it was."Hey David," the girl at the other side of the door said with a smile."Hey Eve, what's up?" He asked stepping away from the door way. "Come in.""Is your mum home? My mum said to give her a message," she said as she walked in.David's eyes darted toward the bump at the back of her dress, even in this large dress her ass couldn't be hidden.He'd know her since they were kids, they used to be inseparable but over time they grew up and things changed a bit. His feelings of love had matured into lust, he knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help thinking this way of her."Oh God," he thought."I'll let her know you're here, make yourself comfortable," he said darting off to find his mum."Mum!"A few minutes later David's mum and Eve were talking and David was sitting there pissed cause now he couldn't continue watching television, he had to wait.In a short while they were done and Eve was ready to leave."Eve, say hi to your parents for me.""Yes Mrs. Wilson."David, did you know that there's a youth retreat coming up pretty soon? It's gonna be fun, are you coming?" Eve blurted out loud."Youth retreat, you say?" David's mum cut in."Yes, organized by the church for people between 18 to 22, He'll get to meet lots of people our age there." Eve answered with a smile across her face."Yeah, I was gonna tell you about that." He lied, Eve had tried to get him to go before now but failed."Really?" She asked David."He'll go, I've been trying to find a way to get him to make new friends, all he does is sit at home all day watching TV. I think this might be good for you him." David's mum said turning to Eve."Okay, I'll let the Deacon in charge know that he'll be coming along," Eve said.David just stood there as his fate was decided, he knew he couldn't talk his way out of this one. Once it involved the church, his mum was all for it."Alright, bye dear." David's mum said as she went back inside."Guess I'll be seeing you," Eve said to David grinning from ear to ear."Yeah, no thanks to you."She laughed, "it's not so bad, you'll have me to keep you company." She said giving him a tight hug before he walked her out the door.Oh how he wanna to grab his ass, he'd only touched it in his imaginations. Their parents had made efforts to separate them as they grew so they wouldn't "fall into temptation", but David was already knee deep and sinking.Eve had always been like this, playful and fun to be around, most especially with him. He thought there was more to it but a part of him dismissed it as a result of the fact that they had been friends since they were kids, but a part of him wanted that to be a lie.David's mum was really happy, she'd lied when she said she wanted David to make new friends, in truth she wanted some alone time with her husband. She hadn't had an orgasm in forever and her body was aching for a hard, loud, sweating sex session with her husband. David would be in the way of that and he had to go.A couple of days later David was sitting by a bonfire, listening to the words of the song "Amazing Grace" being sang by some kids, accompanied by two guitars. He loved how they sounded, he closed his eyes for a second then felt someone grab his arm and rest their head on it.The person sighed, "Beautiful, isn't it?" It was Eve."I guess. Why don't you join them, you could teach them a thing or two." He said as he turned to look at her."Is that flattery I hear? You've always been better than me," she squeezed his arms tighter."I doubt that, I've always admired how you sing, it's like hearing the voice of Angels."She laughed at his flattery, "so is that all?""All what?" He asked."Is that all you like about me. Am I just a voice or, ?" She replied inquisitively.David paused, he didn't want to mess this up. He thought for a second."I think you're beautiful, smart, a pain in the ass, " they both laughed."The most kind hearted person I've met so far. A go-getter, you really don't know when to give up, the fact that I'm here is proof of that.""True," she smiled."And that is just a few of many of the reasons why I like you, so no your voice is not the only thing." He concluded."Maybe I over did it with the ending," he thought."Come here," she said as she pulled his arm, dragging him away from the bone fire."To where?" He asked not resisting her.She stopped, looked him in the eye. "To get what I want."Eve took David to a room in the area where the Deacons normally lodged."How did you, ?""Being the daughter of a Pastor has its perks." She interrupted.She locked the door, then walked slowly to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.He went for her lips, they held on to his, he couldn't believe this was happening this fast, God knows he'd fantasized about this forever.His hands ran down the small of her back toward her protruding back side. He had never felt anything so soft, he squeezed on them and her tongue crept into his mouth and met his.She kissed him passionately, her hands firmly on his neck, his hands perusing the entirety of her ass.She broke from the kiss as she moaned, breathing in hard. He watched her as he savored the sweet aftertaste of her cherry pink lips.She went for his neck kissing at his jugular region, he loved it."David I want you, do you want me?""Do you have to ask? Yes, hell yes. Since forever."She reached for his shirt and pulled it off and did the same for herself. Her boobs were not that big but beautiful none the less, at least he thought so. What she lacked in boobs she made up for in ass, succulent, sumptuous ass.She took of her bra and pushed him to the bed, she straddled him on the bed and resumed kissing him. David was feeling his dick make a tent in his pants, it wanted out. He felt the sweet touch if her nipples on his bare chest and his dick twitched at the thought of her impaled on his dick.He pulled her up moving her nipples to his mouth and sucked with gusto, she moaned and began to play with the other one. His tongue flicked the tip of the nipples rapidly and she loved it, she began to hump his tent.Then she stopped him, "I want it to be you David, I've never done this before." Still humping his crotch."Me neither," David said, she smiled."I want to taste you, sit on my face." He whispered.Boy was she glad she just had a bath before now.She came down from the bed and slowly pulled down her sweat pants, revealing her black panties which were stretched by her big ass."I want to see it," she said biting her lip.He obliged and pulled down his pants, trying not to kill the mood by rushing. His dick stiffened as it broke free, "oh," there was excitement in her tone.Pulling down her panties and exposing her cleanly shaved mound she walked toward the bed and grabbed his hard cock, put her mouth around it and sucked on it. "Oh God." David exclaimed.The warmth of her mouth enveloped his member as she sucked with passion, grabbing the shaft of his dick as she worked.He put his hand on her head and closed his eyes, "yes."She was very careful not to bite or graze him with her teeth, he was matching her pace.She slurped on his dick, sucked and bobbed her pretty head on his raging hard cock, savoring the taste of his precum.Then she took him in, she gagged and took her mouth off, jerking his dick with the wetness from her mouth and her hands."Oh yes, don't stop that." Then she stopped."Not yet." She said and she climbed onto the bed and sat on his face, he held her up with his arms at first.The smell of cunt filled his nostrils, he let her fall on his face and dug in, her cunt tasted new, he'd never had cunt before, but he was sure that liked this one.He played around with her clit, her moans of ecstasy affirming him that he was doing it right.He lapped on the juices from her wet slit, grabbing her thick ass as he did."Oh, David," she moaned breathlessly.His tongue found her clit and sucked firmly, she bucked her hips and he spanked her hard, the sound echoed through the room."Ah; Yes."He stuck his tongue in her cunt, then started tongue fucking her, her moans became louder and she began to fuck his face, her ass bouncing with her."Yes, David I love that. Just like that. She begged.He reached for her clit."Oh God, yes. Don't stop, don't stop. Ah."She grabbed her boobs and played with her nipples as she ground her hips, pushing his tongue deeper into her warm velvet cunt.It drove her mad, she wanted more. She was dripping wet, the smell of her juices filled the room."Oh, David, David. I want you to fuck me. Please." She swallowed saliva and began to take in deep breaths.She got off him and lay in the bed, he knelt on the bed and she spread her legs wide, ready for his throbbing cock.He went for it, the wetness from his saliva and her juices let him slide his bare cock right in.Although it took over minute and she seemed to feel pain but didn't want his to stop, he finally got three-quarters of his length in, she didn't bleed.He stayed still in her for a few seconds feeling the tight grip of her virgin cunt on his cock."Your dick feels so good," she said looking at him straight in the eye.He started to move into her, slowly. Gaining momentum with every thrust. The slippy sloppy wetness of her vagina made squishing sounds as he prodded her."Oh yes. David yes, yes!" She had never felt this way before, pain mixed with so much pleasure. She didn't want this to end, she'd dreamed about this forever and now it was finally happening. "I could die right now," she thought."You feel so good too," he finally said as he thrust into her, he was trying so hard to be gentle."Thank, you, just like that, a little faster, don't be so gentle."She grabbed his ass pulling him deep into her cervix. His pubic bone hit hers as her nudge drove his full length into her birth-canal, opening it up. Her cunt clamped hard on his intruding member

Get ready, book lovers! You are in for a treat as we dive into Beg, Borrow, or Steal by Sarah Adams on this episode of Found Family Book Hive!We're breaking down everything we loved about this enemies-to-lovers romance, from the heartwarming character dynamics to the swoon-worthy moments that had us hooked.In this episode, we discuss: The greatness that is Emily—the strong, nurturing protagonist struggling with feeling left behind as her siblings move on Why we all swooned over Jack—his whimsical tattoos, quirky fashion, and kind heart made us melt The shenanigans, tension, and chemistry that made this enemies-to-lovers romance so fun to read Our favorite moments, character growth, and all the emotions this book brought outIf you love sweet, heartfelt romances with humor, depth, and plenty of banter, this episode is for you!Grab your copy of Beg, Borrow, or Steal, listen in, and then head over to Instagram to tell us your thoughts! Don't forget to subscribe to Found Family Book Hive so you never miss a bookish deep dive.Also, if you want to be a part of the discussion, be sure to head over to our Fable book club as we dive into our March book!

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Send us a textHello PE Nation!I've been thinking about my formative years in elementary school and what stuck with me. This episode is a reflective journey through my elementary school years, uncovering cherished and challenging memories that continue to influence my teaching practices. There is more to our recollections than meets the eye; each moment shapes us as educators.• Reflecting on personal school memories from pre-K to sixth grade • Exploring how relationships with teachers impacted my learning • Discussing the emotional aspects of student experiences in school • Emphasizing the importance of nurturing positive environments in education Thank you for tuning in to our podcast! Don't forget to subscribe for more insights and educational tips! Take care,DaveJoin my Substack newsletter, where I share PE tips, games and strategies.Beg, Borrow, Build and Steal ebook with links, Free game PDFs and my personal grant writing files: https://www.teacherspayteachers.com/Product/Beg-Borrow-Build-and-Steal-Equipment-13063549Become a guest on the show: podcast signup formFREE E-Book on setting up your PE programMy website: https://www.supersizedphysed.comWebsite for the book: https://www.teacherchefhockeyplayerbook.com/

Counselors and Affirmation.Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Seeking AffirmationI fall prey to a predatory therapist.Based on a post by nymphicDisclaimer: Sexual relations between therapists and current clients are expressly prohibited.It took me years to become this relaxed in front of my therapist, able to share the most shameful parts of my mind with ease. All the vile, disgusting parts nobody else gets access to: he always reacts with a cool, detached professionalism. He's heard it all before, and worse, he tells me, and I've stopped apologizing for the revolting things I tell him: all my self-destructive habits, my awful intrusive thoughts, my horrific violent urges.It takes me one careless sentence for all that trust to crumble.We're talking about how my current beau is terrible in bed, leading me to mention how I think about other men when I'm fucking him. “And you're one of them,” I add. Carelessly. Completely unnecessarily.He pauses, then looks up from his notes. “Come again?'Without the input of my brain, my mouth decides the best course of action is to blab further. “Sometimes he gets me so close, but not close enough, so to tip myself over the edge, I think about you. You must know how hot you are, your beard, and tattoos, and curly hair, and...' I trail off as I notice his amused expression. “What?'He places his notes to the side and folds his hands over crossed legs. “You're placing an awful lot of trust in me to share this.'And I'm beginning to regret that, with the way he's looking at me like something to be devoured. I shrug. “I imagine you're good at your job. Or at least professional enough not to take advantage or be a creep.'He says nothing. The clock behind him ticks.'I think I'm the last person you'd creep on, anyway,' I continue, stammering. “I, this is just a little crush. On a therapist. I know there's no chance of reciprocation, not that I'm hitting on you, or anything, but I mean,”“There are a lot of assumptions you're making,” he interrupts. His gaze is intense, eyes so dark I can't tell where the pupil ends and iris begins.“Hmm?” My mouth dries.He counts off his fingers. “You assume I'm good at my job. You assume I'm not a creep, or a predator. You assume your fantasies are not reciprocated.”Whatever rapport we've built has evaporated. I feel numb, foggy. I'm distantly aware that I could be in danger, but I'm frozen to my seat as he stands, like I'm a rabbit caught in the jaws of a fox.“You have no idea what I'm capable of, do you?” he says, towering above me.My hands shake uncontrollably. “I don't understand?” I whisper. Surely, he won't...? There's no way, he wouldn't... not for me, surely?His smirk is lazy, predatory. “Stand,” he says, a strong command.I shrink into the chair. This can't be happening. I refuse to believe it.“Stand,” he repeats, and there's an irresistible dominance to his voice.What can I do but obey? I wobble to my feet like a newborn deer, and his hand clamps around my throat. I choke out a pitiful little gasp. He walks me backward until my spine hits the wall. I'm trapped.“What are you doing?” I whimper, my voice high and pathetic with the way he squeezes.His laugh is unkind, humorless. “What do you think I'm doing? I'm giving you what you want.” His voice is baritone and gravelly, a lion's purr, and his breath comes out hot on my face. I shiver. “Don't tell me you haven't touched yourself to the thought of this,” he says.He's not wrong.With the hand that isn't around my neck, he snakes his way into my jeans. Deftly his fingers find their way under the fabric of my underwear, and to my shame and horror, they caress the moisture building beneath my folds.“So wet, already?” he whispers, “It's disgusting, how badly you want me.” The words are harsh but they betray a smug satisfaction, and it sends a heat surging through me.His grin widens as he palms my aching vulva. I don't mean to, but my hips buck into him, and he chuckles.“Don't worry, I'll give you what you want.'“No, no...” I shake my head and whimper as his finger plunges inside me. I don't want this, I don't. It was just a fantasy, it was never meant to be real, and I never thought he would, but he hooks his index inside, grazing the pad against my front wall, and the moan that slips from my mouth is obscene.The hand around my neck suddenly slaps over my mouth. “Shut the fuck up,' he hisses, but he doesn't stop, and can't contain the moan that muffles into his palm as he fucks his fingers inside me.“Fuck,” he groans, “can you hear how wet you are? How sloppy you are?” His beard scratches at the sensitive skin of my jaw. “So pathetic and needy, a pathetic little whore.'His palm is wet over my face, and I realize I'm drooling.“Pathetic little whore,” he repeats, wiping my spit on my face. My legs inch wider and I hear the indecent sloshing of my arousal beneath his hand. “Bet you get off thinking about this after each session, don't you? Horny little thing. You'd beg for it, wouldn't you? Beg me to rape you?'I try to shake my head, but the hand over my face grips too tight. My thighs start to shake, and I can feel my wetness leaking, dripping down the top of my thighs, gooey and disgusting, just like me.“Tell me you would. Beg me.” His voice is so harsh, but it's so hot the way he's degrading me like this, and I'm slipping further and further off the edge. Tears spill down my cheeks as I shake my head. I do want to beg him, beg him to stop, but despite it all I can myself approaching the edge. The heat builds in my belly, thighs clenching his hand in a vice as they shudder and quake, and I'm so, so close, and I don't want him to stop, and I hate myself for it.“Oh no, oh no you don't,” he says, “You're not going to come already, are you? Fuck, you're more desperate than I thought.” His movements roughen, adding another finger, fucking into me relentlessly. “Don't do it, don't you fucking do it, you're not allowed to come, you're not allowed to enjoy this, you disgusting slut, “He's whispering hotly into my neck, like an open-mouthed kiss, and it's too late. I hurtle over the edge, falling apart, mouth open and drooling as I come undone on his fingers.He steps back. “Disgusting,” he says.I whimper and slide to the floor, red-faced and sweaty. I curl myself into a fetal position. I am disgusting. Nausea churns in my gut, and the room swims in front of my eyes.He squats beside me. His hand, the one which was inside me just a moment ago, wipes my wetness over my face, smudging my slime over my lips. He pushes his fingers inside my mouth, making me taste myself, then takes my chin in his hand and forces me to look at him through half-lidded eyes.“Such a slut. You can't be anything more than a worthless whore, can you?” He tosses me aside and stands. “Get on your knees.”Before I know it, I'm doing as he says, sitting back on my heels as he unbuckles his belt and frees his cock. I barely have a moment to breathe before his hand is fisting my hair at the nape of my neck and urging me onto his cock, shoving me down as far as I can go, until it slams against the back of my throat. I have to hold onto his muscular thighs for balance, the way he roughly drives into my open, slobbering mouth.Above me, his mouth hangs open, breathing heavy. A flush spreads across his cheeks, and his brows furrow.'What would your friends say, if they could see you like this?” he growls. “Debased like this? If they could see the pathetic whore you really are? Would they laugh at you, knowing how much you love being face-fucked like this?'My eyes roll back in my head and I sob, my mouth stretched around him. Rivulets of saliva dribble down my chin, my neck, between my breasts, which jiggle from the force of his thrusts.He makes a rough sound at the back of his throat. “Fuck... Would they use you like I am? Would they want a turn to ruin you? Fuck your pretty little mouth like I am? You wouldn't stop them, just let them take what they want, just like I'm taking what I want from you, oh, you're so good at taking my cock, “He pulls out and I gasp for air, gulping raspy breaths. I fall back, hands catching myself on the carpet as I try to recover, but before I can, he's positioning himself behind me, manhandling me so I'm on my hands and knees, face pressed against the carpet, ass presented to him like an offering.No preamble, no warning, he slams himself deep into me. The sound he makes, a feral and debauched groan, might be the hottest thing I've ever heard. It's equal parts primal and hedonic, all pretense of keeping quiet long forgotten. His blunt nails dig into the soft flesh of my hips as he drives himself into me, over and over and over.It's animalistic and it's savage, the vulgar slapping of his balls against my skin, the sweat and snot and tears and dribbling down my face, the wretched sobbing squeaks I make as he fucks me relentlessly. It is both endlessly hot and humiliating. There's the heat of shame curdling in my gut, how I shouldn't want this, it shouldn't feel so good. But then the way his strong hands tangle in my hair, pulling me, dragging me up against him; then the way he clamps his canines into my neck, the sharp painful pleasure of it; the way I know I couldn't fight him even if I tried. The way I am completely and utterly at his mercy; all of it has my thighs clenching and quivering as my second orgasm builds.“You're gonna come from this, huh? You close again, huh?” he pants in my ear. “This is what turns you on? Used like the worthless piece of meat you are?'I can't pretend. Sobbing, moaning, covered in drool and snot, I nod. “Uh huh. You can have me, you can use me. Have me however you want,” I whimper in my phlegmy voice. “You're so; oh; I'm so close; I'm gonna.'“Nope,” he says, suddenly pulling out of me, all at once leaving me empty and wanting. “You're not going to come again. You're mine to use, you're not allowed to like it too, you greedy little slut.” He rolls me over on my back, and, kneeling above me, strokes himself over my face. I open my mouth, tongue out, ready for him, while my fingers press against my aching clit, desperately clutching at the remnants of my ruined orgasm.“Fuck, look at you,” he breathes, “slimy, disgusting little slut. Fuck, you're so perfect.” He continues to mumble words both degrading and flattering until, with a final moan, his come spills over my tongue, hot and salty. As his spend drips down my flushed face, my hips gyrate into my hands and I spill over, too. My second orgasm is a weak, ruined shadow of the first, empty of my therapist but full of disgrace. I feel thoroughly debased. Disgusting. Glazed with spunk, a husk of a woman.The air is hot and thick with sex. There's a heavy ache in my center, a cold emptiness, as I stare up at the ceiling. I still don't believe what's just happened. There must be some mistake, some misunderstanding. Maybe I'm having a psychotic break. Maybe this is all in my head. Some fantasy turned foul.I can hear him re-buckling his belt and shuffling about at the desk, until he appears beside me, gently helping me sit upright. Tenderly he wipes the goo from my face with wet wipes, deep brown eyes searching mine. His dark curls are plastered to his face with sweat.“Nobody will know about this,” he says in a low voice. “You have my word. I know better than anyone how fragile you are, and how poorly you will handle anyone knowing how you threw yourself at me like that. Nobody will know what a greedy whore you really are. You can trust me.” The cruelty in his words are softened by how gentle he's being, softly caressing my shoulders as he wipes away the gunk from my skin.He's taking care of me.It's nice.He's a good person.He helps me to my feet. I shake like a lamb.“Anyway, our time is up.” He opens the door and ushers me out. “I'll see you next week.'The last I see of him is a predatory, vulpine grin, before the door clicks shut.Clinical PleasureKate visits Doctor Yang to treat her sexual dysfunctions.Based on a post by nymphic“Kate Williams?” calls the receptionist.At the sound of her name, a fair-complexioned young woman jerks her strawberry blonde head up. “Yes?”“Doctor Yang is ready to see you. Third door on the right.”Timidly, Kate walks up to Doctor Yang's office. She smooths her dress and takes a deep, shaky breath before entering.Doctor Yang looks to be in his mid-forties--black hair slicked back, greying at the temples. He's fit, with wide shoulders, and his shirt bunches around his elbows where the sleeves are rolled up, showing off well-defined forearms.He gives Kate a firm handshake before ushering her into the room. “Miss Williams, welcome, I'm Doctor Yang. Pull up a chair.”She perches primly on a chair of squeaky vinyl while he takes a seat behind his desk. There's an ancient, blocky computer taking up so much space on his desk, there's barely room left for the messy notes scattered about. Behind, a curtain half obscures an examination table. At the sight of it, trepidation bubbles in Kate's stomach.“What brings you in today?” the doctor asks.“Um.” She stares intently at the floor, unable to explain to this handsome doctor all of her sexual inadequacies.After the silence between them becomes sufficiently awkward, Doctor Yang takes pity on poor Kate, clearing his throat and shuffling his notes.“Look, it's normal to be nervous, but I assure you, I've heard it all before. This is a judgement free space, and I'm here to help you.” He looks at her with kind, dark eyes. “Whenever you're ready.”Kate fiddles with the hem of her sundress as she begins. “Well, I'm in a pretty new relationship right now, and. We're having intimacy issues.”“Intimacy issues,” says Doctor Yang. There's a distinct lack of judgement in his tone, which calms the anxiety in Kate's stomach. He's almost detached as he clack-clack-clacks the clunky keyboard. The behemoth computer buzzes and whirs away as he types. “Tell me more about the issues you've been having.”“My boyfriend and I; he's the one who urged me come here; are, well. We just started sleeping together. And I'm finding it quite difficult.” She bites her lip.“Difficult in what way?”Kate looks down at her sandals as she says, “I'm told sex ought to be pleasurable.”Doctor Yang chuckles, showing off deep dimples. “It's generally supposed to be, yes. That hasn't been your experience?”Kate shakes her head, curly hair bouncing around her shoulders. “No, not the times we've tried together. I just can't see how anything can... fit.” She can feel her face heating up. “Every time we try it's so uncomfortable for me. Sometimes it hurts. Plus, I've never been able to... get there. Not when we're together, at least.”Doctor Yang nods. “You know, many women your age have that experience too. It's completely normal.”“What? You mean this is just how it is?”She must look panic-stricken, because Doctor Yang immediately backtracks. “No, no! It shouldn't hurt, it should never hurt! What I mean to say is that this issue is more common than you realize, and it's definitely something I can help with.”She slumps back in the chair with relief, air whooshing from her lungs.“To get to the bottom of your problem, though,” Doctor Yang continues, “I'm going to ask a few personal questions. There will be no judgement from me, I just want you to answer honestly. Is that okay?” His face is open and friendly, and Kate trusts him, but what could he mean, personal questions? How much more personal can it get?“Sure,” she says, and if Doctor Yang notices her hesitation, he doesn't let on.

In today's class, I'm talking about how to spot opportunities. First, I'll explain what opportunity really is: a set of circumstances that make it possible to do something. We all want new opportunities—whether it's for business, meeting the right people, or reaching our goals. The thing is, opportunities might already be right in front of you, but you might not notice them. I'll help you figure out how to spot these chances and take action! Show Notes: [03:12]#1 Look for it. [08:12]#2 Ask the right questions.  [16:04]#3 Beg, borrow and steal.  [23:04]Recap Next Steps: Text Dre Baldwin: Text Dre at 1.305.384.6894 (or go to http://www.DreAllDay.com/Text) Work On Your Game University: http://www.WorkOnYourGameUniversity.com  Sponsor: AG1 by Athletic Greens: http://drinkAG1.com/WORKONYOURGAME  Get Dre's Emails FREE:  Http://WorkOnMyGame.com  Free Audiobooks:  The Third Day: http://www.ThirdDayBook.com/audible The Mirror Of Motivation: http://www.MirrorOfMotivation.com/audible Get The Free Books: The Third Day: http://ThirdDayBook.com  The Mirror Of Motivation: http://MirrorOfMotivation.com The Overseas Basketball Blueprint: http://BallOverseas.com  Basketball: How To Play As Well As You Practice: http://HoopHandbook.com/Free  Donate:  CashApp: http://Cash.app/$DreBaldwin  PayPal: http://PayPal.me/DreAllDay  Be sure to Subscribe to have each new episode sent directly to you daily! If you're enjoying Work On Your Game, please Review the show and let us know!  Dre on social media: Instagram [http://instagram.com/DreBaldwin] Facebook [http://Facebook.com/WorkOnYourGameUniversity] Twitter / X [http://X.com/DreAllDay] YouTube [http://youtube.com/dreupt]  Facebook Business Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/6figuresandgrowing/  All Episodes + FULL Work On Your Game Podcast archive at:  http://WorkOnYourGamePodcast.com 

As Christians, we should understand that Culture is not a norm, it is a design. What you see people accept as general or popular is a product of someone's mind and design.However, it's important to step back and be introspective. Test all things - I Thessalonians 5:21.A FEW THINGS TO NOTE:

We're back baby, it's 2025, and we're coming at you with an episode all about what we're taking into 2025 with us and what we're leaving behind in 2024. Vision boards were even made with glue sticks, cutouts, and digital scrapbooking. Amanda & Ellyn are excited to share what they're hoping the new year brings. What we're drinking |  Piattelli Vineyard Methode Champenoise Ellyn's Currently Reading | Havoc by Christopher Bollen, How to Seal Your Own Fate by Kristen Perrin, Wild Dark Shore by Charlotte McConaghy, & Here Beside the Rising Tide by Emily Jane Amanda's Currently Reading | Run For the Hills by Kevin Wilson, Lost & Found by Helen Chandler-Wilde, & Waiting for Electricity by Christina Nichol Books coming out this week: Beg, Borrow, or Steal by Sarah Adams, A Language of Dragons by S.F. Williamson, & The Three Lives of Cate Kay by Kate Fagan ______________________________________________________________________ Make sure to subscribe and rate the Bubbles & Books Podcast. And don't forget to share it with your friends. Learn more about a Dog-Eared Books book subscription HERE. Follow us on Instagram: @bubblesandbookspodcast Follow Dog-Eared Books on Instagram: @dogearedbooksames Interested in audiobooks? Listen while supporting Dog-Eared Books HERE. Visit us! www.dogearedbooksames.com

On this episode of Talking Buffalo, Patrick Moran is joined by Rams blogger Blaine Grisak of Turf Show Times (SB Nation) for a preview of the Buffalo Bills vs Los Angeles Rams game coming up Sunday, including keys to victory for each team, bold predictions and a final score guess. The Bills have won seven in a row, are 10-2 on the season and chasing the top overall seed in the AFC. Meanwhile the Rams are stuck in neutral at 6-6 and in a fight both in the NFC west as well as a wild card possibility. Translation---it's a big game for both teams. Patrick asks Blaine plenty of questions about the Rams from the perspective of someone covering the team, including a very young defensive line that has arguably turned into the biggest asset they have on the team. Conversely the offense has struggled to maintain any consistency, even with proven talent like Matt Stafford, Kyren Williams, Cooper Kupp and Puca Nucua. They both offer their keys to a win, with Patrick focused on the Bills offensive line, holding the Rams to field goal opportunities and simply not allowing themselves to look ahead to Detroit next week. Bold predictions are made for both teams as well, with Patrick thinking Josh Allen's due for a season-high in passing yards while Blaine boldly predicts Stafford will outplay the current MVP betting favorite. That plus will the guys agree on who wins with their score predictions and much more. Beg sure to follow Turf Show Times for Rams coverage, especially this week. Major props to Talking Buffalo sponsor, Sonny Red's at 1841 Abbott Road in Lackawanna, just minutes from Highmark Stadium. We consider them THE most underrated spot for wings, pizza and other great food in Western New York plus it's a great place to drink and have a great time. ♦♦♦♦♦ Follow Patrick Moran/Talking Buffalo Podcast  Substack: Patrick Moran's Substack Twitter:  @PatrickMoranTB Blue Sky: @PatrickMoranTB.bsky.social Instagram: @PatrickMoranTB Facebook: Talking Buffalo Podcast  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

With less than a week until the election, Americans face a stark choice about their country's future. While Trump's supporters wave flags from the Revolutionary War — a war fought against a king —Trump seeks to expand presidential authority and claim immunity from wrongdoing. This week, we're joined by Mona Charen, Policy Editor at The Bulwark and host of "Beg to Differ" podcast, and Harvard Professor Emeritus Laurence H. Tribe, to explore Trump's shallow patriotism and his disregard for the very Constitution he could once again swear to preserve, protect and defend. Follow The Weekly Show with Jon Stewart on social media for more:  > YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@weeklyshowpodcast > Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/weeklyshowpodcast > TikTok: https://tiktok.com/@weeklyshowpodcast  > X: https://x.com/weeklyshowpod Host/Executive Producer – Jon Stewart Executive Producer – James Dixon Executive Producer – Chris McShane Executive Producer – Caity Gray Lead Producer – Lauren Walker Producer – Brittany Mehmedovic Video Editor & Engineer – Sam Reid Audio Editor & Engineer – Nicole Boyce Researcher & Associate Producer – Gillian Spear Music by Hansdle Hsu — This podcast is brought to you by: ZipRecruiter Try it for free at this exclusive web address: ziprecruiter.com/ZipWeekly Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices