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An 11yo girl playing with friends in the snow is cuffed by cops after they mistake her for a carjacking suspect. And, it's caught on body cam. A chilling confession a decade in the making when a man walks into a Baltimore police station and admits to dismembering two people - who disappeared without a trace. Plus, a father & son come to the rescue...of a deputy and his dog! Jennifer Gould reports. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Who wanted the CEO of UnitedHealthcare dead? A Bronx mom wants to know why her daughter was cuffed to a chair at school. A stowaway is back in New York. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

We're at the end of cuffing week to prep you for the cuffing season ahead, and Jared and Jordana are doing temp checks on the unofficial statuses between casual, comfortable and committed. First, Jordana gives us a home renovation update and Jared shares a sad breakup story of his own. They play a round of "Icky or Picky?" about getting too comfortable wearing weird PJs too soon. Plus, a 27F listener needs advice on whether or not to build a roster to kick her dating life into high gear. The episode ends with a new game, "Cuffed or Casual?" as J&J weigh in on Instagram submissions of confusing moves that could be deemed as nothing serious or a sign that the other person wants a real relationship. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

It's that time of year… cuffing season is here! In this episode, we're chatting about everything that comes with cozying up for the holidays. Tia shares why she sees cuffing season as a "survival mechanism for singles" and we dive into the official season schedule, the awkwardness of bringing someone home to meet the fam, and the over-the-top charm of Hallmark holiday movies. Plus, we've also got a list of fun, festive date ideas for our singles, and not-so-singles, to keep things easy and light this holiday season!

03:11 Kamala Harris has it wrong when it comes to policing 13:33 Officer reprimanded after alarming political social media post 18:46 Officers injured in chaotic confrontation with armed suspect 28:01 Cuffed suspect fatally shot after he tried grabbing his gun 39:43 Deputy fired after leaving his K-9 in the car LEO Round Table (law enforcement talk show) Season 9, Episode 222 (2,314) filmed on 11/05/2024 1. https://www.lawofficer.com/kamala-harris-is-wrong-when-it-comes-to-policing/ 2. https://www.daytondailynews.com/news/clark-county-sheriffs-commander-reprimanded-posted-he-wouldnt-help-democrats/BK32OSD42ZGADBT5HUNN2MUSYU/ 3. https://rumble.com/v5km8yd-des-moines-police-bodycam-shows-fatal-shooting-during-struggle-with-armed-m.html?e9s=src_v1_upp 4. https://rumble.com/v5ker4r-bodycam-shows-the-fatal-police-shooting-of-an-armed-man-in-custody-and-in-t.html?e9s=src_v1_upp 5. https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/crime/escambia-county-ala-deputy-fired-after-leaving-k-9-in-car-leading-to-its-death/ar-AA1tdVNP Show Panelists and Personalities: Chip DeBlock (Host and retired police detective) Dr. Travis Yates (retired major) Joe Raulerson (retired police Sergeant) Related Events, Organizations and Books: Retired DEA Agent Robert Mazur's works: Interview of Bryan Cranston about him playing Agent Robert Mazur in THE INFILTRATOR film https://vimeo.com/channels/1021727 Trailer for the new book, THE BETRAYAL https://www.robertmazur.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/05/The-Betrayal-trailer-reMix2.mp4 Everything on Robert Mazur https://www.robertmazur.com/ The Wounded Blue - Lt. Randy Sutton's charity https://thewoundedblue.org/ Rescuing 911: The Fight For America's Safety - by Lt. Randy Sutton (Pre-Order) https://rescuing911.org/ Books by panelist and retired Lt. Randy Sutton: https://www.amazon.com/Randy-Sutton/e/B001IR1MQU%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share They're Lying: The Media, The Left, and The Death of George Floyd - by Liz Collin (Lt. Bob Kroll's wife) https://thelieexposed.com/ Lt. Col. Dave Grossman - Books, Newsletter, Presentations, Shop, Sheepdogs https://grossmanontruth.com/ Sheriff David Clarke - Videos, Commentary, Podcast, Shop, Newsletter https://americassheriff.com/ Content Partners: Red Voice Media - Real News, Real Reporting https://www.redvoicemedia.com/shows/leo/ ThisIsButter - One of the BEST law enforcement video channels https://rumble.com/user/ThisIsButter The Free Press - LEO Round Table is in their Cops and Crimes section 5 days a week https://www.tampafp.com/ https://www.tampafp.com/category/cops-and-crime/ Video Show Schedule On All Outlets: http://leoroundtable.com/home/syndication/ Syndicated Radio Schedule: http://leoroundtable.com/radio/syndicated-radio-stations/ Sponsors: Aero Precision - "When Precision Counts” https://www.aeroprecisionusa.com/ Galls - Proud to serve America's public safety professionals https://www.galls.com/leo Blue To Gold - training that is relevant and relatable to every street officer https://bluetogold.com/ AUFIRE - The Gold Standard in tactical simulation https://www.aufire.com/ The International Firearm Specialist Academy - The New Standard for Firearm Knowledge https://www.gunlearn.com/ Genesis Gold Group - Protect Your IRA or 401(k) with Physical Gold & Silver​ https://roundtablegold.com/ Prepper Beef - Steak That Stays Ready https://roundtablebeef.com/ MyMedicare.live - save money in Medicare insurance options from the experts http://www.mymedicare.live/ --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/leoroundtable/support

Samone Blakely is a dating coach for unchurched women of faith, and she has an INCREDIBLE story that she shares with us in this episode of Small Business Big Money. Samone tells us how she went from teen mom, to cult member, to overeducated Wendy's employee, to CPA at a big 4 accounting firm, to divorce, to million dollar business owner, to burning through all her savings and building debt. She shares with us how she saved her company from near closure. We're hosting our very first FREE Debt Pay Off Masterclass! Register here: https://ginaknox.co/masterclass Join us live on November 11th at 1pm CST. Register at the link above About Samone Blakely: TorahCents is known for her practical and unorthodox approach to dating for Women of Faith. She believes that dating should be delicious…and if it's not…you're doing it wrong. She has helped thousands of women attract quality men, confidently date for the relationships they desire and has been fully launched on a mission to help women of faith create real options in men and choose themselves first (instead of waiting for a man to choose them).

City Hall continues to empty out. Two adults are cuffed for the beatdown on former Governor David Paterson. Why do so many people leave their key FOBs in the car? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

It's happened. Elis and John have turned into crypto bros. This is now a crypto pod. It was only a matter of time…But worry not, it's only a fleeting transformation, and after some serious reflections the boys are back doing what they do best: discussing how to approach an all-you-can-eat buffet, wading further into the dried fruits vs sweets debate, and questioning the coolness of marshmallows.John reflects on yet another successful golfing trip, and Elis delivers his latest hot take on popcorn. It's vintage stuff.If this show were an old steam train, then your correspondence would be the steam. We need it to keep the wheels running. Send it to elisandjohn@bbc.co.uk, or get in touch via WhatsApp on 07974 293 022.And remember that the greatest track upon which to listen to the show (if it were still an old team train) would be the trusty tracks of BBC Sounds.

Are you ready to date deliciously?! On this episode, we welcome Torah Cents, who is going to give us all the details on how to infuse more fun, passion, pleasure, and desire into your dating life for an ultimately delicious experience! We'll hear how to date deliciously on the apps and in person, creating engaging conversations that are sure to keep things interesting - and lead to to dates! Of course we've got some tips on how to flirt deliciously, too! But that's not all. We'll be talking about how to savor confidence and feel more empowered and secure when meeting new people and going through the dating process. If you don't know what lover girl limits just yet  - and why you need them - you'll soon find out! Finally, we've got wrapped up in this episode several mindset shifts to date with more presence, more ease, and more calm so you can make truly inspired connections, get out of your head, and enjoy just how delicious dating can be! Don't forget to subscribe, rate, and review Flirtations on your favorite podcast platform, and share this episode to spread BFE - big flirt energy, all over the world! About our guest:  TorahCents is known for her practical and unorthodox approach to dating for Women of Faith. She believes that dating should be delicious…and if it's not…you're doing it wrong. She has helped thousands of women attract quality men, confidently date for the relationships they desire and has been fully launched on a mission to help women of faith create real options in men and  choose themselves first (instead of waiting for a man to choose them). 

It's New Tunesday: new releases from the past week! Give the bands a listen. If you like what you hear, support the bands! Today's episode features new releases by Schwarzes Fragment, DSTRTD SGNL, Myalgia Fatigue, Pink Panther Project, Cuffed (ft. NOANGELSS), Blind Dreams, Give My Remains To Broadway, Coloured Tears, Xmal Deutschland, Cosey Mueller, Midnight Darkwave, Cold Contrast, Neuroklast, Kate Pierson, and Kat Von D!

It's the dramatic conclusion of our discussion of the Boston Tea Party! Living history interpreter Audrey Stuck-Girard walks us through the aftermath and the legacy of this iconic incident.Check out Audrey's custom historical wig business, Cuffed & Coiffed (here's the Instagram page). The Wet Guy. A clip from The Comeback, which is actually a three-part series on Netflix. Have feedback on this episode or ideas for upcoming topics? DM me on Instagram, email me, or send a voice memo.If you're a local business who'd like to advertise on the podcast, please drop me a line.Send us a textPremium Q Moving & Storage: Get free boxes and 10% off your move by clicking HERE or call 781-730-6180 for a quote.

The veteran Miami-Dade police officer who hauled Miami Dolphins wide receiver Tyreek Hill out of his sports car and took him facedown to the pavement on Sunday morning has been identified as Danny Torres. He is also a DJ and may be the President of the Gunfighters Motorcycle Club, a "so-called" law enforcement MC that displays outlaw biker gang symbiology as part of its colors. Join us as we discuss to learn more.Follow us on:Instagram: www.instagram.com/BlackDragonBikerTV on Instagram. Thank you!TikTok: www.tiktok.com/@blackdragonbikertv Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/jbunchiiFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/blackdragonbikerBuy Black Dragon Merchandise, Mugs, Hats, T-Shirts Books: https://blackdragonsgear.comDonate to our cause:Cashapp: $BikerPrezPayPal: https://tinyurl.com/yxudso8zZelle: jbunchii@aol.com Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/BlackDragonNPSubscribe to our new discord server https://discord.gg/dshaTSTSubscribe to our online news magazine www.bikerliberty.comSubscribe to Black Dragon Biker TV YouTube https://tinyurl.com/y2xv69buSubscribe to our Prepper Channel “Think Tactical”: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-WnkPNJLZ2a1vfis013OAgGet 20% off Gothic biker rings by using my special discount code: blackdragon go to http://gthic.com?aff=147Get my new Audio Book Prospect's Bible from these links: United States https://adbl.co/3OBsfl5United Kingdom https://adbl.co/3J6tQxTFrance https://bit.ly/3OFWTtfGermany https://adbl.co/3b81syQ Help us get to 20,000 subscribers on www.instagram.com/BlackDragonBikerTV on Instagram. Thank you!Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-dragon-s-lair-motorcycle-chaos--3267493/support.

In this episode, we discuss how cuffing season changes with age (4:06) , the NFL's choice to make Kendrick Lamar the artist for the Super Bowl halftime show (33:07), and we finish the show by predicting which teams will make it to the Super Bowl (55:02).

Miami Dolphins star Tyreek Hill is dragged out of his sports car, thrown on the ground and handcuffed during a traffic stop before Sunday's game.  Karen investigates. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Sunday, Miami wide receiver Tyreek Hill was pulled over. And what followed lead to him being in hand cuffs. After the bodycam footage was released, we now see how Hill was out of line.

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   Tom Brady is the GOAT when it comes to playing football, nobody can argue that.  Now, he's the WOAT when it comes to broadcasting after demonstrating in his debut with Fox Sports on Sunday that he's the worst in the NFL.  He froze.  He choked.  He panicked.  Who knew an open mic for three hours if tougher than picking up a blitz?   Make it four in a row for the Royals after sweeping the Twins.  The pitching is outrageously great right now and these wins looked like classic playoff style ball.  Here we go!   The Missouri Tigers are the first team in five years to open the season with back to back shutouts and fly up to #6 in the AP Poll.    Tyreek Hill gets cuffed before the game and celebrates a td the same way.      The New York Times has Trump leading the national vote by 1.5 points over Kamala Harris which would give Trump a 99.9% chance of winning the election.   Bernie Sanders says the truth about Kamala's lies and besties fly away for some fun in our Final Final.  

Click to Subscribe: https://bit.ly/Youtube-Subscribe-SoapDirt General Hospital Weekly Spoilers Aug 19th - 23rd  GH spoilers show that on Monday, Kristina Corinthos (Lexi Ainsworth) is set to be arrested by Jagger Cates (John Cates), a move that leaves Sonny Corinthos (Maurice Benard) and Alexis Davis (Nancy Lee Grahn) scrambling for answers.  Other General Hospital spoilers reveal that Lulu Spencer (Formerly Emme Rylan) is dealing with a medical crisis, adding yet another layer of concern for her loved ones. Jason Morgan (Steve Burton), on the other hand, is on edge, suspecting Valentine (James Patrick Stuart) of tampering with Sonny's medication and seeking answers from Anna Devane (Finola Hughes).  As the week progresses, more GH spoilers hing that Laura Spencer (Genie Francis) receive a shocking phone call about Lulu, and Violet Finn (Jophielle Love) at the Quartermaine stables with Tracy (Jane Elliot). Ava Jerome (Maura West) continues to play a dangerous game, while Molly Lansing (Kristen Vaganos) starts doubting Eva's (Maura West) role in Kristina's fall. The week ends with Sam McCall (Kelly Monaco) utterly shocked, and Dante Falconeri (Dominic Zamprogna) opening up to Chase (Josh Swickard). Visit our General Hospital section of Soap Dirt: https://soapdirt.com/category/general-hospital/ Listen to our Podcasts: https://soapdirt.podbean.com/ And Check out our always up-to-date General Hospital Spoilers page at: https://soapdirt.com/general-hospital-spoilers/ Check Out our Social Media... Twitter: https://twitter.com/SoapDirtTV Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SoapDirt Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/soapdirt/ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@soapdirt Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/soapdirt/

Dominic Carter, filling in for Frank, discusses the story of a female correction officer who was caught having sex with a prisoner. He also talks about the prospect of Trump debating Harris. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

On this episode we cover the case of the Ducro family. We delve into the more of stand-your-ground laws, and again, the topic of toxicity in relationships rears its ugly head. We end it all (the episode) with a heart warming tale of inebriation and petit theft where stealing a cops handcuffs might just end you up in them. Hugs. ❤️ Ad-free episodes, and hours of extra 911 Calls content each week, exclusive merch, and early access to all of the 11:59 Media podcasts. Start accessing hundreds of additional hours! Visit 11:59 PLUS or https://www.patreon.com/1159media

Send us a Text Message.“How come it's the ones who engage in premarital sex that are getting married and yet we who have been sticking to our principles, trying to do things God's way and praying for years are still waiting (and getting older by the day?)”I'm always seeing variations of this question in online communities where women of faith reside. What these women don't realize is that beneath the surface of this question there is entitlement, false superiority and a misinterpretation of what it means to be celibate. I hopped on the mic to rant about this question and to give some perspective on what the Bible really reveals to us when it comes to love, sex and marriage. Here's what you'll discover: The truth about why “good girls” who keep their legs closed aren't getting marriedHow “Biblical Marriage” is highly overrated and why no woman truly wants it. The danger of fantasizing the Bible and romanticizing marriageWhy women of faith need to stop waiting for their “Boaz”What it looks like to choose to abstain from sex from a position of powerFEATURED ON THE SHOWHow you can work with me in my private mentorship program, Curved 2 Cuffed. You can find more information at curved2cuffed.com/details. Be sure to get more dating gems by following me on Instagram at:@torahcents @curved2cuffed

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Grab a coffee and a donut (or some bacon) and join the NCR Saturday Brunch! In this edition, Ryan and Dustin give their thoughts on the 2024 NFL schedule release. They'll also talk about how the NFL continues to shut out their fans behind a paywall and they'll react to the schedules of their favorite teams. Plus, they'll go over Scottie Scheffler's arrest before Day 2 of the PGA Championship and discuss some Major League Baseball. No Credentials Required is a part of Belly Up Sports Media Network. Belly Up Sports: www.bellyupsports.com | www.youtube.com/@bellyupsports   Today's affiliate sponsor is Invader Coffee: Fuel For the Fearless! Order through our affiliate link and save 15% off your order with promo code BELLYUP! https://www.invadercoffee.com/?rfsn=6061080.e802273&utm_source=refersion&utm_medium=affiliate&utm_campaign=6061080.e802273 Follow us on our social media channels: Twitter/Instagram/TikTok: @nocredsreq Facebook: www.fb.com/nocredsreq YouTube: www.youtube.com/@nocredsreq   Join our Discord server for more sports conversation: https://discord.gg/SuwSHh7j Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Send us a Text Message.Women of faith are being gaslit by mainstream religion. They deeply desire love, sex and marriage…but are often programmed to bury these desires to appear “godly” and not “desperate”They are single and unsatisfied in their 30s, 40s and 50s…but being told to “commit to The Lord” more and the right man will find them. They are being taught to keep their legs closed…but not receiving any practical guidance on how to meet men and date them for marriage. The good news is that this era is slowly ending. There's an awakening happening…and there's a new movement being led by women of faith who are leaving behind the shackles of “religious relationship theology” and finding freedom by finally taking responsibility for their love lives. In today's episode, I go in depth about how mainstream religion has set women of faith up to lose with love. I also share how the average “church girl” can begin creating a new reality where love is abundant, quality men are plentiful and dating is a fulfilling adventure. HERE'S WHAT YOU'LL DISCOVER: . 3 Most Common (but wrong) strategies women of faith use to attract quality menThe uncomfortable truth behind the phrase “HOES Winning” that many church girls don't want to accept. Why leaving your “church” might be the best thing for your love life in 2023How black women are the biggest casualty of religious relationship theology. Real clients sharing real stories of what happened when they stopped waiting for love to happen for them. FEATURED ON THE SHOWHow you can work with me in my private mentorship program, Curved 2 Cuffed. You can find more information at https://www.curved2cuffed.com/applyBe sure to get more dating gems by following me on Instagram at:@torahcents @curved2cuffed

In today's episode, Cuffed from The BrainSurfin Podcast came and kicked it with ya boy.  He briefly discusses his platform and from there we talk race in relationships, Drake vs Kendrick lamar and more! Tune in!! 

Christina and Ralph from Cuffed Up join today, talking about their self-produced new album All You Got, working unpaid internships, teaching yourself to fish, and learning by f**king up. Become a member of Rough Trade Club New Music, and you'll receive 1/3 off Rough Trade's Album of the Month, English Teacher's 'This Could Be Texas' on exclusive Galaxy Gold. Head to http://roughtrade.com/club and use 'CLUB101POD' as your voucher. DistroKid makes music distribution fun and easy with unlimited uploads and artists keeping the ENTIRETY of their revenue. Get 30% off the first year of their service by signing up at https://distrokid.com/vip/101pod Get £50 off your weekend ticket to 2000 Trees festival: where The Gaslight Anthem, The Chats, Hot Mulligan and TONS of excellent bands are playing. Use 101POD at checkout: 2000trees.co.uk Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Bunheads Episode 3 "Inherit the Wind"/Firefly Episode 2 "Bushwhacked"Uh oh! Our lead characters have gone and gotten themselves arrested for being somewhere they shouldn't be. Also both of them spend this episode acquiring property from the recently deceased and discovering strange men in the homes they invited themselves into. The Serenity crew discovers a bunch of dead bodies, which somehow have way less of a stench than the mac n' cheese Boo's mom made. Both Boo and Malcom are forced into being in front on their quests to get the bad boy, and Bryan shares his version of a classic movie he's never seen.Want more content? Sing up for our Patreon! We've got 3 tiers of bonus content, including access to our Discord, early extended episode teasers, outtakes, watch parties, and of course, our Angel and Veronica Mars video reviews! patreon.com/bryanandstaceyDon't want to join Patreon? You can support us monthly through our podcast hosting service, starting at just $3/month.Don't forget to check out our music video for "Getaway (Stars Hollow)" from super talented musical artist, The Other Realm. Check out his other music and follow him on social media @theotherrealmmusic.Introduction - 0:00Bunheads Episode 3: Inherit the Wind - 5:38Movies One of Us Has Never Seen - 35:06Firefly Episode 3: Bushwhacked - 44:03Similarities - 1:07:12The Winner - 1:08:02Follow us on social media for more Buffy/Gilmore content, and to see what other projects we're up to!YouTube:Bryan & StaceyInstagram:@gilmoreslayer/@bryanandstaceyTikTok:@gilmoreslayer/@bryan.and.staceyTwitter:@gilmoreslayer/@bryanandstaceyFacebook:Buffy the Gilmore Slayer/Bryan & StaceyEmail us at: bryanandstaceyreviews@gmail.comWebsite: bryanandstacey.comTheme song written and performed by @louiearonowitzSupport the show

Getting Policed & Propositioned.A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.So I was feeling euphoric as I continued on my way back to my family’s vacated house. This whole experience had been a fantasy of mine for a long time; that it was going so well in reality was giving me even more confidence.Car 9So, I didn’t hear the car pull in behind me. Not until the flash of blue lights and the peal of the siren, anyway!I jumped, and turned. I was on a quiet road, no other people or traffic; but a police cruiser had just pulled up to the curb right where I was walking!Had someone who had seen me walking around naked called the police? That was my first thought. It was, after all, something I had expected. My only plan for dealing with such as that had been to keep moving, and hope that by the time the cops were called and (if they decided to) responded, I would be somewhere else. But was that enough, or had my own hubris gotten the better of me and I’d underestimated the police ability to locate one naked dude somewhere in town? Or was this just a random patrol who had seen me out walking and done what any cop would do and investigate.I froze in panic, all my excitement undone in an instant. I knew I was breaking the law. Public nudity is illegal in my state. Yet here I was, stark naked on a public street, with no clothes nearby. I was potentially in real trouble.In a flash I considered my options. I’m a fit guy, and I briefly wondered about running. I wasn’t a million miles from the house now. But it wasn’t like I had access to the house any more, the keys were with the realtor. The only reason I was going back to the house was for me to put my clothes back on, get in my car and go. And could I really outrun a police cruiser? Or was it more likely that I’d just make more trouble for myself (or even; worst case scenario; end up in a car chase if the police assumed I was intoxicated and then saw me get behind the wheel)?I could pretend I was drunk, or high; or even that I was freaking out. But those weren’t sensible suggestions. Being drunk or high and naked in public would probably go down worse than being straight sober and nude; and if they thought I was crazy I might find myself getting a tazer to the balls; or even a gun pointed in my face. Even at best I’d probably end up in a hospital getting checked out when I needed to be on my way back to college.I decided that really, the only option I had was to co-operate with the cops and tell them the truth (well, a version of the truth; if at all possible I intended to leave out the part where I had masturbated publicly in front of people!).I turned and faced the cruiser. I had my hands by my sides, palms out; I didn’t want the cops to think I meant trouble.It was a lone officer driving, and he got out of the car. He was an older cop, about my dad’s age. I recognised him; I didn’t know his name but when you’ve been a teenager in a small town you get to know all the local cops, and they get to know you.“Are you alright there, son?” he asked me.I nodded. “Uh-huh, I’m fine officer.”He took a long look at me. “Where are your clothes, son?”“Um, I don’t have them with me.”“I can see that. Where are they?”I paused. "Back at my house.“"You been drinking?” He asked. “Smoked anything? Taken anything?”I shook my head. “No sir.” He looked sceptical, but appeared to take me at my word.“Then, son, do you mind telling me what you’re doing out here at this time of day in a public place without a stitch of clothing on you?”I chose my words carefully.“Well, officer,” I began, “it’s my last day in town. I’m moving away and I’m leaving tonight. And, well, I just got this idea in me that before I went I would do a little streak, just my way of seeing the town off. It seems real dumb now to say it to you but it just made me laugh at the time to think it, so I sorta dared myself to take my clothes off and run about a bit. You know, the way sometimes people do at football games and the like?”Well, it wasn’t a lie. I wasn’t sure if the sort of prolonged public nudity I had engaged in counted as ‘streaking’ exactly; but it came I think from the same motivation; that compulsion to exhibit oneself, to show my naked body to the world.The cop said nothing for a minute. I could tell he was turning my explanation over in his mind, looking to see if it held up. I had no idea if he was responding to a complaint; if he was, my story might unravel, especially if it showed I had been naked for about 90 minutes now and travelled quite far.“You know, son, that running around in public view in the altogether is against the law?”“I know, officer,” I replied, trying to sound suitably contrite. “I’m sorry for this. I meant no harm, I was just having a little fun before I leave town. But I should have thought about it more. I guess I’m in real trouble now, huh?”The cop looked thoughtful. “Well now,” he said after a while, “I wouldn’t say that.” He opened the door to his cruiser and made to lean inside, but stopped and turned back to me. “Cover yourself up a moment would you, son,” he advised. I cupped both hands over my cock and balls. I’d been very conscious of my nakedness during this whole conversation; the presence of the cop in his starchy uniform seemed to emphasise more my own nudity and vulnerability. Fortunately, my cock had stayed flaccid; I was too nervous to get aroused.Satisfied for the moment, the cop leaned back into his cruiser and picked up his radio. “Dispatch, this is car 9,” he hailed.After a moment the radio crackled back; “Dispatch. Go ahead car 9.”The cop paused, then spoke clearly. “Dispatch, has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”The woman on the other end of the radio seemed thrown by this question. “Code 3 1 4, car 9?” she repeated.“Affirmative, dispatch. Has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”“No, car 9,” the woman replied after a moment. “No call outs for code 3 1 4. Why?”“Just a conversation with a citizen, dispatch,” the cop replied. "Nothing to worry about. Car 9 out.“(I learned later that a 3 1 4 was the penal code for indecent exposure or public nudity, and if someone had called the cops about me, that would have been what would have gone out to the officer on call; although at the time it meant nothing to me).Cupped or CuffedThe cop turned back to me."Well son,” he said, “it seems like we’ve had no complaints about you. So it looks like the only law enforcement that knows you’re out here with your dingus in the wind is me."Now,” he continued, “I really should write you up with a citation, at least give you a ticket and give you a ride back home. But, you seem like a good kid. I know your folks, know of them anyway, and when you say you’re leaving town tonight I know that’s true. I think you’re a smart kid who decided to do something dumb on a goof and, well, it isn’t in me to punish you for that. How old are you, son? 18, 19?”“20,” I replied. He nodded.“I got a son around your age and he’s a smart kid too but he says and does the dumbest stuff sometimes. Not 'run around the street in your birthday suit’ dumb but still pretty dumb. I wouldn’t want to see him get into trouble for that and I doubt your daddy would want the same for you."Well,” he continued, “the way I see it is, if you can tell me you’re gonna turn around and head straight back home and put your goddamn pants back on, and you do just that, I’m willing to forget I ever saw you. Can you do that?”I nodded enthusiastically. "Of course officer. I was actually just heading-“He cut me off. "Just go, son. The longer you’re stood there with your balls out, the more likely it is someone will call it in and then I can’t ignore it.” Evidently, I learned later; there are some statutes which require a community complaint, in order to be prosecuted. Just as a cop's peace cannot be disturbed, A cop's morals cannot be outraged. The community has to initiate the complaint.I thanked him and set off in a sprint for home. I kept my hands cupped over my genitals until I was out of his sight, then I just jogged briskly, my cock swinging as I moved. I felt a great sense of relief; I’d got caught by a cop, the thing I had specifically not wanted to happen to me, and yet I’d got away with it. Had it been any other day or night I had tried this, I might well have ended up in a whole load of trouble, with the law and with my parents. But because it was my final night in town, it seemed like fate had cut me some slack and given me a cop who was willing to look the other way as long as nobody had come to any harm.Sunset DrivewayI was feeling excited again, thrilled once more by my own exposure. But I also felt a sense of sadness. I was almost back at the family home; I’d no intention of breaking my word to the cop and doing any further nude adventuring tonight. But once I got back to our old home, the fun would be over, and I’d be clothed again and on my way.I rounded the corner and headed along my old street. It was night now, and a lot of the houses were dark. There were a few lights on but I didn’t feel like I was at risk of getting into trouble here. I was nearly home anyway, and my clothes should be where I left them, on the floor by my car.Sure enough, as I walked up my driveway I could see them; crumpled jeans, boxers and a t-shirt. It had been over 2 hours since I’d last had any clothes on, and in that time I’d been seen by who knows how many people; all of them staring at my naked body and exposed cock. I’d masturbated, and ejaculated, in front of two complete strangers, shopped in a convenience store nude, and even brushed with the law and got away with it. Whatever exhibitionism I got up to in future, it would be hard to top this.As I got to the car I decided to postpone the disappointment. As it was now dark, I could probably get away with driving in the nude. As long as I kept my clothes close by, I would be able to go maybe even until my first stop for gas without dressing!Mrs. RobinsonI was walking around to where my clothes lay when I heard my name being called.“Chris?" came the shout. "Chris Gill?”I turned. Walking up the driveway towards me was a woman. I recognised her straight away. Her name was Laura. She was one of our neighbours; and the wife of a friend of my dad’s.I was busted. Ryan, Laura’s husband, was one of the people who would be keeping in touch with my parents, if only through Facebook. If she told her husband she’d caught me naked outside the house, word would get back to my mom and dad, and I’d have some awkward explaining to do. I could probably come up with an excuse to them that would cover it (as it was only in the driveway), but still, I’d have preferred not to have had to discuss it with them.“Um, hi Laura,” I said. My clothes were on the bottom step; I went to reach for them, then stopped.Laura was close now, lit by the outside light of the house, which was still on, its sensor triggered by her presence. Laura was younger than her husband by quite a few years; she was only in her late thirties, or at most forty. She was dressed, as she often was this time of night, in running gear; yoga pants and sneakers, a loose muscle vest with a sports bra top underneath it. The tight clothes hugged her athletic curves. Laura was always working out, running or exercising, and it paid off. She was flat stomached, with a rounded swing to her hips and small, but not over-small, breasts. Her face was tanned and youthful, only a few lines in the corner of her eyes. She took care of herself and never left the house without looking her best, and in my teens I had harboured more than a small crush on her. And she was currently smiling happily at me.“Chris Gill, you’re naked,” she exclaimed. “What are you doing out here naked?”“Uh, yeah,” I said, standing up. “I was just;  uh; ”“I saw you earlier,” she went on. “You went out, down the street, no clothes on you at all, just like now. Have you been naked this whole time?”I decided, once again, that honesty was the best policy. It’s hard to lie when you’ve got no clothes on!“Yeah,” I said, trying to appear casual about it.“What?” she said. “You’ve been running round the neighbourhood naked?”“Yeah,” I said. “Actually I went into town.”Her eyes widened. “Like that?” She looked me up and down. I became very aware of my gaze, and my cock, which had been flaccid, began to stir.I nodded.“And you didn’t get arrested?”“Nah. A cop saw me. He was cool though.”She shook her head. “I can’t believe it,” she said. “Why on earth would you do that?”“Well,” I shrugged. “It was my last night here. I wanted to make it memorable. And besides,” my cock was slowly rising now, “I just really like being naked in front of people.”She laughed warmly. “Why am I just learning this now?” she asked in mock exasperation. "Why when this is your last night here? I’d have had you mowing our lawn naked every time Ryan was out of town!“A dozen frustrated teenage Milf fantasies fizzed in my mind. From her tone and body language I could tell that, far from being shocked or embarrassed by my naked body, Laura was enjoying the experience of seeing me exposed. My cock sprang to full attention as we talked."Front lawn?” I joked. Laura laughed again.“It would give the neighbours something to talk about,” she said. “And something tells me you’d have been quite happy to do it.”She was doing the worst job of pretending she hadn’t noticed my erection; something which only served to increase my arousal as I noticed every downward glance she was making. I confirmed to her that, yes, I’d have been more than happy to go naked in public at her direction, and I began to describe some of my prior experiences with exhibitionism, which she reacted to with humour and enthusiasm.I was rock hard now. Almost without realising it, as we talked I reached down and took my cock in my hand. I gave myself a few lazy, slow strokes, a tingle of pleasure running through me.Laura looked down again, making no attempt to hide it this time. “Naughty boy,” she said with a smile.I made no reply, instead I slowly stroked my cock again.Laura pulled off her muscle vest, exposing her tanned, flat stomach. “Is that what you want to do?” she asked.I nodded. Laura hiked herself up, sitting on the hood of my car. She parted her legs, and I stepped into that V of space between them, under the spotlight of the security lamp, ready to perform.I stroked myself, long movements up and down my shaft. I stood legs apart, crotch thrust forward, stomach muscles tight. I took my time; I had come once already, not an hour before, so I knew I would last a lot longer this time. Laura would appreciate a decent show, I thought.She watched in silence, eyes wide. She was leaning back on the front hood of my car, biting her lip, a smile teasing on her face.I stroked myself for a few minutes, finding a rhythm. I made sure she could see everything.After a while, Laura shifted. As I watched and pleasured myself, she pushed her elasticated sports bra upwards, freeing her breasts beneath, exposing them. Her skin was the same tanned shade; clearly she didn’t wear a bikini to sunbathe; her small brown nipples puckered and hard. She rolled one between thumb and forefinger, letting out a little moan of pleasure. Her other hand slid into the waistband of her yoga pants and she began to touch herself.That was it for me, and I could hold back no longer. I crested the wave of my orgasm, my shaft pulsing. Cum squirted from the end; not the geyser I had shot forth earlier but still clearly visible in the light, dripping from my cock to spot on the asphalt between myself and the car on which Laura sat. I grunted and moaned as I came, as if to force every drop of cum from my balls, and Laura laughed delightedly.My orgasm finished, I slowed then ended my stroke. I stood for a moment, still hard, a bead of cum formed on my cock head. Laura withdrew her hand from her waistband almost embarrassedly. I bent to retrieve my boxers, making as if to wipe myself with them, but Laura stopped me. Leaning forward, she slipped the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth, licking me clean. My cock was still sensitive from my orgasm, and I gasped and shivered. Laura made an appreciative noise as she let my cock plop loose from her mouth.“I wanted to blow you,” she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. “But you’re such a kinky guy, I knew you’d be happier giving me a show.”“You didn’t like the show?” I asked.“Oh, I loved it,” she smiled. “But it means I’ll never get a chance to show you what I can do, too. Now now you’re going away.”“Well,” I said, “I can always come and visit; the next time Ryan’s out of town?”She laughed. “I just might take you up on that.”We said our goodbyes then. She grabbed me in a bare-chested hug before pulling her top down, pressing her bare breasts to my naked torso. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing, and squealing delightedly. “Seriously, call me,” she said, replacing her clothing, and she headed quickly back down the driveway and away, presumably before her husband wondered where she had gone to.After that, there was little left for me to do. I gathered up my discarded clothes, tossed them into the passenger seat, and then hopped into my car and drove away from the house.On The Road To CampusI spent most of the overnight drive back to college nude, donning my t-shirt and jeans only to get gas or visit rest stops. I was nude again as I arrived on campus; it was early morning by then, and not a soul was around when I parked up by the dorm. Cautiously I opened the car door and stepped out. It wasn’t my first time being nude on campus at this sort of hour, and I knew the low light and early morning mist meant I was pretty safe to do so. But I was so tired I had no energy for fun, and picking up my loose clothes and one of my bags from the car I headed straight into the dorm.My roommate didn’t stir as I went into our room; fortunate, as I would have had to explain to him why I had walked in completely naked; and I quickly kicked off my shoes and crawled into bed.I lay back, and as sleep came quickly to me I smiled. I would miss my old home town a great deal, and I had so many fond memories of growing up there. But, I told myself, none would be quite as memorable as my last evening there.By Requiax, for Literotica

Getting Policed & Propositioned. A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. So I was feeling euphoric as I continued on my way back to my family's vacated house. This whole experience had been a fantasy of mine for a long time; that it was going so well in reality was giving me even more confidence. Car 9 So, I didn't hear the car pull in behind me. Not until the flash of blue lights and the peal of the siren, anyway! I jumped, and turned. I was on a quiet road, no other people or traffic; but a police cruiser had just pulled up to the curb right where I was walking! [[MORE]] Had someone who had seen me walking around naked called the police? That was my first thought. It was, after all, something I had expected. My only plan for dealing with such as that had been to keep moving, and hope that by the time the cops were called and (if they decided to) responded, I would be somewhere else. But was that enough, or had my own hubris gotten the better of me and I'd underestimated the police ability to locate one naked dude somewhere in town? Or was this just a random patrol who had seen me out walking and done what any cop would do and investigate. I froze in panic, all my excitement undone in an instant. I knew I was breaking the law. Public nudity is illegal in my state. Yet here I was, stark naked on a public street, with no clothes nearby. I was potentially in real trouble. In a flash I considered my options. I'm a fit guy, and I briefly wondered about running. I wasn't a million miles from the house now. But it wasn't like I had access to the house any more, the keys were with the realtor. The only reason I was going back to the house was for me to put my clothes back on, get in my car and go. And could I really outrun a police cruiser? Or was it more likely that I'd just make more trouble for myself (or even; worst case scenario; end up in a car chase if the police assumed I was intoxicated and then saw me get behind the wheel)? I could pretend I was drunk, or high; or even that I was freaking out. But those weren't sensible suggestions. Being drunk or high and naked in public would probably go down worse than being straight sober and nude; and if they thought I was crazy I might find myself getting a tazer to the balls; or even a gun pointed in my face. Even at best I'd probably end up in a hospital getting checked out when I needed to be on my way back to college. I decided that really, the only option I had was to co-operate with the cops and tell them the truth (well, a version of the truth; if at all possible I intended to leave out the part where I had masturbated publicly in front of people!). I turned and faced the cruiser. I had my hands by my sides, palms out; I didn't want the cops to think I meant trouble. It was a lone officer driving, and he got out of the car. He was an older cop, about my dad's age. I recognised him; I didn't know his name but when you've been a teenager in a small town you get to know all the local cops, and they get to know you. "Are you alright there, son?" he asked me. I nodded. "Uh-huh, I'm fine officer." He took a long look at me. "Where are your clothes, son?" "Um, I don't have them with me." "I can see that. Where are they?" I paused. "Back at my house." "You been drinking?" He asked. "Smoked anything? Taken anything?" I shook my head. "No sir." He looked sceptical, but appeared to take me at my word. "Then, son, do you mind telling me what you're doing out here at this time of day in a public place without a stitch of clothing on you?" I chose my words carefully. "Well, officer," I began, "it's my last day in town. I'm moving away and I'm leaving tonight. And, well, I just got this idea in me that before I went I would do a little streak, just my way of seeing the town off. It seems real dumb now to say it to you but it just made me laugh at the time to think it, so I sorta dared myself to take my clothes off and run about a bit. You know, the way sometimes people do at football games and the like?" Well, it wasn't a lie. I wasn't sure if the sort of prolonged public nudity I had engaged in counted as 'streaking' exactly; but it came I think from the same motivation; that compulsion to exhibit oneself, to show my naked body to the world. The cop said nothing for a minute. I could tell he was turning my explanation over in his mind, looking to see if it held up. I had no idea if he was responding to a complaint; if he was, my story might unravel, especially if it showed I had been naked for about 90 minutes now and travelled quite far. "You know, son, that running around in public view in the altogether is against the law?" "I know, officer," I replied, trying to sound suitably contrite. "I'm sorry for this. I meant no harm, I was just having a little fun before I leave town. But I should have thought about it more. I guess I'm in real trouble now, huh?" The cop looked thoughtful. "Well now," he said after a while, "I wouldn't say that." He opened the door to his cruiser and made to lean inside, but stopped and turned back to me. "Cover yourself up a moment would you, son," he advised. I cupped both hands over my cock and balls. I'd been very conscious of my nakedness during this whole conversation; the presence of the cop in his starchy uniform seemed to emphasise more my own nudity and vulnerability. Fortunately, my cock had stayed flaccid; I was too nervous to get aroused. Satisfied for the moment, the cop leaned back into his cruiser and picked up his radio. "Dispatch, this is car 9," he hailed. After a moment the radio crackled back; "Dispatch. Go ahead car 9." The cop paused, then spoke clearly. "Dispatch, has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?" The woman on the other end of the radio seemed thrown by this question. "Code 3 1 4, car 9?" she repeated. "Affirmative, dispatch. Has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?" "No, car 9," the woman replied after a moment. "No call outs for code 3 1 4. Why?" "Just a conversation with a citizen, dispatch," the cop replied. "Nothing to worry about. Car 9 out." (I learned later that a 3 1 4 was the penal code for indecent exposure or public nudity, and if someone had called the cops about me, that would have been what would have gone out to the officer on call; although at the time it meant nothing to me). Cupped or Cuffed The cop turned back to me. "Well son," he said, "it seems like we've had no complaints about you. So it looks like the only law enforcement that knows you're out here with your dingus in the wind is me. "Now," he continued, "I really should write you up with a citation, at least give you a ticket and give you a ride back home. But, you seem like a good kid. I know your folks, know of them anyway, and when you say you're leaving town tonight I know that's true. I think you're a smart kid who decided to do something dumb on a goof and, well, it isn't in me to punish you for that. How old are you, son? 18, 19?" "20," I replied. He nodded. "I got a son around your age and he's a smart kid too but he says and does the dumbest stuff sometimes. Not 'run around the street in your birthday suit' dumb but still pretty dumb. I wouldn't want to see him get into trouble for that and I doubt your daddy would want the same for you. "Well," he continued, "the way I see it is, if you can tell me you're gonna turn around and head straight back home and put your goddamn pants back on, and you do just that, I'm willing to forget I ever saw you. Can you do that?" I nodded enthusiastically. "Of course officer. I was actually just heading-" He cut me off. "Just go, son. The longer you're stood there with your balls out, the more likely it is someone will call it in and then I can't ignore it." Evidently, I learned later; there are some statutes which require a community complaint, in order to be prosecuted. Just as a cop's peace cannot be disturbed, A cop's morals cannot be outraged. The community has to initiate the complaint. I thanked him and set off in a sprint for home. I kept my hands cupped over my genitals until I was out of his sight, then I just jogged briskly, my cock swinging as I moved. I felt a great sense of relief; I'd got caught by a cop, the thing I had specifically not wanted to happen to me, and yet I'd got away with it. Had it been any other day or night I had tried this, I might well have ended up in a whole load of trouble, with the law and with my parents. But because it was my final night in town, it seemed like fate had cut me some slack and given me a cop who was willing to look the other way as long as nobody had come to any harm. Sunset Driveway I was feeling excited again, thrilled once more by my own exposure. But I also felt a sense of sadness. I was almost back at the family home; I'd no intention of breaking my word to the cop and doing any further nude adventuring tonight. But once I got back to our old home, the fun would be over, and I'd be clothed again and on my way. I rounded the corner and headed along my old street. It was night now, and a lot of the houses were dark. There were a few lights on but I didn't feel like I was at risk of getting into trouble here. I was nearly home anyway, and my clothes should be where I left them, on the floor by my car. Sure enough, as I walked up my driveway I could see them; crumpled jeans, boxers and a t-shirt. It had been over 2 hours since I'd last had any clothes on, and in that time I'd been seen by who knows how many people; all of them staring at my naked body and exposed cock. I'd masturbated, and ejaculated, in front of two complete strangers, shopped in a convenience store nude, and even brushed with the law and got away with it. Whatever exhibitionism I got up to in future, it would be hard to top this. As I got to the car I decided to postpone the disappointment. As it was now dark, I could probably get away with driving in the nude. As long as I kept my clothes close by, I would be able to go maybe even until my first stop for gas without dressing! Mrs. Robinson I was walking around to where my clothes lay when I heard my name being called. "Chris?" came the shout. "Chris Gill?" I turned. Walking up the driveway towards me was a woman. I recognised her straight away. Her name was Laura. She was one of our neighbours; and the wife of a friend of my dad's. I was busted. Ryan, Laura's husband, was one of the people who would be keeping in touch with my parents, if only through Facebook. If she told her husband she'd caught me naked outside the house, word would get back to my mom and dad, and I'd have some awkward explaining to do. I could probably come up with an excuse to them that would cover it (as it was only in the driveway), but still, I'd have preferred not to have had to discuss it with them. "Um, hi Laura," I said. My clothes were on the bottom step; I went to reach for them, then stopped. Laura was close now, lit by the outside light of the house, which was still on, its sensor triggered by her presence. Laura was younger than her husband by quite a few years; she was only in her late thirties, or at most forty. She was dressed, as she often was this time of night, in running gear; yoga pants and sneakers, a loose muscle vest with a sports bra top underneath it. The tight clothes hugged her athletic curves. Laura was always working out, running or exercising, and it paid off. She was flat stomached, with a rounded swing to her hips and small, but not over-small, breasts. Her face was tanned and youthful, only a few lines in the corner of her eyes. She took care of herself and never left the house without looking her best, and in my teens I had harboured more than a small crush on her. And she was currently smiling happily at me. "Chris Gill, you're naked," she exclaimed. "What are you doing out here naked?" "Uh, yeah," I said, standing up. "I was just;  uh; " "I saw you earlier," she went on. "You went out, down the street, no clothes on you at all, just like now. Have you been naked this whole time?" I decided, once again, that honesty was the best policy. It's hard to lie when you've got no clothes on! "Yeah," I said, trying to appear casual about it. "What?" she said. "You've been running round the neighbourhood naked?" "Yeah," I said. "Actually I went into town." Her eyes widened. "Like that?" She looked me up and down. I became very aware of my gaze, and my cock, which had been flaccid, began to stir. I nodded. "And you didn't get arrested?" "Nah. A cop saw me. He was cool though." She shook her head. "I can't believe it," she said. "Why on earth would you do that?" "Well," I shrugged. "It was my last night here. I wanted to make it memorable. And besides," my cock was slowly rising now, "I just really like being naked in front of people." She laughed warmly. "Why am I just learning this now?" she asked in mock exasperation. "Why when this is your last night here? I'd have had you mowing our lawn naked every time Ryan was out of town!" A dozen frustrated teenage Milf fantasies fizzed in my mind. From her tone and body language I could tell that, far from being shocked or embarrassed by my naked body, Laura was enjoying the experience of seeing me exposed. My cock sprang to full attention as we talked. "Front lawn?" I joked. Laura laughed again. "It would give the neighbours something to talk about," she said. "And something tells me you'd have been quite happy to do it." She was doing the worst job of pretending she hadn't noticed my erection; something which only served to increase my arousal as I noticed every downward glance she was making. I confirmed to her that, yes, I'd have been more than happy to go naked in public at her direction, and I began to describe some of my prior experiences with exhibitionism, which she reacted to with humour and enthusiasm. I was rock hard now. Almost without realising it, as we talked I reached down and took my cock in my hand. I gave myself a few lazy, slow strokes, a tingle of pleasure running through me. Laura looked down again, making no attempt to hide it this time. "Naughty boy," she said with a smile. I made no reply, instead I slowly stroked my cock again. Laura pulled off her muscle vest, exposing her tanned, flat stomach. "Is that what you want to do?" she asked. I nodded. Laura hiked herself up, sitting on the hood of my car. She parted her legs, and I stepped into that V of space between them, under the spotlight of the security lamp, ready to perform. I stroked myself, long movements up and down my shaft. I stood legs apart, crotch thrust forward, stomach muscles tight. I took my time; I had come once already, not an hour before, so I knew I would last a lot longer this time. Laura would appreciate a decent show, I thought. She watched in silence, eyes wide. She was leaning back on the front hood of my car, biting her lip, a smile teasing on her face. I stroked myself for a few minutes, finding a rhythm. I made sure she could see everything. After a while, Laura shifted. As I watched and pleasured myself, she pushed her elasticated sports bra upwards, freeing her breasts beneath, exposing them. Her skin was the same tanned shade; clearly she didn't wear a bikini to sunbathe; her small brown nipples puckered and hard. She rolled one between thumb and forefinger, letting out a little moan of pleasure. Her other hand slid into the waistband of her yoga pants and she began to touch herself. That was it for me, and I could hold back no longer. I crested the wave of my orgasm, my shaft pulsing. Cum squirted from the end; not the geyser I had shot forth earlier but still clearly visible in the light, dripping from my cock to spot on the asphalt between myself and the car on which Laura sat. I grunted and moaned as I came, as if to force every drop of cum from my balls, and Laura laughed delightedly. My orgasm finished, I slowed then ended my stroke. I stood for a moment, still hard, a bead of cum formed on my cock head. Laura withdrew her hand from her waistband almost embarrassedly. I bent to retrieve my boxers, making as if to wipe myself with them, but Laura stopped me. Leaning forward, she slipped the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth, licking me clean. My cock was still sensitive from my orgasm, and I gasped and shivered. Laura made an appreciative noise as she let my cock plop loose from her mouth. "I wanted to blow you," she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "But you're such a kinky guy, I knew you'd be happier giving me a show." "You didn't like the show?" I asked. "Oh, I loved it," she smiled. "But it means I'll never get a chance to show you what I can do, too. Now now you're going away." "Well," I said, "I can always come and visit; the next time Ryan's out of town?" She laughed. "I just might take you up on that." We said our goodbyes then. She grabbed me in a bare-chested hug before pulling her top down, pressing her bare breasts to my naked torso. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing, and squealing delightedly. "Seriously, call me," she said, replacing her clothing, and she headed quickly back down the driveway and away, presumably before her husband wondered where she had gone to. After that, there was little left for me to do. I gathered up my discarded clothes, tossed them into the passenger seat, and then hopped into my car and drove away from the house. On The Road To Campus I spent most of the overnight drive back to college nude, donning my t-shirt and jeans only to get gas or visit rest stops. I was nude again as I arrived on campus; it was early morning by then, and not a soul was around when I parked up by the dorm. Cautiously I opened the car door and stepped out. It wasn't my first time being nude on campus at this sort of hour, and I knew the low light and early morning mist meant I was pretty safe to do so. But I was so tired I had no energy for fun, and picking up my loose clothes and one of my bags from the car I headed straight into the dorm. My roommate didn't stir as I went into our room; fortunate, as I would have had to explain to him why I had walked in completely naked; and I quickly kicked off my shoes and crawled into bed. I lay back, and as sleep came quickly to me I smiled. I would miss my old home town a great deal, and I had so many fond memories of growing up there. But, I told myself, none would be quite as memorable as my last evening there. By Requiax, for Literotica

Getting Policed & Propositioned.A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.So I was feeling euphoric as I continued on my way back to my family’s vacated house. This whole experience had been a fantasy of mine for a long time; that it was going so well in reality was giving me even more confidence.Car 9So, I didn’t hear the car pull in behind me. Not until the flash of blue lights and the peal of the siren, anyway!I jumped, and turned. I was on a quiet road, no other people or traffic; but a police cruiser had just pulled up to the curb right where I was walking!Had someone who had seen me walking around naked called the police? That was my first thought. It was, after all, something I had expected. My only plan for dealing with such as that had been to keep moving, and hope that by the time the cops were called and (if they decided to) responded, I would be somewhere else. But was that enough, or had my own hubris gotten the better of me and I’d underestimated the police ability to locate one naked dude somewhere in town? Or was this just a random patrol who had seen me out walking and done what any cop would do and investigate.I froze in panic, all my excitement undone in an instant. I knew I was breaking the law. Public nudity is illegal in my state. Yet here I was, stark naked on a public street, with no clothes nearby. I was potentially in real trouble.In a flash I considered my options. I’m a fit guy, and I briefly wondered about running. I wasn’t a million miles from the house now. But it wasn’t like I had access to the house any more, the keys were with the realtor. The only reason I was going back to the house was for me to put my clothes back on, get in my car and go. And could I really outrun a police cruiser? Or was it more likely that I’d just make more trouble for myself (or even; worst case scenario; end up in a car chase if the police assumed I was intoxicated and then saw me get behind the wheel)?I could pretend I was drunk, or high; or even that I was freaking out. But those weren’t sensible suggestions. Being drunk or high and naked in public would probably go down worse than being straight sober and nude; and if they thought I was crazy I might find myself getting a tazer to the balls; or even a gun pointed in my face. Even at best I’d probably end up in a hospital getting checked out when I needed to be on my way back to college.I decided that really, the only option I had was to co-operate with the cops and tell them the truth (well, a version of the truth; if at all possible I intended to leave out the part where I had masturbated publicly in front of people!).I turned and faced the cruiser. I had my hands by my sides, palms out; I didn’t want the cops to think I meant trouble.It was a lone officer driving, and he got out of the car. He was an older cop, about my dad’s age. I recognised him; I didn’t know his name but when you’ve been a teenager in a small town you get to know all the local cops, and they get to know you.“Are you alright there, son?” he asked me.I nodded. “Uh-huh, I’m fine officer.”He took a long look at me. “Where are your clothes, son?”“Um, I don’t have them with me.”“I can see that. Where are they?”I paused. "Back at my house.“"You been drinking?” He asked. “Smoked anything? Taken anything?”I shook my head. “No sir.” He looked sceptical, but appeared to take me at my word.“Then, son, do you mind telling me what you’re doing out here at this time of day in a public place without a stitch of clothing on you?”I chose my words carefully.“Well, officer,” I began, “it’s my last day in town. I’m moving away and I’m leaving tonight. And, well, I just got this idea in me that before I went I would do a little streak, just my way of seeing the town off. It seems real dumb now to say it to you but it just made me laugh at the time to think it, so I sorta dared myself to take my clothes off and run about a bit. You know, the way sometimes people do at football games and the like?”Well, it wasn’t a lie. I wasn’t sure if the sort of prolonged public nudity I had engaged in counted as ‘streaking’ exactly; but it came I think from the same motivation; that compulsion to exhibit oneself, to show my naked body to the world.The cop said nothing for a minute. I could tell he was turning my explanation over in his mind, looking to see if it held up. I had no idea if he was responding to a complaint; if he was, my story might unravel, especially if it showed I had been naked for about 90 minutes now and travelled quite far.“You know, son, that running around in public view in the altogether is against the law?”“I know, officer,” I replied, trying to sound suitably contrite. “I’m sorry for this. I meant no harm, I was just having a little fun before I leave town. But I should have thought about it more. I guess I’m in real trouble now, huh?”The cop looked thoughtful. “Well now,” he said after a while, “I wouldn’t say that.” He opened the door to his cruiser and made to lean inside, but stopped and turned back to me. “Cover yourself up a moment would you, son,” he advised. I cupped both hands over my cock and balls. I’d been very conscious of my nakedness during this whole conversation; the presence of the cop in his starchy uniform seemed to emphasise more my own nudity and vulnerability. Fortunately, my cock had stayed flaccid; I was too nervous to get aroused.Satisfied for the moment, the cop leaned back into his cruiser and picked up his radio. “Dispatch, this is car 9,” he hailed.After a moment the radio crackled back; “Dispatch. Go ahead car 9.”The cop paused, then spoke clearly. “Dispatch, has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”The woman on the other end of the radio seemed thrown by this question. “Code 3 1 4, car 9?” she repeated.“Affirmative, dispatch. Has anyone called in a code 3 1 4 tonight?”“No, car 9,” the woman replied after a moment. “No call outs for code 3 1 4. Why?”“Just a conversation with a citizen, dispatch,” the cop replied. "Nothing to worry about. Car 9 out.“(I learned later that a 3 1 4 was the penal code for indecent exposure or public nudity, and if someone had called the cops about me, that would have been what would have gone out to the officer on call; although at the time it meant nothing to me).Cupped or CuffedThe cop turned back to me."Well son,” he said, “it seems like we’ve had no complaints about you. So it looks like the only law enforcement that knows you’re out here with your dingus in the wind is me."Now,” he continued, “I really should write you up with a citation, at least give you a ticket and give you a ride back home. But, you seem like a good kid. I know your folks, know of them anyway, and when you say you’re leaving town tonight I know that’s true. I think you’re a smart kid who decided to do something dumb on a goof and, well, it isn’t in me to punish you for that. How old are you, son? 18, 19?”“20,” I replied. He nodded.“I got a son around your age and he’s a smart kid too but he says and does the dumbest stuff sometimes. Not 'run around the street in your birthday suit’ dumb but still pretty dumb. I wouldn’t want to see him get into trouble for that and I doubt your daddy would want the same for you."Well,” he continued, “the way I see it is, if you can tell me you’re gonna turn around and head straight back home and put your goddamn pants back on, and you do just that, I’m willing to forget I ever saw you. Can you do that?”I nodded enthusiastically. "Of course officer. I was actually just heading-“He cut me off. "Just go, son. The longer you’re stood there with your balls out, the more likely it is someone will call it in and then I can’t ignore it.” Evidently, I learned later; there are some statutes which require a community complaint, in order to be prosecuted. Just as a cop's peace cannot be disturbed, A cop's morals cannot be outraged. The community has to initiate the complaint.I thanked him and set off in a sprint for home. I kept my hands cupped over my genitals until I was out of his sight, then I just jogged briskly, my cock swinging as I moved. I felt a great sense of relief; I’d got caught by a cop, the thing I had specifically not wanted to happen to me, and yet I’d got away with it. Had it been any other day or night I had tried this, I might well have ended up in a whole load of trouble, with the law and with my parents. But because it was my final night in town, it seemed like fate had cut me some slack and given me a cop who was willing to look the other way as long as nobody had come to any harm.Sunset DrivewayI was feeling excited again, thrilled once more by my own exposure. But I also felt a sense of sadness. I was almost back at the family home; I’d no intention of breaking my word to the cop and doing any further nude adventuring tonight. But once I got back to our old home, the fun would be over, and I’d be clothed again and on my way.I rounded the corner and headed along my old street. It was night now, and a lot of the houses were dark. There were a few lights on but I didn’t feel like I was at risk of getting into trouble here. I was nearly home anyway, and my clothes should be where I left them, on the floor by my car.Sure enough, as I walked up my driveway I could see them; crumpled jeans, boxers and a t-shirt. It had been over 2 hours since I’d last had any clothes on, and in that time I’d been seen by who knows how many people; all of them staring at my naked body and exposed cock. I’d masturbated, and ejaculated, in front of two complete strangers, shopped in a convenience store nude, and even brushed with the law and got away with it. Whatever exhibitionism I got up to in future, it would be hard to top this.As I got to the car I decided to postpone the disappointment. As it was now dark, I could probably get away with driving in the nude. As long as I kept my clothes close by, I would be able to go maybe even until my first stop for gas without dressing!Mrs. RobinsonI was walking around to where my clothes lay when I heard my name being called.“Chris?" came the shout. "Chris Gill?”I turned. Walking up the driveway towards me was a woman. I recognised her straight away. Her name was Laura. She was one of our neighbours; and the wife of a friend of my dad’s.I was busted. Ryan, Laura’s husband, was one of the people who would be keeping in touch with my parents, if only through Facebook. If she told her husband she’d caught me naked outside the house, word would get back to my mom and dad, and I’d have some awkward explaining to do. I could probably come up with an excuse to them that would cover it (as it was only in the driveway), but still, I’d have preferred not to have had to discuss it with them.“Um, hi Laura,” I said. My clothes were on the bottom step; I went to reach for them, then stopped.Laura was close now, lit by the outside light of the house, which was still on, its sensor triggered by her presence. Laura was younger than her husband by quite a few years; she was only in her late thirties, or at most forty. She was dressed, as she often was this time of night, in running gear; yoga pants and sneakers, a loose muscle vest with a sports bra top underneath it. The tight clothes hugged her athletic curves. Laura was always working out, running or exercising, and it paid off. She was flat stomached, with a rounded swing to her hips and small, but not over-small, breasts. Her face was tanned and youthful, only a few lines in the corner of her eyes. She took care of herself and never left the house without looking her best, and in my teens I had harboured more than a small crush on her. And she was currently smiling happily at me.“Chris Gill, you’re naked,” she exclaimed. “What are you doing out here naked?”“Uh, yeah,” I said, standing up. “I was just;  uh; ”“I saw you earlier,” she went on. “You went out, down the street, no clothes on you at all, just like now. Have you been naked this whole time?”I decided, once again, that honesty was the best policy. It’s hard to lie when you’ve got no clothes on!“Yeah,” I said, trying to appear casual about it.“What?” she said. “You’ve been running round the neighbourhood naked?”“Yeah,” I said. “Actually I went into town.”Her eyes widened. “Like that?” She looked me up and down. I became very aware of my gaze, and my cock, which had been flaccid, began to stir.I nodded.“And you didn’t get arrested?”“Nah. A cop saw me. He was cool though.”She shook her head. “I can’t believe it,” she said. “Why on earth would you do that?”“Well,” I shrugged. “It was my last night here. I wanted to make it memorable. And besides,” my cock was slowly rising now, “I just really like being naked in front of people.”She laughed warmly. “Why am I just learning this now?” she asked in mock exasperation. "Why when this is your last night here? I’d have had you mowing our lawn naked every time Ryan was out of town!“A dozen frustrated teenage Milf fantasies fizzed in my mind. From her tone and body language I could tell that, far from being shocked or embarrassed by my naked body, Laura was enjoying the experience of seeing me exposed. My cock sprang to full attention as we talked."Front lawn?” I joked. Laura laughed again.“It would give the neighbours something to talk about,” she said. “And something tells me you’d have been quite happy to do it.”She was doing the worst job of pretending she hadn’t noticed my erection; something which only served to increase my arousal as I noticed every downward glance she was making. I confirmed to her that, yes, I’d have been more than happy to go naked in public at her direction, and I began to describe some of my prior experiences with exhibitionism, which she reacted to with humour and enthusiasm.I was rock hard now. Almost without realising it, as we talked I reached down and took my cock in my hand. I gave myself a few lazy, slow strokes, a tingle of pleasure running through me.Laura looked down again, making no attempt to hide it this time. “Naughty boy,” she said with a smile.I made no reply, instead I slowly stroked my cock again.Laura pulled off her muscle vest, exposing her tanned, flat stomach. “Is that what you want to do?” she asked.I nodded. Laura hiked herself up, sitting on the hood of my car. She parted her legs, and I stepped into that V of space between them, under the spotlight of the security lamp, ready to perform.I stroked myself, long movements up and down my shaft. I stood legs apart, crotch thrust forward, stomach muscles tight. I took my time; I had come once already, not an hour before, so I knew I would last a lot longer this time. Laura would appreciate a decent show, I thought.She watched in silence, eyes wide. She was leaning back on the front hood of my car, biting her lip, a smile teasing on her face.I stroked myself for a few minutes, finding a rhythm. I made sure she could see everything.After a while, Laura shifted. As I watched and pleasured myself, she pushed her elasticated sports bra upwards, freeing her breasts beneath, exposing them. Her skin was the same tanned shade; clearly she didn’t wear a bikini to sunbathe; her small brown nipples puckered and hard. She rolled one between thumb and forefinger, letting out a little moan of pleasure. Her other hand slid into the waistband of her yoga pants and she began to touch herself.That was it for me, and I could hold back no longer. I crested the wave of my orgasm, my shaft pulsing. Cum squirted from the end; not the geyser I had shot forth earlier but still clearly visible in the light, dripping from my cock to spot on the asphalt between myself and the car on which Laura sat. I grunted and moaned as I came, as if to force every drop of cum from my balls, and Laura laughed delightedly.My orgasm finished, I slowed then ended my stroke. I stood for a moment, still hard, a bead of cum formed on my cock head. Laura withdrew her hand from her waistband almost embarrassedly. I bent to retrieve my boxers, making as if to wipe myself with them, but Laura stopped me. Leaning forward, she slipped the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth, licking me clean. My cock was still sensitive from my orgasm, and I gasped and shivered. Laura made an appreciative noise as she let my cock plop loose from her mouth.“I wanted to blow you,” she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. “But you’re such a kinky guy, I knew you’d be happier giving me a show.”“You didn’t like the show?” I asked.“Oh, I loved it,” she smiled. “But it means I’ll never get a chance to show you what I can do, too. Now now you’re going away.”“Well,” I said, “I can always come and visit; the next time Ryan’s out of town?”She laughed. “I just might take you up on that.”We said our goodbyes then. She grabbed me in a bare-chested hug before pulling her top down, pressing her bare breasts to my naked torso. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing, and squealing delightedly. “Seriously, call me,” she said, replacing her clothing, and she headed quickly back down the driveway and away, presumably before her husband wondered where she had gone to.After that, there was little left for me to do. I gathered up my discarded clothes, tossed them into the passenger seat, and then hopped into my car and drove away from the house.On The Road To CampusI spent most of the overnight drive back to college nude, donning my t-shirt and jeans only to get gas or visit rest stops. I was nude again as I arrived on campus; it was early morning by then, and not a soul was around when I parked up by the dorm. Cautiously I opened the car door and stepped out. It wasn’t my first time being nude on campus at this sort of hour, and I knew the low light and early morning mist meant I was pretty safe to do so. But I was so tired I had no energy for fun, and picking up my loose clothes and one of my bags from the car I headed straight into the dorm.My roommate didn’t stir as I went into our room; fortunate, as I would have had to explain to him why I had walked in completely naked; and I quickly kicked off my shoes and crawled into bed.I lay back, and as sleep came quickly to me I smiled. I would miss my old home town a great deal, and I had so many fond memories of growing up there. But, I told myself, none would be quite as memorable as my last evening there.By Requiax, for Literotica

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Tiffany Haddish is giving new meaning to “cuffing season.” Early Friday morning, the “Girls Trip” star was charged with a DUI after being found asleep at the wheel in the middle of a busy LA street. If this sounds familiar, it is. Last year, the actor/comedian was charged with a DUI in Atlanta after being found - you guessed it - asleep at the wheel. Just like she did last time, Tiffany's trying to laugh it off onstage. But her latest run-in with the law doesn't seem like a laughing matter, and we have to ask: does Tiffany need to wake up?See 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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-RECONSTRUCTION is the tone of this episode. The guys switch it up as they turn on the microphones and Cuff opens up about the major transition he's gone through, professionally and personally, over the first eight months of 2023. The C.E.O of the show talks describes what he's learned about himself after going through a divorce to start the year and how he used a 42 day fast leading up to his birthday to reset himself and move forward in the next phase of his life. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/ryan-cuffee4/message

In this episode of the Psychedelic Podcast, Paul F. Austin welcomes Jaiya, somatic sexologist and creator of the Erotic Blueprint Breakthrough™. Find episode links, summary, and transcript here. Jaiya shares the extensive experience and research that led to the creation of the Erotic Blueprint, a framework that helps individuals discover and express their authentic erotic selves. The conversation explores the five Erotic Blueprints–Energetic, Sensual, Kinky, Sexual, and Shapeshifter–highlighting their unique qualities and shadow aspects. The conversation emphasizes that sexual expression, compatibility, and consciousness are learnable skills anyone can cultivate.  As the episode unfolds, Paul and Jaiya explore ecstatic states while drawing parallels between sexuality and psychedelics as inherent life forces. Jaiya: Internationally recognized, award-winning sexologist and best-selling author (Red Hot Touch and Cuffed, Tied & Satisfied), Jaiya is the creator of the Erotic Blueprint Breakthrough™ and the Erotic Blueprint™ Quiz. Through more than two decades of client observation and clinical research, she discovered a map of arousal that reveals your specific erotic language of turn-on. This revolutionary framework helps you create deeper connections and total sexual satisfaction. Highlights: The five Erotic Blueprints and their unique sexual expressions. Jaiya's journey to becoming a somatic sexologist. The role psychedelics played in Jaiya's healing, transformation, and sexuality. Psychedelics for healing sexual trauma and facilitating full sexual expression. The importance of safe containers and consent when it comes to sex and psychedelics. Cultivating ecstatic literacy. Finding cosmic union through Tantra. The Erotic Blueprint coaching certification program. What Jaiya is working on next. Key Links: Jaiya's website: https://missjaiya.com Take the Erotic Blueprint™ Quiz www.eroticbreakthrough.com Jaiya in the Netflix series,: https://www.netflix.com/title/81459349 Psychedelics & Sex: A Powerhouse Combination: https://thethirdwave.co/psychedelics-and-sex/ Episode Sponsor: Apollo Neuro. Third Wave listeners get 15% off.

Dax Holt and Adam Glyn get you caught up on the biggest stories in Hollywood in the Raw Rundown! The guys talk about Amanda Bynes in trouble again, Britney and her sister reunite, Larsa Pippen cashes in, & MORE! Take a dive into Hollywood unlike any you've done before. Real, raw, and uncensored. Join us as we talk to celebs living their lives in front of the cameras AND hear from the paparazzi, bodyguards, and private flight attendants that surround them. Find out what your favorite celebrities are REALLY like. Hosted by entertainment news veteran Dax Holt and NYC photojournalist Adam Glyn. Follow Hollywood Raw TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@hollywoodraw  Instagram:instagram.com/hollywoodrawpod Facebook:facebook.com/HollywoodRawPodcast Twitter: twitter.com/hollywoodraw  Dax Holt Insta:https://www.instagram.com/daxholt/ Twitter: twitter.com/daxholt TikTok: tiktok.com/@dax_holt Adam Glyn Insta: https://www.instagram.com/adamglyn/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/adamglyn TikTok: tiktok.com/@adamglyn YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/AdamsAppleNYC/ A Hurrdat Media Production. Hurrdat Media is a digital media and commercial video production company based in Omaha, NE. Find more podcasts on the Hurrdat Media Network and learn more about our other services today on: https://hurrdatmedia.com. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In your Phone Tap, Jeff's calling a woman and telling her that her husband might have been up to something SPICY the night she left a neighborhood party earlier than he did… See omny.fm/listener for privacy information.

In your Phone Tap, Jeff's calling a woman and telling her that her husband might have been up to something SPICY the night she left a neighborhood party earlier than he did… See omny.fm/listener for privacy information.

On this week's episode, Tony and Russ are joined by Laurence Holmes while Jason is out sick. The guys have an unscripted discussion about politics and how young people view voting as they watched Chicago's Mayoral Election. Russ asks Laurence to talk about his feelings about where sports media is amid layoffs around the industry. Laurence discusses how he's seen Sports Adjacent grow as they approach their two-year anniversary. The guys take a trip down memory lane about taking trips to the mall as kids, finally recording in the same room and much more. Tony Gill is presented by Sheets & Giggles. Go to sheetsgiggles.com/SA and you'll get 23% off your total order by using promo code "SPORTS". The Sheet Set is soft, smooth, 100% eucalyptus and it's a game changer in bed.Sports Adjacent is also brought to you by BetMGM. Get the BetMGM app and grab this deal: Place any bet with BetMGM and get your money back up to $1000 if you don't win your bet. Just use promo code ADJACENT1000. Link: https://mediaserver.betmgmpartners.com/renderBanner.do?zoneId=1683568Visit BetMGM.com for Terms and Conditions. Must be 21 years of age or older to wager. Valid in states where BetMGM is legal. New Customer Offer. All promotions are subject to qualification and eligibility requirements. Rewards issued as non-withdrawable free bets or site credit. Free bets expire 7 days from issuance. Excludes Michigan Disassociated Persons. Please Gamble Responsibly. Gambling problem? Call 1-800-NEXT-STEP (AZ), 1-800-522-4700 (CO, DC, KS, LA, NV, WY, VA), 1-800-270-7117 for confidential help (MI), 1-800-GAMBLER (IN, MD, NJ, & WV), 1-800-BETS OFF (IA), 1-800-981-0023(PR), or Call (877-8-HOPENY) or text HOPENY (467369) (NY). Call or text the Tennessee REDLINE: 800-889-9789 (TN) or call 1-888-777-9696 (MS). Promotional offers not available in Nevada and New York.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/house-of-l-podcast/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Weed stocks just had their best day in 3 years because President Biden loosened the financial handcuffs. Handbags are the hottest alternative investment, because the marketplace for secondhand Gucci is easy and online. And YouTube legend MrBeast revealed the secret to YouTube: The Thumbnail. $CGC $TLRY $GOOG $REAL $LVMUY Follow The Best One Yet on Instagram, Twitter, and Tiktok: @tboypod And now watch us on Youtube Want a Shoutout on the pod? Fill out this form Got the Best Fact Yet? We got a form for that too Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices