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Quaranteam - Dave In Dallas: Part 8 Intruders! Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. October 26, 2020. Monday afternoon, Reena took lunch duties. Lunch was often individual or in small groups, but she really wanted a crack at cooking for everyone. She said it could be 'come and go' to still facilitate varied schedules around the house. Her idea was ramen. But, it wasn't just basic out of the package. Well, it was, but with a variety of add-ons. You could pick your flavor of ramen, then she'd prepared chopped carrots, nori, sesame oil, diced onion, spam, eggs (fried up for each bowl individually) and Korean red pepper powder that Jan had gotten added to the spice rack. Oh, Reena still cooked it up, but each bowl was individual, and made on request. When Jan came in for lunch, she laughed warmly. Beaming, Reena asked hopefully, "Just like mom would make?" Jan placed a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder. "Not exactly dear. This is ore like what my Caucasian aunt would make when she tried to be authentic." Reena's face and shoulders seemed to suddenly melt. Jan stepped in beside the teen, wrapping her arms around her. "And the one time I made fun of my aunt for it in my mother's hearing was the last. She pulled me aside and scolded me for being insensitive, and ungrateful. Mom said that ramen was always about making something tasty, with love and what ever ingredients were available." Jan made a point of looking over the prepped ingredients arrayed on the counter. "And this is exactly what you have done." She kissed Reena on her cheek. "Thank you. Thank you for the meal, and thank you for reminding me of two lovely, caring women in my life." Reena hugged her. Then she got the specifics of what Jan wanted and got busy making it. Dave stepped out of his office and got two steps down the hallway when Lupie found him. "Dave, could I use your office and computer for a bit? It's kind of urgent. I was in the middle of some trades and my laptop died." "Again?" Dave chuckled. Lupie looked chagrined and rolled her eyes. "Good thing you have your software installed in there already. Just log me off and do what you gotta do. How long do you need me to stay out?" "Rest of the afternoon?" "Okay." Dave started to walk away but Lupie snagged him by the shirtfront and tugged him towards her. They kissed softly. They didn't hear the small footsteps approaching. "Oh gag me with a tamale." Both adults laughed too hard to maintain the kiss. "I do need to get in there," Lupie said. A quick peck and she scampered into the office. Dave knelt down and wrapped Esme in a hug. "And you, rascal, need to give it a rest. We keep a lot out of your sight because; well because it should be out of your viewing. So give us a break on the kissing once in a while, huh?" "Yessir" her tone sounded reluctant, but the grin was hard to suppress. She took four quick steps away from him before turning. "Dave?" "Yes, sweetie?" "Thanks for making mom happy." "Never have I ever; used a pay phone," Reena said with a wicked grin. Shawna and all the ladies over thirty took a drink. Dave first reached into his pocket, pulled his hand back out, and tossed a quarter at Reena. Then he took a drink. Liv busted out laughing. "One of Dad's favorite songs!" she cried as she cackled loudly and leaned a bit too far over into Mel. They'd been going for over half an hour. And she and Mel had pre-gamed. "Song?" Reena asked. "Pay phones used to cost a quarter to make a call. Early nineties, there was a country breakup song called 'Here's a Quarter, Call Someone Who Cares'," Dave filled in. Reena pouted, then stuck out her tongue. "Okay, Lupie, your turn," Jan prompted. 'Never have I ever; done the splits." Reena threw one back. Liv joined her, while Dave laughed. "That laugh suggests a story," Nessa observed. "Yeah, yeah," Liv replied. "I was; oh, about ten or so?" "Eleven," Dave corrected. "Right. Anyway, the girlie girl types were saying I was not really a girl if I couldn't do the splits. So I did." Dave cleared his throat. Liv blushed. "On top of the monkey bars." All the older ladies burst out laughing. "Well, that showed them!" Shawna rejoined. "And I believe it's Dave's turn now." "Alright, never have I ever; taken a nude or semi-nude selfie." Reena's eyes bugged out. She reached for her drink, threw back a slug, then covered her face with her hand. Mel, Liv, and Nessa followed suit. That was no shock to anyone. Jan doing so caught a few looks. "Nope, not gonna talk about it." Jan's face was as red as Melanie's hair. "Okay, moving on; " "Not yet. Someone hasn't drunk." Dave said. He looked at Becca, clearing his throat. "What?! I've never sent nude selfies. You're the first guy I ever got naked for!" "I believe you." Then Dave held up his phone and waggled it. Becca's eyes got wide. "Oh, crap, I forgot about that!" The young blonde blushed about six shades of red before reaching for her drink. "Oh, this I gotta hear." Melanie breathed. Becca hid her face in her hands, peeking between two fingers. Lupie laughed loudly. "Okay, you busted me out, so spill." Becca looked pleadingly at Dave, then shrugged her shoulders, giving him a nod. "Loops, you remember that very first day, when the vax guy came around?" Lupie nodded in reply. "And you wondered why Becca was acting all embarrassed after I told you I'd accepted you both?" "Yes?; oh!" "I told you she'd be the one to say it was okay to tell you what happened? She just did." Lupie just nodded in reply. "Uh, care to fill the rest of us in?" Mel asked. "So the CDC guy came around mid-September. He got to Lupie's house first. She sent him over here with a letter asking that I request her and Becca, giving her reasons why I should say yes. After setting things up with Arthur, I texted both of them that I would make the request. Becca replied with a selfie. With her shirt and bra pulled up. Still have it by the way." Dave winked at Becca. "Shit, we shoulda thought of that! Right after the video call!" Liv groused, nudging Mel. "Another missed first." "Becca was weeks before that call, so still first. Well, first amongst this group, not first ever." "Oh, yeah?" Dave dodged. "Old girlfriend, long time ago. So, who's turn is it next?" Thankfully, they let it slide. October 27, 2020. Dave descended the stairs to see Olivia, Becca and Reena watching a 90's movie. The two teens were making a concerted effort to take in as much of the movies and songs that Dave had grown up with, particularly the ones he had physical copies of. Reena had taken some adjusting to the idea of watching without streaming. Not that they didn't stream at all. Last night, Dave had discovered several of his partners, including Reena, hadn't yet seen Hamilton. That required immediate correction. "Wow, really? It's a great story, well executed, and it's historical. I mean, yeah, they take some liberties, but Miranda was pretty true to the essence of the characters." "But history?" Reena whined. "It's just a bunch of old white guys." Dave looked askance at her. "You're sleeping with an old white guy." Reena's face fell, and Dave's heart with it. In a soft voice, she said, "You're not just an old white guy to me." Her head wasn't exactly hanging, but she didn't meet his eyes. Fuck, emotional landmine triggered. Splash damage accumulating. Dave got up swiftly, without rushing, to stand in front of her and take her in his arms. He kissed the crown of her head as her face nestled in his chest. "I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean to sound so disparaging." Reena slipped her arms around Dave and took him in a hug. Several others joined in, circling the pair in their arms. "Reena, honey?" Shawna prompted. "The guy who wrote it had a vision to make the story more interesting than 'just a bunch of old white guys. Give it a try. I think you'll like it." As often happened, Shawna was spot-on. This morning though, the trio were watching Dave's blu-ray of Twister. "You know, we'll have to watch this in April. Before or during the first severe thunderstorm warning." Dave said as he rounded the back corner to pass them without blocking their view. All three girls chuckled lightly and accepted the kisses Dave planted on them as he passed behind them on his way to the library. Entering, he found Vanessa lounging with a book. He took a seat in easy speaking distance without crowding her. "So, how are you settling in?" "Pretty well. It's; so peaceful here. I really expected a house with this many people in it to be more chaotic. I mean, there's a fun energy here, and a lot of life, but it's; so soothing here. Thank you, David. For accepting me, for just; being here to match with." "I'm enjoying having you here. Beyond the obvious, I mean." Nessa snickered at that. "You've slipped rather smoothly into the family and already I couldn't imagine this place, or us, without you." "That's so sweet, thank you." "Maybe once the whole state's vaccinated, we'll get some normalcy and get out to do the usual family things together." "When we get some normalcy again, you ought to marry Lupie." "I should marry all of you." "No. No, I don't feel that way. Lupie does. Olivia does. And maybe Janice. Shawna too, she has it bad for you. Becca is still young and sorting it all out. Same goes for Reena and Mel. I don't share that depth of bond. I wouldn't want to cheapen what they have with you by sharing a marriage ceremony when I don't have that connection. I damn well better be one of the bridesmaids though" A wry smile crossed Vanessa's face. "I care for you. I love you. I love this family. I am not in love with you." "If it weren't for this damn serum, you would be free to find someone to have that bond with." Vanessa's eyes watered. "Don't ever say that again." There was steel in every syllable. "I may not be in love with you, but this is one of the best relationships I've ever had. I have more joy; not mere happiness; joy in my life now than I have had in a very long time. If the serum caused this, then Thank God and bring it on. I wouldn't change what I have right now for anything. I know you care for me. I can feel it. I feel it from each of the others. What we have is special and I don't ever want to let it go." Dave stood and walked towards Vanessa. From one eye, a tear rolled down her cheek. "I haven't felt this safe and accepted since I was a little girl that didn't know what emotional pain was." She closed her eyes, surrendering, hopeful, to what he might do next. Dave bent down, bringing his face to hers. He kissed each eye gently. He kissed each tear streak. He kissed her gently on the nose, eliciting a small giggle. He kissed her lips, softly at first, growing firmer as she responded. She broke the kiss and opened her eyes in time to see his eyes opening. She could see the tears watering them. "You're going to make me fall in love with you aren't you?" "No. I'm going to give you every reason to, and let you decide." Dave reached underneath Vanessa and lifted her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him as he carried her. Olivia noticed them coming out of the library. With a small grin she began singing in a soft voice "Who; knows what to-morrow brings; in a world; few hearts survive ;” Dave tried scowling at her, but he couldn't get the grin off his face. As they neared the base of the stairs, Vanessa ceased her slow circuit of kissing Dave's cheek, neck and lips. "I think you better let me walk from here stud." Dave chuckled and lowered her feet to the floor. They rose up the stairs, side-by-side joined at the hips, shoulders, and lips. From below, they heard Olivia mutter "God that's hot." Reena Umm-hmmed her agreement. "My nipples are freaking diamonds right now." Entering the bedroom, Dave and Vanessa began removing each other's clothes, quickly, but without frenzy. They stood naked, at the end of the bed, kissing, holding and softly groping each other. Dave pressed in close and gripped Vanessa under the curve of her ass. He lifted her and tossed her into the middle of the bed. She squealed happily as she flew. Dave slowly crawled up the bed, kissing Vanessa as he went. He started by kissing the big toe of her left foot and proceeded down the top of her foot to her ankle. Then he switched to her right foot. When he reached her ankle, he continued laying soft, gentle kisses up her shin. Then again up her left shin. He avoided the backs of her calves, her kneecap and the inside of her knee. These spots were very ticklish for Vanessa. Becca loved the loss of control when Dave tickled her. Becca and Janice loved the counter play of tickling and sexual stimulation. Vanessa would mule-kick him through a wall if he tickled her. And be out of the mood. And be pissed for a few days. So no tickle-y He kissed his way up the tops and outsides of each leg. He kissed a wandering path around her abdomen, taking time at her belly button like a caravan merchant at an oasis. Vanessa moaned. Her belly button was one of her favorite places for Dave to play with. Dave began working his way upward again, kissing in a straight line that ran up from her navel between her tits. He looked up as he rose, seeing her eyes locked on him, hungry and happy. Pure joy radiated from her face. He reached the hollow of her neck and alternated kissing with light nibbling. Vanessa moaned again and shifted beneath him. This was another of her favorite spots. He kissed up to her jaw, across her jawline, to her lips. "Umm" Vanessa hummed as Dave settled in, his body pressing firmly against hers. He rested his weight on his elbows and knees (outside of hers) and took her hands in his, out to the sides of her head, their fingers interlaced. It was more sensual than sexual. After several minutes, Dave slipped his hands loose and moved lower for the next step. He broke the kiss. Vanessa whimpered and opened her eyes. She bit back a complaint about the end of the kiss, because she knew what was coming would be better. Dave kissed her chin, then her shoulder. He stroked the outside of each tit with his fingertips. He kissed from her shoulder down to the top of her tit. He kissed around her tit, never touching the areola. Then he placed tiny, soft kisses just at the border of her areola without brushing her nipple. Vanessa whimpered. His hand played with her other tit, likewise avoiding the areola. Vanessa squeaked as he took her nipple and areola in his mouth and suckled, flicking his tongue against her nipple. "Yes; ;” she clutched the sheets and writhed beneath him. It was delicious torture. He had her worked up and ready, but kept the foreplay going rather than enter her. One finger of his hand lightly brushed across her other nipple. Back and forth. Back and forth. Light pinch. "Oh, David, please baby." Dave chuckled. He met her eyes as he descended down her body again, taking less time than when he rose. He kissed her hip, then across her pelvis and down. He kissed her mound of Venus and descended with his mouth hovering over her labia, but not touching. He let his breath brush over her entrance. Then he pulled back further and kissed her inner thigh. He heard a strangled whine from above. He nibbled. He switched thighs. More shifting and squirming. Dave latched his mouth onto Vanessa's labia and suckled like a newborn. "Yes!" Her body lifted off the bed for several seconds. He flicked his tongue against her entrance before easing it inside of her. She let out a contented moan. He slid his hands along her sides and thighs. Dave lifted his eyes to look at Vanessa. Her eyes were closed in bliss. He moved marginally forward and took her clitoris into his mouth, massaging it with his lips and tongue. "Oh God!" her eyes flew open. Hands gripped sheets and pulled hard. Her feet lifted. Dave backed off, giving her a moment. He started crawling up the bed, over top of her. Vanessa pouted and locked eyes with him. Desire and need echoed back and forth between their eyes. Dave inserted himself into her wet, relaxed passage and slid forward purposefully. Vanessa issued a sound that was both a sigh and a moan signaling her satisfaction. Once again, Dave interlaced his fingers with hers. With his hands on top of hers, and all four hands beside Nessa's ears, Dave began to rock his body overtop of her. He held himself just low enough that his chest and ribs softly grazed over her erect nipples. With slow, gentle strokes, he raised the two of them towards ecstasy. Kissing softly, they communicated without words, just sighs, moans, and hums. Time stopped and the world fell away. Just two lovers wrapped in gauzy layers of lovemaking. Nessa's body trembled with anticipation for what felt like an eternity as Dave caressed and stimulated her, hitting all her pleasure spots just so, raising her gently to one delicious climax. He buried himself to the root within her as the dam burst forth. Her erotic writhing alternatively pushed him away and strove to swallow him within her. The oscillations of her wet passage seized his organ and sent him cascading over the cliff with her. Struck by the serum induced orgasm, Nessa clutched him tightly and howled her pleasure. When Nessa's grasp loosened, Dave slipped to lie beside her, holding her close. Drifting back into the conscious world, Nessa snuggled in close, draping an arm over him. "Hmm, so that's what the girls have been calling 'the full Dave', huh? I like it." Shawna's rotating early shift was today, allowing all of us to sit down as a family and finish discussing housing preferences. Mel came in from the kitchen once Shawna arrived. "We didn't quite get there last time, but with 12 or more people, we need a bigger kitchen." Lupie said emphatically. "Preferably with a double oven and a cooktop with five burners and a grill. Four burners and no grill is still okay. And gas, not electric." "Anything else for the kitchen?" "Well, an island, preferably with power to it, but with a cutting board top, and large enough for rolling out dough." Lupie paused, looking pensive. "Did I go too far?" "Not at all, that sounds great. Especially if I actually get to use it." Dave grinned back. Lupie smirked and rolled her eyes. "Oh, and one other condition; a nice big batch of tamales after we move in." Lupie's eyes danced. "Absolutely." "I was thinking," Reena said, "how about a backyard deck?" Dave interjected "Not really necessary. It would be good to have, but I can build a reliable deck. Especially with Livy involved. You can help too if you want." "If you can do renno, I may have work for you." Vanessa smirked. Dave laughed. "I still have a day job. Our house sure, but I'm not looking to make it a job. Oh, and what ever we get needs plenty of electrical outlets. If it's really necessary, I could run a few new breakers and circuits, but seriously, I'd rather stay away from that." Shawna looked alarmed. "Baby, I believe you when you say you've got skills, but I don't want you around one-ten, or worse, two-twenty." Dave returned with a scowling laugh, "That's why you turn it off at the box, dear." "Just be careful honey." "Yes, Peaches." That earned a laugh all around, as Shawna blew a kiss at him. Nessa looked at her. "Are you from Georgia?" "No, but my parents met there in college. Mom's from Georgia, Dad was just there for school. They raised me and my brother in St. Louis." "And you went there for your degree?" "Oh no. I knew I wanted to be a meteorologist since I was a young teen. I went to O U. With the National Weather Service center right there, I got experiences I could never have gotten elsewhere. Spent a good chunk of my upper-class and grad years chasing storms." "Sounds like a lot of fun." "Oh yeah." Nessa grinned with Shawna, then turned to Dave. "I have been asked to press the idea of the towers one more time. Not so much our immediate supervisor here, but the folks back in DC. Their argument is that it's more efficient." "Unbelievable." Dave managed to avoid grumbling. "You do realize that the same people that want to shove us into a shoebox are the same little hypocrites that scream their heads off when a CEO lays off workers to make his company more efficient. Both of them are promoting the math of what they want, ignoring what they don't, and neither actually gives a shit about the people they are using like pawns." Shawna, seated beside him, stroked his arm, a slight grin on her face. "Yeah, okay, I'll climb down off my soap box. But no, I do not want to live in an apartment tower. A neighborhood, sure. A diverse neighborhood sounds great. I'm not a fan of monochrome anyway." "Clearly," Nessa said. "Just looking around the room proves that." "I'm sorry, but the whole 'I know better than you' crowd pisses me off, whether it's the church variety, the lefty variety, or the old money variety." "Okay, okay," Nessa replied light heartedly. "I had to bring it up again. I've done so, and you've been quite clear. I'll get on the search tomorrow. It may take a bit, but I'm sure we can find something that meets our requirements." The conversation turned to other subjects, and the family splintered into little knots of discussions. Mel slipped back out to check on the meal she was making. Dave didn't know what it was, but it smelled really good. Well, he knew it was something with chicken. He decided to join Mel in the kitchen. "Hey, Mel, how's it goin'?" "Almost done." Mel turned her face to his and received the offered kiss. "Smells really good. Chicken soup?" "Chicken and dumplings. From scratch. I boiled the chicken earlier this afternoon. It's about time for me to mix the dumplings. After that, it'll be ready to eat in twenty minutes." Dave wrapped his arms around her, holding her close from behind as she watched the pot. "Perfect choice for a dreary day like today. And, I haven't had chicken and dumplings in a long time." "Well, I hope you like mine." "Oh, Mel," Dave said as he nuzzled his head against hers, "you know I like your dumplings." He traced the middle finger of each hand up her sides, pulling away before reaching her tits. She cackled, turning to face him. With a light smack on his shoulder she said, "You're an old lech," she stepped in for a kiss. "But you're my old lech." She waggled her eyebrows. Dave chuckled, resting his forehead against hers. Then the doorbell rang. "Go, I need to get on the dumplings anyway." Mel swatted him on the ass as he walked away. Jan was already at the door when Dave arrived. The soldier was just handing over the clipboard. Beside her stood a young black woman with her hair in several tight braids. She stood about 5'6", with eyes that appeared to prefer laughing, but bore the potential to penetrate obfuscation, a cute button nose and a bright red lipstick on her perfectly sized mouth. Large golden hoop earrings in her ears and tight black jeans on her legs were the only attire visible other than her thick coat. Given the near-freezing temperatures and drizzle that had gone on all day long, Dave could hardly blame her. The black handle and ribbing stood out starkly from the vivid, deep pink of her umbrella canopy. It looked thoroughly functional, and infinitely girlie; maybe a bit more Wednesday Addams than cheerleader, but that didn't bother Dave in the slightest. Jan handed the clipboard back to the soldier, who departed immediately. "Hello, my name is Janice, though I prefer Jan." She held out her hand, which was taken without trepidation. "And this is Dave." He likewise reached out and shook the lady's hand. "Come on inside. We were just about to sit down for dinner." "About twenty minutes," Dave supplied. "Mel; Melanie; is making chicken and dumplings." "Oh, that sounds really good. Especially with this weather." She pulled her roller case through the foyer and parked it just inside the living room. The ladies approached her, no more than three at once, and the early few drew her towards the center of the room as they greeted her and introduced themselves. Mel, having not taken a seat yet, exited to the kitchen again, reappearing barely a minute later. "It'll be about ten more minutes," she replied to the expectant faces that turned her way. Becca and Olivia immediately stood, heading to the kitchen. Apparently, it was their turn to set the table. The light conversations and sharing continued through the meal, interrupted only by nearly everyone asking for a second bowl (Dave had four, but made sure everyone else was done eating before the last two.) Of course, each family member took multiple opportunities to praise Mel for the quality of the meal, and the excellent choice for the dreary conditions. Dave listened in on the conversations around him, paying special attention to the ones involving the new arrival, Niki. Between his own conversations with her, he learned her full name was Nicole Lassiter, and she worked as the network administrator and network security administrator for a bank headquartered in Dallas. With all the losses, she was now over all computer issues that were not customer facing. Her little brother was still in college, hunkering down in the UGA dorms. Niki, her mom, and her dad each called him at least once a week both for their own peace of mind and to keep his spirits up. Niki's parents were recently vaccinated. Her mother had styled her hair before 'her baby girl' left for the Vax Center. The tight braids she wore were called a Senegalese twist. Since her mother was a hairdresser (not that she was seeing customers at the moment) she had extensions on hand to do her daughter up right. Niki's dad had just retired from road construction work, looking to open up a barbecue restaurant; right before the lockdowns hit. Dave also noticed a slight unsteadiness on occasion when Niki walked. It made him concerned for her well-being, but he wasn't sure how to bring it up without being rude. As the evening wore on, he noticed Niki making furtive glances his way. The next time she did, he made eye contact, lifting one eyebrow. She bit her lip and nodded. Dave rose from his seat and strode to her side. A few eyes followed them as he took her hand and led her upstairs. Dave guided her to the master bedroom. Niki quickly took a seat on the bed. "You know, I didn't ask you earlier: do you want to do this here, or in a separate room? Here, you're going to wind up with several other women in the bed as well. We still have a room you could wake up in with some privacy. Shawna and I use it sometimes to spend time together when she gets home from work, and she stores clothes in there so she can dress and not disturb anyone when she has an early morning shift, but nobody uses the bed in there." "No, here's fine, thank you." Looked pensive for a moment. And a little pained. "Are you okay? If you don't want to do this; " "No, no I'm fine, really. Well, I'm not fine, but you aren't the problem, not by a long shot. I pushed myself too hard this evening. I should have spent less time standing." Dave waited while she ordered her thoughts. "I haven't been completely honest with you, Dave. I only recently got to a point where I can walk without a cane. Over a year ago, I was t-boned by a drunk driver. Shattered my legs. It'd be a good bet that half the metal in this room, is in my bones right now." She let out an annoyed snort. "I used to run track. Even got a partial scholarship that helped me get my degree. I spent months in a wheelchair, and then a walker. After that, I moved up to those forearm crutches. During lockdown, I couldn't go to the doctor, so when I felt annoyed enough with the crutches I shifted to a simple cane. And now I've been walking without any aid for over a month, but it hurts like hell; and it's tiring." "You are one tough cookie." Dave said from the spot he'd taken beside her as she spoke. "I don't feel so tough. I feel beat up and worn out." Dave hugged her. "You want me to tuck you in and let you rest? We could do the imprinting tomorrow." "No, no I want to do this with you Dave. I just may need you to go easy. And probably help me undress." "Just to be clear, you're asking me to strip your clothes off, handle your body gently, and blow a load inside you?" Dave said with a hint of sarcasm. Niki giggled. "You seem man enough to handle the job." Dave answered her with a kiss, full on the lips, pressing firmly but with moderation. His hands drifted behind her shoulder blades. Niki responded, humming into the kiss and parting her lips. When Dave's tongue probed undemandingly, hers welcomed the visitor. Dave's hands roamed slowly, taking the first steps in learning the body of his newest lover. He enjoyed the feel of her in his hands. There was a looseness, as would be expected for an athlete that had been benched. Beneath that slight layer, there was a firm core. She was; exciting. And excited. Whatever she wanted in a man, she seemed to think Dave had it. Well, that and the serum had her amped up. Dave was finally getting past feeling guilty about that. Mostly. Dave started consciously directing his hands, seeking the buttons or clasps or zipper to loosen the neck of the tight black top she was wearing. Solid black panels with a black lace overlay stitched in at regular intervals. Finding the short zipper took no time at all. He next dropped his hands, seeking the hem of her shirt under her jeans waist. There was no hem. As his hands quested, he found bare hip, with cloth from the top still diving down her front and back. Just like a swimsuit. Then it struck him. He came up for air and play scowled at her. "You could have just said it was a bodysuit." She snickered. "Aw, where's the fun in that?" Dave kissed her. Then he gently shoved her backwards onto the bed. Her torso lay flat on the bed, her legs dangling off. Dave stood and faced her. Reaching down, he unbuttoned her jeans and lowered her zipper. Niki's eyes twinkled as Dave took hold of the cuff of her jeans and pulled them off. He missed the worried look in her eyes as the scars on her legs were exposed. That's because his eyes were locked on her trim brown legs. They stayed fixated on those lovely legs as he kneeled between them and began kissing her legs, first one then the other. All over her thighs, then, gently lifting, careful not to lift too high, he kissed her calves and shins. He lavished every inch of her legs with his lips and tongue. Niki moaned. Then she sniffled. Alerted, Dave brought his head up, locking his eyes on hers. Tears watered the bottom of her almond shaped sockets. "You make me feel beautiful again." "You always were." He kept his eyes on her as he kissed the inside of her knee. The kiss extended into suckling. He gave the spot a little nip, then moved his position by a few inches and giving the same attention, adding in a few strokes of his tongue tip. Niki's chest heaved. Dave could hear sobs amongst the moans as he switched to her other knee. He would have been alarmed except for the clearly cathartic tone. "Umm, David, please, I need you up here." With a grin, Dave worked his way, unhurried but not dawdling, up her leg, kissing and huffing hot breath on her exposed skin as he went. Reaching her fragrant core, Dave brought his fingers softly to the three little snaps holding the gusset of her bodysuit together. A gentle flick separated the two soaked flaps of cloth and revealed that Niki wore nothing underneath. The engorged, richly black outer labia of her nethers drenched in her arousal. Her inner labia petaled outward, yielding a peek at the pink interior. Dave blew one long, slow hot breath over her bare, quivering sex before latching his mouth on her. He suckled her lower lips as her back arched. Niki keened her pleasure while her arms beat a tattoo on the bed. "David, now, please, now." Dave shucked his shoes and quickly slipped his cargo shorts and boxers to the floor. In a flash, Dave was over top of her, dragging her up the bed like a leopard securing his prey in a tree. Niki's breath caught as he took charge of her body. The fire in her eyes was unmistakable. He kissed her deeply, then pulled away. With his eyes locked on hers, he moved himself to her entrance and pressed his cockhead just barely inside. The fluids leaked all over his throbbing cock touched her most sensitive places and set off a riot only attributable to the serum. Dave anchored her motions with his knees, pressed against her rear, but not enough to force her legs too far apart. "Fuck that was good." She paused for a deep breath. "Hmm, I'm all yours now Dave. Send me off to neverland, lover." Dave worked within her, slowly and gently at first, picking up pace slightly and a little more force when she signaled it was needed and acceptable. Her hums and moans continuously reminding him his actions were still mutually desired. His peak arrived and he shot hot ropes of cum with his cock buried deep in her, his cockhead brushing her cervix. Immediately, she shuddered, racked with the serum induced pleasure that forever locked her life with his. Dave held her in her throes until she went limp muttering "Imprinting; imprinting; imprinting ;” He rose, going to the bathroom to clean himself before returning with a wet washcloth and a hand towel to clean Niki. Once she was cleaned and dry, he snapped her body suit closed again and arranged her comfortably on the bed, beneath the covers. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead before heading downstairs to spend social time with the rest of his family. As he descended the staircase into the mild buzz of the other eight women happily sharing his life, his home, and his bed, Dave marveled at how amazing his life was. Chapter 10; Storm Winds. October 28, 2020 4:18am David's hand was halfway to the palmprint secured gun safe on the back side of his headboard before he realized he was even awake. With the vertical placement, and the; activity frequently occurring in the bed, he'd installed two Velcro loops to hold the pistol and magazine inside. He released the pistol and placed it on his chest before reaching back for the clip. Fortunately, only two hands and a part of one leg were draped over him at the moment. The four younger girls were in their rooms, leaving Lupie, Jan, Shawna, Vanessa, and his newest partner Nicole to share his bed. Nicole was one of the hands, and the partial leg. By consensus, the ladies decided she should get to curl up next to Dave for her imprinting sleep. Gingerly, Dave slipped free of his partners' limbs and slid down the bed onto the floor. Only then did he insert the magazine and work the slide. Flipping the safety on, he padded softly but quickly to the closet to grab a pair of shorts. He decided not to wear slippers this time. He might need the extra footing. Keeping close to the wall, he approached the bedroom door. With the door still shut, he took the safety off, but kept his finger out of the trigger well for the moment. Slowly, Dave eased the door open. Slipping through, he noticed a shape in the hallway, against the wall, at the top of the stairs. Too dark to identify an individual, the figure made the 'Join Me' signal his friend Carter had taught him long ago. He did not raise his weapon. Sliding along the wall silently, just the way he'd practiced at least once every year, Dave approached. Proximity gave the reassurance the lighting denied at a distance. Liv crouched in the hallway, pistol in hand, wearing only a light nightgown that reached most of the way to her knees. With a quick series of hand signals, Dave told Liv to follow at a distance as he prepared to descend the stairs as quietly as possible. Liv signaled back that she should lead, but apparently had no signal for why. Dave negated the suggestion, and started down the stairs. He reached the lower landing with no incident. His nerves had been raw as he got halfway down and the solid wall gave way to railing. Now he crouched on one knee, Liv a few steps up from the landing, but with good vision on the living room area, both of them listening. The nighttime chirping of mockingbirds was absent. No flutter of wings or rustle of raccoons, possums, or skunks. Out here on the wild edge of the metroplex, there was always something moving at night. Dave signaled for Liv to post up on the landing and then moved along the wall of the stairs, in front of the media center to the corner of the living room where the downstairs hallway started. He was now directly below the spot Liv had occupied when he first emerged from the bedroom. And just two steps from his secured gun closet recessed under the stairs and hidden behind a normal looking panel. Dave had only one twelve round magazine. Liv had purchased a larger safe and had a spare ten round magazine in addition to the one in her weapon. It was a bit awkward carrying it since she had no pockets, but Carter had taught a variety of firing stances, one of which allowed carrying something in the non-dominant hand. By the absence of natural sounds, somebody was outside. He did not know how many, or how they were armed, but he was sure they weren't here in the oh-my-god-it's-early hours for a friendly visit. He slid the cover for the pin pad open so he could punch in the unlock code. Dave heard a crashing thump at the door followed by cursing. The security door worked just fine. He didn't get a chance to smile though. The glass door at the back of the living room shattered from several rounds. Dave squared his body with the opening just as two men stepped through. The first man fell as Dave brought his weapon up. The second went down just as his head turned to his right to see Liv's position flanking their breach. Dave heard a tinkling sound from the entry. Someone was breaking the window in the front parlor. Now he was worried. The thick pillar at the free corner of the landing would give Liv scant protection against a firearm. Dave stayed low, stepping away from his corner. It gave him protection against someone firing from the sliding door breach, but he had no angle to fire into the entryway. With the furniture screening him from the glass door breach, he approached the arch between the entry and living room. Loud whispers drifted in from his right. The remaining attackers on the deck seemed to be hesitant about testing themselves against the defenses. He was straining to pick out words when a head began to resolve itself in the entry. Dave fired two rounds. The body fell. He held his position, weapon ready. Out back he heard an angry growl, "Hey, one of those women is my sister!" The reply was too low to understand the words, but the snideness came through clearly. As did the answering gunshot. What the hell is going on? They're shooting each other now? Hey, they don't need to be on my property for that! The fallen body in front of Dave slid backwards. Hands appeared from the foyer and the broken glass door, but they were empty. The hands gripped a pair of ankles of one downed man each and yanked them back to where the hands came from. This repeated for the second body near the glass door. Wet sickening sounds ensued, backed up by an occasional retching noise. Murmurs were heard. Someone said something about a marker and a bag. "David?!" Shawna's voice called from up the stairs. That wasn't the only sound from upstairs. Roscoe was barking his head off. Furtive whispers indicated some of his family were at the top of the stairs with Shawna. "Keep everyone up there. Open up the armory in the main closet and distribute weapons to the adults. Everything Lt. Malcolm Reed gave us is in there. Arm up and take defensive positions upstairs." That was a bluff. Hopefully enough of one to drive the attackers away. Dave was sure Shawna would recognize the name of the armory officer from Enterprise and catch on. The sounds from the foyer and back deck took on a hurried pace before Dave heard footsteps rushing away. Dave and Olivia exchanged glances, and then immediately darted their eyes back to the penetration points. This happened a few more times over the next several minutes. "Looks like we're clear." "Yeah, just stay on your toes." "I know. I grew up under the same guy that trained you, remember?" "Vividly." Cautious footsteps descended the stairs. "David, Olivia, it's Shawna. I'm coming down." Slowly, Shawna came into view, feet first on the exposed portion of the staircase. Her pink satin nightgown falling just past her knees gave her some coverage, but made Dave aware of the cold, damp air pouring in from both breaches. "Are you two okay? Is it safe?" "For now. We've got two big holes in the house, so maybe keep everybody up there where it's warm unless they're needed down here." Dave paused for a second. "Ask Nessa and Mel to look out the upstairs windows. See if they can spot these guys leaving, or lying in wait." Shawna disappeared upstairs, then came back down after a brief verbal exchange. Shawna came down to the lower landing and spoke briefly with Livy, giving her a hug. Then she came to Dave. She hugged him fiercely. Her voice shook as she said thickly, "For a little bit there, I thought I was going to lose you." "We held." Dave managed to keep most of the nervous tension and post-adrenaline shake out of his voice. By the look in her eye, Shawna wasn't fooled a bit. Dave led her to the beginning of the hallway, the cubby under the stairs. He whispered the passcode in her ear so she could unlock it. That had been the galling thing during the attack. His full stash of weapons had been right beside his shoulder, but he couldn't spare the attention to unlock it. Clearly, he needed to rethink his arrangements. Shawna handed out a thigh holster for him, which he only saw peripherally as he kept watch. The weight told him immediately she'd placed two pre-filled magazines in there for him. He pulled one out for a quick check. No use him having Livy's mags. "I go to the pistol range about every other month. Nothing fancy, but I'm a decent shot and I know the difference between ten mil and nine mil. What? It's a very satisfying skill to have, and a great way to blow off some stress." Dave chuckled and turned his head, with a quick lean to her and gave her a peck on the cheek. Then he stepped back out to his post. He felt Shawna walking out, so he moved to the other side of the hallway so she could make her way to Livy with the other thigh holster without crossing Dave's line of sight. She paused at his shoulder. "Dave, do you want the other weapons in there?" Dave thought for a minute. He knew which ones Shawna had to mean. He sighed, "Yeah. A tac vest and one of the MP5's. Tac vests should already have six loaded magazines in the pockets. Get two and give the other vest and weapon to Liv. Then find out if anyone upstairs has any weapons training. You said you shoot, how good are you?" Shawna handed out a vest first, which Dave quickly donned. "With silhouette targets, I can put four out of five rounds through the heart. Now, I haven't gotten to shoot since the lockdowns, but I was pretty regular before." She handed him one of the MP5's which Dave quickly slung over his head and shoulder, inserted a magazine he'd pulled from the vest and chambered a round, then safed the weapon. "Are those; ?" "Semiauto. Carter went to a lot of work to make sure we had everything we could legally have, but never anything illegal. They do have the integral noise suppressor. It was expensive as hell and took forever plus a mountain of paperwork, but it's all legal. At least in Texas." "God Bless Texas," she said with a gleam in her eye. Shawna gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before sauntering over to Livy, a thigh holster clutched in one hand, a tac vest in the other, and an MP5 slung over her neck. A second thigh holster, with a nine millimeter and magazines was strapped to her sleek, powerful thigh. Shawna handed off the gear to Olivia, then swiftly moved back to the concealed weapons closet. She was in there for quite a while before emerging. "There was only one more pre-loaded nine mil mag, so I had to load a few or just walk around with one. The second choice didn't sound viable." "Agreed." Dave grasped Shawna's bicep and pulled her in for a quick kiss on the cheek. She beamed at him after returning the kiss, then headed upstairs. Dave heard Liv saying something to Shawna as she passed by. An eternity and a short time later, two sets of footsteps descended the staircase. Melanie followed behind Shawna. "Carter and Liv both took me to the range several times. I even went to a tactical course once my aim was; acceptable. But only with pistol. I've never shot anything else." "Good enough. There's another thigh holster and pistol inside. What did Carter train you on? "Nine millimeter. He said it was so common it made a good starting point. Once with Liv, we rented shotguns at an outdoor range and I was decent with it." "Pistol will do fine. Shawna, help her get some magazines loaded. Has anyone called for police?" Mel swallowed nervously. "I didn't see anyone waiting in the back yard, but the deck;” "Yes?" "It's; disturbing. Dave, be careful." Dave nodded, as did Liv. Shawna spoke up as she followed Mel in. It was tight with two adults in there, but doable. At three it would have been cramped. "Lupie called. They didn't know how long before someone responds. They're stretched thin and the night shift is the least staffed." Wordlessly, she handed over a t-shirt she'd grabbed while she was upstairs. Dave slipped the tac vest off, donned the shirt, then the tac vest again. While he dressed, he spoke with his partners. "Fuck. Okay, here's what's gonna happen. You two take defensive positions on the stairs. One of you take the lower landing, one further up, just below the ceiling line. Then Liv and I will go out through the deck, and check the exterior all the way around." "I'll take the landing," Mel said. "I've had training with Carter, I should be the one exposed." "You sure?" Shawna prodded. "Yeah." "Okay, take your positions then." Dave kissed each one on the cheek before they walked away. When both had taken their places, Liv came over to him. Dave had one more instruction for Shawna. "Oh, and tell Lupie to call the police again, let them know we are clearing the grounds so they don't just shoot us on sight." Shawna nodded and crept upwards. Jan came down the stairs, bearing a pair of shoes for Dave and Liv, a pair of socks stuck into one shoe for each of them. After handing over the shoes, Jan headed back upstairs. They shod themselves quietly. "So, me on point?" Liv asked as she finished. "No, I'll take point, you cover me." "Dave, if anything happens to you, we're all in big trouble." "That's why you're watching my back. Otherwise, I'd go out there solo and leave you in charge here." "Like hell you would. I ain't some; " "I know you are capable, but I'm still going to shield you from as much risk as I can." Liv rolled her eyes. "Gee, I feel safe and offended all at once." Dave stared at her stony. "Are we done here? Ready to go?" "Shit, Dad really rubbed off on you. Yeah, let's do this." Olivia fell in behind Dave as he headed straight for the glass door breach. Both held their weapons ready, jutting forward with the strap taut around their necks and backs. Dave paused at the breach. "Off safe." "Roger." Dave examined the scene visible through the broken glass and the flapping curtain. Blood trails led out the breach from the various points where the bodies of the invaders had landed. He could see the legs of a few of them still on the deck. He turned his head to catch first Shawna's then Mel's eyes, nodded, and proceeded cautiously but swiftly out the breach. He swiveled right going out, knowing Liv would go left, just as her father had taught them for years. Each stopped at the furthest extension of the deck in their direction, scanning the deck and yard in a full semicircle, their backs to the house. There was no damage to the fence, and no apparent damage to the greenhouse or anything else in the backyard. The deck however; well, it wasn't damaged. The bodies on it were. Each had the pants and underwear pulled down and a huge bloody mess where the genitals once were. Blood continued to ooze out of the wounds, though clearly it had poured out initially. Dave signaled his intent to clear the greenhouse. Liv followed him. It didn't take long to clear. They emerged quickly, rescanning the backyard as they did. With Liv trailing, Dave exited the backyard through the side gate. The side yard showed no disturbance. In the front yard, they found the same gruesome sight as the back deck. Here though, they found an empty plastic baggie with blood spatter. And a few bloody fingerprints. The bag snagged under the heel of the corpse, ensuring the light wind was insufficient to blow it away. Dave and Liv finished the sweep, checking the other side yard, which showed no signs of disturbance. "I think we're safe, for now. These guys bugged out." "Yeah, but why did they cut their buddies' junk off?" Dave shivered, and not from the crummy weather. Well, maybe a little from the weather. He was barely dressed after all. "Let's get inside." Since the front door was still locked, they traipsed back through the side yard to the gate and came in through the broken glass door. "Coming in." Dave called before entering. "No sign of anyone out there." The relief on Mel and Shawna's faces was evident. Their shoulders relaxed slightly. "Can you two keep watch here? I'm gonna talk to the others, then we'll both get dressed, and then I'll call the police again." At the top of the stairs, four of Dave's partners wrapped him in hugs muttering their relief that he was still in one piece. He could see Lupie gazing at him, beseechingly as she held Esme close, soothing her. A loud bang against a door at the end of the hall reminded Dave of other necessities. "You better go let Roscoe out so he can see that we're all intact," Dave chuckled. As Olivia opened the door, Roscoe bolted from the room, turning only when she bellowed "Roscoe, Heel." That cut through his canine brain fog of 'defense mode'. He turned to her, sniffing as if checking on her condition. Liv knelt in front of him. She placed her hands on either side of his face and began stroking his neck and back while speaking softly, in calm tones. After a few whimpers, he started aggressively licking her face and putting his paws on her shoulders. Addressing his family, Dave said, "Liv and I need to get dressed. We need to call the police again, and we need to get those holes sealed." "Holes?" Jan asked. "Yeah, they busted in the sliding door and a window in the parlor. It's not quite as cold and miserable downstairs as it is outside, but it's close enough. For now, stay upstairs unless you have something you need to do down there. You can still run down to grab a book, or make meals or snacks. For tv, use the spare room that Shawna uses when she has morning shifts." "We could just use our laptops for streaming, Dave. We'll be fine." Reena added. She looked a bit bleary. To be fair, everyone seemed caught in some whipsaw state of alert and drowsy. Not surprising, given what they'd just been through. Dave patted her on the shoulder and kissed the crown of her head in appreciation. Releasing Reena, Dave knelt in front of Esme, who was showing clear signs of worry and strain. He enveloped her in his arms and held her close. "It's okay now, baby girl. We're all okay now." He held her, stroking her hair and back soothingly. After several minutes had passed, he loosened his grip and began to stand. Esme's arms immediately came up, wrapping Dave in a vise-grip hug. She didn't say anything, she didn't cry or whimper. She just clutched him tightly. Dave eyed Lupie, but she just looked back at him imploringly. He reached a hand out to her and she grabbed on immediately. He looked around at the others and saw the need for reassurance was still there. Olivia had already slipped into her room with Roscoe to get dressed. Becca, Reena, Jan, Nessa and Lupie all rushed to surround him the moment he waved his hand to 'bring it in'. Esme was wedged between Dave and Lupie. She finally relaxed her grip on Dave, and switched over to her mother. With a silent chuckle, Dave kissed Lupie on the cheek and slipped off to the master bedroom. Jan followed after him. "I thought I'd call the police and put it on speaker so you could talk to them while getting dressed." Dave nodded, then wrapped her in a hug and gave her a closed mouth kiss that was no less affectionate for its chasteness. Reluctantly, he released her and headed into the closet to collect some clothes. Jan dialed 911 as soon as Dave emerged. Police staffing was so low, all calls went through the emergency center. Long held habits are hard to break, though. Especially when those habits are codified in a manual. That's what they call 'procedure'. "911, what's your emergency?" "We called earlier about a break in. The people trying to break in have left, except the ones we shot," Dave called out in clear, even tones for the speaker. "Is anyone injured?" The operator droned, as if she been on duty too long, too many days in a row. "No, ma'am," Dave said. "No one in my family was hit, and the ones we shot are dead." "Are you sure they're dead?" "Yes ma'am. The guy that taught me how to shoot didn't teach me to miss. Besides, before they left, the invaders; mutilated the bodies. If they hadn't died from the gunshots, they'd have died from the blood loss." Dave was watching Jan's face when he mentioned the mutilation. Not the best choice, since he nearly fell over pulling on his cargo pants. It did allow him to see the flinch that briefly flitted across her face before she reasserted control. "Did you say mutilated, sir?" The tones were even, obviously someone that had worked 911 for years. Still, there were notes of 'oh shit' blended with 'what fucking else?' "I did." "Would you please specify the nature of the mutilation?" "The genitals of the deceased were removed." A short silence reigned on the line. "Could you repeat that sir?" The operator's voice sounded slightly more alert. Dave pulled his pre-tied sneakers on as he said, "the scrotum was removed from each of the corpses." This conversation was now added to the thick stack of reasons to be very glad of the distance between the master bedroom and Esme's bedroom. Lupie and the others had taken her there when Dave walked away. Between the walk-in closet and Dave's office, there was little chance sounds from the bedroom penetrated that far. "Are you certain the perpetrators have left?" "Yes ma'am, one of my partners and I swept the area; our yard anyway; and found no one remaining. All we found were the bodies that the survivors had drug back out of the house and carved up." "So the shooting happened inside the house?" "Correct." "I'm noting all this in the file sir. I'm appending this report to the prior calls your partner made requesting assistance. Since you are no longer in immediate danger, I am diverting the patrol response. They will get to you to you after attending to higher level calls." Even as she spoke, the woman's voice grew more exhausted, like a Walmart employee on Black Friday at about 3pm. "It's been almost an hour since the initial break in. Why has it taken so long?" "Sir, I'm not at liberty to discuss that, but I do apologize. I have no control over response times. I will dispatch a detective to investigate as well. Until then, please leave the scene undisturbed." "How long will that take? Can you give me an estimate?" "Probably a few hours, sir. There are very few detectives working night shift, so they'll likely hand this over to the dayshift investigators." "Hours? These guys busted in my sliding door and broke a large window in the parlor. It's making for quite a chilly cross breeze. And that's not even counting the blood stains and blood trails in my living room and entryway." Dave's voice had begun to rise. "Sorry, I'm trying to maintain a level tone here, but that's a bit difficult given what's happened and what you're telling me." The voice on the other end reached its most hollow state. "I'm sorry sir, I can't change those realities. Please understand that it will be three hours minimum before a detective would reach you. More likely it will be three hours before a detective is assigned to your case. Patrol won't take that long, but it won't be immediate." Dave took a deep, cleansing breath. It was only marginally useful, but it helped him keep his tone level. "And what is the longest likely time before a detective gets out here?" "Possibly six to eight hours sir." "That's; " Dave caught himself. And formed a plan immediately. "Fine. We'll be ready when the detective arrives." He hung up. Dave took a deep breath, staring intently at the far wall, fully aware of Jan quietly and patiently waiting off to his right. He rubbed his face, then snatched up his t-shirt and pulled it on. "Okay, let's meet with everyone else. I have a plan, and we can deal with this." Dave said as he stood. With a concerned look to Niki's slumbering form, he strapped the thigh holster in place and fastened the tac vest as he walked. The MP5 he slung over his neck and shoulder, then pulled around to his back. To be continued in part 9, Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts, for Literotica.

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Merry Christmas you filthy Brownload animals! We're over at my Mum and Dad's for this one and all of us are in full on party season! No prizes for guessing who's had enough of the festivities already! Kej's roast dinner doesn't sound appealing and Priyanka Chopra is giving her other half secret desi medicines! Enjoy your holidays folks!

In this engaging Part 4 caramel conversation, Cooper Lee & Kennedy Rizzo explore the nostalgic impact of beloved mascots from Disney, The Muppets, and Sesame Street, discussing how these characters have shaped fond childhood memories and branding. They delve into the evolution of food mascots along with the emotional connections they foster, while reflecting on the changes in branding and marketing in modern culture. Are any of these characters this week your favorite? Perhaps, Ernie's rubber duckie? See ya on the other side!What famous throwback mascot do you cherish baked into this Part 4 discussion?-Disney characters (Mickey & Minnie Mouse, Donald Duck, Goofy, Pluto) The Disney Princesses, Tinkerbell- The Muppets (Kermit the Frog, Fozzie Bear, Animal, Rolff the Dog, Gonzo) - Sesame Street (Cookie Monster, Oscar the Grouch, Big Bird, Grover, Bert & Ernie - Julio Pringles -Charley Tuna, Chicken of the Sea & Starbucks mermaids - If you like what we do in the way of caramelicious nostalgia, drop by and show us some support at Buy Me a Coffee dot com… (go to link below), we so appreciate you! Thanks a latte!!

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In their last Christmas episode of 2025, the guys tie up some loose ends.

•⁠ ⁠பெரியார் நினைவு தினம்! •⁠ ⁠எம்ஜிஆரின் நினைவு தினம்: எடப்பாடி பழனிசாமி மலர் தூவி மரியாதை செய்து, உறுதிமொழி!•⁠ ⁠OPS, TTV தினகரனை கூட்டணியில் சேர்க்க ஓகே சொன்ன இபிஎஸ்? - ஜெயக்குமார்•⁠ ⁠"பழனிசாமி என்ற பெயரை சொல்லவே வெட்கமாக இருக்கு" -ஓபிஎஸ்•⁠ ⁠”குரங்கின் கையில் அதிமுக இருக்கிறது; பூமாலையில் இருந்த ஓ.பி.எஸ்., டி.டி.வி., ஆகியோரை பிச்சிப் போட்டுவிட்டது" - வைத்திலிங்கம். •⁠ ⁠“ஒரு குடும்பமாக தமிழ்நாடு தேர்தலை எதிர்கொள்ள உள்ளோம்” -பியூஷ் கோயல் •⁠ ⁠உயிருள்ள வரை த.வெ.கவுடன் பயணிப்போம்! - தர்ணாவில் ஈடுபட்ட பெண் நிர்வாகி அஜிதா•⁠ ⁠''ஒன்றிய செயலாளர் டான்ஸ்-அ பாருங்க..” அஜிதாவின் ஆதரவாளர் காண்பித்த வீடியோ!•⁠ ⁠பாஜக: "விஜய் Spoiler-ஆ? பியூஷ் கோயலிடம் பேசியது என்ன?" - நயினார் நாகேந்திரன் தகவல் •⁠ ⁠100 நாள் வேலை-இனி இல்லை' - மாநிலம் முழுவதும் திமுக கூட்டணிக் கட்சிகள் ஆர்ப்பாட்டம் •⁠ ⁠சேலம் பொதுக்குழுவில் கூட்டணியை அறிவிப்பார் ராமதாஸ் - ஜி.கே.மணி •⁠ ⁠அரசுப் பேருந்துகளில் 'தமிழ்நாடு' பெயர் தவிர்க்கப்பட்டு அரசு போக்குவரத்துக் கழகம் என்று மட்டும் எழுதப்பட்டிருப்பது ஏன்? - சீமான்.•⁠ ⁠அரசு ஊழியர்கள் & ஆசியர்களுக்கு விரைவில் நற்செய்தி வரும்? - அன்பில் மகேஷ். •⁠ ⁠சேலம்: அரசு பள்ளிக்குள் நள்ளிரவில் மாந்திரீக பூஜை? அதிர்ச்சியில் ஆசிரியர்கள் - போலீஸார் விசாரணை•⁠ ⁠சீனா விசா முறைகேடு: கார்த்தி சிதம்பரத்துக்கு எதிராக குற்றச்சாட்டு பதிய உத்தரவு?•⁠ ⁠S.I.R. வரைவுப் பட்டியல் | 3 மாநிலங்கள்.. 1 யூனியன் பிரதேசம்.. 95 லட்சம் வாக்காளர்கள் நீக்கம்! •⁠ ⁠வெற்றிகரமாக விண்ணில் பாய்ந்தது இஸ்ரோவின் ராக்கெட்!•⁠ ⁠நோபல் பரிசு பெற்றால் அவர்களுக்கு ரூ.100 கோடி பரிசு - சந்திரபாபு நாயுடு•⁠ ⁠இது இந்து ராஷ்டிரம்.. கிறிஸ்துவ பொருட்களை விறக்கூடாது - மதவாத கும்பல் அட்டூழியம்!•⁠ ⁠ஆப்பிரிக்க தேசத்தவருக்கும் இந்தி..? - பாஜக கவுன்சிலர் மிரட்டல்? •⁠ ⁠இந்தியாவை அதிரச் செய்த 'உன்னாவ் பாலியல் வன்கொடுமை வழக்கு': குற்றவாளிக்கு ஜாமீன் வழங்கிய நீதிமன்றம்!•⁠ ⁠"நாங்கள்தான் தப்பியோடியவர்கள்; உங்கள் வயிறு எரியட்டும்" - லலித் மோடி வைரல் வீடியோவின் பின்னணி என்ன? •⁠ ⁠வங்கதேச தூதரகத்தை முற்றுகையிட முயற்சி... ஏன்? •⁠ ⁠இலங்கைக்கு 4032 கோடி தொகுத்து - இந்தியா அறிவிப்பு?•⁠ ⁠ராமேஸ்வரம் மீனவர்கள் 12 பேர் சிறைபிடிப்பு?

1 Peter 4:10The whole idea of Christmas revolves around the idea of a gift, appropriately enough. Giving and receiving gifts at Christmas is often a touching and sometimes surprising experience.

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⏱️ TIMESTAMPS00:00 - COMING UP02:00 - THE FIGHT FOR THE TV REMOTE05:00 - NANCY WHEELER THE SHOOTER09:00 - JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S COVER25:00 - NIGERIA ARE STILL FIGHTING FOR THE WORLD CUP27:00 - THE GREATEST REALITY TV38:00 - CELEBRITIES THAT HAVE YOU STARSTRUCK44:00 - POUR SOME LIQUOR OUT FOR ME50:00 - CAN YOU MAKE £100K TAX FREE STRETCH FOR A YEAR?01:00:00 - NIGERIAN PIRATES01:13:00 - MY WIFE KEEPS MESSING UP01:20:00 - WORK CHRISTMAS PARTY FOOD01:21:00 - BAUGETTE AND SHITTO 01:26:00 - THREESOMES, EATING NYASH, AND COCK PILLS01:44:00 - THE WATCH LIST OR CHICKEN FROM THE FRIDGE 02:02:00 - TRIVIA 02:25:00 - DAVES AND TEMS SOFT LAUNCHING02:31:00 - IF SHE DOESN'T FINISH HER FOODMEMBERS SECTION:RICE AND SUSHICRAZY CHRISTMASBOYFRIENDS AND CHRISTMAS DAY ANTICSNIGHT LIFEDILEMMASLAB DIAMONDSFRIENDS WITH A WOMANAKAASH'S WIFE SITUATIONPREGNANT SISTER PRANKPARENTING AND PROTECTING THE KIDSEVERYTHING SOUNDS GOOD

Dr. Don and Professor Ben talk about the risks of using an aquarium pump to circulate the water to aid in thawing a chicken in a cooler of water. Fedica text: Dr. Don - not risky

Kat’s feeling disturbed, Amy is questioning her dishwasher habits, and a listener email calls out something from last week’s episode. Plus, the holiday Would-You-Rather game gets surprisingly intense. Amy and Kat end with the wisdom of Marshawn Lynch: take care of your money, your chicken, your mentals…and why it might be the perfect mantra for December. Get some Feeling Things merch by clicking HERE! (FeelingThingsPodcast.com) Sign up for the Feeling Things newsletter HERE! Watch us on Youtube HERE! Call and leave a voicemail: 877-207-2077 Email: heythere@feelingthingspodcast.com HOSTS: Amy Brown // RadioAmy.com // @RadioAmy Kat Van Buren // threecordstherapy.com // @KatVanburenSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome back to Bropostles, where the boys talk about the role of men and women in society today and answer some dating questions including, how do I get to a date when I'm just chatting online and more!Get rid of your cravings for p0rn or these guys will work with you for free until you do: https://thefreedomgroup.cohttps://i.convinceyourfriends.com/maryFor more content: bropostles.comSunday and Wednesday! Our Wednesday episode is exclusive to our supporters at $10/month and up on Patreon, which you can access at patreon.com/bropostlesFollow us on Instagram: instagram.com/bropostles Join our Discord community: https://bit.ly/crunchdiscordSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/bropostles/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

The Ochelli Effect 12-19-2025 Friday with B Pete Open LinesMAGA Man Trump is running into a game of Chicken with the invisible Wall and Mexico can't pay for it. Orange Julius Caesar No Salad fiddles or a pathological Liar plays a Scatological lyre and the former republic actually burns in homage to Nero IRL.The Ghost of Travis Bickle will be the champion of the fictional ritual. Anybody seen ANTIFA Lately?---(The Anti-Haiku)OCEAN OFNO EMOTION IN SLOWER NOTION BY POETRY IN LOTION-(Free Verse Universe)Commander in Chief Bone SpursBy Anonymous And and and and  Jesus weptSave our selves and shelvesLeft Hand Path communism Neo-Fascism and Kleptocracy By THE Power vested in TRUMP BIBLE Book 3 : The Anti-Christ UFC Babylon Eransgender whore hermaphrodite Franchises TRUMP Tower and A MacDonalds Soulless Mail Order flesh props Walking talking human shaped illusionsomehow Evangelical accepted import wife, and other toy propsChain migration BarbieI don't care, Do You?Reality T.V. ex-porn Einstein Visa Coming to a theater of the absurdStreaming minus Russian pee tapes Near YouMaster Gold Card reliable slave labor AMERICA-Esque Face liftedBaited and switched New and Improved again againGood Old New World Disorder whenPoisoning Prisons For Profit Planet.GODS CHOICE Russian AGENT ORANGE New World Order of Techno Crazy Bromance Sky dance MerKa Streaming beaming LIVE Via Satellite Island Epstein and Lolita FlightsFailing upwardBecause Daddy was a slum LORD-(If YOU CAN BELIEVE IT)50 years ago They Played White Christmas over armed forces radio as Saigon fellSelling and Spreading DemocracyHearts and Minds Eyes BlindKleptocracy For ALLSleepy Don KeepsWINNING!!-(PRAY SLAVES)Pledge Allegiance to the Fraud of MAGA Mania And for The Merch Made In CHINAFailed Fallen State For Nothing Legitimate we StandA Broken Nation Undermorally  Bankrupt GodsDivided amongst The RichWithout Liberty and With Justice Denied for All ---FOR THE BLIND SUBTEXT in TECH NO COLORS America's Founding Fathers Had No Faith in Democracyhttps://lithub.com/americas-founding-fathers-had-no-faith-in-democracy/?utm_source=firefox-newtab-en-usFROM THE BBC GUMpon shon vs pension AI can't say it in American English---BE THE EFFECTEmergency help for Ochelli and The NetworkMrs.OLUNA ROSA CANDLEShttp://www.paypal.me/Kimberlysonn1---Listen/Chat on the Sitehttps://ochelli.com/listen-live/TuneInhttp://tun.in/sfxkxAPPLEhttps://music.apple.com/us/station/ochelli-com/ra.1461174708BE THE EFFECTListen/Chat on the Sitehttps://ochelli.com/listen-live/TuneInhttp://tun.in/sfxkxAPPLEhttps://music.apple.com/us/station/ochelli-com/ra.1461174708Ochelli Link Treehttps://linktr.ee/chuckochelliAnything is a blessing if you have the meansWithout YOUR support we go silent

In this final Nicaragua episode, Laura travels to Granada the way so many locals do—by chicken bus. These colorful, chaotic former U.S. school buses are an experience in themselves, and the journey from Ometepe to Granada is filled with market noise, snack vendors, seat strategy, and a healthy dose of travel nostalgia.Once in Granada, Laura wanders the relaxed colonial streets of one of the oldest cities in the Americas, founded in 1524 and shaped by its proximity to Lake Nicaragua. Along the way, we dive into the city's layered history—from Spanish colonization to ambitious canal plans that never fully materialized, including the long-debated alternative to the Panama Canal. This episode blends solo travel moments with big-picture history, all set against the backdrop of one of Nicaragua's most beautiful cities.Musical Credits:Momentos by MusicBox and Hello Love by Jasmine J Walker provided by: Slipstream Music Support the showWant to support the podcast? Go to Laura's Patreon site to see photos from the episode, maps of places she talks about and you can become a patron too!Follow the show on instagram or facebook. Buy any of these products that I fully stand behind- and I'll earn a commission. Buy cute sustainable bags at: https://torrain.org/ Use Promo code: TRAVELALONG to get 15% off. Buy matcha at: https://mantramatcha.com/ Use Promo code: TRAVELALONG to get 15% off. Buy sustainably produced coffee: https://www.afueracoffee.com/ Enter promo code: TRAVELALONG for 15% off. Flowers by Cedric Galke x Fachhochschule Dortmund is licensed under a Attribution 4.0 International License.

https://www.patreon.com/windahTranskrip: https://www.patreon.com/posts/196-makanan-di-146266066?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_linkTerjemahan: https://www.patreon.com/posts/eng-196-makanan-146266083?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_linkDi episode ini, kita membahas bubur ayam, rasanya, isinya, bahkan sampai cara makannya: tim bubur diaduk atau tanpa diaduk. Selamat mendengarkan!Gambar: Jakarta, 2025Terima kasih banyak atas dukungannya untuk:SAHABAT WINDAHAkiramJayNyong Jago Bob GenericJohn nyMartin JankovskýWilliam ChenDawid GerstelDnsSebastianAlexander ScholtesJrobabuja11 RoboNicholai LidowAliteJack William HusbandsAndre ChampouxDemiAlastair JudsonKatherine WalkerLino ArboledaLeon KwekCameron Edinger-ReeveSam BayleyLivvieIsmail OtchiChrisRussell BarlowMary Pope帥志 Shuai Chih LinBjornrappangeHossein KhoshtaghazaParis LuckowskiMatthew O'ConnorRussell OgdenYaszalixBart van de KampWC KonArthur NazaryanDaniel KaposiEmily HuangBenjamin SayHa Nguyen Jena StringerFrédéric UhrweillerQuran and sunnahEdward HearnJennifer FoleyJP태용 심Cameron ClarkOxana SaimoAudrey DeliviaJoeJohn RichardsonFredoMarkRickAnnibaleLucaTEMAN WINDAHJohn McBride  Kristofer Nivens  P. Clayton D. Causey, CT  Vanessa HackJohn ShumLuis PaezCraig RedriffMariusCharlotteJonny 5Jose LorenzoJeremyLulunMadeleine MillerAngelo CaonRossi von der BorchSicily FiennesMeredith R NormanTom Simamora ThatcherTim DoolingDevin NailAlissa Sjuryadi-TrowbridgeBillEric EmerTarquam James McKennaAmanda BlossStephen MBen HarrisonNaota YanagiharaHans WagnerJustin WilsonJayZane RubaiiBenjaminDerynAlexH HMatt WintersAlec MitchellVinceBertiAtsuko MaenoMosaStephen GrahamHannah RowntreeColleen Thornton-WardAilise Sweeney-LoweJimmyYng KenjicnxuFlorian HopfKurt VerschuerenJoakimRyosuke SudaBerberJeroen VellekoopJan NedermeijerMatthewTakeshi YamafujiNatePatrickMiquelFeeJingle YanMathias朗 桑田Ben PlayfordLauraKenji YanaguRicky ZhangVacanza TropicaleBill Dalton惠羽 蔡Sophie Hoestereyこ ぱるDouglas HerrickTim SomervilleMaxence AKFSF BEddoMarc EberJin Kimivy babyJessica BruntonDevlin KuyekDawn TanNeoKimchiSpiritPaulie MoraPaula Bradley蕾戴Jordan O.Roman PicardJarryd RMartin AwalYohiRicardo CorsaJosh LovellEnrico WelderYoichiroKatoRoanna MTacoButter한윤희동원 이Gabriel AdlerMojaNabi Kunisada詠訢 張TDaniel TanPENDENGAR SETIAColumba TierneyLuciano HespanholHH JorgensenAmina AljehaniJannedCamillelishan fengluanAninda P.A.F拓也 高山匠海 杉本 Nathalie GoudIga KomarJonathan Bailey

This week’s Tax Factor is a festive special, with Ele Theochari and Neil Insull bringing seasonal cheer and tax insight to the podcast. They first look at the Morrisons VAT case involving chickens, unwrapping what the decision means for retailers and why food VAT remains a tricky item on HMRC’s Christmas menu. Next, Ele and Neil turn to advanced clearance schemes, explaining how they work, when they can be used, and why certainty from HMRC can be one of the most valuable gifts for businesses looking to plan ahead. They also run through the top three tax stories making the news this week, adding festive flair and thoughtful commentary. The last episode for 2025 is filled with insights and seasonal puns.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Thank you for listening to this episode of Bawk Tawk, Welcome to Chickenlandia's 100% Friendly Backyard Chickens Show! In this episode, we chat about the best way to feed chickens in the wintertime. Hope you love it!

In this live episode of Life at Liberty during the 2025 Liberty Festival, Dan Steers and Tik Maynard gets into conversations that somehow manages to be equal parts actual horsemanship and absolute chaos (in the best way). Between dad jokes, Aussie/Canadian banter, and a legendary story about Dan James, they dig into what it really looks like to invest in your own learning, whether that's training chickens to understand reinforcement, preparing for Road to the Horse, or simply figuring out how to be a better student without letting ego run the show. It's funny, honest, and unexpectedly practical. Highlights: The live Liberty Festival vibe: banter, audience energy, and “we might not be the best, but we're the funnest” Tik's path through Pony Club, mounted games, and how it shaped his horsemanship foundation What Tik learned preparing for (and winning) Road to the Horse - twice The “Chicken Training Camp” story… and why it actually matters for training horses A real discussion on investing in yourself, avoiding burnout, and staying inspired What makes a good student—and how to choose clinics that actually help you grow Key Moments: 00:00:36 The unicorn joke opener and immediate chaos00:04:32 Dan James running late + the Pony Club origin story00:12:44 Tik's background: Pony Club, mounted games, and early competition00:17:56 Road to the Horse: what actually changed for Tik00:18:55 Chicken Training Camp + rate of reinforcement explained00:28:34 The real cost of investing in yourself (time, money, family)00:32:11 Confidence, criticism, and following the “inner flame”00:40:10 What's next for Tik: family, Greece, eventing goals, and writing00:44:50 Why great horsemen still take lessons + collaboration culture shift00:47:05 What makes a good student (homework, trust, and setting yourself up well)00:55:43 “Dotcom” story: the original catfish incident and how it shaped Dan James' path01:04:38 Wrap-up + Liberty Festival gratitude Summaries: 00:00:36 The unicorn joke opener and immediate chaosTik Maynard opens with a joke and the tone is set instantly: this episode is going to be fun, unfiltered, and very live. The banter establishes the dynamic between Dan and Tik right away. 00:04:32 Dan James running late + the Pony Club origin storyDan Steers roasts Dan James for being late (as tradition demands), then launches into stories about Dan's early horse days and how “Dan James time” became a very real thing. 00:12:44 Tik's background: Pony Club, mounted games, and early competitionTik shares his upbringing in Vancouver's horse scene, where arena work was the norm. He explains how Pony Club and mounted games shaped his foundations, focus, and sense of purpose with horses. 00:17:56 Road to the Horse: what actually changed for TikTik breaks down what winning Road to the Horse did and didn't change. Biggest impact: how much he learned during preparation and the increase in clinic requests, more than a total business shift. 00:18:55 Chicken Training Camp + rate of reinforcement explainedYes, it's real. Tik explains how training chickens taught him learning theory fundamentals, especially rate of reinforcement, and how that translates directly into pressure/release timing with horses. 00:28:34 The real cost of investing in yourself (time, money, family)They get serious about what it takes to commit to big goals when you've got a family, bills, and a business. Tik shares the conversation with his wife and why long-term growth still mattered. 00:32:11 Confidence, criticism, and following the “inner flame”Tik talks about competition pressure, mistakes in front of an audience, and choosing to keep going anyway. Key message: protect that internal drive and don't let social media critics steer your path. 00:40:10 What's next for Tik: family, Greece, eventing goals, and writingTik lays out what he's working toward, time with his kids, a long-awaited vacation, building an event horse, using Tomcat as a “learning horse,” and writing his next book (including more liberty). 00:44:50 Why great horsemen still take lessons + collaboration culture shiftThey talk about how modern horsemanship has become more collaborative and why the best trainers keep learning. Tik shares his weekly lesson routine and how being coached keeps him sharp and inspired. 00:47:05 What makes a good student (homework, trust, and setting yourself up well)Tik gives a practical blueprint: do your homework before you sign up, commit fully once you're there, and choose clinicians based on what you/your horse need right now, not ego or hype. 00:55:43 “Dotcom” story: the original catfish incidentDan Steers tells the legendary story behind Dan James' nickname “Dotcom”, an early-internet catfish situation that somehow leads to Dan learning from top horse people in Texas. Wild, funny, and oddly meaningful. 01:04:38 Wrap-up + Liberty Festival gratitudeThey close by circling back to the Liberty Festival community, why humor belongs in education, and how the weekend re-inspired Tik. Dan Steers signs off in classic Double Dan style: fun first, ego last.

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Australian Clare MacNish lived in Victorias City, Negros Occidental, working as an Australian Volunteer. For Clare, spending Christmas in the Philippines is one of her most memorable experiences during her year-long stay. - Nanirahan sa Victorias City sa Negros Occidental ng isang taon ang Australian Volunteer na si Clare MacNish. Ibinahagi niya ang gma di malillimutang karanasan partikular sa pagdiriwang ng Pasko.

Ep 240 | This week on Discover Ag, Natalie and Tara dig into homemade sugar, surprise Western collabs, celebrity cowboy boot shopping, and what's really in your heavy cream. A viral reel reveals the complex 12-step process of making sugar from sugarcane—and the shocking truth that natural sugar is brown, not white. The hosts debate why we bleach sugar, flour, and rice, then explore an unexpected collaboration between Airstream, Stetson, and Taylor Sheridan's Four Sixes Ranch for a limited-edition Western trailer. While Natalie sees brilliant marketing, Tara argues it's impractical influencer bait for Coachella, not serious campers. The surprises continue with J-Lo spotted shopping for boots at Cowboy Christmas during NFR, leaving the hosts with endless questions and zero answers. They discuss the USDA's new pasture-raised labeling standards for chicken and dive into heavy cream drama—exposing how many brands now contain gums as cost-saving additives. The episode wraps with a kitchen science experiment on making homemade butter, plus announcements about their holiday break and upcoming Florida sugarcane farm content. What We Discovered This Week

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I tried a Chicken Adobo recipe and I liked it, but I would rather make your recipe! Welcome to the 12 Days of Podcasting for this year. Nutty & Tek test kitchen recipes from Listeners and Loved ones, getting a … Continue reading → The post Chicken Adobo – 12 Days of Podcasting appeared first on NIMLAS Studios.

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In episode 115 of the PantyNectar Podcast, we kick things off with an anon listener question: "Dear PN, What do I do if my new boyfriend wants to spend all his time with me?" We dive deep with real talk and advice.  Then, buckle up for a wild recap of my recent adventure - attending a brutal 100 mile ultra run in Damascus, Virginia, followed by some much needed recovery and fun down in sunny Florida. We wrap it up with some random but hilarious tangents on chickens (yes, the birds), the magic of fresh eggs, backyard chicken life, and why helping other creators level up is the ultimate good karma move.  Raw, unfiltered, and all over the place - just how you like it!  Drop your own clingy partner stories or chicken questions in the comments - let's keep the conversation going!

Buckle up for a wild ride as we dive into stories of a near-fatal car crash, a seance with Jim Morrison, and 'The Toronto Chicken Incident' with the original roadie for the Alice Cooper Group, Mike Allen!Purchase a copy of Living and Touring with Alice Cooper and Other Stories15% OFF Any Purchase At Old Glory For Booked On Rock Listeners! — Over 300,000 officially licensed items. Featuring legendary music artists like Bob Marley, The Beatles,Grateful Dead, and more. Use the code "BOOKEDONROCK" or hit this link:https://oldglory.com/discount/BOOKEDONROCK----------Booked On Rock is part of The Boneless Podcasting Network BookedOnRock.com The Booked On Rock Store The Booked On Rock YouTube Channel Follow The Booked On Rock with Eric Senich:BLUESKYFACEBOOKINSTAGRAMTIKTOKX Find Your Nearest Independent Bookstore Contact The Booked On Rock Podcast: thebookedonrockpodcast@gmail.com The Booked On Rock Music: “Whoosh” by Crowander / “Last Train North” & “No Mercy” by TrackTribe

Chicken, Coffee, Espresso, pickles, and people don't like Schaef.

This is a go to classic comfort food that can be made on the cheap and easily any day of the week. Welcome to the 12 Days of Podcasting for this year. Nutty & Tek test kitchen recipes from Listeners … Continue reading → The post Chicken Curry Casserole – 12 Days of Podcasting appeared first on NIMLAS Studios.

I'm CT…  When I'm not busy being Arroe the podcaster, I live in the real world.  Everybody has to have a job.  Mine is C.S.  Customer Service.  Solutions, relationships while keeping my team motivated to keep a constant connection with each guest who's chosen to stop their day to visit our location.  Episode 204 Back to school grocery shopping, the con artist wins again and gluten free chicken.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/arroe-collins-unplugged-totally-uncut--994165/support.

What to listen for:Our hosts, Robin Greubel and Stacy Barnett, welcome veteran USAR handler Bob Deeds, whose journey from compulsion-based training to positive reinforcement transformed both his career and the field itself!His career trajectory spans volunteer search and rescue in the early nineties through Texas Task Force One, where he deployed to the World Trade Center with his partner, Kenzie.The devastating loss of Kenzie in a 2007 training accident nearly ended his career until his friend Sonja Heritage called at 2 AM with a powerful message: quitting meant Kenzie died for nothing.Bob credits Bob Bailey's chicken workshops as the single most transformative experience for his training mechanics. The fast-paced chickens force observational skills development whether trainers want it or not. Those mechanical skills translated directly to his dogs: when his Malinois Remy would nip holes in Bob's shirt from frustration over poor timing, Karen would smile knowingly.The dog was using positive punishment to remind Bob to pay attention to delivery, timing, and curriculum!Now teaching directionals to pet dog owners and planning chicken workshops with Robin in Iowa, Bob teaches that directional control isn't about perfect patterns, but recovery.As handler Shirley Hammond told him after his first FSA certification, disasters aren't perfect, and recovery from mistakes matters most!Key Topics:Transition from Compulsion to Positive Reinforcement Training (01:33)Loss of Partner Kenzie and Nearly Quitting (04:13)Bob Bailey's Chicken Workshops and Mechanical Skills (11:50)Chickens vs. Dogs: Speed, Visual Cues, and Pecking Behavior (17:03)Directional Training Philosophy and Real-World Applications (26:43)Arousal State Management and Food Drive Testing (40:58)Recovery Over Perfection in Disaster Work (46:16)World Trade Center Emergency Stop Example (50:51)Takeaways (53:53) Resources:Chicken Workshops:3/16/26 Option3/23/26 OptionDeeds Canine ConnectionShirley Hammond's Book: Training the Disaster Search DogFenzi Dog Sports AcademyWe want to hear from you:Check out the K9 Detection Collaborative FB page and comment on the episode post!K9Sensus Detection Dog Trainer AcademyK9Sensus Foundation can be found on Facebook and Instagram. We have a Trainer's Group on Facebook!Scentsabilities Nosework is also on Facebook. Here is a Facebook group you should join!You can follow us for notifications of upcoming episodes, find us at k9detectioncollaborative.com to enjoy the freebies, and tell your friends so you can keep the conversations going.And don't forget to check out the YouTube Channel!

Send us a textWhat happens when two brothers decide to stop overthinking it and build a design studio around the kind of work they actually want to make?In this episode, we're joined by Jordan and Jeremy Coon of Brethren Design Co., a two-person studio built on trust, contrast, and a shared love of making things that are fun, expressive, and a little chaotic (in the best way). We discuss what it's really like to work with family, how they naturally fell into different roles, and why embracing each other's strengths has been key to their success.We also dig into how they educate clients, move past the “I just need a logo” mindset, and create space for projects that don't neatly fit into one box, from branding and packaging to fonts, board games, and beyond. Along the way, they share honest insight from quitting their day jobs, navigating LinkedIn as designers, and why doing work you genuinely enjoy tends to attract the right opportunities. All that and more when you listen to this episode:What it's like building a studio with your sibling How different creative strengths naturally turn into clear business rolesThe chaos vs. structure dynamic and why both are necessaryWhen and how they decided to quit their full-time jobsWhy educating clients is a designer's responsibility How showing process helps clients understand valueWhy they don't niche themselves into a single categoryHow fun, personality-driven work attracts the right clients Why they removed pressure from fonts by not tying them to revenue goalsCold outreach, long-game visibility, and unexpected referralsDesigning a full board game and how that opportunity came togetherLetting curiosity lead to new creative directions Connect with Brethren Design Co.Website: https://www.brethrendesignco.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/brethrendesignco/ Mentioned in this episode:Chicken and the WolfSliced Beer Four Fathers (Website Design) Joe MooreVision Board KitSolid RootsMind the GapNetflix Project Connect with Katie & Ilana from Goodtype Goodtype Website Goodtype on Instagram Goodtype on Youtube Love The Typecast and free stuff? Leave a review, and send a screenshot of it to us on Slack. Each month we pick a random reviewer to win a Goodtype Goodie! Goodies include merch, courses and Kernference tickets! Leave us a review on Apple PodcastsSubscribe to the showTag us on Instagram @GoodtypeFollow us on Tiktok @lovegoodtypeLearn from Katie and IlanaGrab your tea, coffee, or drink of choice, kick back, and let's get down to business!

Flopcast episode 710! It’s the stupid holidays, so ’tis the season for a Top 4 1/2 List of our favorite holiday dogs! Of course our list includes dogs from Christmas cartoons (compliments of Charlie Brown, the Grinch, the Simpsons, and more), as well as Christmas books and even a goofy Christmas song. If we missed […] The post Flopcast 710: Bless the Pugs and Chickens appeared first on The ESO Network.

TWS News 1: Negative Music – 00:26 Most Memorable Gift – 4:04 Monday School: Songs of a Savior – 8:09 TWS News 2: Why DoorDash – 11:53 Most Prayed For of the Year – 14:50 TWS News 3: Donation in Your Name – 20:53 Chicken or Egg Game – 25:03 Prayer Wall – 31:35 Rock Report: Christmas Exercise Playlist – 34:41 Things You Want Santa Can’t Bring – 37:00 You can join our Wally Show Poddies Facebook group at www.facebook.com/groups/WallyShowPoddies This podcast is crowd funded - that means that you help make it possible. If you like it and want to support it, give here.

Jeff and Christian welcome Joseph Moran from The Trophy Room podcast back to the show this week, to break down all of the huge reveals from this year's Game Awards, including two new Star Wars games, two new Tomb Raider games, a new Control, a new Divinity, and so much more! The Playlist: Joseph: Arc Raiders Christian: Terminator 2D: No Fate Jeff: Death Howl Tabletop Time: Jeff: The Gang, Jibber Jabble, This Game is Killer Parting Gifts!

Schick and Nick dissect Kent's latest call.  Schick had eye surgery.  Chicken sandwich !  Pavelkatron.  Volleyball team loses.  Andrew Marshall channels his inner Caller Chris.  Tom Brady channels his inner Nick Bahe.  Bo Nix is a standup comic.  Crazy ending to the Florida state championship.  Kohll's Polls.  Curse of Trev. Connect with us! SchickandNick.com Facebook, Twitter, or email  We would hate it if you missed an episode! So PLEASE subscribe, rate the pod, and throw us a review. It helps us out so much! We'd likey that.  This is another Hurrdat Media Production. Hurrdat Media is a podcast network and digital media production company based in Omaha, NE. Find more podcasts on the Hurrdat Media Network by going to HurrdatMedia.com or Hurrdat Media YouTube channel! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Are you like me?!?! APDC Holiday Episode: Wheelie All the Way!!! Alpha Magnus returns!! Chicken check-in!! Toys R Ross?! Toe Bee Toys??! There's a whole lotta shakin' goin' on!!! It's no fault of his!! Megatron sends Rampage to kill everyone!! Rattrap's a 15yr old edgelord!!! The things comin' outta these pods keeps gettin' weirder and weirder!!! Disembodied Megatron head!! An ugly name for an ugly creature!! In the Real World! Iconic Moment!! Script Deviations!! You never go full Transmutate!!!4:30 - RYAN'S ELECTRICAL NIGHTMARE9:30 - HOLIDAY PLANS14:00 - CHICKEN CHECK-IN15:40 - SHOUT OUTS18:00 - COCKTAIL21:30 - TOE BEE TOYS28:00 - REVIEW1:25:00 - TOYS1:30:30 - JAZZ CHECKS IN1:35:00 - REAL WORLD1:58:00 - SCRIPT DEVIATIONS2:03:00 - SHOCKWAVE…I MEAN TIMMY2:07:00 - RATE THE SCHEME2:15:00 - BIG DOLL2:18:00 - PLUGS

Pajamas. Emergency gin. Doritos as a serving utensil.This week, Dave and Reese kick things off with holiday party chaos before diving into a round of absurd hypotheticals. Sasquatch vs. Loch Ness. A mysterious clay that changes everything. And a banquet no one asked for.Somewhere in the middle, someone realizes there's f*cking chicken in this.You had to be there. Or you can just listen.

It's the stupid holidays, so 'tis the season for a Top 4 1/2 List of our favorite holiday dogs! Of course our list includes dogs from Christmas cartoons (compliments of Charlie Brown, the Grinch, the Simpsons, and more), as well as Christmas books and even a goofy Christmas song. If we missed your favorite holiday dog, let us know! Or just keep it to yourself! That works too. Also: An evening with the stars of Stand By Me (they brought along plenty of cherry flavored Pez), and a holiday show with a Carpenters tribute band in Woonsocket, Rhode Island! It's all just so festive that we can't stand it. The Flopcast website! The ESO Network! The Flopcast on Facebook! The Flopcast on Instagram! The Flopcast on Bluesky! The Flopcast on Mastadon! Please rate and review The Flopcast on Apple Podcasts! Email: info@flopcast.net Our music is by The Sponge Awareness Foundation! This week's promo: Have Coffee, Will Travel!  

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Over the Christmas season, it is estimated that some 3.6 million families in Japan will tuck into KFC over Christmas (other fried chicken is available), which inspired the Unexpected Elements team to chew over all things chicken! First up, we discover that chicken may never have become domesticated if it wasn't for rice farming. We also ponder whether the chicken or the egg came first (are you Team Chicken or Team Egg)? Next, we find out that humans are surprisingly smart at translating chicken chatter. We're then joined down the line by Dr Jingmai O'Connor, associate curator of fossil reptiles at the Field Museum of Natural History, who reveals more about the links between dinosaurs and birds. Plus, how Brazil became a poultry superpower, and what happens to chickens in tornadoes.All that, plus many more Unexpected Elements. Presenter: Marnie Chesterton, with Camilla Mota and Godfred Boafo Producers: Alice Lipscombe-Southwell, with Sophie Ormiston, Ella Hubber and Robbie Wojciechowski

Smoke Salt Everyday. Drive by chickening. I Don't Like Chickens That Are ZOMBEEEEEEES! I don't BEEPING like BEEPING Beach BEEPING Balls. Big Milky Film... Plate tester. One Plastic Button Too Tight. Little Nib Nibbler. Busted for Being Dipshits. Brian's Budgie Smugglers. Welcome Home Larry. The Stink Of Dairy. Doctor Smeary Who. Crappy Copies of Everything. Fat Squirrel Fall with Bill and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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