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Hosts Jim DeRogatis and Greg Kot follow up a recent episode paying tribute to the sun with another set of songs about a celestial body. This time, they share their favorite songs about the moon — along with picks from the production staff.Join our Facebook Group: https://bit.ly/3sivr9TBecome a member on Patreon: https://bit.ly/3slWZvcSign up for our newsletter: https://bit.ly/3eEvRnGMake a donation via PayPal: https://bit.ly/3dmt9lUSend us a Voice Memo: Desktop: bit.ly/2RyD5Ah Mobile: sayhi.chat/soundops Featured Songs:The Beatles, "Mr. Moonlight," Beatles for Sale, Parlophone, 1964The Beatles, "With A Little Help From My Friends," Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, Parlophone, 1967Wire, "A Mutual Friend," 154, Harvest, 1979R.E.M., "Nightswimming," Automatic For The People, Warner Bros, 1992Songs:Ohia, "Blue Chicago Moon," Didn't It Rain, Secretly Canadian, 2002Credence Clearwater Revival, "Bad Moon Rising," Green River, Fantasy, 1969Janelle Monáe, "Many Moons," Metropolis: Suite I (The Chase), Bad Boy, 2007Brian Eno, "St. Elmo's Fire," Another Green World, Island, 1975Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, "Luna," Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Shelter, 1976Mitski, "My Love Mine All Mine," The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, Dead Oceans, 2023David Bowie, "Moonage Daydream," The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars, RCA, 1972Thin Lizzy, "Dancing in the Moonlight - Live," Live and Dangerous', Philips, 1978Los Lobos, "Kiko and the Lavendar Moon," Kiko, Slash, 1992The Rolling Stones, "Child of the Moon," Jumpin' Jack Flash / Child Of The Moon (Single), Decca, 1968Nick Drake, "Pink Moon," Pink Moon, Island, 1972Willie Nelson, "Darkness on the Face of the Earth," ...And Then I Wrote, Liberty, 1962Emmylou Harris, "Luxury Liner," Luxury Liner (Expanded & Remastered), Reprise, 2003Emmylou Harris, "Crescent City," Cowgirl's Prayer, The Grapevine, 1994SOFT PLAY, "Punk's Dead," HEAVY JELLY, BMG, 2024The Beach Boys, "Surf's Up," Surf's Up, Reprise, 1971The Cars, "Drive," Heartbeat City, Elektra, 1984See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Playlist: Jimmy Dee - The Monster HopBuck Owens & His Buckaroos - (It's a) Monster's HolidayRay Sanders - Graveyard DanceWanda Jackson - The Graveyard ShiftR.D. Hendon & the Western Jamboree Cowboys - Big Black CatBobby Dove - Haunted HotelRachel Brooke - Ghost of YouShane Ghostkeeper - GhostJason Isbell & The 400 Unit - If We Were VampiresSturgill Simpson - The Dead Don't DieJustin Curtis - Zombie BluesKim Lenz & Her Jaguars - Howl at the MoonChris Isaak - VoodooThe Bellfuries - Why Do You Haunt Me?Suckerpunch - WitchdoctorThe Cramps - Creature From the Black Leather Lagoon

In this episode of the Hot Wife Podcast, hosts Donna Lynn and Vince explore various themes surrounding relationships and intimacy, including the allure of Halloween, the dynamics of dominant positions in sexual encounters, and the power exchange that occurs in intimate relationships. They discuss the appeal of different sexual positions, such as missionary, cowgirl, and doggy style, while also touching on the primal nature of these acts and the underlying power dynamics at play. The conversation is light-hearted yet insightful, providing listeners with a candid look at intimacy and relationships.TakeawaysThe podcast emphasizes that the views expressed are personal opinions.Halloween is seen as a time for transformation and intimacy.Different sexual positions can signify varying levels of dominance and submission.Missionary position is often viewed as boring and lacking excitement.Cowgirl position allows women to take control and express their desires.Doggy style is considered primal and visually stimulating.Power dynamics in relationships can shift fluidly between partners.The hosts encourage listener engagement and feedback on topics.Intimacy is often a dance of power exchange between partners.The podcast aims to provide a candid and humorous perspective on adult relationships.

In this Cowgirls with Cameras episode, we're talking about how to level up your photography business by becoming a more professional, trusted, and connected photographer. Step one is to show up as your future self—create a clear vision for where you want your photography career to be in three to five years, and bring that confidence and professionalism into every client interaction. Step two is to get involved and learn the culture around you. Whether you photograph horses, families, or brands, being active in your photography community builds trust and visibility. Attend local events, invest in continuing education, network with other photographers, and look for ways to serve your community without always selling. Step three is to focus on being a good human in business. Share authentic behind-the-scenes moments, own your mistakes, respond to negativity with professionalism, give credit where it's due, and build a reputation for kindness, reliability, and respect. When you approach photography with professionalism, connection, and authenticity, your business naturally grows—and so does your community.

“Confidence comes from knowing what you're doing.” – Raymond HollabaughEpisode #242 of In The LOOP with Jordan Jo x The Cowboy Channel is here—and this one's a special one for me. I sit down with my husband, seven-time NFR qualifier and lifelong cowboy, Raymond Hollabaugh, for a conversation that's as honest as it gets.We talk about the mindset it takes to win when it counts, what real confidence looks like, and how practicing with purpose separates the good from the great. Raymond shares stories from the road, coaching lessons, and the kind of rodeo wisdom that only comes from years in the game.It's a heartfelt talk about growth and gratitude—inside and outside the arena. The highs, the lows, and the people who help you keep going.Watch Episode #242 now on YouTube: @officialrodeoliveListen on any podcast platform, and don't forget to subscribe, rate, and share this episode!#InTheLOOPPodcast #JordanJoHollabaugh #RaymondHollabaugh #Cowboy #Rodeo #WesternWayOfLife #Confidence #Mindset #GetInTheLOOP ----In The LOOP Podcast hosted by Jordan Jo Hollabaugh, is inspired by the western culture and breakaway roping lifestyle. This podcast highlights the raw, real, truth behind the box of the breakaway roping industry. Bringing you behind the scenes stories of what real life looks like everyday from; breakaway ropers, cowgirls, cowboys, producers, leaders, trailblazers, and the like, all sharing stories of the western culture and lifestyle that they live daily.In The LOOP Podcast & Fabrizio Marketing LLC are not responsible for any losses, damages, or liabilities that may arise from the use of this podcast.----New Episodes Every Friday @ 9a ET on Rodeo Live YT----Get In The LOOP Podcast with Jordan JoGet the Newsletter at | www.inthelooprodeo.com/Like us on Facebook | www.facebook.com/inthelooppodcast.jordanjoTag us on Instagram | www.instagram.com/inthelooppodcast.jordanjoFollow us on TikTok | https://www.tiktok.com/@jordanjo.hollabaughWatch more on our Youtube Channel Watch on Youtube @ JordanJoHollabaugh ... Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

One Wyoming Podcast with Ryan Thorburn Episode 64 at Cowgirl Basketball Media Day

Playlist: Dolly Parton - Here You Come AgainMarty Robbins - Utah CarolJenny Whiteley - Stealin' Stealin'Tyler Childers - Cuttin' TeethWilf Carter - The Midnight TrainHank Thompson, Merle Travis - Wildwood FlowerMargo Price - Maggie's FarmHackensaw Boys - Look Out Dog, Slow Down TrainRex Allen - CowpokeSteel Saddle - Under Your ArmsJean Shepard - Cigarettes And Coffee BluesMatt Patershuk - Bear ChaseJohnny Cash - Country BoyJoe Vickers - Brokeback SonJoe Nolan - Wake Up Sleepy AnnaBig Rig - Bachelorette

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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 4 Kung Fu Fighting In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Giving can make you richer while keeping leaves you only with what you have   Somewhere along the line the burn in my thighs and arms began to register with my hormone-stoked mind but the fires of lust kept me standing and humping. I was beginning to think I'd crash to the floor when Leigh's face lit up with passion and fear. "Put me down, Zane, put me down," she urged quietly. It took me a second to register the request and another to start maneuvering so that I could disconnect us, but that turned out to be a moment too long. Leigh hadn't been in pain; she had been on the verge of orgasm, and my jolts were the final straw. Leigh screamed loudly and in a way that could not be confused with anything but a woman coming to fruition. "Zane!!!!" she howled in a wall-shaking sonic explosion. Damn, she had to use my name, didn't she? We spun around and collapsed on the bed, Leigh on top for the nonce. She was still going off so I figured 'what the hell' and rolled over on top of her and went back to pounding away. Leigh's head was thrashing from side to side violently while her body trembled with the aftershocks of her detonation. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck ,  harder," she rasped out. As Leigh looked at me hungrily and began tearing kisses from me with bestial fury, I was beginning to think I'd short-circuited her higher brain functions. Her motor control skills were a function above par as her tongue, fingers, and cunt could attest. "Oh damn," she gasped, "oh fuck, oh damn ,  ah, ah, ah, ah , . Ah Fuck!" she groaned out before screaming her lungs off, shouting out my name again. She was driving her pelvis up against me, clawing at my shoulders and back, and kissing the hell out of me yet I still couldn't come. Leigh's eyes blinked then focused on me. "Are you trying to kill me?" she panted. I shook my head. "Why haven't you come?" she tried next. I had no good answer to that but Leigh rolled me over and started a slow but accelerating bounce, Cowgirl style. "I'm going to make you cum, you Bastard," she grinned ferociously. I admire a girl who likes a challenge but seriously, Leigh had seemed like such a sweet girl. "I'm going to own you, Zane Braxton," she growled as she continued to rock my world. "You can fuck the rest but you are coming home with me," she declared. Huh? Where did that come from? "Make me your bitch!" Ex-squeeze me? "Leigh?" called a worried female voice from outside the door, accompanied by a sharp knock. In a life approaching normalcy, this would be the point where we wrapped up in the sheets before the door opened; unfortunately, I was in Crazy Town. Leigh kept pounding me hard enough to make the bedsprings squeak. "Oh, God," gawked a fellow sorority sister as she opened the door and looked inside. "I , had nothing that came to mind that would obfuscate the situation. "He is so fucking good," gloated Leigh as she kept riding me. Her 'sister' stepped into the room and shut the door. "Hey, can I get up now?" I inquired. "No!" they both shouted at me. "You need to keep it down," the newcomer insisted. "They can hear you over the music by the pool," which meant they could hear Leigh, not me. With her message delivered I would have expected the second lady to leave but she didn't. Trying to change things up, I grabbed both of Leigh's wrists and pushed them behind her back. Leigh toppled forward allowing me to push her arms together and grip them in one of my hands. I used my now free hand to bring one of her breasts to my mouth and I took a nibble. "Make me scream," she begged. Been there, done that, been warned from doing that again. "You," I addressed the as-of-yet-unnamed sorority sister, "get me the sash from her bathrobe and her pillowcase." She looked at me with confusion. "Do it!" We kept going at it like wild animals until the girl came back with the sash and shook the pillow free from the pillowcase. "Here you are. What do you want me to do with this? And by the way, I'm Paris," she got out. "Paris, bind her hands behind her back with the belt," I instructed. Paris looked skeptical. "What about the pillowcase?" she questioned. "I'm going to gag her with it," I explained. Leigh looked frightfully turned on by the prospect. "I'm not sure about this," Paris worried. "Do it and then you can join us," Leigh offered; Paris almost bound my hand to Leigh's wrists, she was moving so fast. Paris gave me the pillowcase and I held it up for Leigh to bite down on which she promptly did allowing me to tie it behind her head. If nothing else, this was a learning experience for having fun with Barbie Lynn later. "What do I do?" Paris asked eagerly. "Strip," I commanded. As she was doing so I pulled Leigh off and positioned her at the head of the bed, face down and knees propped up on her pillow. Paris came to me; I pulled her into my lap and we started kissing. First Leigh growled in frustration, then she started groaning in arousal as Paris and I got into it. When I felt Paris was ready I bent her over and directed her toward Leigh's rear end. "What?" Paris wondered. "Taste her," I told Paris. She leaned forward and gave Leigh's cunt a good solid kiss, followed by a lick as Leigh moaned in response. Paris put a hand on each of Leigh's buttocks as a prelude to diving into her sister's favors. They developed a back and forth vocalization as Paris pushed Leigh forward before rebounding back. That part of the threesome off to a rocking start, I took an identical place behind Paris. She shuddered and spread her legs a little wider as I took my first taste of her. "Umm , she exhaled as I went from teasing her lips to dipping my tongue into her depths and twisting it among her folds, inserting a finger into her cunt just below. The clitoris came next, followed by slowly darting my tongue toward her anus. "Ah ,  wow," she moaned as I first touched it. When I went back down she actually twitched her ass and tried to lower herself down to catch my action. Ahead of me I could hear Leigh starting to go off again, muffled somewhat by her gag. Paris was preoccupied so I figured it was an opportune time to kneel behind her and insert my cock into her nicely snug cunt; for a moment I was afraid she was a virgin. I tried to moderate my progress into her but when I passed the halfway mark, Paris shoved her ass back against me. "Ugh ,  ah ,  that's ,  fantastic," Paris moaned as I flexed my member inside her cunt. Leigh mumbled something that I assumed was in the affirmative. A series of pushes and shoves were getting us into a good cadence to the point I finally felt my gut beginning to tense in preparation of my own climax; then the door opened. "Zane," Tawny stated with steely resolve. Both Leigh and Paris separated and rolled to their sides, staring warily at their Sorority President. I was sort of left on my knees with my pecker at attention. "I told you," Christina retorted smugly to Tawny, as if I was some prized pet. "Thirty-three minutes," Tawny noted on her watch. "It took him thirty-three minutes to bed two of my girls. That has to be some kind of World record." I had to think fast. "It's all my fault. I fell into the pool, pulling Leigh in with me, and when Paris showed up, I fumbled through. ", She fell into bed with you while simultaneously losing all her clothing as well?" Tawny taunted me. "That explanation works for me," I shyly agreed. "Zane, why is Leigh tied up and gagged?" Christina noted. "Rumor has it that Leigh is a screamer," Tawny informed Christina. "Oh, I think we can chalk that rumor down as confirmed," Christina smiled. "Can we get dressed and forget this ever happened?" I suggested. "The girls can get dressed, Zane, but what are you going to wear?" Tawny smirked as she kicked my pile of wet clothes. "Leigh, why don't you go over to Zane's place and ask his Aunt to give you a fresh set of clothes," Christina asked. Paris was rapidly getting redressed but when I crawled around her to free Leigh's hands she turned on me, pressed me to the mattress and gave me a serious oral assault. Leigh removed her gag, Paris sat up to resume dressing, and then Leigh took her turn kissing me before I could rise. "Enough," snapped Tawny to her two horny sorority sisters. Soon enough both ladies had left, but not before Leigh turned and mouthed 'catch you later' to me; I was left trying to decide if that was a promise or a threat. "Do I get something to wear now?" I pleaded. "No," Tawny responded, taking a seat at Leigh's desk and looking me over. Christina came over and sat at the head of the bed (I was still down by the foot). "So, Zane," Tawny mused, "does this happen to you often?" "No, well, actually, yes," I muttered in embarrassment, "though this is my first three-way since coming back to the States." "We could have another one right now," Christina stated, her voice husky with desire as she reached for my hand. I'm not sure what look of surprise/horror must have come over my face because both Christina and Tawny burst out laughing. "At least you don't assume you are 'all that,'" Tawny chuckled. "Oh, he has his egotistical moments," Christina informed her, "isn't that right, Zane?" I took that moment to cover my crotch with Leigh's pillow, which seemed only polite. Tawny waved her hand majestically. "Huh?" I wondered, which only had her make the same dismissive wave with her hand. "You have got to be kidding me?" Tawny looked to Christina who nodded her assent. "I, the protest began but I realized it was pointless so I removed the pillow exposing my still hard and as yet unrelieved cock. "To answer Christina's earlier question, I do have my moments but I think most of Christina's problems with me relate to the fact that I'm going to put her through a moral realignment," I related. "Oh?" Tawny looked surprised. "Do tell." "You saw that girl with more metal than sense that came in with us? Zane has gotten it into his head that he needs to defend her," Christina explained. "She deserves a chance here just like everyone else," I countered. "She's a thief, drug user, vandal, and generally violent to those around her; she's a felon," Christina lectured me. "You used to wear diapers; do I call you a bed-wetter?" I lashed back, followed by a moment of silence. "I see what you mean, Christina; he's very defensive of her. She must be pretty good in bed," Tawny observed. "As far as I know, they've never slept together; they are only friends," Christina informed her. "That's charming," Tawny remarked softly. "I found it quite grating at first but I confess his attitude has grown on me," Christina admitted. "You would think that given his living circumstances, he'd be more self-centered, " "Or gay," Tawny finished. "Don't you have boyfriends you should be meeting, or discovering?" I questioned. "I'm happy where I am," Christina answered. "Me too," Tawny added. I got up and headed for the door when Tawny stopped me. "Where do you think you are going?" "I need a wash cloth," I answered. "I'm a bit of a mess," I indicated my cock with a flicker of my eyes. Of course, my sneaking down the hall, naked, in the middle of a party would cause its own problems. "I'll take care of that," Tawny grinned. I had this sudden vision of Tawny going down on her knees and cleaning my cock with her lips and tongue but in reality, she headed to the door, called over a sister, and sent her on the errand. I flopped back on the bed with a sigh then let my eyes wander around the room. They came to rest on Christina who was studying me. I leaned over, propped myself up on my tortured knees and leaned in to kiss her because it was something I wanted to do since I first met her. "No," she responded. I kept leaning in until she raised a finger to my lips to stop my progress. "No," she repeated, but a playful fire danced in her eyes. I stopped and rocked back onto my ass. Tawny had watched the exchange with interest and now came off the chair and stood before me. I was looking into the cleavage of her burgundy shirt and nice, if not Barbie-licous, tits. I rose up, put my hands on her elbows, and started to pull her toward me but she shook her head. Tawny took my hands, untangled them from my hold on her, and pressed them behind my back. This has the unwelcome effect of propelling her pubic area onto my over-eager cock. I had the strangest feeling Rio had scrawled 'Lil Bitch' on my forehead with red lipstick because I was being freaking abused by these two. She drew me into a kiss that rolled into another like waves crashing upon the beach. By the end we were both panting, our bodies pressed tightly together. Tawny rested her head against my chin (she's tall with heels) and looked upon Christina. "Aren't you worried about someone taking him away?" she teased her fellow Alpha female. "He'll be there when I want him," Christina stated smugly. "I think we need to clarify our relationship," I mutter to Christina through Tawny's hair. "I was leaning more toward making you my sex toy and keeping you in my basement." "Truly, Zane, would you ever restrain me?" Christina asks seductively. "Physically or emotionally?" I ask. "Emotionally," she answered. "No. I could never do that to you, Christina. It would kill you inside," I respond truthfully. "See?" Christina told Tawny, "He loves me." Tawny's reaction is not what I expected. She turned back so that our eyes are only inches apart. "If you ever need help getting over that heartache, you know where to come," she breathed into me. "Ah, thank you?" I managed to get out. A girl knocked on the door, breaking our embrace as Tawny had to go to the door and get my wash cloth and towel. By the time I was done Leigh had come back breathless with a fresh set of clothes for me. While I got dressed Tawny and Christina left, dragging Leigh along with them. I hadn't been here an hour but I already felt like I'd been through three rounds of a prize fight. Reaching Heaven Sliding through the halls I ended up near the game room when someone backed into me. It was Heaven being aggressively advanced on by a tall, slender guy in an AKA jacket, so I side-stepped Heaven and placed an arm around her waist. Heaven's head flashed toward me first in anger, then in surprise. "Hey, Heaven," I greeted her, and since she was still looking at me, I kissed her lightly on the lips. Fortunately, Heaven actually managed to look grateful for the intervention but things weren't over yet. "Hey, buddy," the guy smiled with not a hint of friendliness as he pushed my chest, "I'm working here." "Hey, buddy," I grinned right back, "she came here with me." "Ha," he snorted, "this is an AKA, Kappa Sig function. If you crash the party, you should expect to share," as if my ladies were a candy bar or a pack of gum. As he spoke, he reached for Heaven's arm to pull her away but I caught his wrist. "We were invited too so you should back off and find someone else more appreciative of your charms," I warned him. He shook his wrist free and gave us an evil grin as he backed off. "She's not worth it," he sneered. "Loser," Heaven shot right back, giving him a palpable slap to his ego. I caught sight of Chastity watching the whole exchange, giving me a quick nod before feigning attention for a blonde, buff AKA brother; Heaven had another guardian but I'd interfered before she'd come into play. "Zane, you can let go of me now," Heaven muttered. "No. You have to kiss me first," I whispered into her ear. "Not going to happen," Heaven declared softly. I waited for her to shrug me off but she didn't. "Do you want to go out back?" I asked. "No," was her monosyllabic response. "Listen, we can go outside and have a good time, or I can take you upstairs and fuck your ass until, I whispered into her ear ", you beg me to stop." "I'm not afraid of you," she defied me, at which point I steered her to the stairs heading up. We found the linen closet open and unoccupied so we slipped in, shut the door, and turned off the light so the only illumination came from the slats in the door. I pressed Heaven's back against the wall and dove into her tasty lips. Heaven responded hungrily, wrapping her arms around my neck and running her hands through my hair. I had to remind myself that this woman had been painfully cruel to me on multiple occasions. "Thank you, Zane," Heaven whispered up to me, her dark eyes glimmering in the pale light seeping in from the door. I decided to not ask what she was thanking me for. "You aren't trying to get out of having sex with me, are you?" I taunted her back. My first instinct was to force her to turn around facing the wall and having my way with her, there was still a bit of lingering hate on my part going on but, "Turn around," I requested. Seeing her hesitation,  "I really want you right now." "Oh," she exhaled, then she giggled and turned around, taking little steps and rubbing against me. "Let me know what you like," I whispered into her ear. I let my hands coast along her throat until my fingertips touched, then I withdrew them back around and down her shoulders. I felt a slight flutter course through Heaven before I worked down her back to linger at her ass. I knelt behind Heaven and began massaging each cheek in turn, moving them together then pulling them apart. I kept the massage going for two minutes before Heaven began slipping her high heels farther apart and pushing back against me. I let my hands slide down to the bottom of her short red dress, then began hiking it up to the small of her back. She had on a thong which I imagined made strapping down her own cock a little difficult. I kissed her left cheek first; Heaven trembled so I kissed the other, inducing a tiny moan. I rested my hands on her hips and pulled her back into my kiss, swiveling her hips sensually around so that I could bring them to my lips. In the dim light I could see Heaven ball up her fists and claw the wall in sexual tension. I pulled her ass floss aside and began to dart my tongue from the top of her ass and working my way down. Heaven pushed up on her toes eagerly, trying to move my tongue to her anus. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked her. "Stop and I'll beat you back into high school," she growled in a throaty voice. I'm not sure how hard you would have to stomp someone to beat them back a whole school year but I definitely decided to not find out. I began slowly probing her ass with my tongue, occasionally licking up to the cleft and down to the cloth covering her balls. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ah, ah, ah, ah," Heaven panted. "Oh, yes, fuck yeah, right there," she went on and on. I sneaked a hand between her legs and brought it up subtly to her contained cock and began to rub it, causing her to jolt, clench her teeth, and stifle a yelp. "Am I better than Christina?" I asked. Heaven shimmied in agitation before responding. "No, but you are good," she allowed. I answered that with a finger coming up and pressing into her ass. I alternated between tongue and finger until she was good and slick. I stood up, unzipped my pants, and pulled them down with my underwear. "I hope you are ready," I informed her, with my need evident as my cock came free and rubbed up between her ass cheeks. Heaven started trying to reposition herself to capture me inside her. "Are you going to make me your lover?" I whispered into her ear. "Shut up," she gasped back. I drew back even as she pushed up as far as she could go and tried to wiggle her asshole onto my cock. "I don't want this to be some random fuck, Heaven. I want to do this again. Make me your lover," I repeated. Heaven groaned loudly. "No," she choked back a sob. I pressed the tip of my cock against her opening and she responded by slowly pushing against me. "I, I'm, Zane, I'm, she whimpered with self-doubt. "You are beautiful," I told her softly. "Ah, she gasped as her resistance collapsed and my prodding head popped in. "Zane," she purred, "so good." I was sure it was painful but Heaven wouldn't show it. "Make me your lover," I said yet again as I slid a bit more of me into her rectum. "No," she moaned, so I stopped myself and held us there. "Don't pull out," she begged. "I'm not going to," I promised her, "but say it anyway." "You are my lover," she whispered. "You are my lover," she repeated a little louder. "Now tell me you're my bitch," I taunted her. "You are my bitch," she teased me right back between sobs of pleasure. "I'll take that," I told her, before nibbling on her earlobe. I kept tantalizing he ear, neck, and shoulder as I let her gently adjust to my cock as it entered her. "Oh, God," she exhaled softly, "is there more?" "Yes, but you are over half way," I calmed her. "We'll take it easy." "Oh, oh, oh, God, fill me up, you bastard," she panted. "I can take it, oh, God, I can take it." She was psyching up for the extreme sensations she was going through. She wasn't losing her anal virginity; she was losing it again but in her way, on her terms. I slowed my entrance when I heard her choked sobs. I pressed down on her until my head was beside hers. It was left unspoken that I was here if she needed to express herself. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, then she noticed how I was positioned and she fell silent for a moment. "Zane, I'm, okay." "Damn, Heaven, you are so sexy right now," I groaned, "so damn tight." "Fuck me like you mean it," she replied, "like I'm your woman." "I'm not all the way in yet," I cautioned her. "Oh, well, get to it. I, I can take it," she ground out somewhat fearfully. "Promises, promises," I playfully scolded her, accentuated by short jabs deeper into her ass. "Oh, fuck you," she gasped. "I can, I can do this, I can do this, oh, God." On the last 'oh God,' I finally pressed as tightly to her ass as I could and settled there. We remained locked together until Heaven reached back and ran her fingers through my hair. "I'm ready," she whispered to me. "Heaven, I'm going to do what I promised; I'm going to fuck you until you can no longer stand," I reminded her. "You don't, have, what it takes, freshman. Give it, your, best shot," she panted. I didn't rush to her challenge right away, taking it nice and slow at first. My cock withdrew until my cockhead was at the point it distended her anus. "Ah, perfect," she whimpered and started to tremble uncontrollably. I started returning to her, letting her vibrations rise and crash as I made my way back down. On that last inch down Heaven suddenly pushed back against me and cried out, "Yes!" This made me smile. Sex is good, but sex when your partner is totally into the sex is fantastic. It still baffled me that people would want to use sex as pain, to punish. It is like cooking a five-course meal and eating the ashes of your campfire instead. I moved my hands from her hips to her breasts, caressing them as I repeated the process of receding then plunging in deep. Heaven reacted by thrusting my cock home and grunting from her gut as she did so. Our pace and tempo increased until I was slamming her hard, the sweat on her ass and my thighs enhancing the 'slap, slap' as we went at it. Heaven shuddered, then she desperately reached out and fumbled among the towels. A hand towel came flying my way and I noticed she grabbed another one and began shoving it between her legs, she was about to orgasm. "Don't let me scream," she hissed. Since one hand was down below and the other was keeping me from pumping her through the wall, I figured she wanted to be muffled. I got there right on time as Heaven made seven sharp intakes of breath then cried out. I reveled in her anal ring spasms around me, the heat of her body burning my cock with her intensity. When Heaven began to slump as she coasted down from her high I released her breast and wrapped an arm around her waist and held her against me. Heaven's knees wobbled but she didn't fall so it was time to turn up the screws. "Round two, Heaven," I warned her as I picked up my piston-like motion once again and released the towel on her shoulder. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, you bastard," she gasped. Now I rested my hands on her hips once more to maintain our rhythm. I could feel Heaven struggling to keep up her breathing with her diaphragm constantly disrupted by her sexual aftershocks. My pounding into her weak flesh caused her tight, firm ass to ripple and brought forth more animalistic noises from Heaven. "What a great piece of ass," I praised her. "I want you, Heaven, and I'm not going to stop loving your body until you can't take it anymore." "Fuck you, oh, yes, God,  God yes, I'm, and I muffled her once again as the second eruption came quickly after the first. I remained merciless in my assault, to the point I had pushed her fully against the wall, still on the tips of her toes. I wouldn't stop; I felt this was a challenge we should both meet. "Ah, Zane, tell me, you, love me," Heaven wheezed. "I love you, Heaven. You feel so right in my arms," I gasped. She sighed lustfully and I kept thrusting. "I, I can't take anymore," she begged with bated breath. "I want to hear you say that you surrender to me," I growled as I let my cock reach its farthest penetration, then gave one might shove entering new territory. Heaven's mind and body collapsed at that moment. She hit her orgasm as she lost total emotional and physical control. She was flopping against me until she retreated from her third climax and she was pretty much at my mercy. I pulled her off me, slowly rolled her over on the wall and let her slide down. Heaven's crotch was covered with a towel. I stepped forward with my cock pressing toward her face. "Suck it," I demanded of Heaven. She looked up at me defiantly, then to my cock with fatigued breaths. My cock had just come out of her ass and here it was within tongue's reach of her lips. Heaven looked over her options and right at the point I was sure she would refuse, two trembling hands rose up and took hold of my shaft and balls. Her tongue licked the tip of my cock; Heaven judged the taste and she went back down to take in more of my cock. One hand stroked the staff while the other began massaging my balls. After several efforts to swallow most of my chock she started talking. "You Bastard," she gulped. "Next time cum in my ass, but right now I'm thirsty." I took my hands to her head and began fucking her face at a steady pace. Heaven pressed her hands against my thighs to stop me then started bobbing her head instead. She wasn't the best yet but she was improving wonderfully, learning more patience as well as becoming a better judge of my reactions to what she was doing. Gobbling and slurping noises followed as her uncertainty faded and she began to bask in the power she had over me. "Ready to cum, Zane?" she said with a sloppy wet smile. I nodded vigorously. "I'm not done with you yet," she laughed, "so you had better keep it together." "Crap," I gasped, as she took in more of me than previously done. She let my cockhead rub against the back of her mouth repeatedly before finally pushing it past her gag reflex. She couldn't do it for long but she kept at it until I couldn't take the throat contractions anymore. "Cumming," I gasped. Heaven grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me in as far as she dared. She didn't press her nose to my stomach but she came close. I grabbed her head and began shooting off into her throat. Heaven choked and sputtered, drinking me down in several gulps. She ran her tongue along my shaft as she languidly withdrew me to her lips. She sealed her blowjob with a final kiss and lick to my head, catching that last drop of semen. Heaven slumped against the wall panting heavily, licking her lips and letting her hands fall to her lap. Kung Fu Fighting "Is this what it is like?" she whispered more to herself than me. I lifted her up onto her shaky legs and pulled her tightly to my chest. "No, she muttered, but then her tone changed and she wrapped her arms around my waist, "Fuck it," she sighed, and put her head on my chest. "I can hear your heartbeat," she commented. "Your breath against my chest feels pretty good too," I whispered to her. "Let's get dressed," she responded after a moment. "We should get back to the party." "I hate you," Heaven declared as we were cleaning up. "Why?" I wondered. Had I accomplished nothing? "You are fun," she snapped, as if she was declaring me to be a Satanist. "That is a bad thing?" I questioned. "Yes, no, damn it, I want to spend time with you and that's not right," she explained desperately. Seeing that her message wasn't getting through, "You are a man," she added. "I have no idea what you have against my gender but can't you take a chance and believe that I'm not like other men who have been in your life?" I suggested. "See, that is why you are bad for me," she sounded exasperated. "I want to believe you and I know you only want me for the sex." "Yes, absolutely; I want to have sex with you. Heaven, you are a terribly attractive woman and what is wrong with wanting to make love to you?" I countered. That brought her up short as she looked deeply into my eyes. "Zane, I'm not a woman; I'm a guy," Heaven whispered. "Did we just make love?" I reposed. I could see her struggle with that and then I knew; she'd been fucked and used like some, piece of meat but a man had never made love to her until now. "Yes, Zane, yes, we did," she said softly. "We made love." "Good, because I'd like to do it again. Can I expect to see you once a month?" I requested. "Once a month," Heaven told me with a sweet smile on her face, "I'm far hungrier than that." "We may have to work something out with Barbie Lynn," I pointed out. "Barbie Lynn can kiss my ass," Heaven declared, and to emphasize her point, she grabbed my cock through my pants, saying "Mine!" with a shark-like snarl. "Weren't you kicking my ribs in three days ago?" I reminded her. "Oh, don't be a wimp," she snapped, but like lightning flashing across the horizon, she changed tack. "I promise I'll make it up to you," she moaned as she rubbed her body against me. "I'd like for you to make it up to Rio too," I hinted. "Hell, no!" Heaven growled. "There is no way I'm going to fuck Rio." "Damn right; if Rio knew she was going to have sex with you, she'd go out and buy the biggest strap-on possible and you wouldn't walk straight for a week," I nodded. "You would like to see that, wouldn't you?" she suspiciously accused me. "No. That would hurt like a bitch and I don't want to walk funny for a week," I replied straight-faced. For a millisecond Heaven got angry, then she let it bleed away and laughed instead. Maybe Rio taking my ass with a dildo was something Heaven found amusing. "Fine, Joker. Let's get back to the party before Christina realizes I'm missing," Heaven told me. "Turn around," I asked her. Heaven glared at me then rolled her eyes in mock disgust, turned around, and thrust her ass back. I leaned down and bit each cheek once more. I was rewarded with another sharp intake of breath by Heaven which she attempted to hide. "Can't get enough?" she purred while looking at me over her shoulder and smiling. Heaven was clearly enjoying herself, which was kind of neat, but I didn't want her getting too cocky. I stood and spanked her hard on the ass causing her to jump. "Ow!" she got out before I took her jaw in hand and kissed her. Our tongues wrestled and entwined deeply before we separated and made for the door. We stepped out to mild applause from a gathering of eavesdroppers before making it to the stairs. Out of the blue, Heaven reached out and interlaced her fingers in mine as if it was the most normal thing in the world. As we walked into the kitchen Hope detached herself from some guy who was busier staring at the cleavage of her strapless white dress than actual conversation. "Where have you guys, oh, my God," she giggled as she looked into Heaven's blushing face. "Shit, Zane, how many girls do you plan to nail tonight?" "It's not like I have some Grand Plan, Hope," I shrugged helplessly. "When is my turn?" Hope joked as the guy she'd been talking to came up. Heaven gripped my arm tighter but I had the feeling that had more to do with Hope's comment. "October twenty-second at eight-thirty," I tossed back to her. Hope smiled at us before pulling Heaven to her. "Let Zane go for a while," she told Heaven softly. "We know where he lives ,  and where he sleeps." Together, the two ladies turned to face the 'guy', allowing me to head out in search of Iona. Oh, So This is How I Got Here I found Iona corned by some dark-haired stocky man against the bar. Iona had 'victim' written all over her face and he was coming across as a pit bull with the scent of blood. "Zane!" Iona squeaked as she forced herself past him and into my arms. "Hey, Babe," I responded with real affection, stroking her hair gently for emphasis. "I told you my boyfriend was coming for me," Iona told the AKA man scowling at me. He skulked off for greener pastures and Iona wrapped her arms around my waist. "I prayed you'd come back for me. You left me and I couldn't find you," she pleaded. "Iona, why didn't you simply text me using '911'?" I questioned her. "I'd have come running." Iona, our tech-genius, blushed in embarrassment at my simple suggestion to her dilemma. "Oh, yeah, I could have done that," she mumbled. We spent several minutes rocking slowly to the music, Iona pressing with her back to me and my arms around her. "I have to go to the bathroom," she told me quietly. "Come with me?" "Girl's bathroom, here we come," I smiled down at her. We made our way to the middle of the house to one of two lower bathrooms, this one devoted to girls for the night. As Iona gave me a quick, shy grin and disappeared behind the door, I realized some asshole was giving me the once over. It was the AKA who had been scoping out Heaven. I met his glare until he turned away and left. Cappadocia gave me a friendly bump as she slipped past me and went into the bathroom as well. "Oh, Zane, giggled Cappy, mimicking Leigh's earlier outburst which led me to groan and slump against the wall. Iona came out and beamed with pleasure, maybe dreading that I would have abandoned her again. Something caught her eye that caused that smile to fade into concern. I looked her way and saw the pit bull, and he'd gained a buddy. Fortunately, the hall ran both ways so I took Iona by the arm and turned to go the other direction, where I saw Heaven's old beau and he'd grown two AKA clones. With pain so imminent on the horizon I had to wonder if I'd been such a total bastard. "Get help," I hissed to Iona before pushing her away from me. I moved so my back was to the bathroom door. "Zane-boy," mocked the Heaven guy, "let's go out back and talk." "No, thanks," I smiled, "I may be a horny fucker but you are too much of a cunt for me." As you might guess, that didn't go over well. I weighed my responses and decided my best option was to drag things out until a few FFU ladies could come to my rescue so I let them grab hold of me. What I had underestimated was their sense of entitlement. They didn't feel the need to hide my beat-down. They shoved me through the girl's bathroom door and poured in after me, ready for an immediate infliction of my punishment. The one silver lining was that they'd thrown the first punch so I was free to lash out. I kicked the first guy coming for me, knocking him back into the wall beside the door. I snaked a punch past the second man's guard but then they overwhelmed me and slammed me into the far wall. I blocked with my thighs and forearms until they pinned my arms, then the body blows began. "Hold him up," the Heaven butthole growled to his buddies, "I'm going to kick his ass." "Since your fist is as tiny as your cock, that's hardly a threat," I gasped. My dumb comment earned me a crunching blow to the ribs. Right then, the stall beside us opened up revealing Cappadocia as she stepped out. "Get out of here, bitch," the guy closest to her snapped. Cappadocia had a moment to assess the situation. "I kick ass for the Lord," she stated clearly. "Huh?" the guy had just enough time to say before Cappadocia's spin-kick caught him along his jaw line, slammed his face into the tiled wall, and re-arranged his dental work. At the same time, my main assailant hammered me again but Cappadocia rapidly became a primary diversion. It was a real pity; they should have been watching the door because Heaven came storming through and kidney punched the first (non-me) bastard she came across. A third guy managed to raise his arms fast enough to partially deflect Cappadocia's next punch. As they released me, I slumped half-way down the wall before Heaven's bastard launched another kick at me. I was able to block it with my arms. He hauled back again with a snarl on his face when Heaven blazed up behind him, grabbed the back of his head, and pummeled it into the wall. Heaven spun around as Cappadocia yanked me up. Against us, the last three AKA were gathering themselves for our rush. Another frat-boy opened the door. "Guys, is everything, he began before Rio smashed that nice looking vase I'd last seen in the entryway over the man's head. The guy staggered and fell to one knee so Rio kicked him in his ass and sent him sprawling on the floor. Before she could get off more than one war-whoop, yet another AKA yanked her into the hall. Heaven was fierce and I knew Cappadocia could fight but I was far less certain of how well Rio could defend herself; we charged. Now, please understand that FFU does not turn out super-commandos. It stresses physical fitness and discipline but that doesn't overcome the basic advantage of height, weight and reach of the average AKA brother. Add to that, we were outnumbered two to one and things were looking bad. One unforeseen advantage we possessed was that if you were FFU, every guy was the enemy (some were still a little conflicted by my existence). The same did not hold true for Alpha Kappa Alpha. Nearly half the girls were Kappa Sigma. All it really took was Iona being a smart little camper. Iona found Christina and Tawny and rapidly brought them up to speed with the crisis. Christina quickly moved to get her girls out while Tawny rallied her troops to break up the fight. It was inevitable that some confused AKA punched out a Kappa Sig, at which point chaos broke out. In the midst of this, Rio and I bolted for the back in order to gather all the girls in the back of the house. Heaven and Cappadocia did the same, heading up to the front. The plan was, we'd make for my house with as many as we could gather. With some effort I made it out the back gate with eight of my ladies and we ran for the wood line separating the properties. As we broke through into view of Aunt Jill's house, we ran into Christina and the rest of our expedition. A quick check showed that though we were bloody and torn, we were all accounted for. The look Christina gave me was scathing and I accepted it with shame because I'd promised my school mates a fun time, not a melee. I was figuring this was the end when Heaven came up and took my hand, smiling up at me. "That was fun," she laughed. Charity, Faith, and Hope nodded, along with more than half of the other girls. "What the fuck?" I muttered. Rio laughed and slapped me on the back. "Just like old times, minus the gunshots and sirens," Rio declared ecstatically. On cue, the sirens began in the distance. As we raced to the house, Heaven couldn't stop grinning like a maniac "Damn it, Zane, you stapled a smile to her face," Christina glowered at me once we got inside and, with the quartet, we separated from the rest. "You fucked her, didn't you?" "What makes you think that?" I evaded. It wasn't like she was either of our parents. "Assume for a moment I haven't known her like she's my own twin sister, no, wait, you can't because she is like my twin sister," Christina pointed out. She reached out and took Heaven by the arm. "Tell me you didn't let him fuck you," she pleaded with her friend. "I, uh, yes, I dragged him into a closet and let him fuck me up the ass until I could no longer stand, and I loved it, and he wants to do it to me again," Heaven fought back, "and again." "Zane, why did you do this to her?" Christina turned back to me. "Duh!" I grumbled, "She's hot and she likes sex. I wasn't aware I needed any more motivation." Chastity lost it and began giggling, which brought down Hope's iron exterior as well. Christina shot them a glance but Chastity wouldn't stop. "Christina, I think we have a bigger concern," Chastity stated. "What is that?" Christina responded cautiously. "I'd worry about which one of us Zane nails next," Chastity explained between snickers. "Wow," I sighed, "you make it sound like I'm some sort of sexual predator." "Zane, you are a sexual predator," Hope pointed out. "I prefer the term service provider," I quipped. Heaven snuck up on me and took my hand. I immediately suspected a judo throw was in my future but instead, she snuggled around my arm like a mini Barbie Lynn. I was suddenly missing the Heaven who wanted to kick me because I knew that personality, where this new one was a mystery. "Heaven?" Christina questioned her, clearly as confused as me. "Hey, I've never had a boyfriend before," Heaven shrugged. "I want to get some use out of him." Christina had no comeback for that. I'm thinking 'boyfriend?' "You do realize you are going to have to share him?" Hope pointed out. "As long as those other girls know their place, I'm okay with that," Heaven stated matter-of-factly. "On that note, I'm going to go look for some ladies that actually appreciate me," I announced as I untangled myself from Heaven. As I broke free, Heaven made a grab for my elbow. "Can we, you know, get together tomorrow?" she asked. I stroked her cheek around her ear and into the hair at the back of her head, bringing her head to me so that we could kiss. "Sure. I'll pick you up around five. We can hit a restaurant then can catch a movie," I outlined. Heaven blinked with uncertainty. "I, what?" she muttered. "Heaven, Zane is asking you out on a date," Christina explained to her friend. Heaven looked over to me for confirmation so I nodded. "Say 'yes'," Chastity goaded Heaven, who had been rendered speechless. "Yes," Heaven said to me. "I'll pick you up in the parking lot at five," I told her before departing in search of Rio, Iona, and Barbie Lynn. Running Away From the Fight "Zane," Barbie Lynn greeted me happily and swept into my arms. Rio couldn't stop grinning like a lunatic and even Iona looked pleased. I was getting ready to do some serious tonsil hockey with Barbie when, "Zane," called out Aunt Jill sounding worried and confused. I took a deep breath and headed to the stairs were she was standing, still groggy from sleep, in her dressing gown. "Hey, Jill, the party is over and we'll be heading out soon. There is nothing to worry about," I soothed her. "Is that sirens I hear?' she inquired. "I'll go out and check," I promised her and with her nod I whispered good-bye to my closest girls and headed for the front door. As I opened the door Christina moved to my side with a questioning glance. "I need to find out how much trouble I've caused the Kappa Sig's," I explained. "I agree, we need to go find out how bad the trouble is and apologize to Tawny," Christina corrected me. We walked once more across the lawn, this time in silence. As we crossed into Kappa Sigma property we noted that most of the cars had departed already but two Sheriff's Deputies had arrived. Tawny Flores (the Kappa Sigma Chapter President), Leigh (a sister) and some guy I didn't recognize were talking to them. "That is Richard O'Fallon, the President of the AKA Chapter," Christina informed me in a hushed tone. They all flashed us looks as we stopped close by, the lead deputy looking our way. "That is Christina Buchanan from FFU; she's was a guest at our party, and the boy next to her is Zane Braxton, our next door neighbor," Tawny introduced us. I waited for the other shoe to drop but it didn't. No one was pressing charges and after taking our statements the Deputies left, somewhat perturbed. Richard gave the briefest of nods before departing himself. From inside the Sorority house we could hear the noises of the sisters cleaning up. "Well?" Christina asked of Tawny. "I'm still thinking it over," Tawny responded. "It isn't like a bunch of frat boys are going to admit some girls from a Christian school kicked their asses. Now I need to decide what to do with you. Zane, who threw the first punch?" "I don't know his name but he was the AKA brother who had been hitting on Heaven earlier. He and four of his brethren shoved me into the downstairs women's bathroom. Earlier he had made a grab for Heaven so I grasped his wrist, but that was as far as that encounter went and that was over an hour before the fight," I related. "Kappa Sigma has had a relationship with Alpha Kappa Alpha for nearly fifty years. They say you started it. Why should I believe you?" Tawny persisted. "You may not know me well and I may not be the smartest guy in the world, but do you really think I'd start a fight with five guys in a girl's bathroom?" I answered. "Yet you still managed to win," she smiled inquisitively. "I lay the blame for my legendary fighting prowess on Heaven who was the first to come running, and Cappadocia who was actually in the bathroom when the fight started. She's sub-captain of the Karate Team and one of the guys called her a bitch. He'd be the brother on the way to the dentist," I added. "I'll vouch for them," Christina stated, "and for Zane. He's not in the habit of being truthful, but he's not going to blame someone else for things he's done either." Considering how tumultuous our relationship had been, that was high praise from Christina indeed. "I believe that the sisters and I will have to vote on this matter," Tawny addressed Christina. "We will let you know of our decision in a few days." With that we were dismissed. I walked by Christina's side as we made our exit. At the tree line I looked to Christina. "I'm sorry," I said softly. "Did you mean to start a fight?" Christina inquired calmly. "No." "Have you ever been to a frat/sorority party before?" she continued. "No." "Then what are you apologizing for? You didn't see this coming and you didn't force anyone to show up with you. We came to have fun, we made a mistake, and now I will deal with the consequences," she finished saying. I reached out, took her hand and she didn't pull away. It took about thirty minutes to get all the FFU girls squared away and most on the road home. Heaven made sure to give my ass a quick squeeze as she departed. By the time I trundled Jill off to bed I'd convinced her that Rio, Iona, and Barbie Lynn could stay. Rio and Iona would share my bed while Barbie Lynn would get the one finished guest room and I'd get the couch downstairs. I lay downstairs for some time, ruminating over the mess I'd made of things and trying to figure a way out of it, but eventually sleep overcame me. In my dreams my mind wandered over all kinds of improbable events but became focused on a fantasy where Rio, Barbie Lynn, and Leigh were looking down on me and smiling and I was sure sex would ensue. "Zane, Zane wake up," Barbie Lynn whispered to me. "Huh, what, am I awake? Is this real?" I muttered. Now, two things of note; the girls were lined up leaning over the back of the sofa, Barbie Lynn closest to my head, then Rio, and Leigh (at my waist) and that Barbie Lynn and Rio, not having any sleepwear, were wearing my white dress shirts, closed by only the two lowest buttons, while Leigh was in a thin white tank top and short cut-off denim shorts (which I would see in a moment). It was around sixty-five degrees outside so Leigh's thick, long nipples were poking through. Rio and Barbie were proving that no matter how crisp the look, a girl always looks better in your shirt than you do. Rio's breasts were playing peek-a-boo with me, but Barbie's were clearly on the verge of busting loose with two luscious mounds of succulent flesh. Barbie Lynn kicked up her heels and tipped over the back of the sofa and dangled her boobs over my face. "Is this real enough for you, Honey?" she murmured to me. "Are you sleeping in the nude, Zane?" Rio teased me. She knew that I was wearing gym shorts. "I'll check," Leigh volunteered. Before I could do much more than prop myself up on my elbows, and bury my face into Barbie Lynn's chest, Leigh had a hand underneath my light blanket, on top of my shorts, and caressing my throbbing member (I was having a good dream). "Poo," Leigh pouted, "he has shorts on." "Hurry and take them off," urged Rio. "He hasn't has sex in over two hours; the poor bastard must be near death from under-stimulation!" "Your compassion overwhelms me," I muttered sarcastically through Barbie's bounty. By some mystic convergence I ended up with a nipple in my mouth smothering further protest. I was aware of the blanket being yanked away, my shorts being pulled down my legs and then someone standing on my chest, gak! Barbie Lynn pulled away from me, moving around the head of the sofa and exposing me to the sight of Rio balancing on my chest and stripping off her shirt. Leigh gingerly vaulted over the back, shimmied her tiny denim shorts down exposing her neatly trimmed cunt for everyone to see. Rio tossed her/my dress shirt aside, displaying her lack of underwear, and Barbie quickly revealed the same as she appeared once more beside my head. "What the hell is going on?" I growled. I should be forgiven for my non-sexual thoughts because I'd had sex earlier in the evening, I was concerned over the damage I may have done to Christina, and it was my prudish Aunt's house. "I was asleep with Iona when this horny bitch, Leigh," Rio gestured to Leigh while rhythmically balancing from foot to foot on my chest, "came climbing through your window." "I left it open when I came over earlier to get your clothes," Leigh confessed. What she didn't mention was how she had to scale the trellis to get to the second floor. "She was kinky enough to put her tongue into my ear," Rio continued, "like the fucking tease she is but stopped when I turned over looking for a little hot, sweaty lesbian action." "I didn't want to stop," Leigh protested. "I only suggested that we add Zane in." "And Barbie Lynn?" I questioned, which caused Rio to roll her eyes. "I figured you weren't lame enough to actually be sleeping where you were supposed to be so we went over to Barbie-luscious' room, licked her to multiple orgasms," Rio went on. "No, they did not," denied Barbie Lynn. "We might have if she had not been up waiting on you," Leigh grinned. "So we came down to find you," Rio finished. "Where is Iona?" I asked. "We left her in bed," Rio confessed. Leigh scooted down my legs, past my knees and wrapped her hand around my cock. I took that as an invitation to let my left arm drape off the sofa to Barbie Lynn's leg just shy of her ankle and then worked my way up. Rio drew my gaze and settled down on her knees so that I could place my right hand between her legs. "You were going to have an orgy and not invite her?" I said, rapidly followed by, "Rio, you forgot two of your piercings," I reminded her as I playfully tugged on her lower lip

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In this episode of Cowgirls with Cameras, we're tackling one of the most important ways you can elevate your photography business: upping your professionalism with contracts, policies, and procedures. From creating step-by-step systems that save time and build consistency, to tailoring contracts that protect both you and your clients, we cover the essentials every equine photographer needs. You'll learn why contracts are more than legal paperwork, they're a communication tool and a form of customer service. We also share how to train yourself to stick to your own systems, set clear expectations with clients, and use policies to create smoother sessions and faster artwork delivery. Whether you're just starting out or looking to refine your business, this episode gives you the tools to feel confident, consistent, and prepared to grow.

Hosts Doug Simcox and two-time North American Rodeo Commission Saddle Bronc Champion Sam Swearingen sit down at Rawhide Ranch to swap stories, compare coaching notes, and map the road ahead for Beyond the Chutes. They talk about healing up, working cattle, road trips to Mountain Cove and St-Tite, racing at Watkins Glen, mentoring young bronc riders, and welcoming BTC's first sponsored cowgirl — 13-year-old Aubrey Wulf. It's a relaxed, funny, wide-ranging conversation that shows the friendship behind the microphones and reminds us why these stories matter.#BeyondTheChutes #BTCcowgirl #AubreyWulf #BreakawayRoping #CowgirlUp #RitaTheHorse #RodeoLife #WomenInRodeo #OnTheRoadAgain #RodeoFamily #TheseStoriesMatter #InOurRoots #RodeoStrong

We're kicking off something special. Our first episode of In The LOOP with Jordan Jo x The Cowboy Channel is here, and I couldn't think of a better way to start than sitting down with Pam Minick. Pam's a cowgirl, broadcaster, and all-around hand who's paved her way with perseverance and heart. She shares how she's lived by those words—and how she's never once let being the only woman in the room change the way she showed up. This conversation isn't just about rodeo—it's about the people who love it, steward it, help it grow, the lessons it teaches us, and the way it shapes our everyday lives.Listen on any podcast platform, and don't forget to subscribe, rate, and share with a friend who lives the cowboy way of life.#InTheLOOPPodcast #JordanJoHollabaugh #BreakawayRoping #InTheLOOPwithJordanJo #Cowgirl #Cowboy #Rodeo #GetintheLOOP----In The LOOP Podcast hosted by Jordan Jo Hollabaugh, is inspired by the western culture and breakaway roping lifestyle. This podcast highlights the raw, real, truth behind the box of the breakaway roping industry. Bringing you behind the scenes stories of what real life looks like everyday from; breakaway ropers, cowgirls, cowboys, producers, leaders, trailblazers, and the like, all sharing stories of the western culture and lifestyle that they live daily.In The LOOP Podcast & Fabrizio Marketing LLC are not responsible for any losses, damages, or liabilities that may arise from the use of this podcast.----New Episodes Every Friday @ 9a ET on Rodeo Live YT----Get In The LOOP Podcast with Jordan JoGet the Newsletter at | www.inthelooprodeo.com/Like us on Facebook | www.facebook.com/inthelooppodcast.jordanjoTag us on Instagram | www.instagram.com/inthelooppodcast.jordanjoFollow us on TikTok | https://www.tiktok.com/@jordanjo.hollabaughWatch more on our Youtube Channel Watch on Youtube @ JordanJoHollabaugh ...  Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Ce mois-ci pour la résidence de Groover Obsessions c'est Mon cher Guy qui s'occupe du set. Cowgirl électro, Mon cher Guy est une DJ et productrice indie dance qui nous entraîne dans un univers forain merveilleux et cinématographique. Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

Listen to Jeff Kurkjian's Ten Minute Tune ever Thursday! See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Playlist: Julian Taylor - SeedsWilliam Prince - PasadenaBrandi Vezina, featuring Scott Nolan - Paper TownWyatt C. Louis - Bobtail RoadJade Turner - That WindShane Ghostkeeper - I Know HowBlaine Bailey - Home AgainVincent Neil Emerson - Ballad of the Choctaw-ApacheDesiree Dorion - Remember Your NameRichard Inman - The TownAshley Ghostkeeper - Cowboy's DreamEvan Redsky - Are We Feeling Okay?Resistance Revival Chorus, featuring Rhiannon Giddens - All You Fascists Bound to Lose

In episode 100 I shared what it takes to make NFR dreams come true – including insights from both my own pro rodeo journey, as well as tips from the top 15. For many more barrel racing resources, visit BarrelRacingTips.com. Please subscribe to, rate & review the show - thanks for listening!

In this episode, Randall speaks with S. Dott, the creator of the songs "Slow Wind" and "Cowgirl Trailride". They speak about how the songs have taken over HBCU campuses nationwide and the inception of the two songs. Howard University senior and HBCU Pulse Content Creator Madeleine Hale leads the Front Page Report, reporting about Michael Vick being "in the mix" to be Virginia Tech's coach in the future, and Hutson-Tillotson's $150 million gift from the Moody Foundation. Also, Morehouse College graduate Kairo Jackson and Spelman College graduate Simone Watson team up for a special report on black musicians in their "For Us, By Us". Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Playlist: Jan Howard - Evil On Your MindJeannie Seely - A Little Bitty TearRonnie Hayward - You're My Evil DarlingThe Flying Burrito Brothers - High Fashion QueenGreat Speckled Bird - Trucker's CaféWillie Thrasher - BeautifulJackson and the Janks - Stumblin'The Ramblers - Hanging OneSteph Green - If Nothing Else Comes AlongMariel Buckley - Nashville NowStoney Edwards - She's My RockTim Hus - Cattlerack CadillacJerry Lee Lewis - Hillbilly FeverMatt Patershuk - Good RoadLucinda Williams - Sweet SideJP Harris - I Only Drink AloneWillie Nelson - The Party's Over

Is your marketing in your photography business feeling a little stale? In this episode of Cowgirls with Cameras, we share fresh strategies to help photographers stay visible, relevant, and connected in today's noisy world. From using AI and ChatGPT to boost your online presence, to the timeless power of in-person networking, we cover the modern and traditional tools that actually work. You'll learn how to fine-tune your website for keywords, strengthen your social profiles, build authentic word-of-mouth buzz, and explore underused channels like voice drops, SMS marketing, and paid social ads. Whether you're looking to attract more local equestrians or fill your calendar with dream sessions, these tips will give your photography marketing the refresh it needs.

The last few years have been filled with highs and lows for Tami Neilson, but out of the emotional rollercoaster comes ‘Neon Cowgirl'. It represents Neilson's lifelong dream of chasing Nashville and country music – a love letter to the literal Neon Cowgirl in downtown Nashville that watched Neilson grow up and chase her dreams. Music reviewer James Irwin isn't the biggest fan of country, but this album might change his mind. He joined Jack Tame to give his thoughts. LISTEN ABOVE See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In episode NINETY-NINE I shared excerpts from my most popular barrel racing resources plus how to get several for free that aren't available anywhere else. For many more barrel racing resources, visit BarrelRacingTips.com. Please subscribe, rate & review the show - thanks for listening!

Playlist: Sheb Wooley - Hoot Owl BoogieWynn Stewart - Wishful ThinkingBuck Owens - Under Your Spell AgainMerle Haggard - Sing a Sad SongWaylon Jennings - Pretend I Never HappenedRay Price - Crazy ArmsDolly Parton - Love Is Like a ButterflyJohnny Cash - A Boy Named Sue (live)I'm With Her - Ancient LightSierra Ferrell - American DreamingGillian Welch & David Rawlings - LawmanNathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats - HeartlessThe Shootouts , featuring Rodney Crowell - Half a World AwayRodney Crowell - Sometime Thang

In episode NINETY-EIGHT I've taken you on a tour of the bridle rack in our home tack room, to help you choose and USE the right bits for your barrel horses. For many more barrel racing resources, visit BarrelRacingTips.com. Please subscribe, rate & review the show - thanks for listening!

Playlist: Carolyn Bradshaw - Oh I Like ItBill Monroe - Blue Moon of KentuckyHazel Dickens & Alice Gerrard - Long Black VeilMolly Tuttle - The Highway KnowsChris Isaak - Baby Did a Bad Bad ThingThe Paladins - Good Lovin'The Hi-Strung Downers - Why Baby, Why, Why, Why?Battle River - Home AgainBughouse Five - King of Saturday NightRay Condo & His Ricochets - Something I SaidGlen Glenn - I'm Glad My Baby's Gone AwayNeko Case - That Teenage FeelingThe Dust Collectors - Dead EndStarpainter - Even In a CarMargo Price - Don't Let the Bastards Get You DownOld 97's - She Loves the Sunset

In this episode of Cowgirls with Cameras, we explore current trends in digital marketing for photographers and how to make them work for your business. From nurturing your audience instead of bombarding them, to the shift toward authenticity over perfection on social media, to using content series alongside powerful standalones, you'll learn practical ways to boost engagement, build trust, and reach new clients. Packed with strategies that blend professionalism with personality, this conversation will help you stand out and stay relevant in today's fast-changing online world.

Nevada, 2020:The body of a missing 16 year old teenage girl has just been found in the desert. Her name was Britney Ujlaky, and she was Spring Creek's Rodeo Queen, a small-town, known for having little to no crime.But now, a police hunt was underway for Britney's killer. A killer described as a mysterious cowboy that she'd met on snapchat…that was at least, according to her big bro-like bestie, Bryce Dickie. Who had seen with his own eyes, Britney jumping into the truck of this unknown cowboy the very same day she disappeared.Resources:The EQUUS Foundation https://equusfoundation.org/index.phphttps://linktr.ee/eleanornealeresourcesWatch OUTLORE Podcast:https://www.youtube.com/@EleanorNealeFollow Me Here for Updates & Short Form Content:InstagramTikTok

Former Chiefs DL Shaun Smith will join Fescoe and Dusty every Friday and he gave his takes on the Chiefs and the Cowgirls.

Wex and AC react to the win on Wednesday over the Yankees and the return to the NFL! Nick Suss joins in Hour 3 to break down the Tennessee Titans while the boys give their picks for the NFL season in Hour 2!

Playlist: Noel Boggs - Steel Guitar RagJohnny Lee Wills - Square Dance BoogieLight Crust Doughboys - Blue GuitarsHank Penny & His Radio Cowboys - Mississippi MuddleBob Dunn's Vagabonds - Juke Box RagCharlie Rich - Big Boss ManElvis Presley - Trouble/Guitar ManJerry Reed - Amos MosesBobbie Gentry - Chickasaw County ChildMargo Price - Don't Wake Me UpHayes Carll - We're Only HumanJason isbell - Crimson & ClayJunior Brown - Gotta Get Up Every MorningNat Stuckey - Sweet ThangSterling Drake - The Shape I'm InRobbie Fulks - Where I FellRiddy Arman - The Herding SongDave Alvin - Border RadioThe Beasts of Bourbon - The Hate Inside

This week's guest is Baleigh Creed, a western wedding photographer whose artistry has been featured in multiple publications. She's also the owner of Western Wedding Magazine and a 2025 COWGIRL 30 Under 30 honoree. Baleigh shares the story of how she found her way into photography, the journey of building her brand, and what life looks like for her now. You'll usually find her in dark denim, good boots, and with a JBL speaker clipped to her belt loop—ready to capture the western lifestyle she loves.https://baleighcreedphoto.com/https://www.instagram.com/baleighcreedphoto/https://www.facebook.com/baleighcreedphotography/https://westernweddingmagazine.com/

Sarah Penrod is a former private chef to Texas' biggest names, a recurring Food Network personality, and the one-time Texas Ambassador to the White House's Chefs Move to Schools program—where she heroically tried (and sometimes failed) to convince kids to swap Cheetos for carrots. She's the creator of Urban Cowgirl, one of the largest Texas recipe blogs in the world, a bestselling cookbook of the same name, and is usually found wandering the Yucatan studying barbecue and outdoor cooking beyond the limits of US traditions. These days, she's found on Instagram dropping barbecue wisdom, weeknight recipes with main character energy, and plenty of laughs for home cooks who believe brisket counts as a love language.

In episode  96 I shared how we can find the perfect bit, even for hard to please horses by meeting specific prerequisites + tips for ensuring acceptance of our training tools. For many more barrel racing resources, visit BarrelRacingTips.com. Please subscribe, rate & review the show - thanks for listening!

In this episode of Cowgirls with Cameras, we're diving into best practices for working with models in equine photography. From finding the right people through barns, shows, and model calls to setting clear expectations around time, wardrobe, grooming, and image use, we cover everything you need to know to create a smooth, professional, and positive experience. You'll learn how to communicate clearly before, during, and after a shoot, handle "Time For Photos" versus paid arrangements, put solid agreements in place, and nurture ongoing relationships with great models. Whether you're building your portfolio, licensing stock imagery, or creating content for clients, these tips will help you work confidently with models and their horses while protecting your business and ensuring a successful collaboration.

This Labor Day Weekend, Scottsdale is trading palm trees for cowboy hats as the Arizona Invitational Black Rodeo rides into town on August 29th and 30th. This isn't your ordinary rodeo—it's two days packed with bull riding, barrel racing, roping events, mutton bustin', and a whole lot of grit, grit, and more grit.  But beyond the excitement in the arena, this event also shines a spotlight on the history and contributions of Black cowboys and cowgirls, making it a celebration that's as educational as it is entertaining. Joining me today is Lanette Campbell, the driving force behind the event, to talk about what makes this rodeo such a unique experience for Scottsdale and the Southwest.  

Send us a textIs your intimacy starting to feel predictable? You're not alone. Most couples fall into the same positions, the same rhythm, and the same script — and that's when connection can start to feel routine instead of exciting.In this episode, I'm revealing the #1 move that transforms ordinary intimacy into an unforgettable experience — the kind your partner can't stop thinking about afterward. Backed by science and packed with real-world techniques, you'll learn how to:✅ Use brain chemistry to spark anticipation and desire✅ Apply the “Interrupt & Intensify” method during foreplay and penetration✅ Turn predictable moments into powerful, crave-worthy encounters✅ Avoid the common mistakes that make intimacy feel boring or forgettableWhether you've been together for years or just started something new, this technique will help you reconnect, build more intensity, and leave your partner craving more.✨ For my orbiting demo subscribe to my OF✨ Don't miss my  episode on the Cowgirl position: https://youtu.be/srwXCqB5l8MYou can find my spicy site here. https://talksexwithannette.com/talk-sex-with-me/My spicy OF handle is @talksexwithannetteMy free spicy handle is @annettetalkssexSubscribe to my e-newsletter: https://she-explores-life.ck.page/e9760c390cAsk a question, Leave a Comment: https://www.speakpipe.com/LockerRoomTalkPodcastMy substack: https://talksexwithannette.substack.com/Use code EXPLORES15 for 15% off all Womanizer Products at Womanizer.com. Get your intimacy questions answered, enjoy erotic audio readings and more.https://talksexwithannette.com/talk-sex-with-me/Support the show Watch on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@annettebenedetti Connect with usWe are on all the socials: TikTok: @ LockerRoomTalkPodcast LRT's Insta: @Lockerroomtalkandshots Annette's Insta: @BeingBenedetti SEL Inst: @SheExplores_Life LRT's FB: @LockerRoomTalkandShots SEL FB: @ SheExploresLife Annette's YouTube: Annette Benedetti Check Out More Sexy Content:She Explores Life Website: sheexploreslife.comCheers!

This Labor Day Weekend, Scottsdale is trading palm trees for cowboy hats as the Arizona Invitational Black Rodeo rides into town on August 29th and 30th. This isn't your ordinary rodeo—it's two days packed with bull riding, barrel racing, roping events, mutton bustin', and a whole lot of grit, grit, and more grit.  But beyond the excitement in the arena, this event also shines a spotlight on the history and contributions of Black cowboys and cowgirls, making it a celebration that's as educational as it is entertaining. Joining me today is Lanette Campbell, the driving force behind the event, to talk about what makes this rodeo such a unique experience for Scottsdale and the Southwest.  

In episode 95 I shared the audio from a LIVE Barrel Racing Tips QnA session. Join me LIVE, Tuesdays at 6PM Central (4 PST / 5 MTN / 7 EST) on Social Media for QnA Tuesdays! Like and follow BarrelRacingTips.com on Facebook and @barrelracertips on Instagram to be notified when these LIVE Q&A's happen so you can join in and ask your questions! Facebook: www.facebook.com/barrelracingtips Instagram: @barrelracertips Please subscribe, rate & review to help support on-going content and resources - thanks for listening!

In episode 94 I shared initial steps plus powerful perspective shifts for inspiring action to see and solve problems at their sources vs. address symptoms. For many more barrel racing resources, visit BarrelRacingTips.com. Please subscribe, rate & review the show - thanks for listening! Click here to support the show.

This conversation shook me. Cheryl Hunter is a cowgirl from Colorado who was kidnapped as a teenager. Instead of letting that trauma define her she turned it into her mission. Now she's a four-time TED talk speaker who helps mission-driven experts gain audiences of millions through major media. But her journey to get there is what will blow your mind. After being abducted Cheryl spent over a decade hiding what happened to her. Pretending it never occurred. When she told her mom she was depressed her mom said go help someone who has it worse than you. So Cheryl started volunteering at elder care facilities. She met Holocaust survivors. War veterans. People who had been through unthinkable adversity. Some were hardened for life. Others lived happy productive lives. She started breaking down what worked and what didn't. Created a framework for overcoming adversity. The first time she shared her story publicly was terrifying. She worried people would see how dirty and ruined she was. Worried they'd ask why she didn't stay to get her attackers put in jail instead of running for her life. But she realized she could be the voice for people who felt too weak too ruined to stand up for themselves. She could show what's possible on the other side of trauma. This episode is about turning your biggest pain into your greatest purpose. About understanding that if you've got something on your heart that you want to share you have within you what it takes to fulfill it. And about recognizing that the moment we say yes to what's on our path it reveals its gifts to us.We Meet:Connect:Connect with Rick: https://linktr.ee/mrrickjordanConnect with Cheryl: https://cherylhunter.com/ Subscribe & Review to ALL IN with Rick Jordan on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/RickJordanALLINAbout Cheryl: Cheryl Hunter is a bestselling author, speaker, and media personality who shares her message worldwide on outlets including People Magazine, Goalcast, Dr.Phil, NBCNews, Dr. Oz, CNN, Fox, PBS, and more. Cheryl didn't set out with a message to share, but while traveling abroad as a teenager, she was kidnapped and held captive by criminals who eventually left her for dead. Cheryl survived this life-changing event and used her experience to help people rise after adversity. Today, in addition to writing and producing for HBO, CBS, Paramount Pictures, and NBC, Cheryl helps established experts become world-renowned by leveraging the power of major media.

In this episode of Cowgirls with Cameras, we're diving into how working with models can elevate both your photography portfolio and your clients' marketing. From building a stock image library full of authentic equestrian moments to creating targeted branding campaigns, we share strategies for selecting the right models, planning shoots that reflect your brand, and producing evergreen content that sells year-round. You'll learn how to fill gaps in your image collection, capture the everyday beauty of horse life, manage agreements and releases, and foster lasting relationships with models who help you tell compelling stories. Whether you're a professional equine photographer or looking to grow your brand presence, this episode is packed with tips to make your next model collaboration a success.A huge thank you to Bay Photo Lab for supporting our event! We've trusted them for years to make our images and artwork shine with their industry-leading MetalPrints, stunning Wall Displays, handcrafted Albums, and so much more. When we pour our hearts into photographing the perfect moment, we know Bay Photo will deliver—because behind every product is a team of photographers, artists, and craftspeople who truly understand our vision. Learn more Professional Photo Printing Products & Services | Bay Photo Lab

Director Kate Beecroft found Tabatha Zimiga's story by chance. And she got a feature film deal by chance. She shares the story behind the story she told in "East of Wall."

In episode 93 I shared that quality is no accident, and included tips to get faster on the pattern by getting more specific with your horse's movement. For many more barrel racing resources, visit BarrelRacingTips.com. Please subscribe, rate & review to help support on-going content and resources - thanks for listening! Click here to support the show.

Caroline Scott is the Content Creation Specialist at LumaTouch and amazing at it…but do not judge this young woman just by title alone. She is not just talented, intelligent and beautiful…she is a total cowgirl at heart. Sit back, relax, and enjoy learning about production/post-production, country music and life with one of our favorite people, If you enjoy our podcast, please subscribe and tell all your friends about us! We love our listeners. And, if you have ideas for segments, write to OWCRadio@catania.us. We are always up for new ideas! You can find OWC RADiO at OWCRadio.com, on Spotify, Apple Podcasts and all other podcatchers! ABOUT OWC: Other World Computing, under the leadership of Larry O'Connor, has expanded to all corners of the world and works every day to create hardware and software solutions that make the lives of creatives and business-oriented companies faster, more efficient and more stable.  Go to MacSales.com for more information and to discover an ecosystem that serves your needs. ABOUT CIRINA CATANIA: Cirina Catania, is a successful filmmaker, former Sr Vice President of Worldwide Marketing at MGM-UA and United Artists and one of the co-founders and former director of the Sundance Film Festival. She is the founder, CEO and Executive Director of the non-profit, High School Media Collective. Cirina is Founder/Lead Creative at the Catania Group Global, Showrunner and Host of OWC RADiO and partner, Lumberjack System, as well as Tech Ambassador for companies such as Blackmagic Design.  She is a long-time member of the Producers Guild, Writers Guild, Cinematographers Guild, the National Press Club, National Press Photographer's Association, and more.

In episode 92 I shared inspiration and resources for overcoming obstacles and staying fit, healthy and competitive at every stage of your barrel racing career. For many more barrel racing resources, visit BarrelRacingTips.com. Please subscribe, rate & review to help support on-going content and resources - thanks for listening! Click here to support the show.

Whitney Cummings jokes about reverse cowgirl in her Netflix special, "Jokes".

Explore the lives of cowgirl sportswomen! Join Artemis Program Manager Annita Lucchesi as she chats with Artemis ambassadors Stevie DeSomber, Bianca Thomas, and Emma Brown about their unique journeys in the ranching world and as sportswomen. Learn how these incredible women connect their passion for the outdoors with their commitment to food security, holistic wellness, and wildlife conservation. From regenerative bison ranching and horse training to guiding fly fishing trips and hunting for sustenance, discover how their diverse experiences showcase the deep relationship between land stewardship, sustainable food systems, and thriving outdoor lifestyles. Tune in to hear their inspiring stories and learn how they're empowering the next generation of conservationists and challenging traditional stereotypes in the Western world. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Lunchbox claimed that Eddie is the creepiest person ever. He explained how he forced a woman to give him her number and Amy was there to witness it as well. We determine if he was being creepy or not. Amy helped a listener in the Anonymous Inbox who needed advice on how to split up friend custody after a divorce. She shared the awkwardness she encountered with her husband and friends and family post-divorce. Raymundo brings up how he thinks Amy broke our show dress code and now wants to know if something is opened up for guys to wear after she wore something revealing.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.