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Two-time Olympian, author, coach, and podcast host Molly Huddle joins Karen, Megan, and Rachel for today's episode ahead of her return to racing postpartum. She'll be racing the Every Woman's Marathon in a couple weeks on November 16th.Molly catches us up on how training has been during her marathon build, her expectations for her upcoming race, and some of her future racing goals for the years ahead. Molly also reflects on her days competing for Notre Dame and shares about her longterm sponsorship with Saucony. She also shares some of her top marathoning advice._________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠GUEST– Molly Huddle | @mollyhuddle on InstagramFOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

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In today's episode, Karen recaps her experience at the Chicago Marathon with CITIUS MAG last weekend while Rachel shares her training updates as she gets ready for her half marathon in February. Megan chats about her 5K race over the weekend and why she's running faster now than she was in college. She also shares some of her goals for the Indianapolis Marathon in a few weeks.The Chicks also dive into some of the results from Chicago, including the women who ran under 2:37 to secure their OTQs for the 2028 Olympic Marathon Trials. We also hand out our Getting Chicked awards from Chicago and give a quick preview on who we're most excited to watch at the NYC Marathon. We also answer a few listener questions: - How to plan downtime into training - How to run through pregnancy and returning to running post-partum_________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

Molnár Ferenc Caramel 1982-ben született Szolnokon. Egy törökszentmiklósi cigánytelepen nőtt fel, és amíg nem nyerte meg a Megasztárt 2005-ben, gyári munkásként dolgozott. Bár az énekes sokáig azt hangoztatta, hogy nem foglalhat állást közéleti kérdésekben, mivel azzal megosztaná a közönségét, viszont idén nagy port vert fel Caramel egyik koncertje, ahol annak is hangot adott: „ezek a faszfejek annyit tanultak meg a kibaszott Oxfordon, hogy hogy kell megosztani az embereket!” De lehetséges-e megosztottság akkor, ha egy vélemény van, és egy központi hatalom, ami mindent leural? A közéleti kiálláson túl szó lesz érzelmi elnyomásról, és arról is, kiket rombol a bulvár.Ha van egy ötleted vagy véleményed, írd meg nekünk itt: info@partizanmedia.hu —A közösség lehetőség, a közösség felelősség.Támogasd a Partizánt!https://cause.lundadonate.org/partizan/adomany—Iratkozz fel!Értesülj elsőként eseményeinkről, akcióinkról, maradjunk kapcsolatban:https://csapat.partizanmedia.hu/forms/maradjunk-kapcsolatban—Legyél önkéntes!Csatlakozz a Partizán önkéntes csapatához:https://csapat.partizanmedia.hu/forms/csatlakozz-te-is-a-partizan-onkenteseihez—Iratkozz fel tematikus hírleveleinkre!—Heti Feledyhttps://csapat.partizanmedia.hu/forms/partizan-heti-feledy—Vétóhttps://csapat.partizanmedia.hu/forms/iratkozz-fel-a-veto-hirlevelere—https://facebook.com/partizanpolitika/https://www.facebook.com/groups/partizantarsalgo https://www.instagram.com/partizanpolitika/https://www.tiktok.com/@partizan_mediaPartizán RSS: https://rss.com/podcasts/partizan-podcast/Partizán saját gyártású podcastok: https://rss.com/podcasts/partizanpodcast/—További támogatási lehetőségekről bővebben: https://www.partizanmedia.hu/tamogatas

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 6 Zane and the Chancellor Get Jiggy In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. He who said 'Live by the sword/die by the sword' wasn't into empire-building     In past lives I must have been the first guy up the ladder storming the city walls, the first one into the castle breech, and that trooper charging the machine gun nest, because the only thing I could think to do when my hands were on my nemesis's breasts was to pinch those nipples harder and pull them toward me and up. Mel gasped and fell forward, pressing her chest into mine. I kept twisting and pulling her nipples for thirty seconds while she made these little choking noises, ending in one loud gasp when I let them go. She kept her hands resting on my hips while she brought her breathing under control. "You ,  bastard , she wheezed. "I am ,  going to ,  make you pay." "You sound so angry, Professor Bazz, but I notice you still have your body pressed tightly against mine," I pointed out in a deep seductive voice. I could feel her willing her body away but the flesh refused to obey. I dragged a hand from her shoulder, up her neck to her jawline, then back to her neck. "Your pulse is throbbing like a race horse, Professor," I whispered. "If I stay, I'm going kiss you, and if I kiss you, we are going to end up on the floor ,  so I had better go." Maybe it was the whole city wall/breech/machine gun thing that made me dip down into her. Bazz moved her face away but that only opened up my real target area more. I bit into her neck, eliciting an absolutely slutty yelp, then followed up with a few seconds of tight suction. It ended with one last jab of the tongue before I pulled away. Bazz regarded me, angry but also anxiously anticipating my next move. "I need to go now or I'll be late for Karate Club," I informed her as I backed for the door. The Chancellor answered that with another slap, which stung, and a stomp on my foot, which I avoided. "Was that for the bite, or for leaving you wanting more?" I inquired, "You really do look sizzling hot right now so I'm kind of wondering." "Get ,  out," she growled. With that she strutted back to her desk but before she could round the corner, I let out a low wolf whistle that brought her up cold. She looked over her shoulder with a furious glare. "Whoops, sorry," I shrugged. "You have a great ,  well, I was going to say ass, but really your waist, hips, ass, thighs and calves are all pretty damn fine. You can't blame me for enjoying the view." Randy picked up a glass and gold statue from her desk and hefted it, clearly calculating her desire to hit me with it against the value of the item. "I'll make you grovel at me feet," she said with relish, putting the statue back down. "I'm going to fuck you like I own you," I rebounded. Our eyes clashed, then she pointed to the door. This time I wised up enough to make a gracious exit, breezing past Ms. Marlow and Ms. Goodswell as I left. The women went in opposite directions, Ms. Marlowe going into Doctor Bazz's office and shutting the door with Ms. Goodswell running me down and grabbing my arm. "Zane, what ,  did she slap you?" she blurted out as she looked at my face. "I've had worse," I replied. "What did you do?" she worried. "I'd tell you but you would most likely be ashamed of me. Suffice it to say we didn't part on friendly terms but I'm not expelled yet either," I informed her. "Zane, you don't know who you are truly dealing with," she pleaded, suddenly vulnerable. "She got to you, didn't she?" I asked with new insight. "I'm not going to turn on you, if that's what you are asking/" Virginia assured me. "No. She got to you when you were here as a student," I clarified the question for her. Her lack of response was its own answer. "Are you using me to strike back at her?" I wondered. "No ,  no. Zane, I want you to win on your own merits and not for something I did years ago," she answered fitfully. We silently stared at one another for a few seconds. "How bad is it going to be now?" she questioned me. "How personal has this become?" "Well," I mumbled, "I caught her masturbating, pinched and twisted her nipples, then bit her on the neck ,  oh, and I told her she had a nice body." "You are an idiot," was her assessment. "She is going to make it her personal mission to cause you as much pain as possible." I gave a timid smile. "Damn it, Zane, she will still come after the people around you." "Virginia, she is going to come after us no matter what I do or don't do as long as I stay. The difference is that now I have her out in the open. Now I no longer have to guess what she might be like or what's going around in her head. Making it personal makes it easier on me because I don't doubt that I belong here anymore," I explained. "Now it is me versus an evil bitch." "She's not been beaten in ten years," she warned me. "That's because you hit like girls," I joked. "I thought by now you would have learned how hard girls can hit," Virginia sighed. "It isn't that girls can't hit hard, it is the boobs that get in the way," I quipped. Virginia gave me a glare that was more amused than angry. "I have to get to Karate Club now." "Go," she dismissed me, and off I went. First Victory at the Gym This round of Karate Club started much better than Wednesday's, seeing how I could stand without pain again. I spent the first half of the hour sparring with my second tier teammates and doing exceptionally well. When we were called together for a joint session with the first team, most were elated; me, I was suspicious. Coach Dana Gorman brought out Team Captain Wilhelmina Spellman and pretty much broke her down in front of us. Cappadocia came and went down next. "This has been very unsatisfying. It is clear that our leadership has been lax in developing our skills. Is there anyone willing to defend this team's progress?" It didn't take a rocket scientist to understand there was more to come of the beatings Willy and Cappy had gone through. "What about you, Mr. Braxton?" Dana came to the point of this whole exercise. Willy and Cappy, like me, were Christina supporters, and this was clearly an effort to nip the rebellion in the bud. "Thanks but no thanks; I think I've learned enough from you today. Maybe I'll feel ready for a fascist beat-down on Friday," I laughed. "Fine, Mr. Braxton , she continued. "Please Dana, call me Zane, since you are clearly trying to figure a way to get my blood on your fists," I interrupted. "Zane, if you show a little backbone and join me in a friendly practice session, I'll make you exempt from Handmaiden's Duty tomorrow," Dana offered. "Make it any person of my choice and we have a deal," I answered. "Very well," Dana agreed. "I choose Rio Talon," I jumped at the opportunity. "Done. Now get up here," Dana motioned. "Who will referee us?" I inquired; Dana smiled and pointed to the first team member whose ass I'd kicked an hour earlier, Mercy Chaplain. That seemed fair , We went to our sparring positions. It should be pointed out that I had two years of informal training in kickboxing; Dana had over fifteen years of competitive experience in Karate. I had height, weight, and reach on her, but since this was a Karate match I couldn't use all my moves. In essence, I should have been running instead of fighting. "Ready ,  Go," Mercy shouted. My first thought was 'Damn, that's fast,' as I blundered my way through my initial block. I didn't have a second to marvel at my good fortune before another quick flow of kicks and punches came my way. I ran out of room, luck, and fighting space, taking a blow to the cheek. "Point!" Mercy called out. We fell back to our initial positions and we started again. This time I ended flat on my back and her 'touch' to my chest that was supposed to finish me really hurt. "Point." "Is this the best you've got, Zane? Do you want to give up now?" Dana asked evenly. I spun up, resumed my starting position but remained silent. Dana lined up and came at me again. This time I did the wrong thing; I gave up my reach advantage, catching her off-guard for the split second it took me to drive my knee into her diaphragm. I rode the blow into Dana, driving her into the ground and finishing her with a blow to the chest. "Point." I rolled off the coach before she could react and reverse our positions. Dana sprung up and took a fighting stance. "That wasn't a Karate move," she pointed out angrily. "This isn't a training session so I guess that makes us even," I grinned. "Do you want to give up now?" I retook my start position but adopted the more fluid kick-boxing style. "I see you've stopped pretending to know Karate," she snorted. "At least one of us has stopped pretending," I shot back. "When you actually start caring for this club again, let me know." The strike was so fast I didn't really see it. I'm so damn good my arm actually tried to block before the thought registered in my head; I was just too slow and she snaked past my guard to slam her fist into my stomach. Another blow came, followed by a leg-sweep. I plummeted to the ground and Dana was on me like a leopard closing for the kill. Dana's only problem was that this had ceased being tournament combat and become a street fight. I brought a knee up between us, deflected her fist with my elbow, and pile-drove my skull into her forehead. This let me leverage her off me and break back to my feet. Just my luck; Dana was right on me, barely letting me get my hands up for protection. The Coach was still coming on, rapid-fire with kicks and punches; I could not find an opening to attack back. Something had changed, though; Dana was showing me much more respect. Twice more I fended her off from the ground but the third time she was simply too much, connecting her fist to my cheek so hard she drew blood. I half-expected a second punch but it never came. "Point?" Mercy called out in confusion. Dana stood up quickly and looked at me. I jumped to a standing position in one fluid move. I rubbed the back of my hand against my cheek. The sweat stung the wound and I left a smear of blood, which I licked off. I defiantly walked back to my starting position. She came at me like a desert storm, fierce and burning. The outcome was pretty much the same except I took the finishing blow like a jackhammer to my jaw. "Point." I saw stars and was still wobbling when I returned to my starting position. Not being at 100%, the results were predictable, I was back on the mat in five seconds. "Point." "Stay down," she ordered me quietly. I pushed myself up and worked my way back for some more punishment. Dana took her position and ,  I kicked her so hard upside her head I was momentarily afraid I'd broken her neck. She landed face first; I flipped her over and punched her hard in the sternum. "Point." "I can keep this up all day long," I promised Dana as I took my turn staring down at the Defeated. Thirty seconds later I was staring up the ceiling of the gym with several girls, Dana and Cappy among them, looking down at me. "What happened to the other guy?" I moaned. "What other guy?" Cappadocia said, "It was , She was clearly worried I had a concussion. "The truck that hit me," I joked weakly. "Please tell me that hitting my face ruined their whole day." "It seems you weren't able to keep this up all day after all," Coach Dana told me as she stood to leave. I was on Martian time," I coughed. "They have much shorter days." I had no idea if that was true or not; I should ask Iona. "I think our lessons are finished for today," Dana announced. "Right when I was starting to wear you down," I teased her. Dana stopped walking away and studied me with annoyance. I tried to stand, with half the girls trying to help me up while the others tried to hold me down for my own survival's sake. "Assume the start position," Dana ordered me sternly. I finally managed to force my way to my feet but by the time I had, Wilhelmina had taken my place. "Wilhelmina?" Coach Dana questioned. "I apologize," Willy stated. "I've learned my mistake. I should have never given up on your lessons so easily the first time. I clearly haven't learned enough but I'm willing to keep at it as long as you are." "Me too," Cappadocia chimed in defiantly. Dana Gorman wasn't an easy woman to push around. Willy, Cappy, and two other girls kept going at her until we had to break for dinner. Before the five of us left the gym I tapped Gorman on her shoulder. "Rio has tomorrow free and clear, remember?" I asked. Dana nodded reluctantly. "What about Ms. Becket?" she questioned. "You keep the fight fair and I'm not worried about it. You keep making this crap up as you go along and we will have a serious Come to Jesus meeting. Please pass the word on because I'd hate for some girl to walk into this thinking you can protect them," I cautioned her. "Mr. Braxton, I can protect them," Dana stated confidently. "I sincerely doubt that since you have no idea how I'd get my revenge," I grinned, before spinning away and starting to join my fellow students. "All I have to do is stop you, Zane," she pointed out. "That's your mistake, Dana; I'm no longer alone. We are willing to play as rough as you are now. If you keep this an educational experience nothing will happen," I warned her. "Do you really think you have that much power here?" Dana scoffed. "Nope. But then, I'm not the idiot who punished Christina Buchanan for showing a bit of mercy toward Rio and I. Without her, we were doomed, so thank the Chancellor for giving us all common cause," I explained before leaving with the ladies. By the time I made it to the Dining Hall things were looking bitter and depressing but events quickly proved my boast to Dana to be correct. The pro-Rhaine forces had been pretty harsh to the freshmen supporting Christina and morale was low. Christina had, upon arrival, started rallying her supporters with a few kind words and a gentle touch. When Mrs. Carradine went to stop her and make her resume her seat, Rio 'accidently' coated the teacher in spaghetti, broccoli and a double helping of jello. She didn't get to enjoy her success for long; four girls planted their trays on Rio's head right after that. But they clearly didn't know who they were dealing with. Rio calmly picked up a meatball from the ground, popped it in her mouth and told them, "Yo, bitch, tell the cook it needs more salt," then made her way back to her seat and acted like nothing had happened. Iona grinned wearily and brushed some broccoli out of Rio's hair. The train wreck that followed was predictable. The teachers tried to enforce a ban to stop the food fighting but clearly were far more concerned with suppressing Christina's side. Five unresolved food attacks later, Christina secretly sent out the word and her followers attacked en mass, selecting known Rhaine supporters and burying them in one rush that no authority on the floor could stop. Before the teachers could bring order out of the chaos, Christina directed her people to escape. I joined the exodus and soon found myself in a group of ten seniors, Christina and company included. I stood next to Barbie Lynn as the others hashed out what was going on and slowly, the reason for me being there was revealed. Seniors and juniors were in this little movement because they knew, liked, and respected Christina. Freshmen and sophomores were more in this because of me, mainly based on the novelty of my existence. I was an administrative screw-up, but I was TheIR administrative screw-up. I also made the Handmaiden's Duty a fun thing whenever I could and not an onerous chore. Apparently, a few of them even described me to the seniors as 'charming'. Our problem was, how did we make our rebellion grow? The fact was that most of the incentives were doled out by the faculty. "We target sympathetic teachers, then," Christina directed. "That food fight had to make us look good too," Chastity said. "Nothing is as effective as a failed suppression attempt." "I'm fixing up the Solarium tomorrow," I informed the group. "So?" one of the unnamed seniors stated in a condescending matter. "You need a broom?" "Actually, I've recruited ninety freshmen and we are going to prep the entire roof for occupation," I responded. The senior looked to Christina who gave her a clever lopsided grin. "Temperance, I told you he wasn't a lost cause," Christina reminded her. "Occupation for what?" Faith inquired. I looked nervously about because that part of the plan was so easy to bust apart. I decided to give a partial lie. "On Sunday afternoon I'm having furniture delivered from a rental service," I told them. "What's a sofa or two going to accomplish?" Temperance questioned. "How about three flat screens, two pool tables, a hot tub, two refrigerators, a coffee bar, a Wi-Fi hot spot, and eight rooms full of furniture?" I related to the small group. "You are bringing in all of that?" Temperance gasped. "You got us a hot tub?" Barbie Lynn exulted. "Zane inherited a small fortune," Christina pointed out. "That's small by Christina's standards," Chastity teased her friends. "Yes, Barbie Lynn, our dorm will have a hot tub," I tried to keep the lusty images of Barbie in a bikini out of my mind. By the look in her eyes she was having even less success than I was, though; I doubted I looked as good in a bikini. "How are you getting the water up there?" Hope seemed intrigued. "The roof's gardens were rigged for irrigation so we have the water. I am adding a few hot water heaters for any other needs, including the dish washer, washer/dryer, sauna, and showers and Jacuzzi tubs. Believe me, I had some friends look this over," I promised. "I think we can trust Iona to have done a thorough job," Christina glanced my way knowingly. "Iona?" a different senior asked. "Iona Becket," Heaven answered with a smirk. "That's his witty little sidekick who invented Zane's Handmaiden's Duty schedule. She's tons smarter than he is." "Heaven, anytime you want to stop talking about me as if I'm not in the room, feel free," I jibbed. "Don't hold your breath, sweet-cheeks," Heaven snapped right back. That little exchange seemed to have eased the tension in the group. "Let's split and keep up the recruiting drive. Stick to groups when we can and try to help any freshmen we know to be on our side," Christina directed. The group split up but instead of heading into my dorm I headed toward the parking lot. "Zane, where are you going?" Christina inquired. "I promised my aunt we'd spend a few more dinners together and I'm late as it is, but can I have a moment of your time when I get back?" I responded. Christina gave me a curious look then nodded and led her posse in the other direction. Each girl waved me good-bye in their own way. After the dining hall melee, eating with my aunt was purely mundane and relaxing, for which I was very thankful. Honestly I only wanted to shave her legs. "Zane, what's up?" Christina said by way of greetings when I returned to campus that night. Despite the gang being alone, the group of us gathered in tightly together. "I had an interesting talk with the Chancellor today, as you all probably know. Among other things, she told me she knew Heaven's secret and she'd expose it and my relationship with her, bringing about my humiliation," I informed them. There was a hush amongst us. "What, what did you tell her?" Heaven asked fearfully. "I told her to go right ahead," I replied. A murmur of displeasure went through the group, except Christina, who stared intently at the ground, and Heaven who looked like she was going to cry, or kick my ass. "How could you do that to me?" Heaven whispered. Before I could answer, Christina chuckled softly. "Heaven, the key phrase here is 'humiliate him'. Zane isn't afraid of the whole world knowing you two are together. She's severely underestimated him and his ability to differentiate between lust and friendship." Heaven looked to me for verification. I gave her a kiss on the lips before saying, "Christina said it better than I could, but she knows what I meant." "Besides," Hope added, "now that Zane is here, Heaven, you get grandfathered in, so to speak. You've been here three years so they have to let you graduate." Heaven look to me with some kind of new curiosity. Once again I almost wish she'd kick me instead. "Heaven?" I questioned her. She bit her lip. "Can we have some boyfriend-girlfriend time?" she asked me all of a sudden. "Damn, Heaven, I thought we agreed to share Zane?" Chastity teased her. "Along with letting the poor guy get some sleep from time to time," Hope agreed. "Can we get together tomorrow, Heaven?" I begged my transsexual lover. "Make sure you get Barbie Lynn's permission," Faith joked weakly. "Screw this," I groaned, "I'm getting a clone." "That's enough, ladies," Christina announced. "Zane, thank you for the information. It gives us some things to think about; good night." Heaven rushed up and kissed me hungrily before joining her departing friends - ravenous little minx. I've Never Done this Before I made my way to the dorm and proceeded quietly to the fifth floor, saying goodnight to a few girls along the way. I was pretty sure the door being locked guaranteed me a bit of alone time. Clue number one that this was not going to happen was the soft fluttering glow from the top of the stairs followed by the faint scent of roses and wax. I was trying to figure out what Barbie Lynn had planned when I came up to the landing and saw Brandi and Opal reclining on the bed and staring at me, illuminated by the light of a dozen candles. 'Oh, fuck,' I thought, 'Brandi, leg shaving, rescheduled from earlier this evening, plus Opal hoping for a three-way later. Damn it!' I must look somewhat put-out because when Brandi addressed me she was cautious. "Is everything okay?" "Yes, absolutely," I responded. "I need to get some hot water, some towels, and we can begin." "We brought up the towels and hooked up a coffee maker for the hot water," Opal said. "Great," I summoned up as much enthusiasm as I could manage, "let's see what I've got to work with." I walked up to Brandi, taking off my shirt. As I came up, Brandi swung her legs off the bed and spread them to either side of me. I sat cross-legged on the floor, taking my shoes and socks off. Before slowly and sensually removing her shoes and socks, I made sure to massage each calf. "So, what kinds of tools are being provided?" I questioned her. "We have shaving cream, a safety razor, a multi-purpose moustache trimmer," Opal presented to me. "Trimmer?" I questioned. Instead of speaking, Brandi stood up - which kind of put her crotch right in my face - then slowly wiggled down her panties until she stepped out of them and tossed them aside. "I want a rose," Brandi informed me with some passion as she lifted her skirt and exposed her pubic hair for my sculpting pleasure. I was at a total loss of what to do so I went with what came natural; I leaned forward and took a lick. Brandi was already quite worked up, juicy and succulent to the tongue. She leaned in and began running her hands over my scalp. With Brandi's skirt draped over me, I had an epiphany: I was not alone in this. I grabbed my phone and made a rather interesting phone call, my mouth was working on Brandi as it rang. "Zane?" Leigh said. "Umm, Leigh" I responded as I switched from lips to fingers in Brandi, "I need a favor." "Sure, babe, what is it?" she replied. "I'm, well, shaving a girl's legs and, pubic hairs, hold on, Umm, I have never done this before and I don't know how to do a design," I asked. "What do you have to work with?" Leigh inquired while I dipped in deeply with my grooved tongue, bringing forth a throaty moan from Brandi. "A safety razor, shaving cream, and a moustache trimmer," I answered. "No silly, what does the area you are working with look like; thin, thick, hairy, or sparse?" Leigh asked. "I, oh, hold on," I replied. I turned the phone around, clicked it, and sent a freshly snapped picture. "Zane, did you just, Brandi gasped. "Oh, God!" she then giggled. "You did, didn't you?" I upped my licking game to assuage her worries, which only made her moan louder and rock her hips. "Zane, where are you? What are you doing right now?" Leigh snickered, knowing the answer. "Honest, Leigh, it is school work," I shot back, then "Yes, Brandi, I've brought in a consultant." This brought in more giggling from both sides of the conversation. "Zane, if you can tear yourself away from her muff, start shaving her legs and I'll call you in fifteen minutes with what the girls and I can come up with," Leigh chuckled. I reluctantly left my station beneath Brandi and poured the hot water into a basin with cooler water until it was barely uncomfortably hot. Setting things by Brandi's feet, I grinned at her. "This will be better with the skirt off," I told her. "This will be easier if everything is off," Opal added eagerly, then explained with, "You wouldn't want your shirt or bra to get wet." 'Shirt or bra to get wet?' I doubted that was where Opal's mind was at. Opal wanted a chance to ogle Brandi's naked body before closing in for the kill; my mind ran the same way. I was a tad curious, wondering what Brandi thought of Opal's continued presence but not so much that I was willing to risk the moment for Opal. Using a steamy hot cloth to coat Brandi's legs turned into a really erotic act. Once I covered the right leg, I went back and removed the first compress and applied the shaving cream. Brandi's legs were 'so hairy' I was pretty sure they hadn't been shaved since, this morning; Hell, the damn things were so smooth they were reflecting the candlelight dancing around us before I even started. I was three-quarters up the left leg when Leigh called back. "Hey, Stud, how is your latest victim doing?" Leigh teased me. I popped off a photograph of Brandi below the waist in response. "Lucky bitch," Leigh squealed. "Hey, Zane!" shouted Paris over the connection. A few more "Hey s" came over the phone right after that from girls I couldn't identify. "Come on, girls," Leigh growled playfully to her Kappa Sigma Sorority Sisters, which was followed by a chorus of "Goodnight, good luck, and see you tomorrow." "I'm sending you a rose design that should work for you and it's to scale," Leigh informed me. Sure enough, I looked at my phone and saw there was a beautifully done rose on some girl's pubic mound. It looked very realistic and I told Leigh so. "That's because it is real, Dummy. It is a sister at Colorado State," Leigh responded. "That was nice of her," I told Leigh. Leigh laughed loudly. "Nice? No, we showed her a picture of you and traded a night with you over Spring Break for the picture and the help," Leigh chuckled. "Seriously? I wasn't aware I was that good looking," I sounded incredulous. "That's why we love you, Zane, you are smoking hot but don't act like it; that and your big cock, your dynamite stamina, and that awesome sexual prowess," Leigh faux-sighed over the phone while I lowered my head in shame. I kept shaving, though, because I didn't want Brandi's skin to get cold. "Where am I going to meet my savior?" I asked Leigh. "We are still working that out," Leigh replied. "Tawny doesn't want to give you up for the entire time so we may need to fly a group of them down to Florida when we go." Great, now I was spending Spring Break in Florida, which city, I didn't know yet. "Of course I will honor my commitment to the Kappa Sigma's," I assured Leigh. "I can also help with airfare if needed." "We never doubted you, Zane; now get to work and warm that poor girl up, I mean work her over," giggle, "I mean, do your duty and make her look lovely where it counts," Leigh finished. "Thanks, Leigh, I owe you. Can I get a picture of my muse?" I inquired. "I'll give her your phone number and you two can talk it out," Leigh responded. "I'm okay with that, we should get along; but I'm off now so goodbye," I finished up. I looked up at Brandi and flashed her the picture and let her study it. "That looks cool, and she's a red-head," Brandi noted. Opal snuggled up behind Brandi on the sly and looked over her shoulder. "Well, now we know who to watch out for when we follow Zane down to Spring Break," Opal pointed out, "Or at least we know what she's like down below." I decided that working on Brandi was my mission for the night. A hot compress to her private regions was my opening diversion but as I lay the cloth down, I slipped a hand back to her cunny and slowly began to play with her lips. Brandi lay back on the bed, propped up by her elbows and resting against Opal's thighs and stomach, laying her head between Opal's breasts. Opal was on her knees behind Brandi and was reclining to let Brandi stretch out. As far as I could see, Opal was down to wearing her socks and skirt and that was all. I worked two fingers into Brandi's virgin slit; three strokes in and one up to clip the clit. I waited until Brandi's nipples were both fully erect, perky, and a deep, dark pink. I sprayed out the foam, cut the foam down to a manageable level and with the picture in one hand I began my shaving experiment. God favored Brandi because it turns out I am a prodigy with a small razor. Brandi's design was virtually identical to the girl's from Colorado. She was so enraptured with the whole procedure, she missed Opal's hands slowly sliding down her shoulder to her chest. Opal traced her fingers under Brandi's perky breasts, unnoticed except by me. When I finished, I took Brandi's hand and directed her toward my mirror on my wardrobe. She rose up on her knees and looked over my handiwork and cooed. "Zane," she turned and jumped me, "this is fantastic. All the other girls will be so jealous," Brandi squealed ecstatically. I took her by her knees and drew them toward me until I was back between her legs. "Do you want to go now or is there something more you want me to do?" I asked in a darkly sensual and seductive voice full of passion. Brandi grew quiet and uncertain so I took her tit into my mouth, held it in place, and flicked my tongue over its stiff nipple tip. "Ah, ah, ah, Zane," Brandi moaned. She bit her lip and rolled her head back until she bumped into Opal, who was moving back behind her again. "Hey," Brandi responded dreamily to Opal, as if suddenly remembering she was with us. "Hey, yourself," Opal purred in return. She moved a hand between Brandi's torso and the arm she was using to support her reclining figure, to the side of Brandi's breast. I pressed one hand between Brandi's legs and began rubbing that spot right above her hooded clit, bringing about further sexual confusion on her part. She started panting and licking her lips while shifting her gaze from my eyes to Opal's. Finally, her lips remained open and Opal knew it was the moment to breach the space between them. Brandi stiffened and I waited for her to rebel but when she didn't, I compounded the pleasure of her embrace with Opal by increasing my teasing and pulling with my teeth on her nipple as well as rubbing one finger around her clit and slipping it into her hot cunt. That did the trick because Brandi freed one supporting arm up and wrapped her hand around Opal's head and pulled her deeper into their embrace. For her part, Opal matched Brandi's passion with unleashed desire, stroking her hand around from the side of her breast into lazy circles closing in on the nipple. We kept this up for several minutes until Brandi began squirming. She ended up flopping onto her back with Opal splayed out to the side on her stomach, still kissing her lips and face. Instead of following Brandi's body up, I returned to her sweet cunt and led off with a rapid tongue-fucking that brought a quiver to her thighs almost immediately. "Oh, Christ," Brandi gasped as she arched up once, then twice, before desperately grasping my pillow and screaming into it. Great, another screamer; but at least this outcry was shrill and tingled the toes instead of shattering eardrums. I sat back on my haunches as Brandi continued to twist and writhe on the bed. Opal gently tickled Brandi's nipples, keeping Brandi's orgasm going on and on, but I saw the opportunity in this. I located an unused hot compress to clean my face then snuck over to Opal and ran a hand along her ankle. It took Opal less than a second to judge my intentions and eagerly spread her legs to allow me in. I had played with Opal before; she tasted great and responded with barely constrained excitement every time. I began placing little kisses along her inner thighs, half way up from her knees. By the time I placed the tip of my tongue on the junction between her thigh and cunt, she relented in her assault on Brandi and lay back fully on the bed. For nearly a minute the room was filled with the faint echoes of Brandi and Opal breathing heavy and my licking and lapping Opal's cunt; she was really juicy and thick to the tongue. "Hey," Brandi said in a sultry voice. I peeked up and saw she had rolled onto her side and was looking down at Opal with a romantic gleam in her eye. "Umm, Opal moaned with a serene smile on her lips, a very happy girl. "Your nipples are very puffy," Brandi continued as she poked Opal's left nipple with her fingertip. Opal answered that with a coaxing touch to Brandi's stomach along the bikini line. "Can I?" Brandi asked Opal, her eyes flitting from Opal's eyes to her breast. Opal nodded. Brandi engulfed the top of Opal's breast with one 'pop' sound. The way her cheeks moved around, Brandi was whirling around both flesh and nipple in a rapid motion. Opal's other hand reached over and put gentle pressure on the back of Brandi's head. "That's a good girl," Opal cooed. Brandi looked up, beamed affection at Opal (so I was later told), and switched to the farther nipple. I slowly pushed Opals legs up by the back of her knees and lengthened my tongue lashing from above the clit to the tip of her anus, which made Opal squeal and shiver. "Oh, I'm so loving this school year," Opal exclaimed with bated breath. "Me too," nipple-lick, nipple-lick, "Slurp, slurp, so good," Brandi added. Opal began losing the ability to talk coherently, drew her legs so far back she was pressing Brandi into her, and began thrusting her hips up to my mouth. I switched my full attention to sucking and nibbling her clit and slipping two fingers into her tight virgin cunt. "Hey!" Brandi gulped as Opal grabbed her by the shoulders and began pulling her up. Brandi was clearly confused so I took a moment to see if I could help. Opal was trying to maneuver Brandi into a kneeling position, "Sit on her face, Brandi," I guessed. "She wants to lick your cunt." Brandi looked back at me somewhat uncertainly, to which I responded with a reassuring look; then she giggled and started straddling Opal's face. Opal went after Brandi so hard and fast the girl yelped and bucked up, but Opal's grip on her thighs allowed her to keep her lips locked tightly on Brandi's cunt. "Ayaya!" Brandi gasped out as Opal licked furiously and Brandi rocked back and forth like a nude princess doing dressage. I let Opal's legs come down slightly because I discovered another task for my hands. With my left hand I reached underneath Opal's thighs and began teasing her butthole. I used my right to part Brandi's cheeks and do the same with hers. Brandi looked over her shoulder, gave me a smile, and kept rocking. Opal trembled slightly but pushed her reservations aside. The first hint of anal penetration kicked Opal over the edge and she had a whole-body seizure as her orgasm rocked through the three of us. Brandi pulsated even harder on Opal's convulsing face, virtually propelling my first finger's digit up her ass. She squealed delightfully. "Zane, that's wonderful!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes!" and she went off, with no pillow to shelter our environs this time. Brandi toppled over and I had to grab her leg to stop her from tumbling off the bed and onto the floor. She was still gasping and panting too much to articulate a response, though thankfully she didn't struggle. I sat there stretched out for several seconds before Opal became aware enough to help me pull Brandi back to safety. I sorted Brandi out to one side with Opal on the other and settled between them, all of us staring at the ceiling in various states of sexual recharge. "Is everyone okay?" I managed to ask after a few deep breaths. "No," Opal murmured. I groaned, imagining what else I would have to do to get her to go to bed when Opal reached out and stroked my cock. "Someone hasn't gotten what they've wanted tonight," Opal purred as she rolled up onto an elbow and looked down on me. I let her work me over for a while but when I made a move toward her own love box, she slapped my hand away. "No, Zane," she scolded me. "I'd like to be able to walk to my room, not crawl, so behave." As I nursed my slapped wrist, I noticed that Brandi had rolled over and was looking down at me and what Opal had returned to doing to me. "I, can I?" Brandi asked tentatively, extending a hand to my member. "Sure," I smiled warmly. Brandi touched it, drew away rapidly, then touched it once, twice, and on the third effort managed to wrap her hand around my shaft. "It is so warm, no, hot, and throbbing. I've never held one before," she whispered in an almost worshipful moan. "Our boy Zane is actually quite big," Opal grinned like a predatory cat. "You've," gulp, "held a few cocks?" Brandi wondered. "No. But several of us girls measured him while he was, preoccupied and checked online for references. He definitely qualifies as larger than most," Opal chuckled playfully. "You measured me in the shower?" I grumbled indignantly. I would have been angrier except that as Opal stroked up my cock, she would intertwine her fingers with Brandi's stationary hold, rub my cockhead, then stroked back down. Fuck, that was awesome. Somewhere along the way Brandi began pumping the top of my cock while Opal kept up on the bottom. Sometimes when you don't imagine life can take you any higher, you get tossed a stepladder. Opal leaned in and licked the slit of my knob. Three passes of the tongue later, Brandi leaned in and gave it a try. Do you know you can tell the differences in the girl by the texture of her tongue? I'm learning new stuff every day (and night). I only exited my early bliss when I felt Opal's mouth engulf me and take in an inch, displacing Brandi's hand. Opal moved her head up and down in a slow, steady, slick motion with a tongue that had advanced rapidly in proficiency in the past week. I almost missed Opal snaking a hand to the top of Brandi's head and bringing her down within striking distance. Brandi probably didn't know she was sticking her tongue out and licking her lips with sensual grace mixed with school girl innocence. In a move that would have made the Women's 2008 Soccer Team proud, Opal transitioned Brandi to her first taste of cock effortlessly and didn't need to press the new girl's head down. Brandi hovered there, her lips over the cockhead and her tongue lifeless. Her eyes flashed to Opal, then to me, begging for guidance. "Roll your tongue around the head," Opal counsels her, "while going down a little further, until you are about to gag." Brandi proceeded to do just that and I had to admit she was really enthusiastic. "Umph humf " she gurgled as she took almost half of me into her steamy mouth, brushing the back of her throat. "What was that?" Opal teased her as she stroked Brandi's hair and twirled a lock around her finger. Brandi reluctantly pulled off, yet managed to do it with an angelic cast to her aura. "I thought this would be gross but cock-sucking is wonderful. I want to gobble Zane all up," Brandi bubbled, "Do you think I can swallow all of him?" "Slow down, cowgirl!" Opal giggled. "No teeth," I cautioned her. I didn't want to sound like a wimp but I'm seriously attached to my cock; it has gotten me out of trouble more times than I can count. I owe it to Zany Zane to keep him safe. "Tell me if I'm doing something wrong," Brandi peeked at me coyly. Before I could rummage up a reply, she pursed her lips and went down on me again. She bobbed up and down repeatedly and after a while, Opal joined in by pumping the bottom of my shaft and fondling my nuts. Brandi gagged again and again but kept charging back down for more until I felt her throat's embrace of my cock tighten and my girth slip farther down. Not to be outdone, Opal deemed it time to nestle her head against Brandi's cheek and suck in one of my balls, licking and sucking on my ball sack. She lifted my leg aside and over her shoulder so she could slide around for better access. Hell, I would have twisted myself into a pretzel for the sensations those two girls were giving me and the only other thing I could think was, this was them at the beginner's level. What would experience bring? When Opal began rubbing against my anal ring, I could feel my control slipping, a red haze of orgasmic anticipation overwhelming everything else. "Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, I'm going to cum!" I cried out. Brandi bobbed, oblivious to the implications for several more seconds. "Brandi," Opal warned her urgently, "he's about to shoot his semen down your throat!" That caused Brandi to freeze up, begin to panic, and start gagging once more. She popped up, her teeth scrapping over my angry purple head, causing me to yelp. "Oh, God, what do I do?" Brandi pleaded. "Put your mouth over his head, suck lightly, and stroke him rapidly with your hand," Opal guided her. Opal caught my surprised look so she explained. "The Science Club has an illegal internet hook-up the school doesn't monitor. A few of us looked up blowjob techniques." Brandi came down on me with remarkable alacrity and a touch made more intriguing by her rapid, painful departure. Then it occurred to me: we have a Science Club? "Atta girl," Opal sighed with some relief. She'd blown me once before but it had been, admittedly, her first time. "All, most, there," I growled to Brandi. My hips began micro-thrusts up and Brandi became more vigorous. "Get ready," Opal grinned. "Now swallow like crazy, and it is a creamy/salty taste so don't freak out." "Cumming!" I growled, and I did. Brandi choked for an instant but then I felt her throat constrictions as she gulped my seed down and rolled my cockhead with her tongue. Six times I shot off strongly, once or twice as twitches, before I sank down onto my bed and started breathing at something resembling a normal rate. Brandi sat back before I was totally done, savoring the taste of me in her mouth. Opal guided herself to my still hard cock and began lapping up the remains of my semen and Brandi's copious saliva. "When can you be ready again!" chirped Brandi. Blink. Opal chuckled around my rod, clearly amused with Brandi's evolution to a more sexually liberated mindset. She then sat up and began licking my semen that was still around Brandi's lips and dripping down her chin, I gotta do this again! "Give me a few seconds, Brandi," I joked, as I wormed my way up toward my pillow and collapsed. "Groan, we should also consider going to bed sometime before sunrise," Opal muttered only half-jokingly. The two girls cuddled up with me, Brandi in the middle, trading kisses back and forth between Opal and I. I reached across her and tantalized one of Opal's nipples, causing her to close her eyes and bite her lower lip. "When can we get together like this again?" Brandi sighed happily, as she pushed her heart-shaped ass against my crotch and stroked Opal's cheek and temple. "At 5:45 in the morning Zane has shower time and anything goes. So if you want to get together then, Opal hinted seductively. Brandi bit her finger like the lovely little slut-angel persona she had suddenly embraced. "What's next, Brandi wondered, "for us, sexually?" "I think bedrest is next," I told her. "I think she means experimenting, and if I know Zane," Opal winked, "he'll get behind the situation." I groaned at the play on words but Brandi was confused. "This isn't the time," I sighed, feeling the fatigue creeping in. "Oh, come on," Brandi begged. "Well, I've heard certain Seniors talking about Zane, and how he pounds that big cock up their asses," Opal purred with feline seductiveness. Brandi shivered, then flexed her ass around my hardening cock. "That," she worried while squeezing my cock with her ass cheeks, ", up my ass, that's scary," Brandi whimpered. "I've never done it before but I hear those girls really love it," Opal tantalized Brandi, "that thick cock pushing deep into you, filling you up, his hips pounding down on your ass, while he kisses you on the neck and ear, his hot breath," Brandi began rubbing her cunt, "on your neck, that rod pumping in and out, and Opal started laughing. Brandi began breathing heavy, her heart rate quickened and her hand picked up its rhythm. "Imagine all that heat that was in your mouth, in your ass instead, burning you up and stretching you out until you just can't take anymore, and then, Opal paused for effect ", he tells you he's halfway in." Brandi rolled over and looked at me with wide eyes, clearly in need, clearly ready to ask me to fuck her ass then and there, and my phone rang. Sold Out and a Price to be Paid "Zane Braxton?" an unknown female voice inquired. "Sure is; Colorado State?" I guessed. The woman gave a playful chuckle. "Brianna Kincaid," she filled me in; her accent was a bit off but I couldn't place it. "Well, did you like what you saw?" "I can't believe you actually asked me that," I laughed, "but since you want some well-deserved flattery, I'll tell you that what I saw was damn sexy, but, well, " "Yes?" she questioned. "It made me wonder how great you must taste, and how your flush lips would feel along the tip of my tongue, you know, the way they are when you make that first tentative contact," I explained. "Ah, fuck," she moaned, "that's teasing, damn it!" "Is it teasing if I plan to deliver?" I countered. "Do you promise to make me cry your name out like Sister Leigh did?" she upped the ante. "Huh? What? Am I missing something here?" I evaded. "Did the Lancaster chapter house tell you what they sent out?" Brianna questioned me. "They said they sent a picture," I replied, which caused Brianna to laugh uproariously. "Damn. They sent out an edited session of you with Leigh, and then you, Leigh, and Paris," she chortled. "I, well, let me explain," I stammered. "Wait, video too?" "Yes. Leigh's webcam was on," Brianna snickered. "She claims it was accidental." Suddenly the whole 'dunking me in the pool' thing was a bunch more suspicious. "It was really nice of you, trying to take the fall for those two, I mean Paris and Leigh, with their President. It shows you can be a real gentleman." "Who did she share this with?" I inquired fearfully. "Every chapter house in North America," Brianna said with unbridled mirth. My silence must have been deafening because, "Zane, did we break you?" "No," I sighed, "it is just that I go to a Christian School and this may become a problem." "Christian School, please tell me it is a college of some kind," Brianna pleaded. "For that matter, please tell me you are at least eighteen." "My school is Freedom Fellowship University here in Lancaster," I assured her, "and I'm eighteen. I have been for a few months." "Thank God. I was afraid that I had broken the law," she sighed. "So is there anything you want to know about me?" "What's your major? Do you have someone in your life? What year are you in college?" I inquired. "You don't want a picture or to know my age?" she asked with some curiosity. "Well, age isn't really a factor for me, unless you are some kind of child prodigy, you should be legal. As for a picture, not really, because if you see me and don't want to hook up, there is no harm, no foul," I outlined. There was a pause on her part. "Zane, where did you say you went to school?" she asked suspiciously, leading me to believe I was the victim of an internet search. "FFU. And I know it is an All-Girls School but I am a student here. It is a long story but Leigh and Tawny can verify it," I swore. "Wow, what is it like?" Brianna questioned. "Me and over nine hundred women? It is exhausting, plus the Administration wants me gone so my school days are full of excitement," I confessed. "So what exactly were you doing with that young lady I helped out tonight, anyway?" she asked. "We have a quaint little tradition here at FFU called Handmaiden's Duty. It requires any freshmen to do any task that a more senior student asks, baring anything actually damaging. Freshmen are safe in classrooms and dorm rooms," I related. "So, you end up doing things like shaving a girl's legs, or shaving her muff in a rose design, that's classic," Brianna murmured appreciatively. "And here I was afraid you were a whore." "I prefer the term 'slut' over 'whore,' but I am a slut. I love women, and I love learning about a woman's body, how special it is, unique and exquisite," I told her. "Damn, you sound sincere," she said with compassion. "That is because I am," I replied honestly. "Okay, here you go," she stated, and a picture arrived in my box. My eyes must have bugged because there were giggles on either side of me. "Brianna, I'm afraid your eyes will steal my soul," I whispered. "They are so deep and green, like an angry, rich sea whipped by a storm." "First off, wow, that's a hell of a sweet thing to tell a girl," she sighed sexually. "Second, who are you with? Or at least tell me how many girls you are with." "I call 'em like I see 'em, and I leave a woman's identity in her own keeping so it's not something for me to reveal," I responded, trying to be chivalrous. "Opal!" called out Opal (funny how that works), and tilting herself into view. "Brandi," my second bed-buddy added with a bit more decorum and only showing her head. "They sound cheerful, I mean, Opal and Brandi, you sound cheerful. How is my boy Zane doing tonight?" Brianna called out. "Thank you for your help tonight, but to set the record straight, he's our boy," Opal corrected her. "His work looks great," Brandi jumped in, then grabbed my phone, lowered it, and took a pic of my handiwork on her body. "Neat, huh?" "That is so cool!" Brianna reacted to the view she was presented with. "It looks just like mine. Are you sure this was his first effort? If so, he's got talent." "This was my first effort, I swear," I defended my creation and retrieved my phone. "Quiet, Zane, the ladies are talking," Opal mocked me. "Oh? Oh, hell no!" I roared at Opal. I dropped the phone and leapt on her while she squeaked and tried to roll away off the bed. I caught her and we struggled, me on top. Opal beat me with her fists but it was more play fighting than real because she couldn't stop laughing. "What's going on?" Brianna shouted. "Come on, somebody, show me what he's doing to her?" Brandi picked up the phone and swung it toward us. I had Opal pressed under me, her fists pinned to the side by my hands, and my hips keeping her legs apart. Her legs were wrapped over my hips, her heels kicking into my rump. While Opal's playful lilt rang out I was busy nibbling her neck, which was turning that lilt into deeper moans. Brandi recorded a short video, including one of her waving 'Hi' for Brianna's later use. "There you go," Brandi grinned. "Holy Crap, he's living his life in a porno," Brianna exploded with laughter. "Hey, Adele, come look at this!" I prayed that Adele was her roommate and not someone she barely knew who was passing down the street. "Whoa!" a different voice came on seconds later,

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 It's caramel apple season, and things are getting sticky in the Whisk Takerz kitchen. We're making infused caramel apples, talking a little sweet-and-science about why caramel works so well for our “special” projects, and ending with a wild bit of history you definitely weren't expecting. Thanks for listening! Send us your ideas and recipes at whisktakerzpod@gmail.com. Find us on social and don't forget to rate, review and subscribe wherever you like to listen (please)!

In today's episode, 2:27 marathoner and BYU alum Aubrey Frentheway joins Karen, Rachel, and Megan just days before she lines up for the Chicago Marathon. Aubrey is coached by the legendary Ed Eyestone and trains alongside elite runners like Keira D'Amato and Makenna Myler. She made her marathon debut in Chicago last year, clocking 2:35, and followed it up with a massive 2:27 breakthrough at Grandma's Marathon this summer. Now she's heading back to Chicago with momentum on her side.In addition to sharing about Chicago, Aubrey talks about the balance of training at a high level while working as a math teacher, the transition from NCAA racing to professional road running, and what it was like growing up and starting her running journey in Wyoming. Plus, she shares a peek into her training and some of the workouts that have helped her level up._________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠GUEST– Aubrey Frentheway | @aubrey.marief on InstagramFOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

Ce jeudi 2 octobre, Marjorie Hache anime RTL2 Pop-Rock Station pour deux heures de rock et de pop. L'émission débute avec les Doors et "Alabama Song", suivi par Alabama Shakes et "Another Life", marquant leur retour après dix ans d'absence. On célèbre les 70 ans de Phil Oakey avec "Empire State Human" de The Human League. L'album de la semaine est "Caramel" de Coach Party avec en extrait dans l'émission de ce soir "Medicate Yourself", et Biffy Clyro est à l'honneur avec "The Hunting Season" extrait de "Futique", en concert début février 2026 à l'Olympia. La reprise du soir revisite "Money Money Money" d'Abba par At Vance. "House Of Glass" des Cage The Elephant et Björk avec "Bachelorette" rythment la deuxième heure, accompagnés de Rise Against, Green Day, The Seeds et un détour dans les années 60 avec Nancy Sinatra et le mythique "These Boots Are Made For Walking". The Doors - Alabama Song (Whisky Bar) Alabama Shakes - Another Life The Human League - Empire State Human The Chemical Brothers - Hey Boy Hey Girl Nothing But Thieves - Forever And Ever More Dr Feelgood - (Get Your Kicks On) Route 66 The Rapture - Echoes Coach Party - Medicate Yourself The Police - King Of Pain The Afghan Whigs - Algiers Elton John - Saturday Night's Allright For Fighting Biffy Clyro - Hunting Season At Vance - Money, Money Cage The Elephant - House Of Glass Björk - Bachelorette Rise Against - Ricochet Nancy Sinatra - These Boots Are Made For Walkin' Green Day - Still Breathing Kasabian - Hippie Sunshine Alanis Morissette - Reasons I Drink Badly Drawn Boy - Silent Sigh The Wytches - Talking Machine The Seeds - Can't Seem To Make You Mine Pink Floyd - If Stuck In The Sound - Brother Wet Leg - Mangetout Black Sabbath - War PigsHébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Ce mercredi 1er octobre, Marjorie Hache propose deux heures de RTL2 Pop-Rock Station mêlant rock, métal et pop. L'émission débute avec Nine Inch Nails et "As Alive As You Need Me To Be" extrait du nouveau film "Tron Ares", suivi par Rage Against The Machine. Un hommage à Charles Aznavour avec "She" et à David Bowie avec "Changes". L'album de la semaine est "Caramel" du quatuor anglais Coach Party, illustré par "Do It For Love". Suivent Steven Wilson avec "Permantating", les Stooges, et Jehnny Beth avec "No Good For People", en tournée en France. La cover du soir est "Let My Love Open The Door" de Pete Townshend reprise par Mitski. Miles Kane, Editors avec "Papillon", Florence and the Machine avec "Everybody Scream", les Arctic Monkeys ("Brainstorm") et Judas Priest ("Pain And Pleasure") rythment la deuxième heure. Parmi les nouveautés, "Sunflower Smile" de Mereki présente et "Loser" de Tame Impala. Nine Inch Nails - As Alive As You Need Me To Be Rage Against The Machine - Killing In The Name Charles Aznavour - She Air - Cherry Blossom Girl David Bowie - Changes The Dandy Warhols - Bohemian Like You The Surfaris - Wipe Out Coach Party - Do It For Love Guns N' Roses - Sweet Child O Mine Steven Wilson - Permanating The Stooges - No Fun Jehnny Beth - No Good For People Mitski - Let My Love Open The Door Miles Kane - Rearrange Editors - Papillon Foot Ox - Horseshoe Anthrax & Public Enemy - Bring The Noise House Of Pain - Jump Around Florence + The Machine - Everybody Scream The Easybeats - Good Times Arctic Monkeys - Brianstorm Mereki - Sunflower Smile Keziah Jones - Rythm Is Love Judas Priest - Pain And Pleasure Johansson Scarlett & Yorn Pete - Relator Tame Impala - Loser Joe Bonamassa - No Good Place For The LonelyHébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

In today's episode, Karen and Rachel share everything you need to know about the Chicago Marathon and preview all the notable parts of the course. Karen also shares about visiting home and watching her high school team's annual cross country invite. We also answer a few of your listener questions!Plus: Our thoughts on the fastest 100m race across Lego bricks... barefoot!_________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

Ce mardi 30 septembre, Marjorie Hache anime RTL2 Pop-Rock Station avec deux heures rock intense et de pop percutante. L'émission débute avec Prince et "Cream", suivie par Coach Party, qui présente son album de la semaine Caramel avec le titre "Girls!". Parmi les classiques, on retrouve T. Rex, The Clash, "Spirit in the Sky" de Norman Greenbaum, Red Hot Chili Peppers avec "Dani California" et "Once Upon A Time In The West" de Dire Straits. Gorillaz et Sparks signent "The Happy Dictator", et la reprise du soir est "Wild Thing", popularisée par The Troggs et revisitée par Black Honey. L'émission fait également découvrir ou redécouvrir des titres Muse, The Hives, Refused, Secret Girls et Anna Calvi, combinant nouveautés, classiques et découvertes pour une programmation complète et variée jusqu'à minuit. Prince - Cream CMAT - Euro-Country T.Rex - Metal Guru Eiffel - A Tout Moment La Rue The Clash - Police On My Back Depeche Mode - Suffer Well Norman Greenbaum - Spirit In The Sky Coach Party - Girls! Nirvana - Breed Rose Tattoo - Rock N Roll Outlaw Les Rita Mitsouko - Andy (English Version) Gorillaz - The Happy Dictator Feat. Sparks Black Honey - Wild Thing Red Hot Chili Peppers - Dani California Metallica - Enter Sandman Daffo - Dagger Song Dire Straits - Once Upon A Time In The West System Of A Down - Chop Suey ! The Hives - Legalize Living Aerosmith & Run Dmc - Walk This Way Refused - New Noise Secret Girls - Witch Level The Byrds - Mr Tambourine Man Anouk - Nobody's Wife Amy Winehouse - Valerie King Crimson - The Court Of The Crimson King Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Ce lundi 29 septembre, Marjorie Hache nous invite pour deux heures sur "RTL2 Pop-Rock Station", mêlant rock et pop de toutes époques. Parmi les classiques, Stranglers, Marvin Gaye, Linkin Park, Pink Floyd et Oasis rythment la soirée, tandis que les nouveautés s'illustrent avec Tame Impala" et le dernier Suede. L'album de la semaine est "Caramel" de Coach Party et on découvre ce soir "Disco Dream" ft. Black Honey. Le live du jour est Florence and the Machine et son single "Everybody Scream", à découvrir en concert le 22 février à Paris. La reprise de la soirée est une interprétation métal de "Wannabe" des Spice Girls par Anthony Vincent. Enfin, "Silly Boy Blue" signe la nouveauté Fresh avec "Autumn", tandis que Tool et Suede prolongent l'heure finale avec "The Grudge" cultes et "Dancing With The Europeans" extrait de "Anti Depressants". Florence + The Machine - Everybody Scream Pink Floyd - Run Like Hell Otis Rush - All Your Love The Black Keys - Tighten Up Placebo - Johnny And Mary Serge Gainsbourg - Qui Est "In" Qui Est "Out" Oasis - Cigarettes & Alcohol Coach Party Ft. Black Honey - Disco Dream The Stranglers - No More Heroes Daft Punk - Robot Rock Marvin Gaye - Sexual Healing Tame Impala - Loser Anthony Vincent - Wannabe (In The Style Of System Of A Down) Gwen Stefani - Hollaback Girl Linkin Park - Papercut Deftones - My Mind Is A Mountain America - Ventura Highway Perfume Genius - On The Floor Alabama Shakes - Another Life The Who - My Generation My Chemical Romance - Welcome To The Black Parade Silly Boy Blue - Autumn Queen - Princes Of The Universe Anouk - Nobody's Wife The Beatles - Help Suede - Dancing With The Europeans Tool - The GrudgeHébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

In today's episode, Karen, Rachel, and Megan cover everything from Harry Styles' sub-three marathon in Berlin, the results from last episode's World Championship draft picks, and some of the things we secretly love. We also answer a few listener questions to close the episode out. _________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

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This week, we dive into Megan's big race recap and the incredible support from the running community, before unpacking how alcohol really affects training and performance. We debate the viral “marathon snack drama,” and wrap up with the latest updates on the athlete draft for the World Championships._________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

Ce 16 septembre, Marjorie Hache propose une soirée aussi puissante qu'éclectique dans RTL2 Pop-Rock Station. Elle entame l'émission avec The Clash avant de célébrer les 40 ans de l'album "Hounds of Love" de Kate Bush avec le titre "The Big Sky", véritable ode à l'enfance. Les Red Hot Chili Peppers, Metallica ou encore Trust renforcent l'énergie rock de la sélection. Du côté des découvertes, Coach Party séduit avec "Do Yourself A Favour", extrait attendu de leur prochain disque "Caramel". Francis Zégut recommande The Ovines avec "Mind of Mine", groupe britannique influencé par les Doors et Arctic Monkeys. L'album de la semaine, "Parasites and Butterflies" de Nova Twins, se dévoile ce soir avec "Piranha". La reprise du jour rend hommage à Bon Scott avec une version habitée de "Highway to Hell" signée The Bellrays. Et pour clore l'émission, Marjorie diffuse "Chrome Jets", rareté des Smashing Pumpkins sortie en vinyle ultra limité, à la fois brute et insaisissable. The Clash - London Calling Franz Ferdinand - Hooked (Ft. Master Peace) Kate Bush - The Big Sky Caesars - Jerk It Out Metallica - Wherever I May Roam Trust - Antisocial Liam Gallagher - For What It's Worth Nova Twins - Piranha Jimi Hendrix - Purple Haze Red Hot Chili Peppers - Suck My Kiss Them - Gloria Coach Party - Do Yourself A Favour The Bellrays - Highway To Hell Arcade Fire - No Cars Go Eels - Souljacker, Pt 1 The Ovines - Mind Of Mine Blue Öyster Cult - Dont Fear The Reaper Kasabian - Club Foot Florence + The Machine - Everybody Scream Supergrass - Alright The Kinks - All Day And All Of The Night Courtney Barnett - Pedestrian At Best The Smashing Pumpkins- Chrome Jets Bloc Party - Banquet Bruce Springsteen - Hungry Heart The Klaxons - Gravity's Rainbow Blur - Song 2 Idles - Rabbit Run Sébastien Tellier - La RitournelleHébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

In today's episode, Karen and Rachel share their fantasy teams for the World Championships. Each picked their top eight American athletes with a few fun twists in how they chose their teams. Rachel also recaps her recent visit to Notre Dame, where she shared some wisdom with the cross country team and reflected on her own college running days. Meanwhile, Karen contemplates possibly signing up for the Tokyo Marathon in 2026.Karen and Rachel also answer a few listener questions:- Our go-to speed workouts- What to do when your treadmill breaks _________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

The final Linkin Park album with Chester Bennington and Rob Bourdon, and a noticeable departure from the previous LP sound. The album combines lyrics full of self reflection, aspects of mental health, and relationships, with a much more pop rock sound. It is impossible to not consider and respect Chester's final contribution in retrospect.Today's root beer is Brownie Caramel Cream.Intro and Outro music by Stockmusic331 on Pond5Send us a text

Is your pussy desensitized from Sex Toys?! Mimi, Wonne, and Tone return with hot takes on everything from potential baby showers and wrestling letdowns to the ethics of public breastfeeding and the wild world of sex toys. They explore the evolution of a "fuck nigga," the struggles of moving a child out, and the controversial topic of circumcision. From reminiscing about coked-out wrestlers and questionable parenting choices to debating the best fast-food breakfasts and navigating the complexities of modern relationships, this episode dives deep into the hilarious and often awkward corners of life. Plus, a heated debate on sex toys sparks a conversation about equality, pleasure, and societal stigmas.une in now to hear our hilarious takes and let us know what YOU think in the comments!

Vont's here to stir the pot over Pumpkin Spice, Caramel, and Apple.

Vont's here to stir the pot over Pumpkin Spice, Caramel, and Apple.

Vont's here to stir the pot over Pumpkin Spice, Caramel, and Apple.

In today's episode, Karen recaps her trip to France and Rachel breaks down the details on her upcoming race schedule. For this week's Rundown, the Chicks share their reactions to Brooks replacing the legendary Footlocker Cross Country Championship and the new "golden ticket" invites that the meet will be introducing. Karen and Rachel also dive into a few listener questions:- How to overcome IT band injuries and soreness - How to make meals more filling for fueling marathon training - Advice on breaking three hours in the marathon - Running related products we've been influenced to buy_________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

All right, I have talked about it for so long. Until I'm blue in the face American single malt is here to stay and you need either get on the bandwagon or move over.Today we deep dive into what is American single malt, why American Single Malt. In the future of ASM. I hope you enjoy and keep your mind and your pallet open.Patreon.com/the_whiskeyshamanBadmotivatorbarrels.com/shop/?aff=3https://www.instagram.com/zsmithwhiskeyandmixology?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=MWZ4dGp2MzlucjVvdw==what is american single malt whiskeyAmerican single malt whiskey is a style of whiskey distilled in the United States, made from 100% malted barley at a single distillery. This distinguishes it from other American whiskies like bourbon, which requires a minimum of 51% corn in its mash bill. In December 2024, the Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau (TTB) officially recognized American Single Malt as a distinct category with specific standards. As of January 19, 2025, to be labeled as "American Single Malt Whiskey," it must be made from 100% malted barley, mashed, distilled, and aged in the United States at a single distillery. It must be distilled to no more than 160 proof (80% ABV), aged in oak barrels of no more than 700 liters, and bottled at a minimum of 80 proof (40% ABV). Caramel coloring is permitted but must be declared on the label. This formal recognition ensures consistency and authenticity. Comparing American single malt to other whiskiesCompared to Bourbon: Bourbon requires a mash bill of at least 51% corn and must be aged in new, charred oak barrels, while American single malt is 100% malted barley and allows for the use of used barrels.Compared to Scotch: Both are made from 100% malted barley at a single distillery. However, American single malt must be produced in the U.S.. Differences in aging and climate can lead to more pronounced vanilla and caramel notes in American versions, and regional temperature variations further influence flavor profiles. The American Single Malt Whiskey Commission (ASMWC) was instrumental in advocating for official recognition, leading to growth in the craft distillery scene with diverse regional flavor profiles. The American Single Malt Whiskey Commission (ASMWC) played a crucial role in establishing and advocating for the official recognition of American single malt whiskey as a distinct category. Key aspects of the ASMWC's roleDefining the category: The ASMWC worked to establish a standard of identity for American single malt whiskey, outlining specific criteria for its production to ensure quality and consistency. These standards include using 100% malted barley, distillation at a single distillery in the U.S., and maturation in oak barrels (used or new, charred or uncharred) with a maximum capacity of 700 liters.Advocacy and lobbying: The commission actively campaigned for the Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau (TTB) to recognize American single malt as a formal whiskey category. They collaborated with organizations like the Distilled Spirits Council of the U.S. (DISCUS) and the American Craft Spirits Association (ACSA) to achieve this recognition.Promoting and educating: The ASMWC aims to promote American single malt whiskey and educate both the trade and consumers about the category. This includes distinguishing it from other types of whiskey and showcasing the unique characteristics and potential of American single malts.Supporting growth and innovation: While establishing clear standards, the ASMWC also seeks to foster innovation within the American single malt category, allowing distilleries to experiment with different techniques and flavor profiles. This balance is crucial for both establishing the category's integrity and allowing for its continued evolution. 

Today, Karen and Megan dive into everything from Taylor Swift's surprise album announcement to their favorite running songs. They weigh in on the Chicago Marathon gear drop and the growing debate over influencers getting bibs to major races. Plus, the Chicks share the case for running with a hydration vest along with a few product recs for this week.The Chicks also answer a few listener questions...- What race distance could they beat Chris Chavez in?- How to have a race breakthrough? _________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

This almond-flavored liqueur brings a sweet, smooth warmth to cocktails and baked goods – sometimes without involving any almonds at all. Anney and Lauren dip into the science and history of amaretto.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A weekend spent in Wellington inspired me to re-create a dish from Ortega Fish Shack's dessert menu: Crêpes filled with a delicate custard and doused in a caramel orange sauce – I swear they're the best I'd ever had. This is my attempt at these and they're very, very good. Makes 10-12 crêpes. Ingredients 100g plain flour a pinch of salt 2 eggs 300ml milk butter for frying ½ cup store-bought thick custard softly whipped cream Orange caramel sauce ½ cup caster sugar 3 tablespoons water zest and juice of 1 orange a splash of brandy or rum Method Sift the flour and a pinch of salt into a bowl. Make a well in the centre then break in the eggs and pour in half the milk. Whisk together, gradually incorporating the flour to make a smooth thick batter then stir in the rest of the milk. Leave to rest for 15 minutes. Heat a little butter in a medium frying pan. Pour about 2-3 tablespoons of batter into the pan, tilting the pan as you pour, until the batter thinly coats the base. Cook over a moderate heat for 30–60 seconds until golden brown on the underside. Then flip and cook the other side for another 30–60 seconds. Repeat with remaining batter. When the crêpes are cooled, dab a teaspoon of custard and spread it on one quarter. Fold the crêpe in half then over again to form a triangle. Make the caramel by heating the sugar and water in a small saucepan without stirring until it begins to colour, about 4 minutes. Let it bubble and deepen to a light caramel colour before adding in orange zest and juice and alcohol. Simmer for a few minutes more until it thickens. To serve: Return folded and filled crêpes to the pan, drizzle in the caramel sauce and gently heat until crepes are warmed through. Serve with a dollop of whipped cream. Pure decadence! LISTEN ABOVE See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We have MORE body mists in the world this week. We have perfumes for decades. We have opinions on cheeky scent-naming formats. Catch up with us as we (briefly) mention some summer cinematic blockbusters, smell the new Philosophy body mists, argue about how much body mists and 10ml travel EDP vials should cost, and we smell Selena's (Rare Beauty's) new perfume. [What we smell like today: Prada Paradigme, Atelier Materi Iris Ebene]

In today's episode, Megan shares what it's been like returning to running postpartum, Rachel talks about finding consistency in training now that she's settled into SF, and Karen opens up about why she's stepping back from racing for the rest of the year.In Rachel's Receipts, the Chicks break down a study that highlights another factor in overuse injuries beyond increasing weekly mileage too quickly.The Chicks also dive into some listener questions, including:- What to do if you're dating a non-runner who has zero interest in the sport?- How to handle GI issues during runs and races?- What's the behind-the-scenes of how Nameless Track Club got started?_________________CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠⁠@gettingchicked⁠⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

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Watch out it's a dirty one! Monica and Mike positive spin carbs!

In today's episode, Karen and Rachel recap the biggest highlights from the USATF Outdoor Championships, including Emily Infeld's long awaited U.S. title, surprises in the women's steeplechase final, and Josette Andrews finally punching her ticket to Team USA.They also catch up on personal updates, from running together in SF to Karen hard launching her boyfriend on Instagram. Plus, Karen shares a bit of her background in acting and stand-up comedy.In this week's Rundown, they break down what it really costs to train for a marathon (it's more than you'd expect!) and wrap up with this week's product recs.CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at ⁠gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com⁠ or DM us on Instagram at ⁠@gettingchicked⁠YOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

Tommy’s Back!! Carrie’s Logies Recap CB4BC - Luxury Escape “Viral Trend” Tommy Gets Religious My Mum Does That! Spaghetti, Choc-Tops and a Big Burrito Fat Guts Anonymous Carrie’s Hughesy Morning - The Hire Car GUEST: Hughesy - Rebuttal Pete Davidson Tickets Bickmore’s BitsSubscribe on LiSTNR: https://play.listnr.com/podcasts/carrie-and-tommySee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Kung ganito kalaki ang pag-ibig ng Diyos, hindi mo ba gugustuhing matawag na “anak” Niya? Won't you be happy na tawagin Siyang Ama? Aba, ie-enjoy mo na ang sobra-sobrang pagmamahal Niya!All Rights Reserved, CBN Asia Inc.https://www.cbnasia.com/giveSupport the show

Seattle suing the Trump Administration over DEI policies / WA Gov. Bob Ferguson under fire for bringing  former chief strategy officer on state plane / Fatal shooting near UW Seattle // “Performative Male Contest” flying circulates in Seattle // Would you rather?  

In this timely Apple Snack, CoopaDil & KRizz explore the generational differences between Gen X and Gen Z, focusing on cultural shifts, communication styles, and the impact of technology on social interactions. The Caramel hosts discuss the phenomenon of the 'Gen Z stare,' customer service expectations, and the nostalgia for community and connection that seems to be fading in today's society. The hosts reflect on their observations/ experiences with younger generations, ultimately questioning the future of interpersonal communication. Cya on the other side!https://coff.ee/retrotrekcaramelapples ☕️ Subscribe, rate and leave us a 5-star written review on Apple Podcasts, Deepcast.fm, Spotify or GoodPods. If you enjoyed what you heard this week, contact us on our official website retrotrekcaramelapples.com or send us a message, requests and/ or experiences you'd like to hear featured in a future episode at Spotify for Podcasters-->https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/retro-trek-the-caramel-applesHit us up on social media! Stop by and say hi! Leave a comment & share with us some of your favorite retro topics! Thanks a latte ☕️!!X: @CaramelApples16The Gram (Instagram): @retrotrekthecaramelapplesTikTok: @retrotrekcaramelapplesYouTube: @thestickycaramelapplesOur Official Website: retrotrekcaramelapples.com

Bailey Vernon tells Alex Mason about some of the more unusual flavours at her new ice cream shop, Churned, in downtown Dartmouth.

This week on Getting Chicked, Karen, Rachel, and Megan are back with fresh training updates, more "tales from the trails," and a look at what's buzzing in the running world. We dive into our dream picks between the big three marathons—Chicago, New York, and Boston—breaking down the pros and cons of each course and experience.In this week's Chick Chat segment, we unpack some of your recent listener questions. We also drop a few of our current go-to product recs and share what's coming up for each of us. Megan's gearing up for the Indy Half this fall!For The Rundown, we share our thoughts on Steph Bruce launching STAMATA in partnership with Tracksmith, which is a new team aiming to support more women in qualifying for the Olympic Marathon Trials.CHICK CHAT– Send us your questions at gettingchickedpodcast@gmail.com or DM us on Instagram at @gettingchickedYOUR HOSTS– Karen Lesiewicz | ⁠⁠⁠⁠@kare_les on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠– Rachel DaDamio | ⁠⁠⁠⁠@rdadamio on X⁠⁠⁠⁠– Megan Connelly | ⁠⁠⁠⁠@meganmorantwwe on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW OUR SHOW– ⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe on Apple Podcasts here⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow on Spotify here⁠⁠⁠⁠– ⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow the show on Instagram here⁠⁠SUPPORT OUR SPONSORSBeekeeper Coffee is bringing a new voice to coffee with its delicious cold brews made from premium Honduran beans and a drop of pure organic honey sourced from TrackTown USA (Eugene, Ore.) - they are available in four latte flavors - Vanilla, Mocha, Caramel and Horchata - as well as a Black cold brew. Follow them @beekeepercoffee. Get 25% off your online orders at ⁠BeekeeperCoffee.com⁠ or on Amazon using code CITIUS25.

(3:37) Bible Study: Exodus 3:1-6, 9-12 Monotheism grew over time. But it took time to develop. Matthew 11:25-27 What does childlike mean? Father explains. (21:41) Break 1 (25:54) Letters: Was Jonah literal or not? Father explains some bible verses about the judgement. Father answers these and other questions, send him a letter at simon@relevantradio.com (39:38) Break 2 (40:22) Word of the Day Carmel vs caramel (42:05) Phones: Anna - She was to share her experience with angels. Just got a surgery a few days ago. Wrigley 10-years-old - My daughter, Wrigley, has a question: how to sleep better at night? What type of prayer to say to ease her mind and trust God better? Lisa - RE: email about revelation and final judgment. We all have a particular judgement, but according to the catechism, those who die in mortal sin, go straight to hell. So they don’t have a particular judgement?

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Topics:  Prayers For Texas, Repentance, Starbucks, Following Jesus, Favorite Summer Things, Sheep Grazing, Envy, God Sings Over Us, Bugs BONUS CONTENT: Prayers For Us   Quotes: “You can decide to follow Jesus right now.” “Training is not easy.” “So much of our energy goes into image management.” “I don't mean to be judgy.” . . . Holy Ghost Mama Pre-Order! Want more of the Oddcast? Check out our website! Watch our YouTube videos here. Connect with us on Facebook! For Christian banking you can trust, click here!

In this engaging conversation, Kennedy Rizzo & Cooper Lee delve into the nostalgic world of the 1978 Superman film, exploring its impact on cinema and the superhero genre. They reflect on the film's iconic characters, including Superman, Lois Lane, and Lex Luthor, while discussing the contributions of John Williams' music and Richard Donner's direction. The hosts share personal memories and insights, highlighting the film's lasting legacy and the cultural shift in filmmaking today. Have we whet your appetite? Let's Caramel dive in! Up..up..and AWAY!https://coff.ee/retrotrekcaramelapples ☕️ Subscribe, rate and leave us a 5-star written review on Apple Podcasts, Deepcast.fm, Spotify or GoodPods. If you enjoyed what you heard this week, contact us on our official website retrotrekcaramelapples.com or send us a message, requests and/ or experiences you'd like to hear featured in a future episode at Spotify for Podcasters-->https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/retro-trek-the-caramel-applesHit us up on social media! Stop by and say hi! Leave a comment & share with us some of your favorite retro topics! Thanks a latte ☕️!!X: @CaramelApples16The Gram (Instagram): @retrotrekthecaramelapplesTikTok: @retrotrekcaramelapplesYouTube: @thestickycaramelapplesOur Official Website: retrotrekcaramelapples.com

WBS: Brimstone Says I Just Whooped Your #316 7-3-2025 -- The gang is at it again. Brimstone is joined by his wing-man Alex DaPonte, Meg Suss and Brim's wife Danielle as they chat about Meg's Birthday, she opens her gifts, we hear about her party, and Brim throws guilt for not being invited. They discuss the Nostalgia Fest coming up in Mineola, the Celebrity Softball game on Long Island that Brim will be playing in, and Brim's upcoming beer Burnt Offerings with Necromantic Brew Co. They discuss the really bad faux wedding at Disney Paris, the two people overboard on a Disney Cruise, and they discuss saying the or the – and carmel or caramel. They also chat about Brim potentially doing something wrestling soon. Brim explains what gets Within Brim's Skin.

This week's caramelicious conversation explores the evolution and anatomy of blockbuster films, discussing their historical significance, marketing strategies, star power, and the impact of nostalgia on audience engagement. Kennedy Rizzo & Cooper Lee delve into the characteristics that define a blockbuster, the challenges of franchise fatigue, and speculate on future releases in the film industry. Ready for some excitement? Let's Caramel dive in!https://coff.ee/retrotrekcaramelapples ☕️ Subscribe, rate and leave us a 5-star written review on Apple Podcasts, Deepcast.fm, Spotify or GoodPods. If you enjoyed what you heard this week, contact us on our official website retrotrekcaramelapples.com or send us a message, requests and/ or experiences you'd like to hear featured in a future episode at Spotify for Podcasters-->https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/retro-trek-the-caramel-applesHit us up on social media! Stop by and say hi! Leave a comment & share with us some of your favorite retro topics! We have a good feeling about this!!X: @CaramelApples16The Gram (Instagram): @retrotrekthecaramelapplesTikTok: @retrotrekcaramelapplesYouTube: @thestickycaramelapplesOur Official Website: retrotrekcaramelapples.com

This Retro Trek explores the vibrant world of Star Wars LEGO fandom, discussing the extensive range of themed sets, the integration of video games, and the various media adaptations. Kennedy Rizzo & Cooper Lee highlight the value of limited edition sets and the excitement surrounding new releases, while also touching on enhancements like LED lights that elevate the building experience. This caramelicious discussion culminates in the joy of building impressive collections that resonate with fans. Let's Caramel dive in!https://coff.ee/retrotrekcaramelapples ☕️ Subscribe, rate and leave us a 5-star written review on Apple Podcasts, Deepcast.fm, Spotify or GoodPods. If you enjoyed what you heard this week, contact us on our official website retrotrekcaramelapples.com or send us a message, requests and/ or experiences you'd like to hear featured in a future episode at Spotify for Podcasters-->https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/retro-trek-the-caramel-applesHit us up on social media! Stop by and say hi! Leave a comment & share with us some of your favorite retro topics! We have a good feeling about this!!X: @CaramelApples16The Gram (Instagram): @retrotrekthecaramelapplesTikTok: @retrotrekcaramelapplesYouTube: @thestickycaramelapplesOur Official Website: retrotrekcaramelapples.com

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Orange County D.A. retaliated against female prosecutor, jury finds. Gavin Newsom Meets Privately with Jon Voight in LA. Michael Monks joins the show to talk shop, cat hotels, & beach trips at caramel.

The UK outfit Sleep Token has done what we once thought impossible: Found commercial success playing heavy metal music in 2025 AD. Their fourth studio album, Even in Arcadia, went to number one on the Billboard 200 upon its release, with all ten of its tracks charting on the Hot 100—this despite the fact that the band has been entirely masked and anonymous through their nine year existence. Sleep Token's willingness to inject their brand of heavy metal with autotuned pop vocals, reggaeton beats, and hop hop inflected rhythms has widened their audience, but in the process had galvanized scathing criticism. Pitchfork gave the album a withering review calling Even in Arcadia "schmaltzy and dull," while Anthony Fantano dubbed the band "metal music for Disney adults." We get to know Sleep Token—the music and the controversy—by listening deeply to the ways they toy with the genre conventions of metal, and ask whether they are changing the sound of pop in the process. AUDIENCE SURVEY 2025: https://switchedonpop.typeform.com/survey2025 Songs Discussed Sleep Token - Thread the Needle, Emergence, Caramel, Damocles Ghost - Satanized Metallica - Hero of the Day Nickelback - How You Remind Me Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices