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You can now text us anonymously to leave feedback, suggest future content or simply hurl abuse at us. We'll read out any texts we receive on the show. Click here to try it out!How do you film the unfilmable? That's the challenge at the heart of Michael Winterbottom's Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story, a delightfully meta take on Laurence Sterne's famously chaotic 18th-century novel The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman.In this week's episode, the Dads dive into a film that blurs every boundary — between adaptation and behind-the-scenes drama, between actor and character, and between self-awareness and outright parody. Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon play heightened versions of themselves, bickering over screen time, wardrobe choices, and (of course) who does the better impressions. Meanwhile, the “film within a film” takes us through absurd historical reenactments, disastrous prop work, and even a giant model womb.We talk about:Why Sterne's novel was considered “unfilmable” and how the movie leans into that chaos.The deliciously petty dynamic between Coogan and Brydon, and how it later set the stage for The Trip.Cameos from British comedy royalty — Stephen Fry, Dylan Moran, Mark Williams, David Walliams, and more.How the movie juggles philosophical musings, slapstick humour, and industry satire — sometimes all in the same scene.Whether the film is more fun to watch or to talk about.It's part literary experiment, part farce, and part therapy session for Steve Coogan's fragile ego. And while Tristram Shandy might not be everyone's cup of tea, there's plenty to chew on — from postmodern storytelling to the sheer joy of watching talented comedians spark off each other.If you've ever enjoyed The Trip, love films about filmmaking, or just want to hear us wrestle with a movie that refuses to play by the rules, this is an episode you won't want to miss.

Driven by technological advancements and a growing emphasis on sexual wellness, the sextech market has exploded on a global scale in recent years. The wearables category has arguably seen the most interesting and compelling growth with products that do things like help alleviate pain during penetration, others use AI to map changes in the pelvic floor, and innovations like FirmTech's award-winning Tech Ring—the first smart intimacy wearable of its kind—enhances pleasure while improving cardiac health.Join Dr. Justin Elliot and I a we talk about erections!Introduction and Erection Ring Demonstration (00:00:02) Dr. Justin demonstrates how an erection ring helps men maintain erections longer by holding blood in the penis.Podcast Introduction and Guest Welcome (00:00:44) Jen introduces the podcast, its topics, and welcomes Dr. Elliot Justin as the guest.Defining Erections and Erectile Dysfunction (00:01:21) Discussion on the definition of erections, erectile dysfunction, and the problematic broadness of the term.Causes of Erectile Dysfunction (00:02:06) Explains the difference between men who can't attain erections (blood flow issues) and those who can't sustain them.Nocturnal Erections as a Health Indicator (00:03:54) Nocturnal erections are discussed as a vital sign for cardiovascular and sexual health.Tracking Nocturnal Erections with Technology (00:04:57) Introduction of Firm Tech's sensor-embedded erection ring for monitoring nocturnal erections.How the Erection Ring Works (00:05:48) Explains the dual function of the ring: tracking vital signs and sustaining erections.Importance of Nighttime Monitoring (00:06:22) Why nocturnal erections are a better health indicator than daytime erections.Predictive Value of Nocturnal Erections (00:06:44) Decrease in nocturnal erections predicts higher risk of heart attack; importance of early detection.Preventive Sexual Health and Standard of Care (00:08:33) Advocates for routine monitoring of erectile health as preventive care for men over 45.Follow Dr. Elliot Justin:https://www.instagram.com/myfirmtech/Follow The Open Bedroom Podcast:https://www.instagram.com/theopenbedroompodcast/

Play well with others! Have you truly explored all the ways that body parts can fit together? The girls are getting the skinny on skin contact in today's episode! The girls cover all things silly and sensual, from tender touch to circumcision to the simple joy in a little sparring with swords. Don't be circumspect, and listen!Be sure to rate Girls on Porn 5-Stars on Apple Podcast and Spotify! And leave your favorite search term OR your porn star name in the review for a chance to have it read on-air. British Lads Docking Hung UNCUT cocks (TwoTwinkHusbands via XHamster)Follow Us on Social Media:Show: @girlsonprnLaura: @ramadeiRachel: @_rrratchelShow Credits:Producer: Amanda CMixed and Edited by Grace HarperIntern: Matt WoodwardTheme by Eli JanneyAdvertise on Girls On Porn via Gumball.fmSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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What's holding investors back from building real wealth? Talking Real Money, hosts Don McDonald and Tom Cock take aim at the 10 most damaging myths, lies, and mistakes that cost investors big—often millions.You'll learn:Why "having a guy" isn't a strategy—it's a setupWhy predicting the market is like calling a psychicHow starting too late can cost you over half a millionThe hard truth about individual stocks, expensive advisors, and false promises of risk-free wealthWhy diversification, low costs, and understanding your real risk profile actually workDon McDonald, a 34-year financial talk radio veteran, and Tom Cock, the former host of Serious Money on PBS, join forces to cut through financial jargon and expose what really works. In every episode, they solve real money problems, share smart long-term strategies, and bring clarity to the complex financial issues that affect all of us.Talking Real Money is designed to give you the real help you need for a really great financial future—and yes, it's actually fun to listen to.Bonus shoutout: Don McDonald also generously donated his time to narrate the audiobook version of Paul Merriman's bestselling book, “We're Talking Millions!” His voice brings the content to life with clarity, energy, and heart. He's not only a brilliant communicator—he's also a phenomenal reader. Listen to the audiobook here.

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Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 2 The Start of Something New Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. Grierson finally sat forward, meeting me energy-to-energy as he kept my gaze locked in. "And yet, here we are, Mr. Black. We can either come up with a deal, or I swear to Christ and all the Saints that the government will seize this land for eminent domain under the emergency provisions of the pandemic and you won't be able to do a fucking thing about it." "Sell, or die," I said. "So you can build a 'resettlement camp?' Jesus Christ, yourself. If you know so much about my family history, you know building a fucking 'camp' of any sort on this land would be the absolute last thing I would bend over for." "I didn't say 'camp.'" Grierson said. "No matter what your Native, and Japanese, forebears had to go through, listen to me; this is the farthest thing from that." I was 1/32nd native from my father's side and 1/16th Japanese from my mother's side. Again, not the hardest thing to dig up, but while I had the black hair of both those ancestries, I mostly just looked like a tall white guy with a pretty generic last name. No one ever assumed I was anything else in passing. "What does that even mean?" Erica asked. "It means we aren't building concentration camps," Grierson said, glancing over at her. "We aren't building a reservation, or an internment camp, or any of the other shitty things our and other governments have done to people." He looked back at me again. "We're going to develop this land into a neighborhood. The God damned fanciest kind of gated community you can think of. Big houses, big properties, for people who do or did important work to settle in safety and stability as we try to survive this shit show virus." "None of this answers why," I said. "Why should I agree to this? Why shouldn't I make it so fucking annoying that you go find a different patch of land and leave me alone?" Grierson frowned, though I had the feeling he'd been planning this from the start. He wanted me to work to peel back the layers of information, to earn the answers because that would make me believe them more. It would tick off boxes in my psychology and experience. The fucking problem was even though I knew he was doing it, it was also working. "Because you'd be saving lives," Grierson answered. "Our pilot development down in California is called New Eden; the place is only two-thirds built to starting specs, and we're already out of room on the next five phases of development once it's opened. Now it's my job to set up the next locations and get them rolling because our current projections are that within the next six months, the death toll is only going to skyrocket. We can't even get a grasp on what the numbers might reasonably be because the range is so fucking staggering. Millions is the easy number, Mr. Black." It was my turn to say it. "Fuck." "Now, you're not going to hear that on the TV," Walters said. "You won't hear it from the CDC, or the other health agencies. The only reason we are cleared to tell you this is because folks in our circles have developed the preference to work with reasonable people when they are useful. And also, who would fucking believe you?" "Here's our offer," Grierson said, pulling out a slip of folded paper from inside his suit jacket and putting it on the coffee table. "That's the hard cash number we've designated for this deal. No taxes. Straight transfer from us to you. There will also be other perks, including homes inside the settlement for you and Mr. Lacoste. Things are about to get really weird in the world. Have you heard anything about the Tier system?" "Nothing," I said, but Leo spoke up. "I saw some rumors. It's supposed to be some kind of a terrifying triage, right?" he asked. "Who's the most worthy kind of shit. People started protesting, but I thought it got debunked." Grierson nodded. "Oh, we stopped the protests, but it's all too real. I won't hide it; I find the entire thing absolutely un-American. It's the kind of shit the Chinese government operates, but it is what it is." Walters drained the last of his coffee and set the mug onto the coaster on the coffee table politely. "Suffice it to say, it's a sort of social karma system. The more important you are to society, the more protections and comforts you're afforded as we roll out our limited resources on quarantine defenses. There's 5 tiers, one being the lowest and five the highest. Most of society will land in the 1's and 2's, including all three of you. This development we'll be building is mostly going to house 3's and 4's. As part of the deal, we'll place Leo at tier 3 for resettlement purposes, and you Harrison would be placed at tier 4 despite your lack of qualification in the matter." This entire conversation felt like I was running downhill trying to keep up with an avalanche. "That sounds an awful lot like a really great way to set up for corruption," I said. "A fucking caste society? Really?" "It's already done," Grierson said. "Believe me, there were a lot of in-the-know people against the idea. But it's the only idea that works in this situation. We've gamed it out to the Nth degree. Leo, your description is pretty much the best that we were able to make internally. We're triaging society to make sure it stays together and can weather this hurricane." "What would we tier at without this?" Leo asked. "Leo Lacoste," Grierson said, talking as if he were reading directly off of a portfolio even though he rattled it off without referencing anything. "Positives: Early thirties age bracket, relatively fit and healthy. Low-to-Mid career path; carpentry skills of moderate qualification. No criminal record. Negatives: No community investment. Likely rating: Tier 1." "Harrison Black," he continued. "Positives: Early thirties age bracket, relatively fit and healthy. Former military service including Military Police service, honorable discharge at the rank of MP Investigations Special Agent, no known psychological impacts. No criminal record. Negatives: No community investment, null-rank career; freelance artist. Likely rating: Tier 1." "To be fair, there is a big question mark on your file that we couldn't fill," Walters said. "Your honorable discharge happened mid-tour, without any reported incidents or injuries. It's surprising you haven't been called back into at least reserve service with the Emergencies Acts. A decent answer would probably bump you up to tier two." "I can't talk about it," I said. Erica snorted and rolled her eyes, and both men looked at her. "Erica," I warned her. "What?" she demanded. "They just called you 'low tier,' Harri. If you're not going to tell them then I will." "I can't talk about it," I said again. "Harrison knocked out an Air Force bigwig when he was an MP and stationed in Germany," Leo cut in. "The guy was abusing and trying to blackmail a female subordinate into sex. The only reason we know is because she tracked Harri down a few years ago and we met her in a bar in Portland." "The bigwig was politically protected and nothing happened in the end," Erica said. "At least, that's what she said. He got shuffled around, and Harrison got the boot." "I got an honorable discharge instead of a court martial for striking a very superior officer of a different branch," I said. "And part of that deal was that I not talk about it." "Well that explains some things," Grierson said. "It wouldn't change anything though. If you were doing something more useful with your life than painting little pictures, you might have made tier two or three without this offer." "Says you," Erica scoffed. "Art is useful. And important!" Grierson pursed his lips slightly. "Erica Lacoste. Not an official resident of the property, but I know enough. Positives: Early thirties age bracket, relatively fit and healthy. Negatives: Criminal record, including battery, two counts of public drunkenness, and public urination. No community investment. Null rank career; tattoo artist. Likely rating: Tier 1." "Hey, fuck you too," Erica said, and pointed her middle finger at Grierson, along with a scowl to go with it. Honestly, none of that was surprising news about Erica for me except for the Battery charge, I definitely needed to get that story out of her. "Okay, we get it," I said, interrupting what I had a feeling was about to become a degenerating path of conversation. "You know about us. You do realize this is all a little much, right? It comes across as insane." "Of course it does," Grierson sighed. "But a year ago, only bored analysts tripping on LSD were asked to think about these kinds of situations. Now we're in it, right in the damned middle of the clusterfuck." "You should really look at the offer," Walters said, gesturing to the folded paper I hadn't looked into yet. It sat on the coffee table like an accusing finger pointed at me by my father, and his father before him. How dare I even consider this? "So it's a butt load of cash," I said, still not opening the paper. "And we get treated like what, royalty? And in exchange, I lose my family legacy." "Royalty is a stretch; you're selling us land, not curing cancer. We'll take care of you like valued members of society. You'll also get early access to the vaccine," Grierson said. "There's a vaccine?" Leo immediately asked. "Social media has been wild with rumors but,” "It's still experimental," Walters said. "And undergoing trials. But it's functioning, with some unconventional side effects. They're still doing long-term tests down in California, but we're going to start rolling it out down there any day now once the doctors are happy with the plan. That's how bad we need it, FDA bullshit be damned." I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Flipside, stick. If I don't cut a deal, you'll use the might of the US government to bend me over and rip my family legacy right out of my ass." "You got it. But like I said, we prefer working with people. There's always a silver lining to making friends," Walters said. "Fuck," I said again. Then I flipped one half of the paper open and looked at the number written on the inside. There were a damn lot of zeros. "I need to call my sister," I said. "But pending her approval, I'll lease it to you. All 560 acres, for a hundred years less a day; that's what people do, right? And Leo and I get to pick where our houses are built." "That's not how this works," Walters said. "It's my counter offer," I said. "Hold on," Grierson said, raising a hand to his partner. He narrowed his eyes as he looked me over again. He was a man who made judgment calls on the fly, despite his ability to reel off memorized facts like he'd been living with them for years. I could practically see the rusty old gears turning behind his grizzled facade. "Fuck it," he finally said. "We need to survive the next six months, year, five years and decade before anyone will be worrying about next century. Make your call." "You're really doing this?" Leo asked me as I stood up and fished in my pocket for my cell. "My family has had to defend this land from everything and everyone except the federal government," I said. "Up until now, they might be the only people who haven't thought they had some claim to it. Obviously, this will all need to be in writing before I make a final agreement, but look at the news; everything they're saying makes some sort of terrible sense. And I'd rather get the carrot than a stick so far up my ass it's tickling my brain stem." I went outside to the porch to make the call to Valerie, my older sister. It was quicker than I thought it would be; Val and her husband Brad were hearing horror stories from their nursing friends in the local hospitals, and she immediately understood the position we were in. We hadn't always gotten along the best growing up, but if Val had one thing it was a practical head on her shoulders. When I came back inside, I nodded to Grierson. "Add in another house for my sister and her family, and we've got a deal." "In exchange for the Lease, and the extra house," Walters said, "We're going to need your help in identifying the landscape. I assume you know it fairly well; we'll want you to walk our surveyors through to show any odd landscape elements, seasonal issues like flood areas, that sort of thing." "Done, as long as I can point out the shit they shouldn't fuck with and they actually listen," I said. "There are some pretty big old growth trees out there that would be a fucking shame to cut down." "I understand your concerns, son," Grierson said, as he stood and offered his hand. "But believe me when I say this; we aren't looking to build any high rises or pave over the place. These developments are for people important to society for one reason or another, and that means we're making sure to give them the best we can. Landscape included." One last deep breath and I reached out and hovered my own hand near his. "In writing before it's official." "The contract will be done by this afternoon and we'll email it over. Our lawyers work on our timeline, not their own," he said and grasped my hand in his. We both had larger hands than most, but I could immediately tell he had the grip of a man made from the iron bones of a hard life. I'd like to think he felt the same in my grip, but I had a feeling he'd shaken hands with much harder and scarier people than me. "When can we get vaccinated?" Leo asked. "If we're going to be working with surveyors and shit, shouldn't we all be as safe as we can?" "We have a testing site opening up in Portland as we speak, so it can get done as soon as possible," Walters said. "Though, as I mentioned, things are a little bit unorthodox right now. Harrison and Leo, you'll need these codes. Get online this afternoon, go to the website and fill out the questionnaire. It's extremely important you are entirely truthful. Your answers will affect how your tier ranking will play out for you as we roll it out over the next few months across the west coast." He pulled out two business cards from a pocket, each with their names, an URL and a twenty-five-digit passcode, and handed them to Leo and me. "What about me?" Erica asked. "Vaccination side effects and implementation are different between men and women," Grierson said. "Just like the virus is overly affecting men, the vaccine has different effects. If you want your vaccine immediately, Miss Lacoste, you're going to need to fly with us back up to Portland and attend the information session this afternoon that some of our volunteer human guinea pigs are doing. Then, if you agree to the risks and side effects, we can have you immunized as soon as tomorrow morning." Things moved quickly after that. Erica went to pack an overnight bag and put on her 'going out into the world' gear that she usually wore for grocery trips into town; she'd be put up in a quarantine hotel while in Portland for the night before she returned the next day. Within ten minutes she was ready to go and Walters was escorting her out, and the helicopter was warming up its rotors with a whining hum in the front yard. "I'm glad you agreed to the deal," Grierson said, offering his hand to me again, which I shook. "You may not fully understand what you've agreed to yet, but when you do I expect a more enthusiastic thank you. I get that the cash wasn't the important factor with you, son. I grew up on a ranch in North Dakota, I know what family land means. This place is going to do a lot of good for people." "Are you managing the development?" I asked, raising my voice to be heard over the rising thrum of the helicopter. "Not a chance," he said. "It'll be managed by the Air Force, they've been spearheading with the CDC on all these efforts. I'm just the pre-show, but I'll be around to check in on the progress every once in a while, and do the problem solving other people can't handle." "What does that look like?" I asked. "Any way it needs to," he grinned, and I saw the look that all veteran soldiers had. An acceptance that violence could come easily into the life of a person, and that they knew how to handle it when it came. "And don't be alarmed, but we've already had a crew starting to widen your driveway down at the highway. They'll work through the night and probably make it up here by tomorrow morning." "What's the rush?" I asked. Grierson barked a laugh as he started backing away from me towards the open helicopter door. Sour-puss lady was leaning out, holding onto the door and looking like she was about to try and scold Grierson for keeping them waiting. "Kid, in two weeks' time there's going to be well over a thousand lumberjacks, construction workers, surveyors and architects up here. Government moves slow, but OGA were designed to do the opposite. Your life is about to get a little crazy, I'd strap in." I had too many questions to even start one as Grierson hopped into the dark interior of the helicopter. The door slammed, the motor whined at a higher pitch, and it leapt into the sky and started heading north. "Hey, does this questionnaire strike you as way too fucking personal?" "Hmm?" I asked. I was sitting on the front porch with my laptop open, but I hadn't even keyed in the website URL. Instead, I'd been sitting there for over an hour just looking out at the trees, wondering if I'd just betrayed six generations of my family in under thirty minutes. "These questions," Leo said, holding up his own laptop. He'd stepped out the front door and had a look of confusion plastered on his face. "It's like... sex stuff. Shit I wouldn't talk to you about, let alone the government." "What?" I asked. "Are you sure you're on the right site? It's supposed to be about the tier thing." "Yeah, I'm sure. Dot-Gov link and everything." "Fucking OGA," I grimaced. "You and that Agent dude kept saying that. What does it mean?" I sighed. "Other Government Agency. It's kind of a military meme for when someone from the CIA doesn't want to say they are from the CIA. Or, if you're into conspiracies, it's completely separate from the CIA but they're so secretive they don't even have a name." Leo just shook his head and sighed before sitting down in the other deck chair. He joined me in looking out at the forested hills that had surrounded us for the last five years. "Did I fuck everything up?" I asked him. "What? No," he said. "Well, I mean, it's hard to know. But no, I don't think so." "This is all going to go away," I said, gesturing out to the wilds that had been my childhood, and our shared backyard. "My family has been on this land for over a hundred and fifty years, and I just agreed to let the government wipe it out." "It's not like you had much of a choice, Harrison. Carrot and stick, like you said. And whether those guys were CIA or something else, they definitely seemed to have a really big fucking stick. They flew in on a damn helicopter." "Still," I said. "I feel like I'm selling out my childhood." We talked for a while, reminiscing. Leo let me tell some old family stories he'd already heard a half dozen times before. We joked about the shit we'd gotten up to, living out in our backwoods paradise. "Maybe it's time for a change," I sighed. "This was never going to last forever." "Felt like it though, didn't it?" Leo asked. "Yeah, it did." Poing! Leo's laptop, sitting forgotten, made a horrible noise. He glanced at it, "Ah, shit. I timed out. Now I gotta start all over again." He started typing away, and I finally opened my own laptop. The first thing I did was open my emails, and sitting right at the top, already marked with an 'important' star, was the email with the contract. Everything is as discussed. Print and sign, someone will be by tomorrow to collect. Make sure you fill out the questionnaire!; Walters. "Jesus," I muttered. "They really are putting a lot of emphasis on this thing." I opened up the website, starting by filling out all the basic information. Then, just like Leo said, it started to get weird. It was like filling out the most invasive and specific dating app ever. "I feel like they're going to try and 3D Print me a girlfriend," Leo laughed at one point. "Maybe it's cloning," I snickered. "That's fair. I wonder if they can clone me an Angelina Jolie?" "Gone in 60 Seconds Jolie, or Wanted Jolie?" I asked. He snorted. "Mr. and Mrs. Smith Jolie will always be my peak. Or Tomb Raider." "Ugh," I scoffed. We went back and forth like that, laughing at the ridiculousness of the questions and suggestions. The list of kinks we were attracted to, or turned off by was immense. We had to help each other even figure out what some of them were. I found myself ticking off some that surprised me because I'd never considered them before but they sounded hot. Other stuff I down voted hard, and I couldn't believe someone would ever admit to the government that they were into them. Hell, one of the suggested kinks was the government. Who the fuck got hot under the collar about bureaucracy and paperwork? I mean, I guess someone would, somewhere, or it wouldn't have been on the list. "What did you put for that last one?" Leo asked me as I was closing my laptop. "The relationship style scale?" I asked. "Yeah. I put a full 10, polyamory all the way. How hot would it be to be some sheikh with a harem of ladies?" "I went for a 6," I said. "I'm not going to turn down a threesome or anything if that's what my girl wants, but I'm also not into the idea of sharing with another boner." Leo shrugged, closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair. "I don't know, my dude. The Agents did say the world is changing. Maybe the norm will be great big orgies next year, and we'll all be smashing like it's our jobs." I snorted and smirked. "Yeah, sure. Society threatens to collapse and we all devolve into Eyes Wide Shut perverts." "One can dream," Leo laughed. We spent the evening starting to pack. It was tough, since we weren't really sure what the actual plan was. The contract fully outlined that we'd be getting new residences in the development, which was being called 'Valhalla,' but it wasn't exactly clear what the timeline was. I pushed for Leo to get packing sooner than later. My days in the military had me trained to expect 'hurry up and wait' to never mean waiting on the little guy, and right now we were definitely the little guy. We were woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of machinery, and we got dressed and rode the ATVs down the driveway. The gravel trail stretched about a half mile from the highway up to the house, but we only made it around a couple of bends before we came to the lights and action. "Stop right there," someone with a megaphone called to us, and we pulled our rides to a halt and cut the engines. "Who the fuck are you?" the voice asked. "Harrison Black. You're on my,” I had to stop myself. As of that evening, I'd signed the contract. It wasn't mine anymore. "We live here," I corrected. "Oh, it's you," said the voice. One of the workers stepped forward. He had on a big, bright orange reflective vest, and had a clipboard in one hand and the megaphone in the other. "Keep working, boys!" he shouted, and the machinery ground into action again. He approached us and stopped about ten feet away, despite needing to shout to be heard over the machinery. "Sorry about the noise. We've got orders to get this road done up to your house by tomorrow." "We heard," Leo said. "How does this all work?" I asked. "Shouldn't you guys be in quarantine gear or something?" "We got tested twice over the last two days in preparation for the job," the guy said. "Everyone on the crew is clean, and we all damn well needed the work. Fastest turnaround and the highest pay I've ever seen. Still, we're supposed to keep our distance from anyone other than the team. You guys get tested?" "No," I shouted back. "But the Government guys who set this up didn't seem to care." "Yeah, they did that with us, too. Acted like they were immune. Hell, maybe they are," the worker said. "You hear about what that idiot in the White House said yesterday?" We traded some stories we'd heard. It was strange, usually Leo and I were pretty private with strangers, but after so long in isolation with just each other and Erica, and the fucking weird encounter with the Agents, it was nice to just shoot the shit with someone new and normal. Even if it was shouting over the sound of machinery. Williams was the foreman of the operation that was clearing the trees to either side of the road. Another crew was working behind them, and trucks were already dumping off heavy set gravel at the entrance to widen it into a three-lane road. By morning they expected to have all of the trees, stumps and all, ripped out and stacked up for processing, and the driveway would be graded and levelled by lunch. The speed at which the crew worked was almost frightening. They were all experienced hands and did everything safely, but it was clear that they were motivated. While we were talking, Leo and I had to back up our ATVs twice to clear space for the crew to move ahead. Eventually, we said good night to Williams and headed back up to the house. I went back to bed, wondering if I'd made a terrible mistake. True to their words, by the time Leo and I woke up in the early morning, the clanging and crashing was just fifty yards from the front door. We made a couple big pots of coffee and brought it out to the guys, and one at a time they all walked over to the stump we used as a table and poured it into their thermoses while we stayed back. I had to make two more trips with more fresh coffee to cover everyone; in the dark it had been hard to tell how many people were working stretched out along the driveway. The clearing crew itself had to be thirty people, and a tired but thankful Williams said the gravel grading and levelling crew was probably just as big. "I'm sure we'll see you around," Williams called as the workers started packing up their equipment and prepping their heavier machinery for transport. "Supposed to be lots more work to do up here, yeah?" "Guess so," I called back. "Where are you guys headed now?" "They set us up in a motel about 20 minutes south. We've got guys on the crew from all over; they recruited all of us to fly out for this work, all expenses paid. Gotta tell you, it felt like hitting the lottery after sitting around in quarantine with my savings siphoning away." They left behind stacks of logs and stumps along the side of the now widened driveway area, and soon Leo and I were prepping a whole new serving of coffee as the morning wore on and the grading crew made its way up my old driveway. The guys on that crew were a little more hesitant to chat since they felt like they were running behind schedule, but they were happy enough to take the hot coffee after a whole night of work. It was around noon when one of the grading crew came up and knocked on the front door of the house. I'd been busy cleaning out the attic; one of those jobs I'd always had on my list of things to do around the property but never got around to. If there was anything up there worth saving, I hadn't found it yet, but it was worth the look. I came down to the front door covered in dust. The guy took one look at me from where he'd backed to 'social distance' and started laughing. I took one look at him, covered in gravel dust with rings of sweat from where he'd taken off his hard hat, and laughed right back. "Sir," he finally said after a minute, "We just thought you should know that the crew down at the far end of the road said someone in a green pickup truck drove by real slow a few times. The third time they pulled over and asked what was going on, but the boys down there followed orders and didn't tell him anything, so he peeled out. Just figured we'd let you know." "I appreciate that," I said, and sighed in the way that only old family history could make me sigh. Deep, long and aggravated. "And I think I know who it probably was. Thanks for letting me know." He nodded and went back to work. I didn't even think to ask what all was going on down at the end of the new road they had installed until he was already at the other end of the yard. "What's up?" Leo asked when I went to join him in the barn. "One of the crew guys said they saw a green pickup doing drive-buys." "Hah! Well, I guess that's not going to be your problem anymore, is it?" Leo laughed. I smirked. "Not legally. I'm sure I'm still going to be on Kara's shit-list and get a fucking earful though." I ended up spending the early afternoon helping Leo pack up a bunch of his woodworking equipment. The smaller stuff was fairly easy, but he needed the extra body for some of the larger presses and table-mounted saws. It felt like we'd barely made a dent when the double-honk of a car broke our concentration. We both headed around the side of the barn to find Erica getting out of the passenger seat of a black town car that had eaten a whole lot of the fresh gravel dust and now looked like someone had dusted it with flour. Sour-puss Agent Maggie was getting out of the driver's seat. "Hey, sis, how was it?" Leo asked. "Umm-Hmm," Erica said, shaking her head and holding up a finger to keep him from hugging her. "I need to talk to both of you inside." She had nervous energy going on, bouncing her weight on one leg and chewing on the corner of her lower lip. "Give me twenty; no, give me thirty minutes." "Is everything alright?" I asked. Erica was already moving quickly into the house. She'd had a look on her face like she was sick, and flushed with a fever or something. I turned to Agent Maggie. "Did something happen? She didn't catch the virus, did she?" "No," sour-puss said, that permanent sneer never breaking. "She knows everything she needs to, and needs to talk. Just do what she says." "What are you talking about?" I asked. Leo had followed Erica inside to make sure she was Okay. "Look, prick. Your little 'send her to the car' thing yesterday made me look bad, and now I'm stuck as a glorified cab driver while my boss and my partner are off to another shitty corner of the country like this one to bribe someone else into handing over their property to the government. Just fuck off inside and enjoy your new fucking world, you Mamoa-wannabe jerk." She got back in her car and slammed the door closed, then started to peel away and spin the car around before slamming the breaks and rolling down the window. "I'll be back again in a few hours with Lacosta's partner. He needs to be here waiting." "What?" I asked. She just flashed me her middle finger as she drove away. God damn woman, I sighed, watching her kick up dust and loose stones as she drove way too fast down the brand new gravel road. I shook my head and went inside. Erica was already upstairs and I could hear the shower running. Leo just shook his head and shrugged, "She wouldn't say anything. Just muttered about needing to get ready for something." "This is weird," I said. "I'm really fucking hoping this whole thing isn't going to blow up in our faces." "If it is, we might as well take it head on. Too late to do anything else," Leo said. "That's too fucking true, my friend," I said. Thirty-five minutes later Erica, dressed in a pair of her tight jeans with all the holes 'stylishly' cut into them down the legs and a black Metallica hoodie, strutted down the stairs and immediately began pacing and fidgeting with the strings of her sweater hood. She had done her full makeup, and seeing her like that was almost as shocking as the first time she'd gone without it; it had been a month since she had bothered with makeup at all, since even when she went out on grocery runs she was entirely covered up. "Sit," she demanded when we joined her in the living room, pointing me to my usual chair and Leo to the couch. He furrowed his brow as he watched his sister's nervous energy, but I wasn't sure it was because he was worried or didn't like her ordering him around. Their whole twin thing had always been more bouncing off each other than working in parallel. "Alright, alright," I said, hands up as I went to sit. "What's going on, E?" She stopped pacing and looked at both of us, transferring her energy into tapping her foot. I'd only ever seen her like this once before, right before we'd had our big group conversation about her staying indefinitely through the quarantine. Later, she'd elaborated to me a little bit more as to why she'd been so nervous; beyond the pandemic dangers, and feeling alone if she left, Erica had been chipping in for groceries with us, but that was it; the woman couldn't work during the pandemic, and tattooing hadn't exactly fueled her savings accounts. Everything all piling on at once had turned her into a nervous wreck, the opposite of her usual self. So what was doing this to her now? "Erica," Leo said, snapping her out of the train of thought she'd lost herself in staring at me. Her gaze was intense, only added to by her sexy post-punk look. It was like she'd erected a wall of armor around herself, or was taking on a persona that she'd let drop. "Right, sorry, I'm just really fucking distracted," she said. "Look, there's no way to say this easily without sounding sort of crazy at first, Okay? So I'm just going to say it, and you both need to listen cause I'm only explaining it once, alright?" Leo and I both nodded. "Alright, so the vaccine isn't just like, a shot. Well, it is for women. I got it this morning, and I'm something like 97% immune to the virus. But for men it isn't a shot. I did that information session and they showed us a bunch of research I only half-understood thanks to my AP bio classes back in high school, but I definitely got the video. The vaccine is pretty much lethal for men, and it has some weird side effects for women. They couldn't remove those aspects, so they modified it in other ways to try and adjust." "So how are we supposed to get vaccinated?" Leo asked. Erica licked her lips, and I realized she was sweating slightly. She glared at her brother, then looked at me and her eyes softened, then hardened, and I couldn't tell if she was angry at me or what. Then she glared back at her brother again. "They basically turned the vaccine into an STD, and it's the only way for men to get vaccinated. It's not permanent and needs frequent upkeep in both men and women, and it turns women fucking horny as hell if they go without for too long." "I'm sorry, what!?" Leo burst out. "And you took the shot?" "Just shut up, Leo!" Erica tried to shout him down. "I heard all the evidence, I weighed my options, and I decided this was the best thing to do. The whole tier system thing? I did the same questionnaire as you guys did, and they gave me a list of good matches. People I could go become a partner of. Like, sexually, and maybe romantically. We'd live together in quarantine, screw each other into immunity, and be that way for the foreseeable future until they fix this vaccine." "That's so fucked up," I said. "They wanted you to just shack up with someone you didn't know?" "Yeah, except someone I did know was on my list," she said. "Who?" Leo asked. "Are you moving back to Portland?" Erica turned from her brother and looked right at me. "Oh, no," Leo said. "No, no, no. You two are not becoming fuck buddies. We discussed this, Erica!" "Wait, what?" I said. "You discussed,” "Not important!" Leo shouted. "It's not important. It's not happening." "It's too late, Leo," Erica said. Then she turned to me. "At least, it is if you're into it. Look, Harrison, you can say no. I can't make you do this. What's-her-name will come back and get me, and I'll pick someone else on that list they gave me, and I'll go stay with them wherever they are. No hard feelings, you've done so much for me already that I can't even start to say thank you properly. But fuck I really want to fuck you. I've been getting off thinking about you almost exclusively for weeks, and the only reason I never asked you out in all these years is because I promised Leo back in high school I wouldn't ever date his friends." "And this is better?!" Leo squawked. "Shut up, Leo!" Erica shouted back at him. "You're not seriously considering this, are you?" Leo asked me. "You can't; Why; Come on, dude. She's my twin sister, it would be like... ugh!" He threw his hands up in the air in frustration. I rubbed my face with both hands and took in a deep breath before looking back at the siblings. "Alright," I said slowly. "First off, Erica, is this the vaccine talking? Just try and focus, cause this sounds an awful lot like some crazy date-rape drug and not a vaccine." "God, fuck. Why do men have to make things so hard?" she said. "I've wanted to fuck you for ages, Harrison. You being on my compatibility list at the vaccine center just made the decision fucking convenient instead of a fantasy." I turned to Leo. "Would you rather it be me, or some freak you know nothing about?" "I'd rather it be no one!" Leo said. "That's not an option anymore," Erica growled. "I've already got the shot. I'm just going to get hornier and hornier until I fucking snap, Leo. Then I'll fuck anything that fucking moves, that's the way it works. I need to bond with someone or I'll lose my goddamn mind. There are still a few days before I apparently go full-on bitch-in-heat feral, but I'm already feeling an itch all over and the only thing that I know, I know, is going to relieve that itch is cock." "Jaysus," I muttered, sitting back. Erica turned back to me, hugging herself. "Please, Harrison? Just; just tell me yes or no. Standing here without an answer is killing me, cause I don't know if I need to fight the feeling or I can give in." "I; Erica, you are absolutely gorgeous. I always assumed you weren't interested in me, or just wanted a friend. Honestly, I sort of thought you were gay with the comments you make about the women you work on in your shop. You're always talking about perky tits and firm asses and stuff like that," I said. "I'm Bi," she clarified. "And I work with people's bodies all day. I know what's hot and what's not for me, and Harri, you've fucking revved my engine since that first weekend Leo introduced us. I just want to rub my body all over,” "Erica!" Leo interrupted her. "Sorry, sorry, too much," she said. "I told you, this fucking vaccine is damn distracting right now. I need some relief here." "I'll do it," I said. "I just; this feels like the drug or whatever talking, Erica. Are you absolutely sure?" She was on me, straddling my lap and pressing her mouth to mine. Erica grabbed my head in her hands as she started forcefully making out with me, muttering 'Thank you' over and over into my lips. Her tongue pushed against mine, and then she grabbed my hands with hers and pulled them around to grab her ass. It was wonderfully firm, with a good amount of muscle that kept it looking full even if it wasn't particularly plump. "At least go get a room," Leo growled loudly. I pushed Erica back far enough that we could look each other in the eyes. Hers were bright, lucid, and silently pleading with me in a way that made her seem smaller and more vulnerable than the tough chick I'd come to know. "Let's go upstairs," I said to her. "I didn't mean literally get a room, right now," Leo said. "We need to talk this over! You made me a promise, Erica." "Shut up, Leo," Erica said. "I'll make it up to you, this isn't the end of the world. Probably. I think." She grabbed my hand, scrambled out of my lap and started pulling me up out of my chair. "What the fuck am I supposed to do?" Leo asked. "How am I getting vaccinated?" "Whenever they find someone who actually wants to fuck you, dorkus," Erica told her brother. "That lady agent said she'd be back in a few hours with your 'partner,'" I told him as I passed by, still getting pulled by Erica towards the stairs. "I didn't know what she meant at the time, but I guess;?" "Is she hot?" Leo asked me. I was already getting pulled up the stairs. "How am I supposed to know?" I yelled down to him. It's funny how energy can rise and fall at the drop of a hat. Erica pulled me into the guest bedroom she'd been using as her bedroom, slammed the door shut and turned to me; and stopped. She bit her lip, one leg bouncing at the knee as she shifted her weight. "Second thoughts?" I asked. "No, no," Erica said, shaking her head. "Definitely not. God, fuck, no. I didn't want to get into it in front of Leo like that, but you're also just being so you that I feel like I need to explain myself more." "So tell me," I said, sitting down on the bed. Erica started pacing again but stopped after one back-and-forth. "Okay, look. What I said down there is true. I would have asked you out years ago, after that first time we met at Burleson's when Leo brought you around." "The pub around the corner from your shop? That wasn't the first time we met," I said. "I know," she replied. "That was when you were moving into Leo's apartment. We passed each other in the building lobby and I saw you glance at my tits. I thought you were just another fuckboy asshole." "Wait, I don't remember that," I said. "Why didn't you ever tell me that happened? I thought the first time was when you gave Leo the fish tattoo on his side." "That's the first time we actually spoke," Erica said. "And you had an uphill fucking battle to try and change my mind about my first impression of you. You only made it far enough that I didn't bitch about Leo bringing you to the pub a couple nights later. That was when I got to actually focus on talking to you instead of chatting while I was at work. I also remember being super fucking pissed at Leo that night, because I asked him if I could go back on our deal from high school and hook up with you, and he said no." "Okay, whoa; we could have been having sex for seven years and you held to an agreement you made in high school? What was this fucking thing, a treaty ratified by the Pope?" Erica snorted a laugh and ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. "No, it was stupid. And honestly, looking back, we probably would have had a lot better of a time if he and I had agreed on the opposite. But Leo was a jock, and I was a scene girl, and we made an agreement that we didn't want each other messing with our friend groups. So no dating, no crushing, no nothing if the other twin claimed them first. We wanted to guard what we had, instead of helping each other out." I huffed a soft laugh. "Sounds like teenage bullshit to me." "Yeah, well, I'll just claim twin loyalty, Okay?" Erica said. "But that's not the really fucked up thing about this. When you invited me down from the city to stay with you guys, Leo and I had a separate talk. Harrison, my brother fucking loves you. Not like in a sexual way, but you're the best friend he's ever had. Period. No doubt about it. And he may not have ever said it to you but he was really worried that I would screw up the dynamic you guys have; and now here I am doing it." Erica squeezed her eyes shut and tilted her face to the ceiling. "Shit, maybe this was a bad idea after all. Fuck, he's never going to forgive me, I,” "Hey, hey," I said, standing and pulling her into a hug. Erica was a tall woman, easily 5'9 or a bit more, but I still towered over her with my 6'6". She clung to the sides of my shirt instead of hugging back, but buried her face into my chest. "I didn't know any of this, E. But we're all adults, we can handle this better than making promises we don't want to keep." "I know," she mumbled into my shirt, and slowly let go of my sides and slid her arms around until she was hugging me back. "You should know that I would have asked you out in a second if I thought you were interested," I said. "I'm still not exactly comfortable with the big picture on all of this, but this right here? I will definitely take this silver lining." "God, you make me so hot, Harrison," Erica said, and she looked up into my eyes. I kissed her as we held each other. Her considerable chest was pressing against my sternum, and as she shifted her arms up to wrap them around my neck and pull me closer to her, I lowered mine until I hooked my fingers into the belt loops of her jeans. We held that for a while, eyes closed and enjoying the feeling like we were teenagers again. God, we're both over thirty, I laughed in my head. We should be a lot bet

Today on another brand new episode of the Rarified Heir Podcast we have a first in our history. We bring you the first ever, three part episode. Our guest today is Peter Rafelson, son of director Bob Rafelson. Admittedly, we sort of lied to you on because there really wasn't going to be a third episode. But after our chat with Peter on the first two episodes, we decided there was more to discuss and we bring you the result. It's a fun one too. On this episode, we discuss Peter's remembrances of his father's favorite LA restaurants – from Dan Tana's to The Cock and Bull, Hamburger Hamlet and a mob joint at the end of Sunset whose name is lost to the mists of time. Somehow this turns into a discussion about visiting the Playboy Mansion in elementary school, dressing in drag while dining for a very specific purpose and sneaking into a nude stage production at age nine. Clearly, the Wild Child we discussed in prior episodes still has stories to tell us that will delight and amaze you. From there we learn about what kind of car his father drove and why he (and his mom) got a new one every year. Thank you Colgems! We segue from here to Peter's own career in music and a discussion about the most unlikely place he met a member of Fleetwood Mac who recorded a song of his, watching Madonna clear the hall of Teamsters before a surprise appearance on network television, meeting Prince in the rafters of a private home, playing piano alongside Burt Bacharach on a piano bench, driving Babs home after a one take recording and so much more. We really hope that our white lie was worth it and you enjoy the first ever three part interview on the Rarified Heir Podcast with Peter Rafelson. As you know, everyone has a story. This one just has three parts. Take a listen. 

Barkley College Remedial Human Sexuality Course: Part 8Life in the spotlights.By zachattack163 and adapted for this platform. Listen to the Podcast At Explicit Novels.Grand Casino Hotel.At the casino, they decided to check in and visit the penthouse suite before the pageant in the grand auditorium; and concert, in the 2nd stage. They immediately ordered room service and enjoyed some fantastic steak and lobster.After that, they went down past the slot machines and craps tables, then over to the grand auditorium, The event team was relieved to see them and go over the schedule. Michelle wanted to sit in the VIP section for most of the event, then just wait to be signaled to go back stage to prep for the coronation.“Can we bring you to makeup, Mindy? We need to make sure the shine on your face is minimized.” The director explained.Jackson said, “I'll wait here while you get prepped, Mish, uh, Mindy.”Michelle winked and smiled, then stepped up and kissed Jackson softly. “Dear Jackson, You're so generous and so patient. I can't wait for this event to finish, so our date can begin in earnest.”As the director guided Mindy into the production makeup area, several pageant contestants started a buzz. They were responsible for their own cosmetics, but the special guests got full services from professionals. A crowd of girls pressed into the doorway of the makeup room, just off the dressing room. A few girls were brave enough and said hi to Mindy. She politely said a few things but the cosmetologist needed her to stop talking.“Let me finish, then let's visit out there for just a bit. Okay?”When she got all made up and stepped off the chair, she walked into the dressing room. An applause went up, in the room, and she began saying some gracious comments about how lovely they all looked and how dedicated they must all be. She told them to stay true to the values they believe, and find joy in lifting up others. It will allow others to be their best, and see you as a force for good whom they can emulate.“There are so many girls who want good role models. You and I need role models, too. Let's be the role models we can be proud of. Win or lose, If you stay true to the best virtues, you win in ways no crown can reward you.”She looked over at the door and saw Candice standing next to the director. Candice gave her a ‘thumbs up'Mindy said; “Now, take a deep breath, girls. It's show time.They cleared a path as she walked over to Candice. ”I need $400 cash, now. Or I'm walking.”Candice handed a sealed white envelope and said, “Thank you, Mindy. You're doing more than the contract required.”“I'm doing it for these girls, Candice. Not you.”“It's clearly the noble thing.” If you finish as strong as you've started, I'll have made a wise choice, accepting your terms.”Michelle found her front row seat and handed Jackson the envelope. “Can you count it, Jackson? If it isn't the full $400, we'll leave now.”Jackson ripped the edge and pulled out one $500 bill. He handed it to her.“Can you hang onto it? We'll figure out a good use for it later.”As the pageant moved along, Mindy got the signal to go back stage. As the girls finished their last Choreographed stage production, the M C announced; “And now, Leading global spokesmodel, Mindy Olson, to conduct the coronation we've been waiting for. Mindy was about to walk onto the stage, but the director stopped her. “Your speech will be 35 seconds, then you go on stage. That's when the auditorium heard and saw the improv speech she gave the girls in the dressing room. The reverb sound recording was actually quite good, and when the M C said, Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss Mindy Olson, the crowd instantly cheered. Mindy was a sage, a mentor to girls. A best friend to fretting parents who fear their daughters aren't listening.The M C did the rest of the work. Mindy simply stood in her lovely black velvet cocktail dress she wore from home. Her hands remained behind her back as the contestants dissolved from five, to four, to second runner-up, to the final two. When first runner up was named, The other girl's face was stunned, shocked, then tearful and shaking. Michelle stepped up behind her and with a firm hand on her bicep, Mindy steadied her for the coronation.When her head steadied enough, Michelle used both hands to place the tiara, then smoothly set a few hairpins. The M C handed the new Teen Miss a huge bokay of roses. The pretty brunette just turned and hugged Mindy. “I won't let you down, Mindy. I'll do my best. ““Okay girl, Mindy said. You got this. Go walk down this catwalk and greet the audience. You got this.” Mindy slipped off stage and found Jackson near the stage steps.Mindy fell into his embrace, tears from nerves were flowing.“Your inner strength is amazing, Michelle. I think you even surprise yourself, if that is possible.” He hugged her a little longer, then added; “The warm up band just finished their set. Jonas Brothers going on stage in about 10 minutes. Are you still interested?” Jackson deferred to his very busy date.“Yes, Oh yes! I finally get my date with you!” Michelle said as she kissed him long and intense.They decided to hurry up to the penthouse suite to change into some grun jee casual clothes.At the vanity mirror, Michelle took a double take. “Oh my god. Who's in my mirror?” She had never seen herself in stage makeup. Everything was immaculate, but over the top.“Yeah, I love it!” Jackson said. “Are you okay with keeping it on for a while more?”“If you like it, it stays.” Michelle flatly said. “Now drink some of that coffee they brought up! I need you to keep your energy up, you stud! I've got carnal urges to work through, and a great admiration for your tolerance with my past baggage interrupting our big date. I don't know where guys like you come from, because you're truly amazing.”Both were in blue jeans and light summer tops. They got to the concert just a minute before the Jonas Brothers got to the stage. It was general admission with mostly open floor. Some perimeter riser seats were still available. They rocked away the next hour at the concert. But after the 8th request for a selfie, they decided to go meander the casino and other attractions.They stopped by the hotel lobby, and asked the concierge to break the five hundred dollar bill. “Ten twenties, and three hundreds.” Jackson requested. The concierge said he'd be back with it in 2 minutes.“Let's use part of this to cover the food for tomorrow's pool party for the gang.” Michelle suggested. The concierge returned with the bills, counted it, and slipped in in an envelope for them.By 11pm they were both more interested in their luxury suite than anything else.Aspen Park RV ResortElizabeth and William rolled into the RV resort entrance around 7pm. They stopped at the front office to confer with the management.“Elizabeth! Glad to see you. The organization has set aside a rather secluded site for you. Here's the info. Also, Please understand that for this weekend, this is not a public resort. As such, it deeds over all the privileges of a private property. Those residing here this weekend are free to go about the facilities in all the freedom of a person taking a bath. Do you understand where I'm going with this?”William was quick to translate the message; “The Nature Club happens to be a naturalist club. They're nudists, in case you're confused.”“Oh, now everything makes sense.” Elizabeth finally concluded. “Yeah, we're okay with that. But we don't know them. Are they; are they all decent folks?”“I know the local members, and I'm staking my business reputation on their integrity” the manager assured them. “They're okay with you introducing yourselves to them and I know you'll not have any problem with their respect for the two of you.”William and Elizabeth were giddy as they drove along the park trail that the map detailed for them. There was still 2 hours of daylight, so they did get a bit distracted by the foot traffic along the way.Parking the RV, they set the levelers and stabilizers. Then they connected the electric, and water. William cranked out the side awning and Elizabeth unfolded the lawn chairs by the fire pit.That's when Elizabeth said she wanted to take a quick shower.“I can walk you there, If you want the company?” William offered.“Oh, that's so sweet of you. My protector, my champion, my hero!”“It's called chivalry, and my father would beat me silly if I failed at this manly duty.”As they were approaching the big shower building; Elizabeth squinted her eyes, looking at a nude man in the distance.“Liz! it's not polite to stare.” William advised.“William? Elizabeth?” the man shouted in a happy tone.“It's Professor Garza!” the two shouted in unison.Antonio ran over, cock flapping freely, and gathered them in a group hug. Awkwardly Elizabeth and William were wrapped in his arms, staring down at his flaccid cock.“Elizabeth, I saw your name on the contract, which the resort wanted us to accept; but no way did I figure it was the same student I knew. And William? Uh, are you two, you two? I mean are you guys a thing?”“Uh, it's complicated and we'd really love to explain it, but we signed this thing; that our professors said was real serious, about discussing things outside the classroom.”“Oh, Oh wow! You guys don't know. Remember the international group of scholars we collaborated with, on this alternative sex ed class? Well, the consortium is all here, in this resort.” Tonight Phoebe and I are giving them a report. I'd really love to get debriefed on the social outcomes of your student group, to the extent you two are comfortable with?”“William and Elizabeth looked at each other and shrugged. “Sure, let's talk.”“Great. Come over to our RV, and let's include Phoebe in the discussion. “As they walked, Antonio loudly addressed Phoebe in the distance. “Oh Phoebe, look who came by to visit?”Phoebe was sitting in a camp chair, reading a book, but when she looked up and recognized the kids, she screamed and came running, her pendulous tits swinging wildly. She did the same group hug.Antonio said they need to discuss the social outcomes. The four went into the RV and sat at the dining table. Antonio brought out beers. They were some Spanish label, but William and Elizabeth were in an indulgent mood.The two students tag-teamed telling about the first pizza party. William told them about the guys' gaming event. Elizabeth gave the details of the ladies brunch. Then she talked about the raucous game night that followed their pool party.Finally they discussed what was currently happening, all over this part of the state, with the students getting paired up and seeking to create their own ideals for a great date.“So, literally; William and I are on a date right now. He was in charge of our social itinerary, I'm responsible for the final destination venue.”“You chose to hang out with us?” Phoebe asked.“Gawd no. My folks own the RV Dealership on the edge of town. I grew up selling and servicing them. I thought going on a date in an RV would be adventurous.” Elizabeth explained.So, How long have you two been dating?” Phoebe wanted to know.“About 8 hours, ma'am.” William explained. “Today's our first date. We went to the Blueberry festival in my home town of Brighton. We came here afterward, and tomorrow we head back. Tomorrow night is our class pool party, at the condo where Rebecca and Bethany live. We'll all give reports on the dates. Then, who knows.” William detailed the plans.“Gawd! I love that game night you kids had. Antonio, why don't we think of edgy stuff like them?” the buxom Professor Phoebe Garza protested.“So, three of you students were virgins at the beginning of the class?” Do you think the virgins handled the stress well?”Well”, Elizabeth began. I think they can speak better than I can, but generally, your continual stressing of a supportive environment, coupled with a balanced influence of drill sergeant barking, pushed them while encouraging them. That and the threat of not enrolling in fall semester, well it seems to have worked. One of them is still very concerned what her prudish mother may find out, but yeah, She even won the game night and is now the declared “Cock Queen”.Chuckles erupted all around.Kids, You have no idea just how big this news is. It's bordering on unbelievable. Tell you what,” Antonio paused, then said; “It would mean so so much to us if the two of you could inconvenience your date time, in order to be at our presentation, in a half hour. It's over in the activity center, next to the pool.You won't need to talk to anyone, or anything. We just want to be able to refute the skeptics, if they say we're not being accurate.” Phoebe explained.“Uh, it will be hard to remain anonymous in that room, with our clothes on, sir.” William reasoned.Good perceptivity, young man. Perhaps you'll agree to blend in with a wardrobe adjustment. Or draw more attention to yourselves by standing out. I know the professors will likely insist on asking the two of you almost as many questions as they will have for Phoebe and me.”“I'll strip”, Elizabeth volunteered. William countered with his similar pledge.“We'll see you in a half hour,” William said as he stood to leave. The two were giddy as they skipped down the trail to their RV. Twenty minutes later they were seated off to the left side of the lectern. They were buck naked and eager to discover the global brain trust who devised their experimental class format.Phoebe and Antonio were among the more attractive segment of the scholars, but there were plenty of eye candy objects filing in and visiting.Then Antonio stood up at the podium and gave the opening session announcements. Phoebe passed out the syllabus for the weekend and returned to Antonio's side. Together they served as social hosts for the gathering, and then turned everyone's attention to the academic paper that the Garzas had composed and submitted to the sociology journals.They presented their class setup, format, rules, and policies. They reported on the student responses and compliance. No student's names were stated, but William and Elizabeth had no problem identifying who was being described.“Before we entertain questions, Phoebe and I have an informal update of significant insight. We were not able to prepare a written update, but we'll present it orally, to this exclusive group, tonight.They then detailed the impromptu pizza party, followed by the gals brunch and the Guys game night.But what broke past the limits of credibility was the details of the sex games, which officially started as a pool party.Un-phased by the gestures of skepticism, Antonio spoke briefly of the arranged dates. Phoebe added,” We still need further debriefing, as those dates are occurring this evening.”The team from Dublin University finally interrupted; “Tony, we've always respected your scholarship; but this is the stuff of an erotic novel. None of us can plausibly convince our regents to take this report at face value. “Several others grumbled agreement with the Irish Academics.“What further substantiation would you need, kind sirs?” Antonio stared him in the face.“Why, I don't know. The format we agreed upon protects every student, and I'd doubt any of them will come forward.”

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Welcome, welcome, welcome to the Distraction Pieces Podcast with Scroobius Pip!This week Pip is joined by national treasure, showrunner, comic and musician JORDAN GRAY!Pip and Jordan have been pals for a lot of years, and many of you will likely have heard Jordan appear on this very podcast since the 20-teens. The first episode was a pivotal one which is often refered back to with a number of teachable moments that echoed over the years, but whatever your perspective - Jordan's been putting in the work creatively, socially and mentally. With her Edinburgh Fringe show 'Is That A Cock In Your Pocket Or Are You Just Here To Kill Me' featuring this year, and the hit show 'Transaction' on TV, things are looking lovely - but as you'll hear, this stuff doesn't just happen. You knew that of course. But for real - it is a grind. She and Pip expound on such items as memories and place, compartmentalising, PR glow ups, prepping and ironing out a show, gauging audience temperatures, death threats, the good old toilet debate, the difficult world of Harry Potter, and many such ports of call - but all with a strength and positivity that is hard to not be influenced by. ENJOY!PIP'S PATREON PAGE if you're of a supporting natureJORDAN GRAY (new show)TRANSACTIONATTITUDE ARTICLEIS IT A BIRDSPEECH DEVELOPMENT WEBSTOREPIP TWITCH • (music stuff)PIP INSTAGRAMPIP TWITTERPIP PATREONPIP IMDBPOD BIBLE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Actriz mexicana de cine, televisión y teatro, con notables participaciones en muchos de los títulos más destacados de la escena contemporánea. Entre sus trabajos más sobresalientes en teatro se encuentran ‘Todo Sobre mi Madre' (Dir. Francisco Franco), ‘Cock' (Dir. Toño Serrano), ‘Crímenes del Corazón' (Dir. Enrique Singer), ‘Medida por Medida' y ‘Medea' (Mauricio García Lozano), ‘Network' (Dir. Francisco Franco) con Daniel Giménez Cacho, y ‘Cabaret' (2024). Ha sido nominada al Premio Ariel en cinco ocasiones y a los Premios Platino en tres. Con ‘Las Niñas Bien' (Dir. Alejandra Márquez Abella) recibió el Premio Ariel en 2019 en la categoría de Mejor Actriz, además del premio del Festival Internacional de Cine de la Habana y el Festival Internacional de Lima. Con ‘Plaza Catedral' (Dir. Abner Benaim) recibió el reconocimiento del FICG como mejor interpretación. Ilse enlista más participaciones relevantes dentro de su filmografía, como ‘GÜEROS' ( Dir. Alonso Ruizpalacios), ‘Sabrás que Hacer Conmigo' (Dir. Katina Medina Mora), ‘Museo' (Dir. Alonso Ruizpalacios), ‘Cantinflas' (Dir. Sebastián del Amo), ‘Amores Modernos' (Dir. Matias Meyer), ‘Maquíllame Otra Vez' (Dir. Guillermo Calderón), ‘Familia' (Dir. Rodrigo García) y ‘Pedro Páramo' (Dir. Rodrigo Prieto). Para televisión, ha formado parte de proyectos como ‘Locas de Amor' (Televisa), ‘Capadocia' (HBO), ‘Sr. Ávila' (HBO), ‘Historia de un Crimen: Colosio' (Netflix), ‘100 Días para Enamorarnos' (Telemundo), ‘Señorita 89' (Fábula / Pantaya), ‘La Liberación' (Prime Video), serie de la que también es productora, y ‘Futuro Desierto' (Paramount Television), próxima a estrenarse.Síguenos en redes:http://instagram.com/cableatierrapodhttp://facebook.com/cableatierrapodcasthttp://instagram.com/tanialicious Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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The Grand Knockout Tournament (also known as It's a Royal Knockout) was a one-off charity event first shown on BBC1 on 19th June 1987, to an audience of 18 million gobsmacked viewers.  The brainchild of the then 23 year old Prince Edward, the slapstick spectacle featured the Princess Royal and the Duke and Duchess of York captaining rival teams in a series of preposterous rounds involving celebrities including Rowan Atkinson, Tom Jones, Cliff Richard, John Travolta and Les Dawson. In this episode, Arion, Rebecca and Olly recall Fergie's feelings of shame, blame and betrayal; discover the extraordinary cast of characters gathered at this bizarre occasion; and explain why Meat Loaf and Prince Andrew did not see eye-to-eye… Further Reading: • ‘Remembering The TV Disaster That Was It's A Royal Knockout' (Grazia, 2020): https://graziadaily.co.uk/celebrity/news/royal-knockout-anne-edward-andrew/ • ‘It's a royal cock-up' (The Guardian, 2002): https://www.theguardian.com/media/2002/mar/05/themonarchy.broadcasting • ‘The Grand Knockout Tournament' (BBC, 1987): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kwkv0-QlbZY This episode first aired in 2021 Love the show? Support us!  Join 

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This podcast description was blatantly written by AI... Join Clint, Meg, and fill-in host Ash in this episode of the Clint, Meg & Dan Podcast. They discuss the boundaries of cheating with a controversial Scarlett Johansson kiss, Clint's love for analogies, and Meghan's emotional journey into motherhood with her second child on the way. Plus, they explore some hilarious throwback tracks, play games, and tackle some unpredictable moments in their usual unfiltered style. 00:00 Introduction and Podcast Opening02:06 Throwback Music Discussion06:05 Funny Anecdotes and Listener Interaction09:10 Scandal and Celebrity Gossip21:54 Employee of the Week and Show Highlights26:05 Spicy Throwbacks and Listener Requests30:06 New Sayings and Modern Proverbs34:20 Upcoming Movie Trailer and Final Thoughts36:52 Discussing Bruce Springsteen's Lyrics37:27 Is It Cheating? Red Carpet Kiss Debate37:40 Gen Z Quiz with Bella41:16 $10,000 Quiz Challenge44:56 Would I Lie to You? Game with Ash49:49 Debating Lip Kissing and Cheating58:18 Clint's Love for Analogies01:05:50 Meg's Pregnancy and Motherhood Concerns

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This week, Elle and Vee dive deep into all things masturbation—from silent solo play to sex toy confessions, and the rituals we don't talk about (but definitely should).What comes to mind when you think of masturbation? (04:42)Masturbating rather than playing in a couple. (06:10)Sexual empowerment through masturbation and sexting. (10:40)Cock stroking. (14:15)Does solo play take away from partner play? (14:58)Shame and a link to Kellogg's cereal. (17:32)How often do you masturbate, what do you use, and how long do you masturbate? (21:11)Making noise while touching yourself. (25:16)Does masturbation compete with intimacy in a couple? (28:33)Formative Experiences: Silent solo play, Elle's early explorations, first orgasms and toys. (32:36)Wierd vocalization and sounds: have you were whimpered or cried during solo play? (38.28) Self pleasure ritual, and toys for G-spot orgasm and self prostate play. (40:37)Do you have better orgasms solo or with your partner? (44:18) Porn and Masturbation. (46:15)Self Touch Practice. (48:39)Where to find us, and how you can support us:Instagram: @girlsgonedeeppod Merch: girlsgonedeep.com/shop Woo More Play Affiliate Link: Support us while you shop! WHOREible Life: Get 10% off your deck with code GONEDEEP at whoreiblelife.com Instagram: @wlthegameContact: girlsgonedeep@gmail.com © 2025 GGD Alchemy, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

Lara and Carey celebrate the promises of spring, as Lara continues her green-thumb streak as a way to inspire her own personal hydration. They also discuss Diddy's harrowing trial, Nancy Grace's unsurprising lock-in, a peculiar new name for an Australian town, and France's new robot army.Then on The Valley, the crew's Santa Barbara trip of sorrow rages on with a trip to the winery, where Jesse remains committed to making Michelle's life a living Hell. Danny takes things to a place of secret glug-glugging, Nia compartmentalizes, Luke's hot/hung levels yo-yo, Zack slips on onion dip, and Brittany has just about ENOUGH of the white picket fence facade. Listen to this episode ad-free AND get access to weekly bonus episodes + video bonus episodes by joining the SUP Patreon. Watch video episodes of the pod on Mondays and Fridays by subscribing to the SUP YouTube. Relive the best moments of this iconic podcast by following the SUP TikTok. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Sonia Sass recently experienced a monster c***, a MMF threesome and got into mainstream porn and she called in to talk all about it. Tune in to hear all the details including how and why her and her boyfriend recently broke up, how and why she decided to get into mainstream porn, the hardcore kinks her boyfriend was into and how and why he confessed them all to her, the guy she met online who had a monster cock and what exactly went down between them during their super hot hook-up, how many times she squirted with him, how releasing her pelvic floor helped her learn to squirt, the MMF threesome she recently had and exactly what went down, how she started doing for scenes porn, the first b/g porn scene she took part in and exactly what went down, how she was treated and how the whole shoot went down, the jerking off fantasy scene she did and exactly what went down during those scenes, the perky manager/slutty secretary scene she's set to do next and what's going to take place siring that shoot, the recent porn shoot that was cancelled and why she thinks she dodged a bullet, the stuff she won't do professionally and the things she will do plus a whole lot more. You can find all her stuff here: https://linktr.ee/_SoniaSass **To see anonymous pics of SONIA SASS plus see HOT pics of my other female guests + gain access to my PRIVATE Discord channel where people get super XX naughty + hear anonymous confessions + get all the episodes early and AD FREE, join my Patreon! It's only $7 a month and you can cancel at any time. You can sign up here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/StrictlyAnonymousPodcast⁠⁠⁠ MY BOOK IS NOW OUT FOR PRE-ORDER!!!! Strictly Anonymous Confessions: Secret Sex Lives of Total Strangers. A bunch of short, super sexy, TRUE stories. GET YOUR COPY NOW: ⁠⁠⁠https://amzn.to/4i7hBCd⁠⁠⁠ To join SDC and get a FREE Trial! click here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.sdc.com/?ref=37712⁠⁠⁠ or go to SDC.com and use my code 37712 Want to be on the show? Email me at ⁠⁠⁠strictlyanonymouspodcast@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠ or go to ⁠⁠⁠http://www.strictlyanonymouspodcast.com⁠⁠⁠ and click on "Be on the Show" Have something quick you want to confess while remaining anonymous? Call the CONFESSIONS hotline at 347-420-3579. You can call 24/7. All voices are changed. Sponsors: ⁠⁠https://viia.co/STRICTLYANON⁠⁠ Try VIIA and use code STRICTLYANON for great SEX and sleep ⁠⁠https://www.dipseastories.com/strictlyanon⁠⁠ Hear the hottest stories on Dipsea and get a 30-day FREE trial PLUS 25% off your subscription ⁠⁠⁠https://butterwellness.com/⁠⁠⁠ For 20% off your Butter Wellness perineum massager use code STRICTLY ⁠⁠⁠https://bluechew.com⁠⁠⁠ Get your first month of the new Blewchew Max FREE! use code: STRICTLYANON https://beducate.me/pd2512-anonymous⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Use code anonymous to get an additional 10% off the campaign's current discount - that's 60% off ⁠⁠⁠https://shamelesscare.sjv.io/xLQ3Jv⁠ ⁠⁠⁠Get $10 off Shameless Care's female viagra cream, just click on the link and use code: Strictly Follow me! Instagram ⁠⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/strictanonymous/⁠⁠⁠ Twitter ⁠⁠⁠https://twitter.com/strictanonymous?lang=en⁠⁠⁠ Website: ⁠⁠⁠http://www.strictlyanonymouspodcast.com/⁠⁠⁠ Everything else ⁠⁠⁠https://linktr.ee/Strictlyanonymouspodcas Sponsors: ⁠https://beducate.me/pd2508-anonymous⁠ Use code anonymous to get an additional 10% off the campaign's current discount - that's 60% off Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Cock is medicine. Sex is medicine.But not just any cock or any sex. We're talking high-caliber, high-performing cocks full of love. Well-occupied cock that knows who it is and what it's here to do. Cock that obliterates a woman and slays all her demons.The kind of cock that replaces addictive behaviours, loses weight, turns anger into patience and depression into action.I speak to my clients—and I know from my own experiences—that the stuff they've struggled with and applied so much willpower to—with no success—and tried so hard to fix with their minds and best efforts...all of that fell flat.Until they got well-f**ked.In today's episode, we're speaking with Well-F**ked All Star Keisha.I LOVE her story. She shares openly about the impact of being an underf**ked woman who was about to start taking antidepressants.And then some Supercock came along. And all was well in the world again.In this episode we cover:“I was a raging bitch and a ballbuster!”What a woman wants her man to do when she's emasculating him“Birth control sent me into the depths of hell”A numb vagina meets a jade egg“I had a prescription for Zoloft in my hand”Diving deep into stuff they never talked about in seven yearsSobriety as a tool to go deeperArguments cease in a well-f**ked worldRestoring the natural masculine/feminine polarityHow long can you go without sex in a well-f**ked relationship before you notice the disturbance?The healing power of yoni and lingam massagesTossing the vibrator foreverMultiple G-Spot orgasms for herHis orgasm is “a thousand times more powerful than it was before.”The better option to prescription antidepressants or hormones or weight loss drugs“Every time, it gets better. Every time we think that the last time was the best time, then the next time beats it.”Two people coming together as one personTHE COMING TOGETHER FOR COUPLES SALON IS NOW OPEN! 10 weeks to gourmet, life-changing sex!In my online signature program for creating conscious relationships and quantum sex you'll learn: Sexual reflexology and massage techniques for the yoni and lingam My prescription guide for different sexual positions to heal various ailments Tantric and Taoist techniques to harness your sexual energy and use it for healing, rejuvenation and creative genius How to have multiple, full-body and energy orgasms Supercock stamina techniques for men Amplifying masculine and feminine polarity to increase your chemistry attraction: going from buddies to headboard slammers And all my secrets to coming togetherhttps://kimanami.com/lovers

HOUR ONE: A Virginia pilot encounters a mysterious golden orb during a skydive flight! *** For those who claim to have spoken with extraterrestrials, they are told the aliens arrive here from other worlds. But what if the so-called aliens aren't really aliens at all – what if they are humans, visiting from the future? We begin with that story! (Aliens: Us From a Future Time?) *** Horror and Sci-Fi author and Weird Darkness fan J.D. Buffington doesn't believe in such things as ghosts. If Houdini couldn't reach his wife from the other side, then certainly no one else could, either, right? But that being said, J.D. has had some weird stuff take place in his life. (My Many Ghostly Encounters) *** Soon after moving into a sprawling Denver mansion, Russell Hunter sensed he wasn't alone. I'll share true events that inspired the film, “The Changeling”. (The Real Life Haunting That Inspired “The Changeling”)==========HOUR TWO: Colorado's best urban legends! *** A pitch black room at an inn, yields to a strange glow. (Comfort At The Comet Inn) *** Each year, hundreds of people simply disappear from parks and forests. What happened to them – and where are they? (People Are Vanishing Into Thin Air In Our National Parks) *** A series of unexplained incidents took place in the early 19th century at the Chase Vault, in the cemetery of the Christ Church in Oistins, Barbados. Each time the vault was opened to bury a family member, all coffins but one had changed position. (The Chase Vault)==========SUDDEN DEATH OVERTIME: Known as California's Freeway Killer, William Bonin used a Ford van to lure in teenage hitchhikers to rape and ruthlessly murder. (California's Freeway Prowler) *** A couple is haunted by a slain rooster! (Cock-a-Doodle BOO!)==========SOURCES AND REFERENCES FROM TONIGHT'S SHOW:“Virginia Pilot Encounters Mysterious Golden Orb During Skydive Flight” by Brandon Grimes for Paranormality Magazine: https://paranormalitymag.com/?ref=5714“Aliens: Us From a Future Time?” by Nick Redfern for Mysterious Universe: http://bit.ly/2JptCDF“My Many Ghostly Encounters” by J.D. Buffington from his Circus Sized blog: http://bit.ly/2YvapqF“The Real Life Events That Inspired ‘The Changeling'” by Orrin Grey for The Line Up: http://bit.ly/2xwnMLa“The Forgotten Epidemic” by Troy Taylor: http://bit.ly/2RUIA8M“Comfort At The Comet Inn” by Jubelee from YourGhostStories.com: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/93sauh8b“California's Freeway Prowler” by Giselle Ruiz from All That's Interesting: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/3hrvrs8z“The Chase Vault” from Ghost-Story.co.uk: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/2dzwvsjk“Cock-a-Doodle BOO!” by James McGuinness: (link no longer available)“People Are Vanishing Into Thin Air In Our National Parks” by an unknown author: (link no longer available)“Colorado's Best Urban Legends” from Paranormality Magazine: https://paranormalitymag.com/?ref=5714==========(Over time links seen above may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for material I use whenever possible. If I have overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it immediately. Some links may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)=========="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46==========WeirdDarkness®, WeirdDarkness© 2025==========To become a Weird Darkness Radio Show affiliate, contact Radio America at affiliates@radioamerica.com, or call 800-807-4703 (press 2 or dial ext 250).

Conan talks to Aadithya (Aadu) about working as a research engineer at the University of Washington School of Oceanography, his upcoming wedding, and the birds he associates with Conan, Matt, and Sona. Wanna get a chance to talk to Conan? Submit here: teamcoco.com/apply Get access to all the podcasts you love, music channels and radio shows with the SiriusXM App! Get 3 months free using this show link: https://siriusxm.com/conan.