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Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 6 Lab Results and Quarantines Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.   The Docs signed off, leaving me alone in the little meeting room again. Not knowing when I would be able to leave, I decided to try and fall back on one of my old military instincts; sleep when you can. So I got comfortable in the chair, closed my eyes, and let myself drift into a fitful, not-quite-soothing sleep. "Harri," someone said, and I woke with a start as my shoulder was touched. "Urm," I grunted, and sniffed in a breath as I blinked rapidly and looked around. I was still in the room, and Miriam was smiling at me. She was dressed in fatigues here in the military office complex instead of her service dress blues and her hair was up in a standard military bun hidden beneath the standard issue cap. "Just like a grunt to take any reason for a nap," she grinned at me. "Come on. We can talk in my office." I stood, yawned and stretched, feeling something pop in my back and my shoulder from the uncomfortable position I'd been in. "Lead the way, Lieutenant Colonel," I said. She rolled her eyes at me a little but didn't say anything, just opening the door and walking through. I followed her back into that hallway where Brent had clocked me. He wasn't in the waiting room at the end of the hall. "Is Brent,” I started to ask. "He's waiting on another floor," Miriam said. "Refuses to leave until he sees his daughter is alright. It's making operations slow down over at the construction site, but I can't blame him." "Neither can I," I said, touching the tenderness of my black eye. Miriam led me through several very plain corridors lined with doors. None of them had windows to see in, and most had nameplate mounts but lacked names, and instead were labelled with numbers. It struck me as secretive, and that meant I was probably in the Air Force part of the building and not the Vaccine Test Center part. If they were trying to make people feel at ease joining an experimental program, these plain walls and doors forming a maze were not the way to do it. Confounding an enemy trying to sneak through this part of the building, though? It was perfect. I followed Miriam until she stopped at a seemingly random door and opened it, leading me into a large office. It had a large bank of windows, but extra-heavy curtains had been hung over them and were drawn shut to the point I wondered if they were nailed in place. One wall was entirely covered in a whiteboard with all sorts of coded writing on it. There were two desks in the room; the main desk was scattered with papers and a computer terminal, with a plush office chair tucked in behind it. The second desk had more stuff on it, but in neater piles, and Captain Bloomberg was sitting behind it at work. She glanced up at us as we entered and gave me a slightly judgmental look, before going back to the printout she was reading. The rest of the office space was dominated by file shelving units, a gun safe, and a leather couch that looked uncomfortable but was probably soft as hell. "Captain, could you give us five?" Miriam asked. "Of course, Ma'am," she nodded, set down the papers face-down and stepped around her desk to the door. She shot Miriam a quick look, and Miriam gave her one back, and the Captain left. If I had to guess it was to do with the fact that the office was probably full of classified material and information and the Captain was silently reminding her superior officer not to let me poke around or leave me alone in there. "Sit, please," Miriam sighed once the door was closed and we were alone, gesturing at the couch. I did, instantly sinking into it, and she sat on the other end and turned to me. "So, now that we know it's not life-threatening, you feel ready to get teased yet?" I snorted a little and scratched at my beard. "It's still a little raw," I admitted. "Just like how you fucked her?" Miriam asked with a grin. "Sorry, that's the only one." I shook my head and chuckled. There were few kinds of people who could be as morbidly crude and insulting, and mean it in the best way, as a military friend. "Seriously, Harri," she said. "I got a briefing on it. She's fine, you're fine. No one is in trouble." "Tell that to her father," I said. "And I can't blame him for probably wanting to kill me." "Yeah, well, tough shit for him," Miriam said. "We've expanded his Need to Know status and gave him some more info on the vaccine to calm him down. He's not happy, but he's not worried anymore. Seriously though, did you have to go and fuck my lead civilian contractor's daughter?" "We were friendly with her," I said, and let out a long breath. "Erica said she thought Vanessa might be a little interested. I don't think either of us expected her to show up on our proverbial doorstep and ask for a foursome." "I always did think Erica was a smart woman after we met," Miriam said. "Though I figured you'd lost a few brain cells since you weren't dating her at the time." "There's a whole story behind that," I said, waving her off. "I'm sure there is," Miriam smiled. "Doesn't mean it's a good excuse though." "Well, Vanessa seems to think you have a crush on me after she met you for all of two minutes," I shot back at her. Miriam flushed for a moment but didn't look away from me, still in command in her own office. "Vanessa might have been doing a bit of projecting," she said. "I'm not into hillbillies with bushy beards and big guts." "Ouch," I laughed, holding my stomach. Sure, I wasn't in the peak physical form I'd been in coming out of the military, but I hadn't gone that soft. Miriam and I continued to chat and laugh for a few more minutes until the Captain came back and then Miriam let me borrow some sound-cancelling headphones and hang out on their couch while they were working. They had food ordered in and Miriam and I ate dinner together while Captain Bloomberg ate as she kept working at her desk. It wasn't until I noticed that the faint bit of light leaking around the edges of the curtains was dimming that it had been a long day and I hadn't been able to contact Erica and Ivy. I asked Miriam if I could have my phone back just to update them, and she and the Captain had to discuss it for a long moment before they decided they could probably do the texting for me, but for security protocols I couldn't be given control of the phone. When my phone powered on it took a long moment for it to connect to service, and then it started buzzing like crazy and a bunch of messages came in. Miriam was holding it, and her eyes went a little wide as the message notification scrolled by. "Um," she said. "Well, it looks like you and your partners are... happy together." "Oh no," I groaned. "What did they send?" "Well, you have a whole bunch of messages from Brent Peters chewing you out, so there's that," Miriam said. "But, uh, well, there are photos from your partners." "Sorry," I shrugged, once again finding my face heating up at the exposure of my sex life. "It's fine," Miriam said. "It was my idea to do the texting anyways." She tapped around on the phone for a moment. "Alright, I'll just say 'Harri isn't allowed to use his phone right now. This is Miriam Abarbanel. He is fine, no trouble. Vanessa is also fine and healthy. They will return tomorrow.'" "That's fine," I said with a nod. I would have liked to tell them more, and that I loved them. And that they shouldn't have been trying to send me whatever scandalous photos they had considering I was in military custody at the moment. Miriam hit send and a minute later another text came through and she opened it, immediately rolling her eyes and setting my phone down. "What?" I asked. "Erica sent another photo, and I think it was for me," she said. "What? Really?" I asked. Miriam opened the photo again and turned my phone around to show me. Erica and Ivy were both sunbathing in the chairs, topless. The third Adirondack had a name tag written on a piece of paper and taped to the back of the chair that red 'Vanessa.' Beside it, they had put out another lawn chair and had quickly put another nametag on it that said 'Miriam.' I couldn't help the little snort of laughter that came out of me, and I covered my mouth to try and stop from giggling a bit. "I'm sorry," I said. Miriam laughed once and set my phone down. "You know, Erica is the right kind of trouble for you I think," she said. "You haven't spent enough time with Ivy," I countered. "That girl is mischievous. I bet the Vanessa one was Erica's idea to try and cheer her up, and the other one was Ivy." "If you've got any pictures from that Danielle woman, I wouldn't mind checking those out," Captain Bloomberg said from over at her desk. "Laura," Miriam said, a little shocked. "What? I told you when we first saw her, that woman could turn a bigoted granny gay," Laura said. "That's fair," Miriam said thoughtfully. "Hey, no arguments from me," I said. Miriam and the Captain ended up finishing their work days, though Miriam told me that she was on call 24/7 anyways and they stayed in apartments lower in the building. She offered to try and find me a free one to rest overnight, but I asked her if I could see Vanessa and stay in whatever medical room she was in. I didn't want her to wake up from the process and be alone. This started a silent conversation of sharp looks between Miriam and Laura, until Laura sighed. "She's not alone. Her father hasn't left her side since we let him see her. This is... let's call it a legal grey area at the moment. Technically you're not even extended family, so he would get precedent on deciding who can be there," she said. "But under the circumstances of the Vaccine imprinting, there's been some debate going around the legal circles of what constitutes a civil union. The matter's still up in the air, but there's a case to be made that you and she are now more intimately connected than she and her father. So I guess the question is do you want to push the issue?" "Oh, fuck," I groaned, and had to massage the bridge of my nose. "On the one hand, yes I want to see her. On the other, Brent deserves to be pissed at me and worried about her. Can I just talk to him?" "Honestly, Harri," Miriam said. "I think you should probably leave that whole conversation to Vanessa and how she wants to have it. Doesn't matter how much you defend yourself, you're still the guy that fucked that man's daughter in a pretty... degenerate seems too strong, but pervy is too weak. Anyways, you fucking her like that brought her here, and he's now aware that she's going to be intimately connected to you for a while." I puffed out my cheeks and let the air blow out slowly, unsure of what to do. "I can try talking to him," Laura offered. "But honestly, I don't know if it would do any good." "It's fine," I finally conceded. "He can be there, just find me another room where I can crash, and let me know when she's awake?" "I'll leave a standing order with the nurses," Miriam nodded. So, as Miriam and Laura finished up for the day, they sent for the night sentry who patrolled the floor and let him know I would be in the staff break room and was allowed to eat out of the cupboards and use the washrooms. Once the airman was gone Laura excused herself and left me with Miriam. "It was nice having you around, Harri," she grinned, dropping her command facade again. She put her hand on my upper arm and grinned, giving me a wink. "And I was joking when I called you fat." "Yeah, well, you really hurt my feelings," I fake-cried, making her laugh. "I'll see you tomorrow before you leave, alright? And I still expect that beer next time I'm up at the site," she said and gave me a peck on the cheek. "You got it," I said, and pecked her back. "And thank you for all of this today, by the way." "Happy to help," she said, and then escorted me to the room where I would spend the next seven hours. The sentry woke me up around four in the morning. I had Cheeto dust on my shirt and fingers, the bag I'd found in the staff room cupboard almost empty and crumpled up on my chest. "Sir, I've been asked to bring you down to the medical wing," he said. "Fuck," I said, blinking awake and standing up. "Uh, give me a second." I went into the men's washroom and quickly washed my hands and my face, and tried to get myself straightened out. Looking in the mirror, I could tell that I'd been running on empty for a bit, but I didn't look as bad as I might have if I hadn't been getting in some light napping at least. The airman brought me to the elevator and punched a button for about a dozen floors down, and when we stepped off of it, it was clear that we were in a more public-facing area, though the number of armed airmen on guard was actually higher. The floor was still quiet, this early in the morning, and generally featured a lot more stuff. There were glass panes and windows everywhere and the place looked like what I would picture a medical bay would in a not-too-distant future medical show. There were a few nurses around, but most of the rooms and beds were empty. We passed by one room that was sealed up with a little yellow light near the handle flashing 'Quarantine Active.' That got me gulping and moving. We turned a corner and I saw her. Vanessa was sitting up in a hospital bed, an IV drip hooked in to one arm. She was in a hospital gown and didn't have any of her usual makeup on, so she looked... sick wasn't the right word. She looked different enough that I noticed it, but it was like seeing Erica without her makeup that first time. It was different but I liked seeing the natural her. "Vanessa, I'm,” I started, but then she threw a magazine at my head. "Harri, I swear to God if you try and apologize to me, I'll throw another one," Vanessa said. She had a stack of a few of them on a little rolling bedside stand, where she also had a tray from a shitty cafeteria meal. "You look good, Vee," I said, changing my mind. She blushed and smiled. "No, I don't. Liar." "Okay, you look as good as someone in a hospital bed can," I said. "Come sit, Harri," she said, shifting herself in the bed and patting beside her. I did, and she took my hand in one of hers and lifted the other to brush a finger against my bruised eye. "The night nurse told me what happened when I woke up." I opened my mouth to apologize again but remembered what she'd said and clicked it shut. She smirked and squeezed my fingers. "Good, you're learning." "So you're not pissed off?" I asked. Vanessa leaned her head back on the pillows propping her up, taking a deep breath. "Maybe at the world, a little. But at you? Or Erica and Ivy? No. I went in there knowing what I was asking for, and you told me the risk. I decided getting off with you three was worth it." She broke into a small smile. "And from what I remember, it was pretty fantastic." "It was," I chuckled. "I mean, wild and filthy, but fantastic." She was looking at me, searching my face for something. I couldn't tell if she found it or not. "I spoke to my Dad. He told me he decked you pretty good but I wasn't expecting a full-on shiner." "He definitely got me," I said, touching my eye. "Wasn't as bad as I felt I deserved." "Yeah, well I told him if he does it again I'll deck him," she said. "And that if he tries to take any revenge on you, he's just punishing me." "Does that mean what I think it means?" I asked. She brought my hand up to her chest and put it over her heart. "Harri, I'm stuck with you no matter what at this point, but if you guys will have me I'd like to move into your crammed RV life. I thought you and Erica were cool since we met, and we know we're sexually compatible. The way I see it, I can either fight this thing just for the sake of fighting, or I can get on board the Harrison train and enjoy the ride." "Vanessa, I; God, I wish I had my phone right now," I said. "There's a picture the girls sent that you'll want to see." Vanessa rolled her eyes and her smile grew. "Oh, I got several pictures," Vanessa said. "I've already seen them. Why don't you have your phone?" "I was up on a secure floor," I said. "Lieutenant Colonel Abarbanel was actually the one to see them when she helped me message back that we were Okay." "Then you have some surprises waiting for you I think," Vanessa grinned. "But for now, you're all mine." She pulled me towards her and guided me into a kiss. Then she whispered into my lips as our noses rubbed against each other. "Pull the privacy screen around us." "Here? Really?" I asked. "My nurse actually encouraged it," Vanessa said. "She said we just need to try and keep it down." I stood up and went to the curtain built into the rolling track around Vanessa's bed and pulled it around us, blocking out the rest of the room, and the hallway beyond the glass observation doors. When I turned back to her, Vanessa was shrugging out of her hospital gown, her cute little tits jiggling. I kicked off my shoes and got up on the hospital bed with her, picking her up a bit and sliding her down into a laying position and tucking my head down to suck on one of her nipples. "Oh, Harri," she crooned, her hand running through my hair. Her nipples got hard quickly as I played my tongue over them, feeling the little boob around it tug and pull as I moved around. I popped off and raised my lips to hers again, giving her a kiss. "I didn't get to spend that much time telling you how beautiful and sexy I think you are," I said between kisses. "Harri, you don't need to lie," she said. "My boobs are tiny. I'm used to; Ah, fuck!" I cut her off by grabbing the tit I hadn't sucked on, squeezing it hard enough to make her hiss a little bit. I'd seen she liked a little rough pawing and play during the foursome, so I used it now to make a point. "If you ever tell me these aren't perfect, I'll spank you so hard you'll have my handprint on your ass for a week." "Fuck, Harri; Fuck," she groaned as I let my grip on her tit loosen, and then bent down and took that nipple into my mouth as well. "Fine. You like my tits. I believe you." "Don't just believe me," I said. "Vanessa, you said you thought Erica and I were cool when we first met. Well, I thought you were fascinating. This gorgeous, tough woman who knew how to take charge and make things happen. Beautiful from head to toe even when you were trying to downplay it for work. Now, you're going to lay back so that I can explore every inch of your gorgeous, perfect body." She looked like she was somewhere between beaming happily and crying, but she nodded. I started back up at her lips and kissed around her jaw and down her neck to her collar bone. Then down to her chest, where I teased her nipples some more, rolling one between my fingers while I tongued and lightly nibbled on the other. Once they were both standing proud and weren't about to go down, I helped her pull the hospital gown off until it was hanging from the arm with the IV in it, revealing the rest of her body to me. I kissed down her stomach to her bellybutton and pressed my forehead against her, kissing her fit stomach softly, then moving lower. I got to the point between her belly button and her mound where her scar was, and the Strength tattoo. I took my time there, kissing it, and tracing my finger along the letters of the tattoo. I turned back to look up at her face and she was pensive, staring at me with this worried look like I was going to change my mind about her. "Perfect," I told her again, "And strong as hell." My lips went further, down onto her mound where a smattering of hairs were poking out. She'd obviously shaved herself in the past, but not as recently as I bet she would have liked. But I didn't care, and I kissed along the stubble of her pubic hair, letting it play against my lips as my beard played against her skin. She spread her legs for me, and I slipped around on the bed so I was laying between them on my stomach, looking up at her. "Do you want me to do this here?" I asked her. "Harri, I want your cock inside me like nothing else," she said. "We'll get there," I grinned, and began to explore her cunt with my lips and tongue. I took my time, softly kissing and licking, searching every nook and cranny of her outer and inner labia. Then I did it again, sucking a little harder, nibbling just a touch, finding the sweet spots that made her legs quiver or her breath catch in a hiccup or gasp. Then I went deeper, peeling her open with my fingers to see the soft pink of her hole, and tasted and teased her. She mewled for me, clawing at the bed. I kept needing to move her leg back as it came up and wanted to curl in towards me until I just planted my hand on her thigh and pushed her open, holding her leg wide. Then I did the same to the other leg, pushing them back further, and I slowly licked from her hole up her lips to her clit hood, teasing the tip of my tongue under it before pushing it back with my upper lip and prodding her clit softly. "Making me... ugh!" Vanessa grunted with a girlish tone, gasping for air. I did it again and watched as another little orgasm rolled through her, her cunt flexing as her abdominal muscles clenched. Moving lower I kissed the inner curve of her ass cheek and looked up from between her legs to meet her gaze. She watched me, a little surprised, as I practically buried my nose in her cunt so that I could drive my tongue against her asshole. Her brow furrowed as I did it, and one eye twtiched as I teased the outer ring, then centered on it and nudged the tip of my tongue a little deeper. "Not here," she gasped suddenly, and I stopped. "I; not here," she said again. "Okay," I said, moving up from her ass and kissing the crook of her thigh. "Just like that?" she asked. "What kind of guys have you been seeing that don't stop when you say no?" I asked back. She blinked. "The kind who don't eat ass, and rarely eat cunt," she said. "So the wrong kind." "Then let me ask you; what do you want me to do now?" She closed her eyes and blew out a long breath through pursed lips, before opening them. "Get your pants off and fuck me while we make out. I want to feel you on top of me." I grinned and slipped off the bed, undoing my belt and kicking my pants off. I was already hard, and she was wet from my exploratory oral, so I got back up on the bed and got over her in a standard missionary position. "Like this?" I asked her. She reached down and got my cock in position, and wrapped a leg around my waist and ass to pull me into her. "Like this," she said with a grin as I slowly penetrated deeper into her. Vanessa was hot and clenched my cock in a rippling sensation as I drove in, slowly fucking into her until I was buried to my root. She grabbed my beard in her hand and pulled me into a kiss as we stayed still and connected. "Ow," I muttered into the kiss. "Sorry," she laughed, releasing my beard. "It's fine," I said and kissed her deeply. We made out, our tongues doing more work than my cock for a long moment, until we started grinding against each other. The rhythm built up slowly, less a pounding than a sensuous back and forth that felt more like dancing. Well, the best kind of dancing where my cock was inside of a beautiful woman. Our kiss broke as we panted against each other. "More," she gasped. "More what?" "More weight," she said. "I want to feel you." I lowered myself from my elbows, letting my body press down against hers like a too-heavy weighted blanket. "Umm," she groaned somewhere at the back of her throat. Her body felt tense under mine, but slowly loosened. I kissed the side of her neck, and she ran the heel of her foot down my leg and then back up to my butt. The soft whoosh of the glass door opening outside of the privacy curtain made us both stop moving. "Vanessa, you good in there?" asked a woman. "Yep," she said. "So good. Perfect." There was a long moment of silence, and then, "Oh. Sorry for interrupting. If you and Mr. Black can finish up, your Father was hoping to see you. I can stall him for ten minutes?" "Thanks," Vanessa called back, biting her lips. Two soft footsteps and the door whooshed again, settling closed. "Oh my God," Vanessa groaned. "I can do a lot in ten minutes," I said with a grin. "No, we have less than that," she sighed. "I need to get cleaned up and dressed first, and you need to be out of here before he gets here. But first I need you to fuck me hard and fast and give me your cum." So that's what I did. I raised up higher again to gain the leverage I needed and I started pounding into her with hard, steady strokes. Vanessa gasped, and soon we were back in that rolling rhythm of our hips except it was way more fucking than dancing. Our eyes never left each other, and when I went in for another kiss she bit my lip as she started to come. That pushed me towards my own edge, and I got myself there by reaching down and strumming my thumb against her clit just as she was coming down, pushing her right back into a second wave of orgasm as her body clenched and I released. "Fuck," I growled, thrusting my hips forward and emptying my balls into her. "Fuck, Vanessa!" She arched her back, silently screaming before she exhaled hard and released the tension. We both lay there panting for a long moment. "I really want to fuck you again," I said. "Right now. I'm still hard as a rock for you." "I can feel that, you fucking caveman," Vanessa laughed, cock drunk for the moment. "But I need to clean up and you need to go." "One more thing," I said, and kissed her again. I got my clothes on first and then helped her find and put on her pants. She hadn't worn underwear when she had come to visit us the morning before when this whole thing kicked off, so now she was going to be leaking my cum into her jeans. Her shirt was there as well, but she was still hooked up to the IV, which meant I had to leave the room and send a nurse to help her. I stopped at the edge of the privacy curtain, looking back at her. "Go," she motioned to me. "I'm not leaving. You can see my tits any time you want." Maybe I was cunt drunk, but I wanted to tell her I loved her. I just grinned and blew her a kiss and a wink before slipping out. Once she couldn't see me, I shook my head. I thought orgasms were supposed to give you post-nut clarity, I thought. I almost blurted that out, and no matter how compatible we were sexually I knew that wasn't the right thing to say at the moment. I found the nurse, who went to help Vanessa, while another one brought me back to the elevator where I was met by the night sentry again. He brought me back up to the waiting room I'd been in before, and I flopped onto the couch. "Harri. Harri, we need to stop meeting like this," Miriam said, and I blinked awake again as she was standing over me and smirking. "Fuck," I grunted. "What time is it?" "Just past 0600," she said. "We've got a couple of cars ready to drive you back home." "A couple?" I frowned. "Brent left earlier in his own vehicle," Miriam said. "But we're sending you back with two more partners for your friend Leo. I already spoke with Vanessa and she said she wanted to ride with them to try and help them stay calm through their vaccination." I closed my eyes again as I parsed what she was saying. "Okay, hold on. Leo is getting two new partners?" "From what I red they are a bisexual couple who wanted to stay together," Miriam said. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and sucked in a big breath through my nose. "Well, at least mine isn't the only RV that's going to be packed to the gills." Miriam brought me down to the underground garage for the building and handed my phone back to me. Two black SUV were idling, the windows all tinted to the point that I couldn't see a single thing inside including the drivers. I turned back to Miriam. "Just another day?" I asked her. "Hell no," she smirked. "You, Harrison Black, as the biggest pain in my ass since I took this posting." Then she pulled me into a hug. "But I wouldn't change a God damn thing about it. I'll see you once our on-site office is up and running." "I'm looking forward to it," I said, giving her a squeeze back. "Lieutenant Colonel." "That's Miriam to you, soldier," she said, pulling back with a smirk and kissing me on the cheek. The elevator bingled and I was shocked, or really mildly surprised, to see Agent Sourpuss leading two women bundled up in hooded jumpsuits with masks on. Sourpuss took one look at me and sneered, directing the two women to the front SUV and climbing in with them. "What was that about?" I asked. "Oh, she's pissed off because she keeps getting seconded to us for transportation detail," Miriam said. "I have no idea why, but she isn't happy about it." "No; Technically I'm pretty sure that was my fault, actually. But I meant the whole bundled up get up." "First, why am I not surprised you're a pain in the ass for other people as well? And second, it's new protocols coming up from California and the first testing area. I guess there have been some questions around whether vaccinated but unbonded women could contract or become carriers for the virus. It's the latest back and forth between the scientists." "Speaking of which," I said. "I know why I don't need to be all bundled up, but why don't you? Are you imprinted on someone?" "Me? No," Miriam said. "Not yet, anyway. I'll do it when they push the order out, for now we're still technically in the testing phase for a bit longer. Everyone who leaves the building and re-enters without being vaccinated is getting blood tested and quarantined; it sucks, but it leaves us able to work functionally instead of talking to each other through hazmat suits." The elevator bingled again, and this time it was Vanessa who stepped out as a sentry gestured her towards the front SUV. She saw me immediately and veered off course, coming to me. I wrapped her up in a hug and noticed Miriam giving me a hard-to-read look. "Hey," I said to Vanessa. "I hear you're playing therapy animal for Leo's new partners." "They asked me to," Vanessa said. "From what I understand, the nurses don't think the woman who is supposed to be doing it does a very good job at calming nerves." Miriam snorted a little but covered it with a cough, looking at me. "Well, I feel like I'm missing out on some more alone time with you, but I understand why," I said. "Do me a favor and try and feel them out a bit, see what they're like." "I will," she smirked and went on her tiptoes to give me a peck on the lips. "They're going to be our neighbors, after all." "Yes they are," I grinned and patted her butt. "See you at home?" "Fuck. Home," Vanessa said, backing away from me. "I haven't had one of those in a while. It's gonna be weird." She turned and strode to the SUV and got in the back. "That one might be trouble," Miriam said. "They're all trouble," I laughed. "See you sooner than later?" "Sooner than later," she grinned and winked. I went to the back SUV, which was apparently my personal chauffeur for the sole reason that Agent Sourpuss couldn't find an ounce of empathy in her. Hopefully there's a partition between the front and the back, I thought. I can check those pictures Erica and Ivy were sending me. When I opened the back door of the SUV to get in I had to stop. "Ah," I said. "That explains a lot." I slid in and shut the door. "Agent Grierson." The craggy-faced Agent smirked and nodded. "Harrison. When I heard there was an anomalous vaccination issue, I decided to check it out and lo and behold, it's my favorite redneck." "Did you just come to check-in, or are you looking to offload some more government cash on me?" I asked. The SUVs started moving, pulling out of the garage and into downtown Portland. "Kid, you know I don't need to come to see you to check in," he said. "And I don't have the time to just come shoot the shit, no matter how much I'd enjoy a good fuckin' day off once in a while. I'm here to ask a favor." "Well now you're just being coy," I said. "You know that I know you didn't have to let that lease thing through instead of a flat purchase, so you've got me cornered." "Well, the good news is that I'm not asking you to do anything underhanded," Grierson said. "I noticed you've recently taken on a security consulting contract and your clearance has been restored. I'm going to open it up a little bit more here, if that's alright with you." "Playful, then coy, then asking my permission? Jesus fuck, what are you about to ask me to do?" "Alright, kid. Here's the deal," Grierson sighed. "Sometime in the next few days you're going to get a new partner delivered to you. What I need you to do is keep an eye on her. She's the daughter of the Ambassador from the Philippines, and officially we've run her through the Oracle matching system as a diplomatic courtesy. What no one else knows, including people in that building we just left, is that her Oracle results didn't matter. I'm placing her with you, and scattering a few other Filipino nationals in safe little corners of the country, as a deal with the NICA." "Wait, that's the..." I had to wrack my brain going back to my Military Police training. "Isn't that the CIA of the Philippines?" "A much lesser version, yes," Grierson said. "On the official unofficial paperwork, it's a spy deal. We're going to take care of some of their valuable people who are here, and they're going to take care of some of our valuable people who are over there. The unofficial unofficial deal is that we don't have anyone over there, and the government of the Philippines is going to let us stage our latest espionage attempts into China from their shores. There's a fucking information blackout coming out of China right now, and other than satellite images we've got nothing on what's going on in there." "Okay, hold on," I said. "So am I taking in this Ambassador's daughter as payment for the US Government?" "No, you're taking her in because Kyla Bautista is also secretly a spy who just graduated from the University of Southern California with a degree in dance, and while she was there we suspect she turned at least four different Professors and research assistants into assets for NICA for Intellectual Property espionage. I'm scooping her up and putting her with you because you're so far off the radar that no one would think you're keeping an eye on her, and so that the Chinese can't find her if they figure out what's going on and want some revenge. But most of all, I'm putting her with you because, despite your record and stupid career choices after you left the military, you have the mindset to keep an eye on her without her or anyone else knowing that's what's going on." "This is all well and good, Grierson," I said. "But I've got three women imprinted on me already, one of them by mistake. How the hell am I supposed to add a fourth woman into the mix?" Grierson snorted. "Kid, I got news for you. By this time next year, I'd bet all that money I just put into your bank account that you'll look back and think what a naive question that was." I sighed and shook my head slowly. "What does her father think of her getting matched off like that? Does he even know?" "Oh, he was pissed until he got cut in on an early vaccination as well for his wife, along with his long-time second in command who he's been having an affair with, and his additional American mistress who is very black and very formidable, neither of whom the wife knows about. He seems to think it'll be fine." "Jesus," I sighed, shaking my head. "So what, is the OGA offering to pay me for spy sitting?" "No," Grierson said. "But there is an upside." "What's that?" "Like I said, Kyla Bautista graduated with a degree in dance. If I wasn't too fucking busy being ethical, I'd have just put her in my house. The woman is something else." "That's gross," I said, my face twisting in mild disgust. "It's reality, kid. Game it out; people need to fuck to save their lives. Even before this shit show people put a value on beauty over pretty much anything else. What do you think it's going to be like when the entire country is getting matched up?" "I don't know," I sighed. "That's; I don't even want to think about it." "And that's why they pay me and my people the big bucks," Grierson said. He tapped on the glass partition that separated us from the front seat, and the SUV began to pull over. "I'm not asking you to do anything you wouldn't have anyways. Just keep an eye on her for me, alright?" "Fine," I said. "But if she takes one look at me and asks for someone else, I can't do anything about that. I'm not forcing some woman into this." "Won't be a problem," Grierson said. The SUV came to a stop, and he stepped out. "Grierson," I said, and he turned back. "Miriam said someone pulled some strings to get her assigned where she is. Was that you?" "What?" Grierson raised an eyebrow. "You think I like you that much, kid?" "That wasn't an answer," I said. "Well, if it was me, I think maybe you owe me another one still," he said, then shut the door. Another car had pulled up behind us, which he got into, and it pulled a big U-turn in the middle of the empty street and drove back the way we'd come. The driver of my ride pulled back onto the street and sped up to catch the other SUV in our mini convoy, and I was left to my thoughts. I sighed and opened my phone. I didn't want to think about this Grierson thing. If it happened, then it happened and we'd deal with it. I went to my messages and opened the ones from Erica and Ivy. "Fucking hell," I sighed, looking at the lewd pictures and knowing that Miriam had seen them. "What am I going to do with three women?" Or four? Or more? I was going to need a bigger bed, and quickly. I stretched, feeling several somethings in my back and shoulders pop, as I got out of the back of the nondescript black SUV and felt the gravel of the construction site crunch under my boots. The place was bustling since we'd arrived mid-morning, and I saw more than a few of the workers taking looks over at me and starting to talk to each other. The rumor mill must have been burning hard since Vanessa had gotten carted off in a military helicopter and flown away. First things first, however, was to not unload two vaccinated-but-unbonded women into the middle of a construction site. I flashed a quick thumbs up through the passenger side window at whoever my driver had been; I'd never seen a face or heard a voice; and jogged up to the other vehicle and knocked on the passenger window. Agent Sourpuss rolled it down a moment later, scowling at me from the driver's seat. "What?" "I know you haven't been here for a bit," I said. "But if you drive around to the right over there you'll see our RVs and our little compound. Dropping the ladies off there would probably cause less of a, uh, scene." I could tell she wanted to argue with me but knew I was right. Instead of answering she just stabbed her finger down on the window button beside her and closed it in my face, then pulled the SUV around and headed in the direction I'd pointed. I walked along behind, and we rounded the second big bunkhouse building that was looking just about finished now and headed towards our compound. By the time Agent Sourpuss put the vehicle in park Erica and Ivy were already ducking out from behind the sheets hung between the corner of the RV and the storage container that we'd deemed the 'front door.' Leo and Danielle were right behind them. I wanted to go to my women, but I held myself back and instead opened the rear door of the SUV. Inside I saw that Vanessa was sitting in the middle row bucket seat, and I leaned in and kissed her quickly before offering her a hand down. "Don't go getting all chivalrous on me now, Harri," Vanessa grinned as she accepted my hand and swung out onto her feet. She looked back into the vehicle. "Come on, ladies. Leo's out here waiting for you." The two women, practically swimming in their baggy, hooded coveralls and masked up to boot, unbuckled and started climbing between the seats. I, however, was suddenly a little busy as I was hugged from behind by a small form that could only be Ivy. Beside me, Erica was pulling Vanessa into a hug as well. "I'm so sorry, hon," Erica said, squeezing the shorter woman tightly. "If I'd had any reasonable idea that this would happen,” "It's fine, Erica," Vanessa said, squeezing her back and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Seriously. We'll talk about it, but I'm Okay with it if you are." "Hey you," I said in the meanwhile, turning at the waist to wrap my arm around Ivy's shoulder and hug her to me. "Hello, mon amour," Ivy sighed. "I missed you." "I missed you too, I've," I said, and leaned down and gave the short blonde a quick kiss. The first of the women had reached the door of the car, and Ivy let me go so that I could offer her a hand down. All I could see of her were her eyes and the skin around them; she was white but tanned heavily, and had soft grey eyes that were flicking around. "Let me help, miss," I said. She accepted, her gloved hand taking mine for a moment to step down, and I ushered her directly towards Leo and Dani. "This is Leo, and his better half Danielle." "Hey," Leo scolded me playfully, giving me a little punch on the arm as he grinned. "Hey, hon," Dani said, pulling the woman into a hug that seemed to surprise her. I turned back and Erica was helping the next woman down; she was white and paler than the first, and had dark green eyes. Soon she was getting the same hugging welcome as the first from Dani, as Leo looked both a little bashful and a little excited. "How about we head in and talk?" Erica suggested to everyone. "Ladies, Leo is my brother so I might be biased, but you're in good hands. And if he ends up sucking, then Dani's got you." "Hell yeah I do," Dani chuckled, nudging Leo with an elbow. "I wouldn't mind getting handled by either of you," the tan woman said through her mask. "God damn, girl. Your tits don't quit." "Thanks for noticing," Dani grinned and winked. She took both women by the hand and started leading them into the compound. "Come on, let's get you two fucked and settled." "Now that's one hell of a welcome offer," the other woman laughed. I laughed a little too, hearing the two as Leo quickly jogged ahead to hold the fabric door open for them. "Seriously, those two are gonna be something else," Vanessa said, shaking her head. "You got to talk with them?" Erica asked. "The whole ride here," Vanessa said. "Their names are Aria and India. Aria seems a little sweeter and the more rational one, while India is a hippy kid from hippy parents. They said they've been girlfriends for three years, and up until last year they 'worked' as sugar babies while Aria was finishing up her master's of communications." "Jesus," Erica sighed with a rueful smirk. "They're going to eat Leo alive."

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Get your bookmarks ready - it's time for the Boston Public Library's Winter Reading Challenge! This year, it's a global affair, with books and authors from all around the world in the spotlight. Anyone who takes on the challenge gets a special prize, too! Veronica Koven-Matasy, the BPL's Reader Services Supervisor, joins Nichole this week with details on the challenge and some recommendations to get started.

On today's show, Don discusses the opening of Louisiana's new Black Bear season where a select few, and by few we mean, 10 individuals, will be able to hunt a Black Bear, before welcoming in our field reporters Robbie Campo and Daryl Carpenter covering topics such as stay warm when out on the water, what you can expect to see on the water, the best tips for your jig heads when chasing Sheepshead, and some fantastic gift ideas for you and yours this holiday season. Later on, Don gets some help with more Christmas ideas and fishing reports from Mike Gallo on using the tide to find fish, Eric Muhoberac covers catching Snooks (not Snooki), a Bad Boy of the Week case involving a Gross charter captain, Ryan Lambert drops by discussing another week of being left at the lodge and a huge meeting for the Davis Pond coming up this next week, and Capt. Martha Spencer closes out telling us about Wahoo.

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Andy discusses the Blueshirts recent winning streak, Tyler Pitlick being placed on waivers, Rangers Casino Night and prospect Gabe Perreault leading the NCAA in points. He also gives his take on the Morgan Reilly - Ridley Greig controversy, previews a thursday night tilt with the Canadiens and sets the stage for the NHL Stadium Series against the Islanders! linktr.ee/broadwayboyspod Sponsored by Draft Kings! Promo Code: "THPN" Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Andy discusses the Blueshirts recent winning streak, Tyler Pitlick being placed on waivers, Rangers Casino Night and prospect Gabe Perreault leading the NCAA in points. He also gives his take on the Morgan Reilly - Ridley Greig controversy, previews a thursday night tilt with the Canadiens and sets the stage for the NHL Stadium Series against the Islanders!linktr.ee/broadwayboyspodSponsored by Draft Kings!Promo Code: "THPN"

Andy discusses the Blueshirts recent winning streak, Tyler Pitlick being placed on waivers, Rangers Casino Night and prospect Gabe Perreault leading the NCAA in points. He also gives his take on the Morgan Reilly - Ridley Greig controversy, previews a thursday night tilt with the Canadiens and sets the stage for the NHL Stadium Series against the Islanders! linktr.ee/broadwayboyspod Sponsored by Draft Kings! Promo Code: "THPN" Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Dive into the heart of Super Bowl 58 with the latest episode of the Betting Life Show, your premier destination for all things betting, brought to you by Fantasy Life, DraftKings, and CTRL. Yes, you heard that right, the Betting Life Podcast. You can expect to hear this Player Prop episode along with more episodes every week on the Betting Life YouTube channel to make sure you are set up to smash the betting slate ahead! Head there now to subscribe for more ➝ https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrgr3MNyqqTy_TKJxJpYIMQ?sub_confirmation=1 Don't miss out on all the action THIS WEEK at DraftKings! Download the DraftKings app today! Sign up through our promo code INJURYPOD. Join hosts Matthew Freedman, Geoff Ulrich, and Ian Hartitz as they break down the most thrilling game props, novelty bets, MVP predictions, same-game parlays, and audacious longshots for the ultimate football showdown. In this episode, we dive into a comprehensive analysis of the Chiefs and 49ers, offering our top picks for game props that go beyond player performances. Discover our favorite novelty props, from National Anthem durations to cross-sport comparisons, and get the inside scoop on game leader predictions and head-to-head matchups that could swing your bets in big ways. Don't miss our MVP selections and the strategic same-game parlays designed to maximize your betting success. We also share our favorite longshots, revealing opportunities for high-reward bets that could turn the Super Bowl into a payday you never saw coming. With the game rapidly approaching, we provide essential betting tips, highlight our cutting-edge betting tools like the Fantasy Life bet tracker and prop finder, and remind you that the odds and projections are constantly evolving. This episode is brought to you in part by CTRL, healthier food that tastes good. As you Bundle Up and add more products, you unlock bigger discounts of up to 20% off — and you can get an extra 10% off, on top of the bundle discount, with the promo code: LIFE at https://drinkctrl.com/ Subscribe to the free Fantasy Life Newsletter ➝ https://www.fantasylife.com/ Fantasy Life Socials: Twitter➝ https://bit.ly/3AYVkC3 Tik Tok➝ https://bit.ly/3RqHaQZ Instagram➝ https://bit.ly/3eyda7r Fantasy Life Live on Youtube➝ https://bit.ly/3BmhIqs Fantasy Life on Youtube➝ https://bit.ly/3Koon7y Betting Life on Youtube➝ https://bit.ly/44Ym2rR GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER (1-800-426-2537) (AZ/CO/IA/IL/IN/KS/KY/LA/MD/ME/MI/NJ/OH/OR/PA/TN/VA/WV/WY), (800) 327-5050 or visit gamblinghelplinema.org (MA). Call 877-8-HOPENY/text HOPENY (467369) (NY). Please Gamble Responsibly. Call 1-800-522-4700 (NH), 888-789-7777/visit ccpg.org (CT), or visit www.1800gambler.net (WV). Physically present in AZ/CO/CT/IL/IN/IA/KS/KY/LA(select Parishes) /MA/MD/ME/MI/NJ/NY/OH/PA/TN/VA/WV/WY only. Void in ONT/OR/NH. Eligibility restrictions apply. On behalf of Boot Hill Casino & Resort (KS). Bet $5 Get $200: Valid 1 per new customer. Min. $5 deposit. Min. $5 bet. $200 issued in bonus bets. Void in NH/OR. No Sweat: Opt in req. 1 No Sweat token issued per day. SGP/SGPx bets only. 3+ legs req. Max. wagering limits apply. Must use funds from cash balance. Must select token BEFORE placing bet. Bet must lose after applying Token. Paid as one Bonus Bet based on amount of losing bet. Tokens expire at start of the last game each day when offered. No Sweat cannot be used to redeem Bet $5 Get $200 offer. Rewarded bonus bets expire 7 days (168 hours) after being awarded. Bonus bets must be wagered 1x and stake is not included in winnings. Ends 02/11/24 at 11:59 PM ET. Sponsored by DK. See terms at dkng.co/ftball. TIMESTAMPS 0:00 - Intro 3:34 - Best Bets 10:50 - Novelty Bet 13:15 - Cross-Sport Props 18:22 - Game Props 28:06 - Super Bowl MVPs 33:07 - Same-Game Parlays 39:16 - Favorite Longshots 48:16 - Futures Bets 50:26 - Favorite Super Bowl Bet 52:25 - Outro

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As the seasons shift, ensuring optimal ventilation becomes a crucial consideration for farmers in maintaining healthy livestock during winter. Just like we bundle up on layers to stay warm, farmers also “bundle up” their cows for the cold. “Ventilation in winter isn't just about keeping animals warm, it's about safeguarding their health," says Nesli Akdeniz, Livestock Controlled Environments Extension Specialist. "Moisture accumulation, ammonia, and pathogens become key concerns." She says to help address these challenges, she encourages farmers to be aware of the different types of ventilation systems and what best fits their needs. From wind-dependent natural systems to mechanically controlled positive or negative pressure vents, each system aims to balance airflow and temperature.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It's snowy and getting colder where we're at, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't go outside. Rachel gives a compelling argument as to why winter is the best time of year for birding and gives insight into the Christmas Bird Count: a citizen science project dating back over a hundred years. Learn more about the Christmas Bird Count here. Primary Sources: Gill, F. B., Prum, R. O., & Robinson, S. K. (2019). Ornithology. W.H. Freeman, Macmillan Learning. Sibley, D. (2020). What it's like to be a bird: From flying to nesting, eating to singing -- what birds are doing, and why. Alfred A. Knopf. Affiliate purchase link. Contact: Website Facebook Twitter TikTok info@grasslandgroupies.org Support us: Bonfire Merch Store Or donate: Donorbox CashApp: $GrasslandGroupies

On this week's episode of Down to Business, NHBR editors speak with Eric Hui, founder of Terracea, an all-season outdoor lifestyle apparel company based in Somersworth. With all that New Hampshire offers with outdoor recreation, it's important to dress appropriately for whatever weather comes your way. Learn more about Terracea at terracea.com. This week's episode is brought to you by McLane Middleton, providing trusted legal services to businesses throughout the region for over 100 years. For a complete listing of their practice areas, attorneys, and locations, visit www.mclane.com.

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Tim and Navi talk about the enjoyment when the temps are low and they have the slopes to themselves and the down sides to it. Navi discusses what to wear on the river when the temps are low. News of the week features elk wandering down from the mountains and who lingers around when wildlife becomes roadkill.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

1:07--Extreme cold and school cancellations// Jets booed....does that make sense? 7:43--Freedom Convoy: Smaller, more subdued protest marks 1 year anniversary 11:13--New Jones team wins MB Scotties - Greg speaks to Jennifer Jones 18:49--We won the 50/50! Oh wait a minute... no we didn't. / Times where we thought we had good news 26:10---Dry February: What's behind the Cancer Society initiative, and what sort of interest are they seeing? 32:42--Texts on times we thought we'd won 35:28--Rain, hail, snow....she tries to always bike to work. What about the cold? And uncleared lanes? 46:24--Texts on times where we thought we had good news 50:39--?Cold and CAA tips // Keys to the Game 57:07--Sports chat... does booing a team make sense? 1:00:40--Why is Twitter such a cesspool of hatred? Brett asked 'How is the tomahawk chop still a thing in sports' - ANGER! 1:08:12--Winning text on times we thought we had won 1:12:04--The Golden Jet, Bobby Hull, has died

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These days, hospital emergency rooms are overflowing with people who are sick with viral respiratory infections, such as Covid, RSV and influenza. And it may seem as though the colder the weather, the more sick people there are. Well, it turns out, that's true. Ben Bleier is a surgeon and scientist at Harvard University who's been studying why cold temperatures hit our immune systems so hard. He spoke with CBC's Leigh Anne Power.

Some of us can tolerate the cold better than others, although that doesn't mean you don't need your mittens on! When cold gets into the body, it can cause chronic pain. Listen to this mini-episode for the information you need to stay healthy this winter! For more information, check out THIS ARTICLE. Want that Bone Broth recipe that Rachel mentioned? Just click here, and the deliciousness is all yours. Or visit rachelbrumberger.com/recipe for your copy. Have a healing story to share? Are you a health and wellness expert? Email us at hello@rachelbrumberger.com to be a guest on the podcast. Message us @reallyrachelb to share what you are loving about the show. Rachel can't wait to hear from you!

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Purdue's Big Ten West hopes are still alive, but they first must take care of business as a heavy favorite against the 1-9 Northwestern Wildcats. Join host Jordan Jones for a deep preview of Saturday's matchup in a frozen Ross-Ade Stadium. What does Purdue need to do to survive and move on? Plus, your questions on the football program are answered. Then, after basketball's big win over Marquette, what's standing out about the Boilermaker basketball team? It's a loaded episode that you won't want to miss. If you enjoyed this week's episode, give us a five star review and tell a friend! Give the show a follow on Twitter @BoilersBeyond and send me your feedback on this week's episode. Let me know your thoughts! You can also email the show at boilersandbeyondpod@gmail.com. New episodes are released weekly, so be sure to subscribe wherever you get your podcasts!

Rosie, the so-called "Hibernating Pig" was seen fashioning a cozy blanket. WBZ's Drew Moholland reports.

After sharing some wise advice on staying warm to keep heating costs down, Monday Morning Minutes host Samuel Lau and guest Eric Dhall, a trader and quantitative analyst on the firm's Cross Asset team who is subbing for Jeffrey Mayberry, review a mixed market bag and the macro news of Halloween week Oct. 31-Nov. 4. Which all serves as prelude to the Topic of the Week: the FOMC meeting and 75-bp rate hike (11:41). Sam and Eric begin by noting the real-time dynamic of this meeting, in which markets reacted as if they had received a dovish statement from the FOMC, only to run into Chair Jerome H. Powell's quickly and consistently presented hawkish stance. The markets seemed to turn worse with each minute that passed, notes Sam. It's the same message, Sam and Eric point out, that Powell has presented for months. Eric turns to “Game of Thrones” to translate Powell's speech: Winter is coming. Sam and Eric go on to spotlight some of the questions fielded by Powell, whose general response was, price stability and whatever it takes (24:45). Sam and Eric cover a down week for equities (2:09) and fixed income (3:28) while commodities received a boost from a weaker dollar (7:33) and bitcoin was up, breaking 21,000 just before the episode was recorded (8:10). On the macro front (9:49), JOLTS numbers beat expectations, denoting a supply-and demand-imbalance, and ISM Manufacturing marked its 29th straight print in expansionary territory. Looking ahead, it's a light week (36:28) aside from the much anticipated CPI print on Thursday. This episode was recorded after market close Nov. 4, 2022.

Big thanks to Nick for stepping in last-minute for our winter-television preview: all the new or returning shows we're psyched for (like The White Lotus), all the shows we should be psyched for but aren't (like Welcome To Chippendales), and a bunch of shows nobody should be psyched for or even in the same room as (didn't we cancel Criss Angel in the aughts?). After Nick tried to get an episode from The Dropout into the Canon's lab, The Watcher won; James Corden lost; and we all called on the power of three for a Game Time sequel. Grab an afghan and your remote: it's an all-new Extra Hot Great! GUESTS

Big thanks to Nick for stepping in last-minute for our winter-television preview: all the new or returning shows we're psyched for (like The White Lotus), all the shows we should be psyched for but aren't (like Welcome To Chippendales), and a bunch of shows nobody should be psyched for or even in the same room as (didn't we cancel Criss Angel in the aughts?). After Nick tried to get an episode from The Dropout into the Canon's lab, The Watcher won; James Corden lost; and we all called on the power of three for a Game Time sequel. Grab an afghan and your remote: it's an all-new Extra Hot Great!Show TopicsWinter TV PreviewThe Canon: The Dropout S01.E04: Old White MenWinner and Loser of the WeekGame Time: Three At Once, Once MoreShow NotesNick Rheinwald-Jones on TwitterSpy Brunch on Twitter#asseenonTV books at Exhibit B. BooksMASTAS/Beats Around The Bush E01, "Hippie Hop Hooray"The Great American Pop Culture Quiz ShowTara endorses Pennyworth at GQ.comTara interviews Cooper Van Grootel at GQ.comDiscussionTweet at us @ExtraHotPodcast on TwitterWe are @ExtraHotGreat on InstagramSupport EHG on PatreonThe EHG gang have been recording this podcast for almost a decade now. In podcasting terms, that makes us positively Methuselahian. Since the start of EHG, our listeners have asked if we had a tip jar or donation system and we'd look at each other and say surely that is a joke, people don't pay other people to do podcasts. We'd email them back "Ha ha ha, good one, Chet" and go about our business. Now we are told this is a real thing that real nice people do. Value for value? In today's topsy turvy world? It's madness but that good kind of madness, like when you wake up at 3:15am and clean your house. Or something. In all seriousness, we are humbled by your continued prodding to get a Patreon page up for EHG and here it is! Extra Hot Great on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Loucity season #8 is here! Are you ready? The team is stacked, and it has all the components needed to make another deep run at the USL title! We delve into that once again with Joey, but we also have a new contributor ... welcome, Alex Lynch! He and I talk stadiums, USL, and our future. Plus, a segment dedicated to the USWNT, Carli Lloyd coming out about her experiences with them, and the USSF presidential election and what it means to the future. Available on Podbean, iTunes, and Spotify ... enjoy, and thanks for listening!

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With the potential for freeze tonight - we're wondering if you're more of a heater person or just throw more layers on type of person.....and apparently we're only supposed to keep our sheets for only ONE YEAR?!?!

In today's episode: ❄️ We're bundling up and taking a look at Big. Winter. Weather.

WBZ's James Rojas braved the cold to talk to Bostonians to see how they were handling the freezing temperatures. He even spoke to one man who had just ordered an ice coffee.

WBZ's Drew Moholland reports on the upcoming arctic blast hitting Massachusetts.

Happy New Year! The NHL Winter Classic is coming up on Saturday and Rachel Donner and Gil Martin have the game between the Minnesota Wild and the St.Louis Blues covered. We discuss the history of the Winter Classic and everything from the uniforms to the television coverage.We also discuss the strong play of the Carolina Hurricanes, the end to the Vancouver Canucks winning streak under Bruce Boudreau and the an exciting slate of weekend games that will keep hockey fans happy throughout the holiday weekend.All this and more on the Friday edition of the Locked On NHL Podcast. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

When the snow flies and temps plummet, don't pull the covers over your head and hibernate. Get out and into it to reap the benefits of cold weather. Viv Williams shares some healthy facts about winter in this episode of NewsMD's "Health Fusion."

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Bundle Up! The Cryptid Sisters head north to check out the Aurora Borealis. Keira grapples with geography, Gabby schedules the resistance, and Felicia discovers a new catch and release program. Stick around until the end for an important message from the one and only Loki!  Content Warnings: Strong Language, Body Horror, Decapitation   Lead Researcher: Keira  Audio Editor: Felicia Cover Art: Becca Music: Loyalty Freak    Find us on Twitter: @TheCryptSisPod Instagram: @TheCryptidSisters Email: TheCryptidSisters@gmail.com   Love our content? Want more? Swing on over to Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/TheCryptidSisters) to watch fun videos, hear bonus material, and get access behind the curtain for as little as $1 a month! Don't forget about our Twitter Contest! First 50 followers on Twitter get a cool Crypt Pic and a message from us!     

In today's episode, we react to the news of Morgan Frost's callup, preview tonight's game vs the Florida Panthers and present our weekly Phantoms deep dive.Follow us on Twitter @LockedOnFlyers. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

"What in the living hell happens in winter? Why is that a thing? It's like 'Oh my God, winter is coming, winter is coming.' And it's like, OK, so who cares? Winter's coming. Bundle Up!"   Winterfell & I Can't Get Up Launches Friday, June 22! In this brand new Game of Thrones podcast from Tubby & Coo's Mid-City Book Shop in New Orleans, host Candice Huber discusses the Song of Ice and Fire series along with her mom, Gail, who is reading it for the first time and has absolutely no knowledge of Game of Thrones. If you're a fan, listen to re-meet your favorite characters and to gain a new perspective from, as Gail puts it, "a total Game of Thrones virgin." And if you're in the same boat as Gail and also know nothing about ASOIAF, this is your chance to get caught up on the story with someone who is just as new to it as you are. Read along, listen along, and follow Gail's journey through the series as she discovers for the first time just how brutal it can be. When you read Game of Thrones with your mom, you win or you die (laughing). This podcast will be available on iTunes, Google Play, and Stitcher. If you like our show, please consider leaving a review on iTunes. It really helps to spread the word! And, you know, when you're sitting around talking GoT with your friends, mention there's this great new podcast they should listen to. Follow us @tubbyandcoos on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram to keep up with all our work! Hit us up and discuss with us as you read or listen along. We'd love to hear from you. But please, NO SPOILERS! Remember, Mom/Gail knows nothing, and we'd like to keep it that way.

"What in the living hell happens in winter? Why is that a thing? It's like 'Oh my God, winter is coming, winter is coming.' And it's like, OK, so who cares? Winter's coming. Bundle Up!" PROLOGUE - CATELYN I In this brand new Game of Thrones podcast from Tubby & Coo's Mid-City Book Shop in New Orleans, host Candice Huber discusses the Song of Ice and Fire series along with her mom, Gail, who is reading it for the first time and has absolutely no knowledge of Game of Thrones. This episode marks the first week Candice and Gail discuss ASOIAF chapter-by-chapter, beginning with A Game of Thrones prologue and continuing through the second chapter (Catelyn I). If you're a fan, listen to re-meet your favorite characters and to gain a new perspective from, as Gail puts it, "a total Game of Thrones virgin." And if you're in the same boat as Gail and also know nothing about ASOIAF, this is your chance to get caught up on the story with someone who is just as new to it as you are. Read along, listen along, and follow Gail's journey through the series as she discovers for the first time just how brutal it can be. When you read Game of Thrones with your mom, you win or you die (laughing). Subscribe to this podcast on iTunes, Google Play, and Stitcher. If you like our show, please consider leaving a review on iTunes. It really helps to spread the word! And, you know, when you're sitting around talking GoT with your friends, mention there's this great new podcast they should listen to. Follow us @tubbyandcoos on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram to keep up with all our work! Hit us up and discuss with us as you read or listen along. We'd love to hear from you. But please, NO SPOILERS! Remember, Mom/Gail knows nothing, and we'd like to keep it that way.

Daniel MacEachern visits from the Two Spotted Dicks podcast to join Dave and Tara for a special winter-themed all-TV forcening episode of the Extra Hot Great podcast! Whose picks are cool and who would have preferred being left on an ice floe? Listen and find out! GUESTS