Podcasts about Date Night

Welcome back to another wild episode of NNFA Podcast with the Casey Jones of NNFA, Simeon Goodson! He's back fresh off a casino run with Hannibal Buress, still lit from Dave & Buster's, and ready to drop gems (and chaos). Dave and Simeon dive into everything from Ozempic and Bad Bunny fandoms to Atlantic City pastors and hood dogs. It's raw, hilarious, and splendiferous! LIKE, SHARE & SUBSCRIBE to NNFA https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLAUp-4rTF4q4XLujbJ51YQ NO NEED FOR APOLOGIES TOUR DATES https://www.linktr.ee/nnfaNNFA MERCH https://nnfa.creator-spring.com/ BONUS EPISODES https://www.patreon.com/c/ImDaveTemple?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink -----------------Follow host Derek GainesIG https://www.instagram.com/thegreatboy/ Follow host Dave TempleIG https://www.instagram.com/imdavetemple/ YouTube https://www.youtube.com/@DAT46Follow Simeon GoodsonIG - https://www.instagram.com/simdelacreme/ Follow No Need for ApologiesInstagram https://www.instagram.com/nnfapodcast/ TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@noneedforapologies Facebook https://www.facebook.com/noneedforapologies/Produced by Teona SashaIG https://www.instagram.com/teonasasha/TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@teonasasha -----------------To advertise your product on our podcasts please email jimmy@gasdigitalmarketing.com with a brief description about your product and any shows you may be interested in advertising on.SEND US MAIL:GaS Digital StudiosAttn: NNFA151 1st Ave # 311New York, NY 10003"No Need for Apologies" - NEW Episodes every Saturday at 3PM/ET on YouTube-----------------See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

De langverwachte datenight van Kelvin en Nina liep uit tot een regelrechte ramp... Na weken uitkijken naar wat qualitytime hebben ze vooral veel qualitytime met hun pyjama gehad. Het ene debacle was nog niet achter de rug of ze vielen ze thuis alweer in de volgende kat-astrofe en dus neemt Kel een rigoreus besluit over Otje…

Date Night! What's going onnnn? Join us for a date as we drive around LA vintage stores to find stuff for our halloween costumes. What's on our mind? This lake house we found on Redfin that we can't stop thinking about. Should we get it and film a new renovation series?? Other topics include debates about whether farting under the sheets can actually ruin them and how we'd feel about living in a murder house. It's a Halloween special. We love date nights and we love you! This episode is brought to you by Toups & Co, Minted, Squarespace, Grüns, and Jones Road Beauty. Toups & Co. makes skincare and makeup that are 100% natural, made with ingredients you can actually pronounce. Visit toupsandco.com and use code WITHWHIT at checkout for 15% off your first purchase.Minted holiday cards are joy in your mailbox. Bring your traditions to life with independent art and design this holiday season. Use code WITHWHIT for 20% off Minted Holiday Cards, Gifts and Wrapping Paper.Head to squarespace.com/WITHWHIT for a free trial, and when you're ready to launch, use WITHWHIT to save 10% off your first purchase of a website or domain.Visit gruns.co and use code WITHWHIT at checkout for up to 52% off your first order.This holiday season, simplify your routine with makeup that's clean, strategic, and multifunctional. Head to Jonesroadbeauty.com and use code WITHWHIT at checkout.Please note that this episode may contain paid endorsements and advertisements for products and services. Individuals on the show may have a direct or indirect financial interest in products or services referred to in this episode.Produced by Dear Media.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

How many hot dogs is too many to seal the deal? Find out on today's… It's Come To This This week, we hit the well known hot dog stand/LA landmark, Pink's Hot Dogs. Let us know your favorite LA dog spots in the comments!! We're going to one more hot dog spot before changing cuisines. You can find full length episodes of It's Come To This here on our YouTube channel. And the “shorties” on social media. New episodes every other Tuesday! A little side serving to our podcast, #PIE. Link in bio.

Hour 1 of The Plank Show with Chris Plank and Blake Gamble recap the OU Women's and Men's basketball season opening games from Monday night as well as taking a look around the world of sports... oh and Plank's date night to Target where he spent more than he hoped.

In this episode, the boyz link up for another classic episode as they talk about their first ever dates among other hilarious stories. Enjoy!

Text Me Here!!!Date Night + Conference Talk = My Favorite Time!I had this thought that rather than just talk about how great confenrence was, we really need to dive into it together! Welcome to The GenConf series! We are starting it off, not only with the first talk of this most recent General Conference, Elder Stevenson's 'Blessed Are the Peacemakers' but also with my favorite person, my eternal partner for life, Britton Hogan.Y'all, I love getting to have conversations like these with Britton, so to finally have one recorded is something I will just hold so close to my heart forever!But I hope you enjoy the things we were able to pull out from this talk and please tell me your thoughts or other things you pulled out from Elder Stevenson's talk.You can find the whole conference address here: https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2025/10/12stevenson?lang=eng Insta: @munchandminglepodcastE-mail: munchandminglepodcast@gmail.com

In Episode 513, Ryan and Jose are joined by David Blair for another Book Club of Blood. This time, we cover "Son of Celluloid".  This is the Clive Barker Podcast, where long-time fans Ryan and Jose interview guests, bring you the news, and take deep dives into Barker-related stuff.  This episode will be available in Podcast Audio and Youtube Video. Sponsor : Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination | Pinterest | ETSY Store Check out his recent paintings, The Waiting Room II, "Tulips III",   "Date Night", Texas Friends: Don will hbe at an art Show in Pearland, November 22nd at Country Place Soclal Hall Sponsor : Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Hellraiser 2022 Short about the new puzzle box configurations Sponsor : The Now Playing Podcast Patreon (Live Thanks)    Patreon Members Shout-Out (Become a Patron) David Anderson Erik Van T' Holt Daniel Elven Amanda Stewart Bradley Gartz Matthew Batten Bennett Jesse Clara Leslie Timothy Ramakers Terry Murdock Sponsor: Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination Sponsor, Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Sponsor : The Now Playing Podcast New from Patreon Extended interview with Peter Atkins Texas Frightmare Memories The Lost World of the EctoSphere Kickstarter Update New Sponsor - Now Playing Podcast Survey Needed -  Nathan Smith   Book Club of Blood Discussion: Books. Of Blood Vol. 3 | Son of Celluloid   Show Notes Eclipse Graphic Novel adaptation Les Edwards' Site Son Of Celluloid on Revelations & early attempt at Film Adaptation   Feedback / Questions Thoughts from Reddit Thoughts from Discord Coming Next Hellraiser Revival Discord Interviews and news Book Club of Blood: Rawhead Rex And this podcast, having no beginning will have no end.   web www.clivebarkercast.com Apple Podcasts,  Android,  Amazon Music, Spotify, Pandora, Libsyn, Tunein, iHeart Radio, Pocket Casts, Radio.com, and YouTube and Facebook: | BarkerCast Listeners Group | Occupy Midian  BlueSky | Reddit | Discord Community   Support the show Buy Our Book: The BarkerCast Interviews Occupy Midian  Hardcover | Kindle | Apple Become a Patreon Patron | Buy a T-Shirt   Music is by Ray Norrish   All Links and show notes in their Entirety can be found at https://www.clivebarkercast.com   ----------   AI Summary   The group began transitioning into an in-depth analysis of Clive Barker's "Son of Celluloid," exploring its narrative structure, themes, and character development. They examined various aspects of the story, including its cinematic references, character motivations, and the decline of traditional movie theaters, while sharing personal memories of past theater experiences. The discussion concluded with an exploration of the story's themes of illusions and reality, monster encounters, and the challenges of adapting Barker's work into different media formats.    They then began analyzing Clive Barker's "Son of Celluloid," discussing its narrative structure divided into three acts and its themes of ambition and cancer as metaphors. The story follows Barbario, a fugitive criminal who hides in an old movie theater and watches a Fellini film while bleeding to death, unaware that his cancer is the result of his dangerous lifestyle. The group noted that while the story contains dated references to Marilyn Monroe and John Wayne, it effectively captures the nostalgia of old movie theaters and the magic of cinema.     The group discussed Clive Barker's story about a theater that became haunted after changing from a place of worship to a cinema, with José explaining how the building accumulated decades of audience emotions and became a "cathedral of collective dreams." They explored the character development of Birdie, the ticket lady who is bored and self-conscious about her weight, and how her intelligence becomes her strength when facing the antagonist. The conversation also touched on the decline of cinema attendance and the specific details of the Tron Ares movie, including Bruce Boxleitner's decision not to reprise his role as Tron.   Memories of Classic Movie Theaters The group discussed their memories of old movie theaters, including the smell of cigarettes and popcorn, torn seats, and pre-movie slides advertising local businesses. They shared their first movie theater experiences, with Ryan remembering "Sinbad and the Eye of the Tiger" and Blair recalling "Star Wars" at a drive-in. José shared his fond memories of watching "E.T." as a child and mentioned the original darker treatment for the film. The conversation then shifted to Ricky's investigation of Lindy Lee's boyfriend in the bathroom, where he unexpectedly finds himself in a Western-themed setting. Monster's Failed Illusion Tactics The group discussed the story's themes of illusions manifesting in reality, particularly focusing on a scene where a monster creates a John Wayne illusion to threaten characters. They analyzed how the monster's aggressive approach failed when Ricky punched the illusion, leading to its dissolution. The discussion highlighted Ricky's character contrast with Birdie's correct choices, and noted that the monster would likely try a different tactic after this failed attempt at intimidation. Horror at the Movie Theater The group discussed a horror story involving a movie theater, where Birdie discovers a bloody scene and an unconscious man, while Lindy Lee disappears after seeing a bunny. Birdie attempts to call for help but is thwarted by a mysterious voice that locks the doors, forcing her to retrieve keys from Ricky. Despite her initial fear, Birdie wisely decides to seek help rather than stay trapped, and she eventually finds the body of a victim whose eyes have been violently removed. Marilyn Monster Seduction Analysis The group discussed a scene from a graphic novel where a monster in the form of Marilyn Monroe seduces Ricky, leading to his death. They analyzed the visual and narrative elements, including the use of flickering lights to create the illusion and the monster's need for attention. The conversation touched on themes of immortality through pop culture icons and Ricky's foolish decision to engage with the monster despite the danger. They also briefly mentioned Birdie's attempt to defend herself with a crowbar. Psychic Monster Comic Adaptation The group discussed the comic adaptation of a story involving a monster that feeds on psychic energy from moviegoers. They analyzed key plot points, including Birdie's armed defense against attackers, her escape attempt through a theater fire exit, and her confrontation with the monster. José highlighted the monster's transformation and its connection to the character Barbario, while Ryan and Blair noted the story's exploration of themes like ambition, waste, and the impact of movies on people's lives. The discus Adapting 'Son of Celluloid The group discussed Clive Barker's "Son of Celluloid," focusing on its themes of body horror, celebrity worship, and the dangers of spectatorship. They explored the challenges of adapting the story into a film, particularly regarding the use of real celebrities' likenesses. José shared insights from Barker's early attempts to pitch the story to studios and the eventual difficulties in securing funding. The conversation also touched on the graphic novel adaptation by Steve Niles and Les Edwards, highlighting its painted artwork and the availability of original pages for sale. The group agreed to explore the story further in their next episode, which will focus on "Rawhead Rex."

Even een leuke extra op de zaterdag! We praten met Leonie ter Veld en Frank van der Lende, hosts van KINDEREN!!! Zij zijn jonge ouders met jonge kinderen, die kennelijk puf hebben voor date nights én… date days. Hoe doen ze dat. Hoe. Nou dat hoor je in een hele leuke aflevering van hun podcast bij ons. Eerst praten we met ze (aan Nynke moet even uitgelegd worden wat een date ook alweer is) en daarna hoor je Leonie en Frank over het jonge ouderschap, hun dagelijkse struggles en tijd maken voor je partner. Is het echt zo onmisbaar als iedereen zegt? Geniet van KINDEREN!!!, wij zijn er maandag (of dinsdag) weer. Ciao! Nynke en AnneSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Justin Trudeau's admiration for Katy Perry sparks a conversation about how celebrities handle public compliments and authenticity in their relationships. Jared dives into the fine line between genuine praise and looking like a “simp,” with nods to couples like Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce, or Meghan and Harry, who constantly face media scrutiny. From political figures to pop stars, this episode unpacks how fame magnifies every word and gesture in love. It's a funny, thoughtful take on public perception, sincerity, and the art of saying something nice without losing your edge.The best way to cook just got better. Go to http://hellofresh.com/JTRAIN10FM to get 10 free meals + a free item for life. One per box with active subscription. Free meals applied as discount on first box, new subscribers only, varies by plan.

Date Night Guide with Dani Meyering with date night ideas and other Halloween activities. See the list here: https://www.orlandodatenightguide.com/things-to-do-22853/ See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Matt needs to spice up his date nights Jesus and Cleopatra were the hottest couple back in the day Women need a girl’s night every 22 days…it’s science! You never want to shake hands with someone after they masturbate I’m outside and I can see you – Stav’s creepy texts What is the most sought after personalised plate? See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome to our annual Halloween spooky spectacular with a film that needs two Vs to spell out Witch because it is very, very awesome! Rach tells us all about living deliciously: how she ranks the animals in this movie, why she is a rabbit, and how much she wants to knock those twins' heads together. Ty does his best devil impersonations while telling spooky stories about the sexy witch dreams that inspired the film, who the real terror on set was, and how Robert Eggers became the horror icon we all know and love today.

Bobby talked about his successful date night with his wife last night which has been rare because of her being pregnant. We all shared what a successful date night looks for us at this point in our lives. We talked about the crazy story of a so-called young “mom” who admitted to bizarrely faking her entire pregnancy and even trying to pass off a silicone doll as her newborn! Bobby talked about a court that ordered a man to pay his ex-wife compensation after he saved her contact as "Chubby". Amy talks about how she would feel if that would have happened during her divorce. We also start a new round of Easy Trivia but it's met with some controversy as Eddie gets to kick someone out of this round.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome to Ask Paul Tripp, a weekly podcast from Paul Tripp Ministries where pastor and best-selling author Dr. Paul David Tripp answers your questions, connecting the transforming power of Jesus Christ to everyday life.This week, Paul responds to a listener seeking wisdom on maintaining regular date nights in marriage and how to handle childcare when neither set of parents shares their faith.If you have a question you'd like to ask Paul, you can email ask@paultripp.com or submit it online at PaulTripp.com/AskPartner with Paul Tripp Ministries:PaulTripp.com/Give

Bobby talked about his successful date night with his wife last night which has been rare because of her being pregnant. We all shared what a successful date night looks for us at this point in our lives. We talked about the crazy story of a so-called young “mom” who admitted to bizarrely faking her entire pregnancy and even trying to pass off a silicone doll as her newborn! Bobby talked about a court that ordered a man to pay his ex-wife compensation after he saved her contact as "Chubby". Amy talks about how she would feel if that would have happened during her divorce. We also start a new round of Easy Trivia but it's met with some controversy as Eddie gets to kick someone out of this round.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Date Night Guide with Dani Meyering with date night ideas for Halloween season! See the list here: https://www.orlandodatenightguide.com/things-to-do-22853/ See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this week’s First $1,000 segment, hear how a board-game collector transformed an unused café basement into a candle-lit playground for couples. Side Hustle School features a new episode EVERY DAY, featuring detailed case studies of people who earn extra money without quitting their job. This year, the show includes free guided lessons and listener Q&A several days each week. Show notes: SideHustleSchool.com Email: team@sidehustleschool.com Be on the show: SideHustleSchool.com/questions Connect on Instagram: @193countries Visit Chris's main site: ChrisGuillebeau.com Read A Year of Mental Health: yearofmentalhealth.com If you're enjoying the show, please pass it along! It's free and has been published every single day since January 1, 2017. We're also very grateful for your five-star ratings—it shows that people are listening and looking forward to new episodes.

Today we are headed up to Wisconsin to speak with Listener Patrick about his trip with extended family to Disney's Boardwalk Villas, where he traveled with his wife and 8-month old baby during the vacation! We hear about this new way to see the theme parks was something they both enjoyed! We talk about fun experience both in and out of all four theme parks, great meals at places like O'hana, Coral Reef, Cake Bake Shop, and even hear about a Father's Day surprise! We hope you can continue the conversation with us this week in the Be Our Guest Podcast Clubhouse at www.beourguestpodcast.com/clubhouse! Thank you so much for your support of our podcast! Become a Patron of the show at www.Patreon.com/BeOurGuestPodcast.  Also, please follow the show on Twitter @BeOurGuestMike and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/beourguestpodcast.   Thanks to our friends at The Magic For Less Travel for sponsoring today's podcast!

Topics discussed on today's show: Date Night, Dodgers Going To The World Series, Broncos Comeback, Johnny's Birthday, Scary Movies, Cloud Shoes Squeak, To The Moon, Plane Hit In The Sky, No Kings Protests, Lascivious Activity, Holiday Movies, Gas Station Pant Dig, Birthdays, History Quiz, Outside Job Description, Uncrustables, Dawali Starting, Growing a Giant Pumpkin, Upper Middle Class Problems, F My Life, and Apologies.

In Episode 512, Ryan and Jose  thank all out great supporters, both from Patreon and our recent Kickstarter. Plus there's some Hellraiser and Candyman news, and some cool Nightbreed figures.   This is the Clive Barker Podcast, where long-time fans Ryan and Jose interview guests, bring you the news, and take deep dives into Barker-related stuff.  Episode 512 is available in Podcast Audio and YouTube vide.  Sponsor : Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination | Pinterest | ETSY Store Check out his recent paintings, “Date Night“,  “Guardian Angel II”,  and”Shooting Star“,  Sponsor : Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Hellraiser 2022 Short about the new puzzle box configurations Patreon (Live Thanks)     Patreon Members Shout-Out (Become a Patron) David Anderson Erik Van T' Holt Daniel Elven Amanda Stewart Bradley Gartz Matthew Batten Bennett Jesse Clara Leslie Returning Sponsor: Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination Brand New Sponsor, Ed Martinez YouTube Channel New from Patreon Clive Barker's Creepy Pasta and the Haunted Legend of Ben Drowned Extended interview with Peter Atkins Texas Frightmare Memories News From The Reef Nicholas Vince video for the Hellraiser Revival Discord:  Quentin Tarantino on Hellraiser Clive Barker essay Kevin Von Strawbridge: Nightbreed Figures Kickstarter Update Goals and plans for future episodes Where we are now Kickstarter Thanks  Now Playing Podcast, Terry, Daniel Elven, Erik Van 'T Holt, Arnaldo Carvalho, Damien, Markus Justin Williams, Mike Danhauser, Tim Ramaekers, Robert Brown, Anna Lovatt, OdeOllie, Matthew Aaron Burns, Nick Plonske, Jesse Owen Wells, Jacob Hendricks, ProtegeJoe, Nathan Smith, Ben H, Mellory Tutt, Michael Rief, Bigeaux, Christopher Myer, Jonathan Kui, Michael J. Sullivan, Don Bertram, Bennett Reingold, Warren Blyth, Amanda Stewart, Robert Harling, Ben Warren Show Notes Hellraiser Revival Discord Now Playing Podcast Indie Inc Coming Next News Interviews Book Club of Blood: Son of Celluloid And this podcast, having no beginning will have no end.  web www.clivebarkercast.com Apple Podcasts,  Android,  Amazon Music, Spotify, Pandora, Libsyn, Tunein, iHeart Radio, Pocket Casts, Radio.com, and YouTube and Facebook: | BarkerCast Listeners Group | Occupy Midian  BlueSky | Reddit | Discord Community Support the show Buy Our Book: The BarkerCast Interviews Occupy Midian  Hardcover | Kindle | Apple Become a Patreon Patron | Buy a T-Shirt Music is by Ray Norrish All Links and show notes in their Entirety can be found at https://www.clivebarkercast.com

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 9 The Sinister Science Club In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Anyone can be who they want to be; the challenge is being who you need to be Raven Thorpe was awarded the 'honor' of working with me, a designation she groaned over, and other girls glared at her with jealousy. After class she attempted to shoulder past me but I tapped her arm. "Can we talk for a second?" I inquired. "Don't you have to scurry off and take care of your schedule?" she replied blandly. "Can you stop being a bitch for fifteen seconds so we can figure out which author we can work on?" I snapped angrily. She pulled up short as if she expects to be pimp-slapped next. "Okay, who do you have in mind?" she requested. "And if you say William Shakespeare, I am going to smack you with my book bag." "I was thinking the political works of Edmund Burke," I suggested. Raven blinked. "Seriously, I didn't think you even knew who Edmund Burke was, much less that he was the father of modern conservatism," Raven congratulated me. It was almost like she wanted to pat me on the head and give me a doggy bone. "I was thinking of concentrating more on his works during the American Revolution, but if that's what you are more comfortable with, we could cover his later period works instead," I offered. "Good point, Zane. Let's talk it over during lunch," Raven suggested. "Zane," summoned a female voice from outside the classroom. "Go on," Raven smirked, "enjoy your disproportionate level of abuse." "You act like I have any choice in the matter," I shrugged. It was of little consolation that Raven made it ten more feet from the door when she got snatched up too. This time out, my mistress got to point to a feature on her body and I had to give it a flattering description, I know, my life is utter hell. I had no idea where the Science Club met; I even began to get the sinking feeling they carefully controlled any information about themselves, sort of like a secret society, or the CIA. "Hello, I'm Paige," spoke this girl, who apparently materialized out of the ether. I'm not paranoid; I've spent the past two years in a region where you have to be alert because Tigers are common and I say this girl freaking ghosted me, Man. "I'm with the Science Club. You will come with me right now," she smiled like said predator cat trying to disguise herself as a white rabbit. "You are albino," I noted. She had long white hair, alabaster skin, and a red shadow to her eyes. She was also the only girl to date I'd seen with the dark blue jacket that was part of our winter uniform. She also had a jaunty blue hat and white stockings instead of socks. "You have eyes," she rolled hers, "now come along." I started to follow her. "So what is this meeting about?" I asked. "It isn't a meeting; we require you for something," she replied. "What is it?" I became more cautious. "It is a surprise," she mocked me. "Stop wasting my time and come along." "Cool, I'm out of here." I grinned, turned, and left. Paige staggered and seemed unable to grasp my departure. "Where are you going?" she snapped tartly. "To Archery Club," I replied, while still walking away. "But, but you said you would come," she stuttered. "Am I a person? Are you?" "Yes and yes," she replied with irritation. "Are you an idiot or a child? Because those are the only reasons to forgive your spoiled behavior," I turned and said. Paige glared. "So you assume you are smarter than me and can be rude to someone who is doing you a favor." "We are the ones doing you a favor," Paige snapped back. "Now we want you to repay us." "Did you discuss payment when you did me the favor of rewiring my room? No? Good, because if you had, I would clearly be suffering a form of amnesia," I gave back. "If you want something, you can ask as a friend or you can offer me something that makes it worth my while. Now go back to Cordelia and tell her you have returned alone because you were so much smarter than me. If you could only 'speak friend', I continued walking away. "Wait," Paige called out nervously. "I, I, and I could almost hear the wheels turning. "Speak friend and enter." I stopped in midstride. "So you read through my school records and know my top ten influences," I turned and responded. We stared at each other for almost a minute until she finally gave up and put on her sunglasses. I retraced my steps back to her. "Favorite member of the Fellowship?" I tested her. "Legolas," she responded. I scoffed and she had the human decency to look embarrassed. "Ha," I scoffed again. "Horny girls go for the elf; the marrying kind goes for Aragorn." "Who is yours, then, wise guy?" she volleyed. "Boromir," I declared my allegiance. "Ah, of course; the veteran warrior in a doomed struggle; he forsakes his honor only to redeem it in a hopeless fight, perishing in the arms of his brothers," Paige retorted. "I thought you would have gone for Aragorn, the Uncrowned King." "Hmm," I winced, "my second choice was actually Frodo but that would have sounded gay." "You can't be gay; you are not clever enough to conceal that," she stated. "See, now you are sounding like Saruman the White," I teased. "Let me guess: because I'm an albino," she grumbled. "You are an albino? I was talking about your facial hair and that arrogant, know-it-all vibe you've got going on," I joked. Paige stared at me, suddenly speechless, finally taping her chin. "At least you didn't call me Gollum," she admitted. "Nah; too much hair and not enough skin slime," I explained as I ran the back of one finger over her cheek. She flinched slightly. "Are you going to, please, come with me now?" she asked much more politely. "Are you going to have sex with me?" I grinned. "What?" she squawked. "Just joshing you," I smiled. "You are far too pretty to be interested in me. Let's go." I'd clearly unsettled her because she didn't say another word to me until we were going downstairs in the Clegger Science Building. "Do you really think I'm pretty?" she asked as we finished the last set of stairs. "I must confess I find most women attractive, but you are far prettier than most," I replied. "Do you still want to have sex with me?" she said in a casual voice. I took her hand and placed it on my heart. "Hah," she snorted, "I get it; your heart is beating so yes, you want to have sex with me." "I was going to say that a steady heartbeat indicated I was telling the truth, but someone keeps insisting they are smarter than me," I teased her. Am I really asking for another sex partner? What's wrong with me? Her reaction wasn't what I expected it to be and then I realized that she still had something over on me, the reason for me being here. Bitch. She opened a door into a dark room and ushered me in. There appeared to be about ten ladies in the room, playing with a variety of electronics. "Delivered as promised," Paige called out. "What did he hit you with?" a short caramel-skinned girl inquired. "Fellowship of the Ring," Paige grinned. Mother-fuckers! "Did he offer to have sex with you?" Cordelia asked playfully. "Yes. And not only gave me a 'pretty' but also a 'far prettier'." Paige gave me a smug look. "Ha, ha, ha," I muttered. Idiot me forgot that psychology is also a science, and the reason we don't have a chess club at FFU was also evident; the Science Club devoured them. "Come on, Zane," Cordelia batted her full lashes at me. "We need a little favor and it won't take fifteen minutes." "Couldn't you simply coerce me into doing this?" I stated. "I'm sure this whole rigmarole of making me think I'm doing you a favor has to be making things more difficult." "We are all friends here," Cordelia smiled. "No, if we were all friends here, Iona would be at my side," I scolded her. "I admit you did a great scam getting me in this room, but you aren't nearly as good at lying to my face as you think you are." "Iona, Paige started to say. "Don't!" Cordelia snapped, then took a deep breath. "If you threaten Iona he will hit you, no," she corrected, "He'll hit me," Cordelia reasoned out. "There are eleven of us," another girl, Pandora Jaspers, stated, somewhat angry and confident. "I've seen him fight, Pandora. I saw him drop Mercy Chaplain. I've seen him fight Cappadocia Davis and Coach Gorman too," Cordelia said coolly as we stared at one another. "Unless we curl up in a ball on the ground, he'll beat us down. We'll hurt him, but Zane can take more pain than we can because he cares about her." "On that note, I'm gone again. Good going Paige; I'm sure you can think of something to make your sisters understand," I shrugged and moved for the door. "Zane, I need you to strip down and let us attach a series of video and biometric sensors so we can create a 'Virtual Zane' for a little project we are working on," Cordelia blurted out. I had to think hard about this; not because I didn't want to do it but because I had to figure if this was an honest play or another convoluted turn of the screws. I turned and looked at Cordelia. "There was no way in hell you ever thought I was a professor and you miraculously materialized outside my first class with the knowledge I was actually a freshman, damn, Cordelia, can't you just ask for stuff?" I berated her. "If you ask, you depend on another to get what you want; if you deceive, you win or lose on your own abilities," she shrugged. "Besides, I did ask you to kiss me; remember?" "Good enough; where do you want me to stand?" I responded. "Wait," Paige gawked. "Now he is doing it." "Alright ladies," one girl grinned. "Everyone pay up. I told you we should simply ask him." With that, I stepped over to a table and began stripping. Slowly the girls around me stopped what they were doing and openly ogled me. I guess the real me was better than the video. "Aren't you curious about what we are going to do?" Pandora inquired. "You are probably going to tell me that I'm posing naked because it is easier to dress an 'uncluttered' form, or something to that effect, but really, I like Cordelia and Iona is one of my two best friends," I mulled it over. "Besides, in case you missed it, I've seen all your faces." Once they took that bit of news in, things went along smoothly, though they had some debate amongst themselves on whether my cock needed its own 'reference point', a sensor attached. The amusing thing was, when the girl running the computer imaging asked me to keep my cock still, I had to reply that certain reactions weren't under my control, which caused a rather awkward moment. When I was finally finished there was another quiet interlude as I got dressed. "So," Cordelia wondered, rocking back and forth on her feet, "if we need more, data, could we get you to come back?" "Sure," I smiled back, "you know where I live, and you certainly know what my digits are. Cordelia, I want you to consider that if something happens in my room that ends up on the web that betrays the trust people have put in me, I'm not going to come after all of you looking for excuses. Are we clear?" "Is that a threat, Zane?" Cordelia beamed playfully. "Cordelia, I'm always one step away from being tossed out of here on my ass, so those who chose to trust me and take up my cause are doing it because they are decent folk. I'm not like most people; I can't afford to toss friends away like most of the rest of the people in this room seem to be comfortable with." "Or what," Paige smirked, "you'll beat us up?" "No, Paige. I value trust, so if you take that away from me, I'll find out what you value and take that away from you," I stared at her intently. "I know what you are going to say, Paige," Cordelia jumped in, "and Zane being expelled will only mean that he has no other distractions from dealing with us and he'll still have people inside the school all too willing to help him." "Zane, how about if something is done, we give you an off switch for various sections?" Cordelia offered. "Sounds great; let me know how the project works out, but now I have to go to Archery," I replied, before slipping out the door. "How did he know we were going to wire his room?" I overheard Paige whisper to Cordelia. "You don't seriously think he came here solely because we tricked him, do you?" Cordelia answered. "He knew we would try something and he wanted us to know that he knew." Yes, I had bumbled into the message I'd wanted to get across despite myself. Does Anyone Want Me Here? I had escaped school with a double date for Thursday Night (Chastity and Hope), then stopped by the house to plead with Aunt Jill to let Rio stay for the weekend. I gave a rational case, a compassionate reason, and then fell down on my knees and told her I really, really, really wanted her to stay. Something in that last argument made Jill relent and I phoned the good news to Rio. All that groveling resulted in me making the Festivities Committee Meeting by only two minutes. I swept into the room abruptly and as the story of my life goes, everyone stopped talking and looked at me. A quick scan of the room told me that two of the eight women knew to expect me, or at least some guy, while the others clearly assumed I'd lost my way. "Can we help you, young man?" an older woman with hair mostly turned to gray. "Welcome, Glenn," Mrs. Wellington said. "Ladies, Pastor William has asked us to introduce Mr. Braxton to the good works of our Church." There was a pause. "Thank you, Mrs. Wellington, but no one alive calls me Glenn anymore, and I'm not old or accomplished enough to be Mr. Braxton, like my Father or Uncle Tim. My teachers call me Zane." "Oh, you are at the University?" a third woman asked politely. She was asking if I went to the University of Virginia. "No, I don't go to UV; I go to FFU, it is a long story," I replied with trepidation. "I have a daughter at Freedom Fellowship," one of the women responded with concern. "What is her name?" I tried to be polite, what were the odds? "Pandora Jaspers," Mrs. Jaspers answered. "Seriously? I've done Handmaiden duty for her, and today I saw her at the Science Club," I sighed with relief. "What did she have you do?" yet another woman inquired intently. "I helped her create an umbrella walkway when it was raining so that all the students could get to class without getting soaked," I informed them. "Have you been to 'camp'?" a sixth woman hinted at something. "Camp, no, I can't say I've ever been to a camp," I evaded, because I had no idea what they meant. "That's enough, ladies," Mrs. Wellington said. "We have business to take care of. We can worry about Mr. Braxton's confusion at a later time." Oh, they think I'm gay. Camp = Gay camp where fundamentalists are sure I could be cured of being homosexual. I try not to laugh. "Mr. Braxton, I want you to sit at the chair there," Mrs. Wellington pointed to a chair away from the table, against the wall. "I want you to take personal notes for the members, things that don't go into the official record. Doreen Saxon," she indicated the gray haired woman "is our secretary. She takes the official notes of the meeting, so pay attention." The Meeting for the first of September was called to order, the record of attendance including the difficulty of my name, they kept trying to call me Glenn Braxton while I politely asked for Zane. They went with Glenn. The rest of the group worked out like this: Rochelle Wellington was Chairwoman, Kendra Bainbridge was our Treasurer, and Doreen Saxon was the grey-haired Secretary. The rest of the group consisted of Claire Baker, Theresa Geiger, Columbia Jaspers, Heidi Moulin, and Sahara Penny, the Pastor's wife. As the meeting progressed there was little I could do but watch the group dynamics at work. For starters, Bainbridge was at Wellington's throat; they clearly didn't like one another. The other was an oddity; no one interacted with Sahara Penny. I wasn't sure if it was her non-white heritage (Middle Eastern of some sort), her meek nature, or some past sin, but I decided to take advantage of it. I got up quietly and began walking around the table. "Glenn," Mrs. Saxon asked, but I ignored her because, damn it, how many times do I have to tell them my name is Zane? I walked over and knelt by Sahara. "Zane," Mrs. Wellington addressed me, "are you looking for the bathroom?" Bingo! "No, Mrs. Wellington. I was hoping to get some background information on the current discussions as well as contact information for the group. Since the rest of you are treating Mrs. Penny like she has the plague, I figured she would be the perfect candidate to tell me what is really going on here," I grinned at her. "It is always the quiet ones who know the most." And everyone stopped talking. Sahara not only looked shocked and frightened to see me, she looked like she wanted to sink under the table when I told the rest of them my reason for being here. "I assure you, Mr. Braxton, we are fully including Sahara in the process," Mrs. Bainbridge snorted indignantly. "I will gladly accept your reprimand if you can please tell me the last five words you said to her since I arrived," I requested, with as much innocence as I could beg, borrow, or steal. "I asked her about the children's clothing for the Nativity this year," Kendra said after a long pause. "That was Claire, not Sahara," I corrected her. "It is in my notes, but I'm sure Doreen can corroborate my recall of events." "Well," she said testily, "I'm sure I said something to her." Silence. "I apologize for disrupting the meeting. I'll crouch here quietly and conference with Sahara while the rest of you complete the business of the day," I told them, then turned back to Sahara. "Now, what the heck is up with the live turkey at the Thanksgiving celebration?" In the end, I gathered my information, the meeting concluded its business, and the room emptied until it was me, Sahara, Kendra, and Rochelle. "A Christian gentleman would apologize," Kendra informed me. "Well, I guess that makes us both poor Christians, because a good Christian woman wouldn't have lied to me," I calmly replied. Kendra gaped like a fish out of water. "Rochelle!" Kendra snapped to the Committee head. "Zane, you apologize to Kendra right now," she commanded me, without much passion. "Kendra Bainbridge, I apologize for my rude and uncalled for behavior," I said with a bow. Neither woman had expected me to fold up like that, so all Kendra could do was huff and storm out of the room. "Thank you," Sahara whispered, as she touched my hand. "I don't always know the right side to fight on but it is usually by the side of the person being bullied," I grinned. "It is the Christian thing to do," I added with a wink. That left me with Rochelle Wellington: MILF, Lance the asshole's Mom, and wife of the Mayor. She looked like she wanted to stand up but couldn't. Me, I had a Sorority meeting to get to, I missed dinner so I had to grab something first, and why in the hell was I even thinking what I was thinking? I sat down beside her. "What's wrong?" I began. She looked at me, tired and somehow forlorn. "You wouldn't understand, Mr. Braxton, Zane," she sighed. "Try me; the worst that could happen is, I give the expression that every teenager gives an adult when something important is being said but we are too caught up in our own lives to understand." "Oh, good point, young man," she sighed, "but I'm afraid I don't have anything even remotely interesting to talk about." I waited patiently. "I'm feeling sorry for myself. My baby is leaving the nest and it has been so long since I've been alone in the house, I don't know what to do with myself." "Lance is an only child?" I wondered. "Oh, no, he is the youngest of five," she responded with sadness. My jaw dropped and she stared at me. "What, did you start having kids when you were ten?" I gawked. "What?" she sounded confused. "I have a hard time believing you are forty, much less the mother of five grown children," I stammered. At first Rochelle was embarrassed and a bit uncomfortable, but slowly the compliment seeped its way into her psyche. "I, I have a home gym," she suggested as an answer. "Well, whatever you've been doing has worked. Your husband is one lucky guy, and I hope he appreciates you and all you do to look, act, and feel so young," I wowed her. "I'm not feeling all that young right now," she slipped back into her depression. "Where does it hurt?" I changed my focus. "I don't know what you mean?" she asked. "People keep their stress in different places; the back of the neck, the mid-back, shoulders, or temples," I informed her. "I'm not comfortable talking with you about that," Mrs. Wellington replied warily. "Sure," I said popping out of my seat. "I apologize if I crossed any lines," and I made for the door. "Wait, Zane, I apologize. I'm tired and a bit cranky. I know you didn't mean anything and besides, I'm sure you already have a girlfriend," Rochelle admitted. "Please don't spread this around, but I have several girlfriends at the moment. They know about each other, I'm not going to lie about my sex life, but they are usually interested in different things," I told her. "You have, multiple girlfriends, different things? Like what kind of different things?" Rochelle spilled out her confused thoughts. "Some women like sexual contact," I related, "while others like romantic time together, and still others want companionship." There was another long pause. "But you are at Freedom Fellowship University, she trembled. "I've never taken a student's virginity, if that's what you are asking," I answered. "Oh, I understand. I've taught all my children that they should be virgins on their wedding day," Rochelle said with some pride. "I have to disagree with that," I shocked her, "but that is one of the reasons that women are better than girls." "And how would you know this?" She now turned in her chair to face me, trying to sound affronted but coming across as deeply curious. "Umm, I've had sex with girls in their teens and women in their forties, and women know more, pace themselves better, and generally have better bodies," I explained. "Teen girls need a few more years to fill out." Rochelle was utterly speechless, and part of that had to do with the fact that I was being frank and honest, yet not openly coming on to her. "You must not think much of me, then," she mused, "teaching my children my views on virginity." "Where did you get that from? If anything, you are proving yourself to be an intelligent, warm, caring, and compassionate woman and mother, who happens to look like she's less than forty years old," I added. "You did what you thought was right. I can't argue with that." "Well, good," she replied. "Now for my part, I was taught that a real man gives his lover multiple orgasms and he should never reach fulfillment before his partner does. Any man who does so is being selfish," I stated. "How did you come by this, thinking?" she inquired with a small voice. "Umm, I've had sex around five hundred times with thirty different partners," I told her, "so I've not only learned from very good teachers, I've field tested their ideas." "How can you possibly consider yourself a good Christian, Zane?" she accused me. "Compassion, respect for all living things, and forgiveness, that's what I believe in and what Christianity stands for in my eyes," I explained. "The Bible is clear on sex and the sanctity of the marriage bed," Rochelle insisted. "Mrs. Wellington, everything after the death of Jesus is conjecture. We both accept that Jesus was the Son of God, but after he dies, who is to say who was being touched by the Divine, who was building on JC's teachings, and who was simply making stuff up," I held up my hand to stop Rochelle's protest. "The Catholics have a thousand Saints, most of whom we don't hold to be divinely inspired. You chose to believe that virginity is a girl's sacred duty, but I don't recall Christ saying anything on the subject. You can certainly quote later Gospels or the Old Testament, but that makes it your choice, not the Word of God," I finished up. Another long pause followed. "I keep my stress in the top of my shoulders," she suddenly said. I stood up and moved behind her, deciding to not question her changing opinion of me. "It helps if you take off your jacket," I suggested, then helped her shimmy out of it. She tensed up as my hands weighed down lightly on her shoulders so I kept my touch gentle. Two minutes into the massage, I began squeezing harder and harder, moving my palms back and forth over her bra straps from upper arm to neck. "Rochelle," I whispered into her ear, "I am going to rotate your shoulders." I rolled over each shoulder one at a time but when I finished, I pushed her slowly forward until she was resting her elbows on the table and held her head on her upturned hands. When I went back to the massage, I worked her over harder and extended my reach from her mid-back to neck. This was clearly a case of begging forgiveness instead of asking permission. I took my time, relaxing her to a completely detached state. When I brought her back to reality, I was kneeling beside her and tapping her on the arm. "Rochelle? Are you okay," I asked in a gentle, caring voice. Dreamily, she turned her head from its resting place on her arms to look at my eyes straight-on and mere inches away. "What, huh?" she muttered. "How do the shoulders feel? Has your stress gone away?" I inquired. "Yes, yes," she popped up, alert once more. "It feels really good, in fact. I haven't felt this way in years," she added with a smile. "I think it is time for us to go," I suggested. "Can I help you with your jacket?" "Of course," she nodded. "Thank you for helping an old lady out." I held it while she put in one arm after the other but when I settled it on her shoulders, I stepped in and held her there for a moment while I pressed myself against her so she could feel how I felt about 'old ladies'. Rochelle froze when she felt my cock, rigid in my slacks, pressed against her ass. I was unsure if I'd gone too far when she pushed ever so slightly against me. "I've got to be going. I will see you on Sunday but I'm home all weekend with one of my girlfriends in case you need me," I informed her. I slipped out before she could respond because not only did I have a Sorority function to attend, I also needed to figure out where I could score some Viagra because I clearly had no common sense where sex was concerned. Besides, Sahara was obviously in need of attention because Pastor Bill wasn't giving it to her, and Bainbridge was lashing out due to years of sexual frustration, I repeat: I have no common sense. Every One Like a Fingerprint to Me When I was racing to get to the Kappa Sigma House, I hardly expected to be met by one of their pledges and absolutely no one else. After I sat down in the den and the pledge, Tina, got me a soda from the kitchen, we found ourselves staring at one another. "So, I'm here on the correct night; right?" I asked. "Yes, you are, Zane," she bubbled with anticipation. "Where is everybody?" I prodded her. "They are taking care of Sorority business but they will come get us when they are ready," she grinned. I knew I was missing something but I didn't know what it was. "Is it hot in here?" I wondered. "Yes," Tina said after a bit of concentration. "Tina, can I have some Advil? I'm getting a headache," I yawned. "Okay," Tina responded, still happy, and still sitting down. "Ah, fuck, you drugged me, didn't you?" I groaned. I doubted I could still stand and then proved my doubts as I slid off the chair. "Damn," I slurred. Tina walked over to me, took my drink away, and gently maneuvered my body to the floor. "If it is any consolation, I was selected as the pledge most likely to seduce you," she stated with real sympathy. I might have smiled at her, I wasn't sure, but I definitely passed out. Cough! Someone plunged cleaning detergent underneath my nose and fired me back to consciousness. Holy Mother of God, I'm cold, my wrists and ankles hurt, I'm outdoors in the woods illuminated by torches and surrounded in a semi-circle of bare-footed figures in ankle long brown robes and black hoods. I was cold because I was naked and my limbs hurt because I was suspended on a cross, not a 'T' cross but an 'X' cross. I certainly know some kinky, fucked-up people. "Zane," a modulated voice addressed me, "you are on trial before Kappa Sigma for your treatment of one of our sisters. You have abused the trust of one sister by seeking romantic relations with another. What do you have to say for yourself?" "If the question is that I had relations with Leigh, then had a similar encounter with Paris, then I confess. In my defense, I never sought to deceive either one and will make amends if permitted," I promised. "Sisters, we have heard his defense. Will any of you vote in his behalf?" she intoned. No one stepped forward. "Zane, we will give you one chance to save yourself. If you fail, you will be shaved bald and painted in a permanent purple dye." I assume that means seven days on human skin. "If you can pick out the woman you have wronged, beg her forgiveness, and are forgiven, you will go free." I was getting pretty nervous since they were all totally covered except for their toes when the 'leader' nodded and the girls all opened their robes to reveal string bikinis in a variety of colors. Their faces were still covered, though that wasn't really a problem for me anymore. "Choose Leigh and Paris, beg their forgiveness, and you may be pardoned," the 'leader' commanded. "That's not fair," I answered right back, "because they are not before me now." "Think carefully," the girl with the modulated voice cautioned me. "No, seriously; I'm looking at Josephine, Maria, Cynthia, Sarah, Ferrara, Petra, Yvette, Tawny, Jersey, and Monique," I named them left to right. "What?" Sarah gasped to her assembled sisters. "Do we have name tags on?" Behind me, I heard snickers turn into giggles, Leigh and Paris. Tawny stepped forward. "How did you know?" she inquired, clearly not the girl with the modulated voice. "Ah, Josephine has a birthmark on her ankle, Maria has the darkest skin tone, and Cynthia's breasts don't angle down the middle or to the side but somewhere in the middle." "Sarah has slender thighs and her calves curve just so below the knee; Ferrara always paints her nails in these crazy patterns; Petra scrapped her knee backpacking two weekends ago; Yvette, has that tattoo over her right nipple; Tawny, you have a slender neck, a, 38C chest, and a strong swell from your waist to your hips; Jersey is the tallest and has that scar she got in a boating accident in high school; and finally, Monique has the perkiest nipples and the most slender calves," I recited. Man, even the crickets went quiet after that. "Zane, did anyone help you with this test?" Tawny finally asked. "Nope." "How could they?" Leigh came to my defense. "You didn't make the line-up until thirty minutes ago." "Jersey, go check his phone log," Tawny directed her sister. "I'm getting really cold," I whispered to Leigh. She looked from my eyes to my waist with sympathy. Jersey walked out of the light but quickly returned with my phone. "His last call was at 2:10 p.m. but he did have a data download at 6:45, it seems to be a bunch of women's names and phone numbers," Jersey relayed the information to them. "It is my church group, I swear. Honestly, they are all married women in the Festivities Committee that bastard of a pastor assigned me to," I pleaded. "No phone calls?" Tawny persisted. "No phone calls," Jersey confirmed. "Okay, Zane, how did you know who we were with our faces concealed?" Tawny wondered. "Is that a serious question?" The deafening pause was its own answer. "You are women; I pay attention to women and to me, each female form is as exacting as a fingerprint. Until now I thought all of this was a joke," I related. "I mean, if you wanted to scare me, you would have given me something difficult to figure out." "And you picked all this up at one party?" Tawny sounded bewildered. "Have I mentioned how much I like women?" I reminded her. "But you brought twenty women with you; you always had a woman by your side. How?" Tawny still struggled to understand. "I repeat: have I mentioned how much I like women? I see nothing wrong with being with one woman and looking at others, but I believe it is wrong to be with one woman and thinking about someone else," I explained. "You should always appreciate the one you are with." "Umm, does any sister believe Zane has earned a reprieve?" For two seconds no one reacted, then Jersey stepped forward. "He knew about my scar," was her excuse. Five more stepped forward right after that and all had done so by the tenth second. "Very well Zane, you are forgiven," Tawny announced. Yay, me! "But I have one other issue to address. Zane, I can't have you cutting a swath through my girls so I'm going to demand that you stick to one and only one Kappa Sigma per semester." I stared at her until she finally had to question me. "What?" "I wish you would stop treating me like a child," I chuckled. "What makes you think I'm not being serious?" Tawny growled. "We've kissed. You can tell a lot about a person in the way they kiss, and you are very caring and thoughtful," I told her. "Why would I be out here in the woods naked if I didn't trust you?" "You kissed him!" yelped Leigh. Tawny smirked as she looked at her. "You left me alone with a naked Zane in your room; he looked cold and lonely," she told Leigh. I was cold and lonely because Tawny tossed Leigh out of her own room and then wouldn't let me get dressed, but only Tawny, Christina, and I knew that. "Besides, Zane, you are naked in these woods because we tricked you into our house and spiked your drink," Tawny pointed out. "Ah, but would I have been dumb enough to take that drink if I hadn't first trusted you enough to show up, wait, that didn't come out right," I mumbled. "Are you agreeing to my terms?" Tawny teased. "Nope. I prefer to hold to the illusion I'm living in the Free World," I declared. "You can certainly tell your sisters what to do because they volunteered for this but I only hang out here because all of you have been so nice to me. If I've been a poor guest, I'll just leave, because I'm not going to pretend I like one sister less than another." "Zane, you are deep in the woods, tied to a cross, and the only people who know you are here are all bound by Sacred Oaths of Sisterhood, Blood, and Secrecy," Tawny stated sweetly, as she came up and stroked my cheek. "You aren't in the best place to be dumping us." "Good point," I agreed defiantly. "Maybe I should wait to get on my high horse when I can actually get on a high horse, but I'm still not going to take it back." "We could always keep him in our secret basement," Monique suggested. When everyone looked at her she added, "Hey, he liked my nipples. Finding a guy who is good with nipples isn't as easy as you would think." Huh, what? I had a definite feeling I was losing control of events. "You have a secret basement?" I gulped. "I didn't know you had a secret basement." "Well, duh," Paris snickered. "It wouldn't be much of a secret if you knew about it." "We are not keeping Zane chained up for our amusement," Tawny warned the girls. "We specifically changed the Charter back in '02 so that we can no longer keep men on the premises for more than forty-eight hours." Yay? "We also can't leave him here," Tawny continued. "I'm sure Christina will have search parties out looking for you before sunrise." "I'll stay out here and stand guard over him," Leigh volunteered. "No," Tawny scolded Leigh. "We can't let him get fucked to death either." Leigh looked truly heartbroken. "I think we have to let Zane get off this time," Tawny sighed. "I was trying to get him off," Leigh grumbled. "Give it a rest, Leigh," Tawny demanded. "Paris, give our guest something to drink so we can wrap this up." Paris disappeared behind me, then reappeared with a glass of water. "Drink up," she smiled beatifically. "Just promise me I'm not going to wake up in some landfill or tied to a lamppost somewhere public," I groaned. "Drink it down right now and you might wake up next to me," Tawny challenged. Needless to say, I drank and quickly, because I'm an idiot who keeps too much blood in the wrong head. When I woke up, I was back in the Sorority house with a different sweet pledge smiling at me and that smell of ammonia in my nostrils. She handed me a folded piece of paper. I said 'you MIGHT wake up next to me' the paper read. 'P.S. See you and the Ladies at our Halloween Bash.' "What's your name?" I asked the pledge. This time the home was filled with the noises of occupancy. "Larissa," she giggled. "So, are you Leigh's boyfriend?" "Ah, no; I'm community property; the other sisters hand me around like a box of chocolates," I joked. "Really! That is so great," she bubbled with excitement. "I can't wait until I get initiated. I want you to make me scream the way you had Leigh singing." Does no one get my jokes? "Larissa, I am sure you will pass your initiation, no sweat," I told her as I stood up, feeling a bit drunk. Larissa walked with me to the door and gave me a quick peck on the cheek as I turned to head for my car. I made it to campus with seconds to spare. The crawl up to the Solarium was done in relative quiet, though Barbie Lynn decided to sample my tonsils before letting me up. Not two steps inside the door my phone rang. "Hello, is this Zane Braxton?" this familiar voice greeted me. "That would be me. What can I do for you this night?" I responded. "This is Felicity Tolliver. I wanted you to know that I had dinner with Rochelle Wellington tonight and I think having you on her committee has really improved her mood," she informed me. I reached the top of the landing and nearly dropped the phone. Iona sat nervously on my bed, which she had made up because I never do it that well. She was wearing lingerie that definitely made her whole form much more feminine. "Felicity, Rochelle and I talked mostly, plus I showed her some techniques to help alleviate stress," I related, "but you can tell her it was a pleasure to work with such a vibrant and beautiful woman. You two are a lot alike." There was a pause, then, "I'll tell her that," Felicity said. "I will be at my home in case she needs something this weekend. I would like to see both of you, as would my Aunt," I offered. "That would be nice," she sounded upbeat. "We could also discuss getting some FFU girls coming over to your place and the workshops you could teach on campus in October and November," I suggested. "That sounds great too," Felicity agreed. "I would like to spend some time at FFU and having some girls know where Lance's house is would be nice. When do you want to meet?" "How about after dinner, say 8:00 o'clock?" I suggested. "You can bring Lance." "After dinner is fine but Lance has a church workshop on Saturday nights," Felicity sighed. Oh hell, does this woman even get taken to first base? "He's always so busy with his fraternity at school, the Young Christian Men's Republican caucus, and the Christian Men's League at church." Does this guy spend any time with women at all? "Consider it a date," I replied. "Now I have a very good reason to go to bed, so good night." "Good night," she parted in a friendly manner, which allowed me to hang up and start undressing as I approached the bed. I looked down at my bed buddy once I'd stripped down to nothing. "You look lovely, Iona," I greeted her. "What do you want to do?" "I'll do whatever you want," Iona said with a tremor in her voice, looking down at her lap. She looked stunning in her burgundy bra and panties, which were far more lace than substance. I felt the hand of, Christina (?) in all this. "Thank you, Iona. What I really want is to lie down, you beside me so that I can look into your eyes and gently trace lines along your body, and then I want to go to sleep with you in my arms. That's what I really want." "Really?" she perked up in surprise and relief. I crawled under the covers, holding them open so she could join me. "I like this a lot," she murmured, as she settled in at my side, snug in the covers. I shifted to my side and cupped her chin before exchanging several soft kisses with her. Afterwards, I did as I told her I would; my hand caressed her body, avoiding nipples and cunt but doing my best to get everywhere else. I elicited sensual moans and ticklish giggles. When I had forced her to push me off so she could catch her breath, I felt I had given Iona what she wanted, and more importantly, what she could live with. I sat back and stared at the Moon through my glass roof. Iona's smiling face slowly invaded my view. "I give up, Iona," I pleaded. "Right now I want some sleep." "That's okay. I will sit here and watch over you," she sighed. "That's, that's a little creepy, actually," I confessed. "I've watched all of the Twilight movies so I know what secretive romances are all about," Iona explained. Unfortunately, I knew little of the Twilight series of movies. I knew it involved vampires and werewolves and some chick named Bella but I'd never actually seen any of that. Had I known it involved a 100-year-old vampire breaking into some teenager's room and staring down at her while she slept, I would have been much more concerned, but for now I went to sleep. A lesson in why I shouldn t get out of bed in the morning. I woke up to every heterosexual teenage boy's second favorite dream (the first being a morning blowjob) of a perfume-scented head resting on each shoulder as you wake. There were the tiny complications of only having gone to bed with one woman and that, by their breathing, I could tell they were both awake. "Good morning," I said cautiously; technically morning since it was 5:00 a.m. "Good morning, Zane," Iona and Barbie Lynn greeted me. They both ran hands over my chest, though they gave a sudden jolt when their hands touched. I had one arm around Iona and I used that to give her a hug. My other arm was pinned by my side by Barbie Lynn's body. I gave Barbie's thigh a squeeze and she wiggled in response. "Okay, Barbie Lynn, this is Iona's night, so what are you doing here?" I scolded my blonde nymph. "I'm sorry," Barbie demurred then looked to Iona and repeated the "I'm sorry." "I understand," Iona replied, hesitating before saying after further introspection as she snuggled in, "I want to wake up this way every morning too. I like the way he smells and the way he makes me feel all warm inside, and now you owe me a night, to be shared," she stated hopefully. "One of these days I'm going to get a say in how I spend my free time," I griped. Iona looked hurt but Barbie Lynn merely sneered. "Don't you worry none, Iona. Zane, if you could wake up next to myself and Iona tomorrow morning, would you?" she drawled like sweet molasses. "Yes," I grumbled petulantly, "but I'd still like to talk about it." "Trust us, Suga, we know what's best for you and what you want. Just let us girls take care of you and you take care of all the Man Stuff." "We'll take good care of you," Iona dog-piled on, but in a nice way. "If it makes you feel better, you can punish us," Barbie Lynn offered. "We've been bad." "Huh?" Iona and I questioned. Barbie flipped over and wiggled her ass against me. "Good point. You two get to the foot of the bed, facing away from me, now!" I demanded. "Why me?" Iona honestly worried. "What did I do wrong?" "Do it, Iona. This is virtually a rite of passage," Barbie Lynn lied to her. "No, it is not, and if you don't want to do it, you don't have to," I told her. She didn't know what I was going to do and she clearly was scared, but when Barbie Lynn crawled out from under the covers and moved to the foot of the bed, resting on all fours, ass toward me, she followed suit. "If Barbie Lynn is going to do this," she muttered, "then so am I." I followed them, positioning myself between their calves and massaging their ass cheeks lightly. Barbie shifted back and forth in anticipation; Iona couldn't de-tense. Smack! "Oh, Yes!" Barbie Lynn yelped, then playfully wiggled her other, unmarked cheek within reach. "I've been really bad!" she chirped cheerfully. "No! Bad Girl," I shook my finger at her. "I'm starting to believe you aren't learning your lesson." We both knew that spanking Barbie was like throwing gasoline on a fire. Unfortunately, my purpose right now was to get them both back to their rooms, not work off my morning arousal. I moved behind Iona and forced her legs apart. She was clearly uncomfortable when I put a hand on each hip and slowly rocked her back and forth. Barbie Lynn sat back and watched with an enchanting glow highlighting her features; clever, intuitive, and lovely all at once. I settled my body onto Iona's back, my hard-on pressing into her ass cleft and one hand rubbing her stomach. "Zane?" Iona whispered in a scared little girl voice. "Yes," I answered, while kissing her along her shoulder ridge. "You, you didn't do this to Barbie Lynn," she choked out. "Do you want me to treat you as if you were another woman?" I continued, brushing her hair to one side so I could tease her neck with my lips. That got her to finally relax. "No," she gasped. "Iona, you explaining sex to Zane is like a bobcat telling a wolf how to hunt deer," Barbie Lynn teased Iona. "He gets to know you, what you like, and what you want, even if you don't know what that is." I spent another two minutes giving Iona a sensual massage, rubbing her upper arms, down along her sides, then tracing the lines of her panties before finishing with her inner thighs. Smack! "Oh," Iona gasped from the light impact. "Why didn't you spank me as hard as you spanked Barbie Lynn?" she wondered. "Did you want me to leave a handprint on your ass?" I asked. "No, I guess not," Iona admitted. "Can you answer me something?" "I'll try," I replied. "Why do you have those marks on your wrists and ankles?" She inquired. The room was dark so Barbie Lynn hadn't seen my little gift from the Kappa Sig's until Iona showed her what to look for. "Zane?" Barbie Lynn demanded to know, her persona going from sensual lover to protective Dorm Mother. "Let's not get into this right now," I sighed. They looked past me to one another but thankfully respected the peace I had requested. Had they not left together, huddled in quiet conversation, I would have been happier, but I had to be satisfied with fifteen more minutes of sleep instead. By the time I made it to the shower, everyone already knew not to ask, they were already seeking answers on their own. Getting to breakfast involved a play-debate where I had to be the 'Bad Guy,' aka the Liberal, Baby-killing, Godless Democrat, while my mistress of the moment was the heroic Republican. I graciously allowed her to trounce me, to the cheers of my fellow classmates, when I declared that all churches should be converted to homes for unwed mothers and that church-endorsed marriage should be banned for not accepting homosexuality. Did I know my audience or what? Never a Simple Morning I love women, even though they will surely be the death of me. Case in point: breakfast. I'm about to sit down with my normal companions (Rio and Iona) when a blur shoves Rio aside and takes a seat next to me. "Zane, I've been going over the books in the school library and some, Raven began. "Bitch, you did not just bump me and steal my seat," Rio seethed. Raven looked over her shoulder at Rio. "We are not in kindergarten anymore. Grown-ups chose their own seat," Raven lectured. "Wait!" I cried out to forestall Rio's pelting Raven with the contents of her food tray. Rio gave me barely enough time to twist my tray sideways, half-stand, and pull the Hellion onto my lap. I wouldn't displace Iona and that was the only place in this section of the table for her to sit. "Nice hood ornament," Raven smirked. "You and me are far from done," Rio snarled. "What, you don't know what 'ornament' means so you opt for something out of 'Goodfellas'?" Raven taunted. "Stop!" I barked. "Rio, Raven, Raven, Rio; Rio is my twin-soul and Raven is going to help me get through English this semester so for my sake, would you both please play nice?" Neither girl would budge so I took the initiative. "Raven, I think we can get access to the libraries at UV and George Mason; I'm sure they have tons more material for us to use," I offered. "How are you going to manage that?" Raven was skeptical. "Yeah, Brainiac," Rio parroted. "How are you going to do that?" "I'll have one of the Sorority sisters help me with UV and we'll have Iona hack Lance Wellington's password from his phone," I explained. "That will get us into Mason." "Only an idiot would store their password on a portable storage device," Raven stated with confidence. "Someone smart enough to get into George Mason wouldn't do that." "Ha, ha, ha," Rio laughed. "Raven, there are smarts, then there are real smarts. Any knucklehead can crack some books and get into a law school but it takes an adult to know when the rules do and don't apply." "That makes no sense," Raven stated with authority. "Raven, would you even consider trying to access UV or George Mason?" I asked. "No," she admitted, "because we don't go there." "Men build fortresses to be impregnable; God inspires men to storm them anyway," I replied. "Which translates as, 'if Zane says he's going to get something for you, he'll do it," Rio said. "Okay," Raven mulled it over, then, "So, Zane, how did you get those rope burns on your wrists?" "Yeah, Zane, how did you get those marks on your wrists and ankles?" Rio inquired devilishly. I stole an accusatory look at Iona for ratting me out about my ankles. "I went over to the Kappa Sigma

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Send us a textIf you've ever been told that the solution to your marriage struggles is “just go on more dates,” this one's for you.In this raw and real episode, Chelsey dismantles the cultural myth that date nights can fix what's broken in your marriage. She shares her own story of trying to “paint over ashes” when the real issue was a missing foundation—and how only God's design and grace can rebuild what's been burned down.Inside this episode:Why the “date night fix” keeps couples stuck in cyclesHow pressure, performance, and unhealed wounds show up in physical intimacyWhy women weren't designed to carry the emotional and spiritual weight of leadingThe biblical design for marriage and how it restores peace, passion, and purposeWhat surrender actually looks like when you're exhausted from doing it allThis is not about another surface-level solution—it's about deep, holy restoration. Support the showChelsey Holm | the Wife Coach "I help Christian wives surrender fully, live Spirit-led, and be set apart according to God's design in marriage, motherhood, and life."Grab my free training here: https://chelsey.coach/highlevelwife-blueprint 2x certified Coach (John Maxwell Leadership, Kristen Boss SSLS)10+ years coaching experienceNASM-certified in Personal Training and NutritionMom of 5, Army wife 16 yearsSupport the show!The Chelsey Holm Podcast (The Chelsey Holm Podcast) It's hard to give your best when you don't feel your best- replenish your health with Ready Set Wellness: https://us.shaklee.com/site/chelseynoel/Nutrition/Ready-Set-Wellness/Ready-Set-Wellness-Bundle/p/89599

Hello and welcome. We're here, Timmy came with notes. Topics of discussion include: the stress of planning trips with family, not wasting our energy, thoughts on alternative schooling methods, pop culture topics that Chat GPT said were noteworthy, Timmy's chicken parm, Owen Wilson's nose, and Nicole Kidman's new bangs. All very good date topics, wouldn't you say? Thank you for joining us. This episode is brought to you by Merit Beauty, eBay, Magic Spoon, Gruns, and Squarespace. Right now, Merit Beauty is offering our listeners their Signature Makeup Bag with your first order at meritbeauty.comThere's always more to discover - eBay has millions of pre-loved finds, from hundreds of brands, backed by eBay Authenticity Guarantee. eBay. Things. People. Love.Magic Spoon has reimagined cereal. Get $5 off your next order at Magicspoon.com/WITHWHIT or look for Magic Spoon on Amazon or in your nearest grocery store.Not just a vitamin, not just a greens gummy, not just a prebiotic - Gruns is all of those things and more, at a fraction of the price. Visit gruns.co and use code WITHWHIT at checkout for up to 52% off your first order.Head to squarespace.com/WITHWHIT for a free trial, and when you're ready to launch, use code WITHWHIT to save 10% off your first purchase of a website or domain. Please note that this episode may contain paid endorsements and advertisements for products and services. Individuals on the show may have a direct or indirect financial interest in products or services referred to in this episode.Produced by Dear Media.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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In Episode 511, Ryan and Jose are joined by David Blair for another Book Club of Blood. This time, we cover “New Murders in the Rue Morgue”.   This is the Clive Barker Podcast, where long-time fans Ryan and Jose interview guests, bring you the news, and take deep dives into Barker-related stuff.  Sponsor : Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination | Pinterest | ETSY Store Check out his recent paintings, “Date Night“,  “Guardian Angel II”,  and”Shooting Star“,  Sponsor : Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Hellraiser 2022 Short about the new puzzle box configurations Patreon (Live Thanks)     Patreon Members Shout-Out (Become a Patron) David Anderson Erik Van T' Holt Daniel Elven Amanda Stewart Bradley Gartz Matthew Batten Bennett Jesse Clara Leslie Returning Sponsor: Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination Brand New Sponsor, Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Next Patreon Exclusive: Peter Atkins, Extended Discussion New from Patreon Clive Barker's Creepy Pasta and the Haunted Legend of Ben Drowned Extended interview with Peter Atkins Coming Soon: Texas Frightmare Memories Kickstarter Update Book Club of Blood Discussion:  Books. Of Blood Vol. 2 | New Murders in the Rue Morgue Show Notes The Murders in the Rue Morgue, 1841 by Edgar Allen Poe Coming Next Kickstarter Thanks News Interviews Book Club of Blood: Son of Celluloid And this podcast, having no beginning will have no end.  web www.clivebarkercast.com Apple Podcasts,  Android,  Amazon Music, Spotify, Pandora, Libsyn, Tunein, iHeart Radio, Pocket Casts, Radio.com, and YouTube and Facebook: | BarkerCast Listeners Group | Occupy Midian  BlueSky | Reddit | Discord Community Support the show Buy Our Book: The BarkerCast Interviews Occupy Midian  Hardcover | Kindle | Apple Become a Patreon Patron | Buy a T-Shirt Music is by Ray Norrish All Links and show notes in their Entirety can be found at https://www.clivebarkercast.com

This episode originally broadcast on October 9, 2025. The original podcast post is here: https://pixelatedgeek.com/2025/10/binary-system-podcast-476-wtnv-275-date-night-lower-decks-and-wednesday/On this week's Welcome to Night Vale episode Cecil is determined to tell you all about his date night at this awesome little bee-filled restaurant, but his producer wishes we could stick to the Top. Story. CECIL.(Seeing as how the top story is Tabitha the Town Founder stomping around town EATING PEOPLE, his producer may have a point.)After the recap we jump into Star Trek: Lower Decks season 5 episode 5, “Starbase 80?!”, which is full of corn dogs and zombies licking things, and man alive the animators on that show never miss a trick.Then we wrap up with a quick word about Wednesday season 2, because that show has some impressive stunt casting that we can't talk about because spoilers. But we do go off on a lot of tangents like ranch dressing, horror movie plans, and Chat GPT getting its poor fee fees hurt GET OVER YOURSELF, Open AI, at this point you're just three ponzi schemes in a trench coat.This episode's outro is a clip from Work it Out by 1000 Handz.This is Sag-Aftra's statement about Tilly Norwood the AI “actress” and how its creators can go jump in a lake.Looking for a present for that hard-to-shop-for person? Want to buy them (or yourself) a square foot of a castle in Scotland? Look no further! You can support the restoration of Dunan's castle, legally call yourself Lady or Laird, AND if you use this link to get there, you can support this podcast too! ScottishLaird.co.uk.For updates, fan art, and other randomness, come follow us on Facebook, Tumblr, Twitter, and Instagram!

On this week’s Welcome to Night Vale episode Cecil is determined to tell you all about his date night at this awesome little bee-filled restaurant, but his producer wishes we could stick to the Top. Story. CECIL. (Seeing as how the top story is Tabitha the Town Founder stomping around town EATING PEOPLE, his producer... The post Binary System Podcast #476 – WTNV #275 “Date Night”, Lower Decks, and Wednesday first appeared on Pixelated Geek.

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In this episode the girls are answering your questions! From how we maintain our relationships with our busy lives to learning to make the most of our time off, guilt free. They also catch up on the week together! Enjoy!

In Episode 510, Ryan and Jose have a great chat with Del Howison about his new book, What Fresh Hell Is This, Dark Delicacies and his history with Clive Barker.  This is the Clive Barker Podcast, where long-time fans Ryan and Jose interview guests, bring you the news, and take deep dives into Barker-related stuff.  This episode is available in YouTube Video and podcast audio.  Sponsor : Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination | Pinterest | ETSY Store Check out his recent paintings, “Date Night“,  “Guardian Angel II”,  and”Shooting Star“,  Find him at the Pearland Texas Oktoberfest Sunday, 10/5.  Sponsor : Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Hellraiser 2022 Short about the new puzzle box configurations Patreon (Live Thanks)     Patreon Members Shout-Out (Become a Patron) David Anderson Erik Van T' Holt Daniel Elven Amanda Stewart Bradley Gartz Matthew Batten Bennett Jesse Clara Leslie Returning Sponsor: Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination Brand New Sponsor, Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Next Patreon Exclusive: Peter Atkins, Extended Discussion New from Patreon Clive Barker's Creepy Pasta and the Haunted Legend of Ben Drowned Extended interview with Peter Atkins Coming Soon: Texas Frightmare Memories Chat with Del Howison & What Fresh Hell is This Today we have a very special guest, Del Howison. Thank you for joining us today! Show Notes Dark Delicacies Making Monsters All Star Signing Buy What Fresh Hell Is This Hardcover | TPB | Kindle The Survival of Margaret Thomas Las Vegas Book Fair Sunset Scares IMDB Credits Big Baby (2025) – Cameo by Del, premieres Oct 9 2025 Winner of Bram Stoker Lifetime Achievement Award  (Del & Sue Howison) Coming Next Kickstarter Finale Book Club of Blood: New Murders in the Rue Morgue Hellraiser Revival Online Play: Imajica Trading Card Game And this podcast, having no beginning will have no end.  web www.clivebarkercast.com Apple Podcasts,  Android,  Amazon Music, Spotify, Pandora, Libsyn, Tunein, iHeart Radio, Pocket Casts, Radio.com, and YouTube and Facebook: | BarkerCast Listeners Group | Occupy Midian  BlueSky | Reddit | Discord Community Support the show Buy Our Book: The BarkerCast Interviews Occupy Midian  Hardcover | Kindle | Apple Become a Patreon Patron | Buy a T-Shirt Music is by Ray Norrish All Links and show notes in their Entirety can be found at https://www.clivebarkercast.com

Two nights before Thanksgiving, Molly Elliott left her New Orleans office expecting a romantic evening with her husband. Instead, she was kidnapped at gunpoint by 18-year-old valet Jessie Hoffman.He forced her to withdraw money, drove her around for at least an hour, and then made her walk barefoot down a dirt path to her own execution. Molly's body was found on Thanksgiving morning.It took nearly 30 years for justice. In 2025, Jessie Hoffman was executed using nitrogen gas. But the question remains: was justice truly served, or does a case like this leave scars that no sentence can heal?Follow True Crime Recaps for more stories where justice is delayed but never forgotten.

David Cone, Eduardo Perez, Karl Ravech and Buster ride the subway again, recapping Game 2 of Yankees-Red Sox. They discuss the Red Sox base running, Jazz Chisholm saving runs for the Yankees, Ben Rice controlling the strike zone,  redemption for Antothy Volpe, and what Game 3 will hinge upon. Plus, the guys take the pulse of the Yankee fans on the subway car. Then, Taylor McGregor talks about the the Dodgers turning it on, which is the team to beat this postseason, the chaos between the Tigers and Guardians, Mason Miller's 104 mph fastball, Braves manager Brian Snitker stepping away and their advice for the Rockies while they look for a new general manager. Later, Sarah Langs plays The Numbers Game CALL THE SHOW: 406-404-8460 EMAIL THE SHOW: BleacherTweets@gmail.com REACH OUT ON X: #BLEACHERTWEETS 14:46 Clown Car 29:34 Taylor McGregor 51:40 Sarah Langs 52:44 Bleacher Tweets Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

David Cone, Eduardo Perez, Karl Ravech and Buster ride the subway again, recapping Game 2 of Yankees-Red Sox. They discuss the Red Sox base running, Jazz Chisholm saving runs for the Yankees, Ben Rice controlling the strike zone,  redemption for Antothy Volpe, and what Game 3 will hinge upon. Plus, the guys take the pulse of the Yankee fans on the subway car. Then, Taylor McGregor talks about the the Dodgers turning it on, which is the team to beat this postseason, the chaos between the Tigers and Guardians, Mason Miller's 104 mph fastball, Braves manager Brian Snitker stepping away and their advice for the Rockies while they look for a new general manager. Later, Sarah Langs plays The Numbers Game CALL THE SHOW: 406-404-8460 EMAIL THE SHOW: BleacherTweets@gmail.com REACH OUT ON X: #BLEACHERTWEETS 14:46 Clown Car 29:34 Taylor McGregor 51:40 Sarah Langs 52:44 Bleacher Tweets Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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Fluent Fiction - Hebrew: Candlelight, Laughter, and Love: A Sukkot Surprise Romance Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/he/episode/2025-10-01-07-38-20-he Story Transcript:He: ערב סתווי היה, והאוויר היה קריר ופריך.En: It was an autumn evening, and the air was cool and crisp.He: אביב ותמר התכנסו יחד בסוכה קטנה ומאולתרת בשכונה הומה אדם.En: Aviv and Tamar gathered together in a small, improvised sukkah in a bustling neighborhood.He: סביבם נשמעו קולות ילדים משחקים ומשפחות שמחות בחג הסוכות.En: Around them, they could hear the sounds of children playing and families enjoying the Sukkot holiday.He: אור הכוכבים פיזר נצנוץ קל על שולחן הסוכה המתקוּשָט בחגגוֹת צבעוניות של עץ דקל והדרים.En: The starlight gently shimmered on the sukkah table adorned with colorful decorations of palm and citrus.He: אביב ישב קצת לחוץ.En: Aviv sat somewhat anxious.He: זה היה הדייט הראשון שלהם, והוא רצה להרשים את תמר.En: It was their first date, and he wanted to impress Tamar.He: אולם, המחשבות על איך לשלב את המסורת עם העניין הרומנטי טרדו את שלוותו.En: However, thoughts on how to blend tradition with romance disturbed his peace.He: תמר, מצד שני, ישבה במצב רוח רומנטי, מקווה למצוא קשר אמיתי.En: Tamar, on the other hand, was in a romantic mood, hoping to find a real connection.He: היא ידעה שהיא צריכה להרגיש בנוח כדי לפתוח את ליבה.En: She knew she needed to feel comfortable to open her heart.He: "את יודעת," התחיל אביב בהססנות קלה, "כשאני הייתי ילד, תמיד הייתי מחכה לסוכות.En: "You know," Aviv started with slight hesitation, "when I was a kid, I always looked forward to Sukkot.He: כל המשפחה הייתה בונה את הסוכה, והיינו מבלים שם לילות שלמים.En: The whole family would build the sukkah, and we'd spend whole nights there.He: כל החוויות הללו נשארו בי.En: All those experiences stayed with me."He: "תמר חייכה, עיניה נוצצות באור הפנסים.En: Tamar smiled, her eyes sparkling in the light of the lanterns.He: "זה נשמע נפלא.En: "That sounds wonderful.He: גם אני אהבתי את הביחד של החג.En: I also loved the togetherness of the holiday."He: "הרוח החלה לנשוב פתאום, גורמת לסוכה לרעוד.En: Suddenly, the wind started to blow, causing the sukkah to shake.He: אביב ותמר נעמדו במהירות, מרגישים את הדופק שלהם מתגבר מהצורך לפעול יחד כדי להחזיק את הסוכה הנמתחת.En: Aviv and Tamar stood up quickly, feeling their pulse quicken with the need to act together to hold the sukkah in place.He: הם הצמידו את קצות הבמבוק והבד, תוך כדי שהם מצחקקים על המצב המפתיע.En: They pressed the ends of the bamboo and fabric, laughing at the unexpected situation.He: "נראה שאנחנו צוות טוב," אמרה תמר, כשהשתחרר מעט מבטחה וחיוך רחב נפרש על פניה.En: "It seems we're a good team," Tamar said, releasing some of her apprehension and spreading a wide smile across her face.He: "אני שמחה שאתה כאן.En: "I'm glad you're here."He: "אביב הרגיש כיצד לוחם הגרון משתחרר פתאום.En: Aviv felt a weight lift from his throat.He: "אני שמח שהכול טוב," הוא אמר, מרגיש את ליבו נפתח מעט יותר.En: "I'm glad everything is alright," he said, feeling his heart open a little more.He: "תודה שאת כאן.En: "Thank you for being here."He: "עם סיום החוויה המשעשעת, השניים שבו לשולחן, הלחץ ביניהם נמס, והם הצליחו להמשיך את הערב בשיחה קלה ומלאת חיים.En: After the amusing experience ended, the two returned to the table, the pressure between them melted, and they were able to continue the evening with lighthearted and lively conversation.He: הם הבינו שהקשרים האמיתיים נעשים כאשר משתפים חוויות ולא רק מילים.En: They realized that real connections are made by sharing experiences, not just words.He: הדייט הגיע לקיצו, אך הרגשות ילבלבו עוד זמן רב.En: The date came to an end, but the feelings would bloom for a long time.He: אביב הפך יותר פתוח ומחובר ללבו, ותמר קיבלה תעוזה להביע רגשותיה בכנות.En: Aviv became more open and in tune with his heart, and Tamar gained the courage to express her feelings honestly.He: הסוכה, שהתנודדה להם בתחילה, הותירה אותם עם ניסיון ומבט חדש על ההזדמנות להתחבר אמת.En: The sukkah, which initially swayed for them, left them with experience and a new perspective on the opportunity to truly connect. Vocabulary Words:autumn: סתוויcrisp: פריךimprovised: מאולתרתbustling: הומהshimmered: פיזר נצנוץadorned: המתקוּשָטanxious: לחוץblend: לשלבdisturbed: טרדוapprehension: מבטחהhesitation: הססנותsparkling: נוצצותtogetherness: הביחדconnection: קשרwillingness: תעוזהshook: לרעודpulse: דופקquickened: מתגברbamboo: במבוקunexpected: מפתיעteam: צוותreleased: השתחררthroat: גרוןpressure: לחץlighthearted: קלהlively: מלאת חייםbloom: ילבלבוperspective: מבטopportunity: הזדמנותtruly: אמתBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/fluent-fiction-hebrew--5818690/support.

Fluent Fiction - Hungarian: Mystery at the Kávézó: A Date Turned Detective Adventure Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/hu/episode/2025-10-01-07-38-20-hu Story Transcript:Hu: A kávézó ablakán keresztül az alkonyi napfény megcsillant a Duna vizén.En: Through the window of the kávézó, the twilight sunlight glinted on the waters of the Duna.Hu: Az őszi levelek halk zörejét elnyomta a kávéfőző sziszegése és a szomszéd asztalok halk beszélgetései.En: The soft rustling of the autumn leaves was drowned out by the hissing of the coffee machine and the quiet conversations at the neighboring tables.Hu: Áron egy kicsit feszült volt, miközben egyedül várt.En: Áron was a bit tense as he waited alone.Hu: A kávézóban a levegőben fahéj és sütemény illata terjengett.En: The scent of cinnamon and pastries wafted through the air in the kávézó.Hu: Eszter lassan közeledett, elegáns volt és mosolygott.En: Eszter approached slowly, elegant and smiling.Hu: "Szia, Áron! Ne haragudj, késtem," mondta könnyedén, miközben leült.En: "Hi, Áron! Sorry I'm late," she said casually as she sat down.Hu: Áron mosolyogva bólintott.En: Áron nodded with a smile.Hu: "Semmi gond. Örülök, hogy itt vagy."En: "No problem. I'm glad you're here."Hu: A beszélgetés hamar beindult, Eszter figyelmesen hallgatta Áron művészetről és régi festmények restaurálásáról szóló történeteit.En: The conversation quickly picked up, with Eszter attentively listening to Áron's stories about art and the restoration of old paintings.Hu: Ahogy Áron épp mesélt egy érdekes kiállításról, egy pincér lépett oda hozzájuk, kezében egy borítékkal.En: As Áron was talking about an interesting exhibition, a waiter approached them, holding an envelope.Hu: "Ezt önnek hozták, uram," mondta, majd tűnt is el.En: "This is for you, sir," he said and then disappeared.Hu: Áron meglepődve nézett a borítékra.En: Áron looked at the envelope in surprise.Hu: A múzeum hivatalos pecsétje állt rajta, ahol dolgozott.En: It bore the official seal of the museum where he worked.Hu: Eszter észrevette Áron zavarát.En: Eszter noticed Áron's confusion.Hu: "Van valami baj?" kérdezte érdeklődve.En: "Is something wrong?" she asked with interest.Hu: Áron elmosolyodott, bár az aggodalom árnyéka ott húzódott a tekintetében.En: Áron smiled, though a shadow of worry lingered in his gaze.Hu: "Csak egy kis munkaügy. Nem zavarhatja meg a randevúnkat."En: "Just a little work matter. It shouldn't disrupt our date."Hu: De a boríték ott maradt az asztalon, és minél tovább beszélgettek, annál jobban érezte, hogy a titok nem hagyja nyugodni.En: But the envelope remained on the table, and the longer they talked, the more he felt that the secret wouldn't let him rest.Hu: Úgy döntött, hogy rövid időre elnézést kér.En: He decided to excuse himself briefly.Hu: "Azonnal visszajövök," mondta Eszternek, majd a borítékkal a kezében a mosdó felé vette az irányt.En: "I'll be right back," he told Eszter, then headed towards the bathroom with the envelope in hand.Hu: A mosdó viszonylag csendes volt.En: The bathroom was relatively quiet.Hu: Áron mély levegőt vett, majd óvatosan felnyitotta a borítékot.En: Áron took a deep breath and carefully opened the envelope.Hu: A papíros egy üzenetet tartalmazott: "A következő kiállítás titka a múltban van elrejtve. Kérlek, vizsgáld meg a régi jegyzeteket."En: The paper contained a message: "The secret of the next exhibition is hidden in the past. Please examine the old notes."Hu: Áron először bosszankodott.En: Áron was initially annoyed.Hu: Mégis miért küldené ezt most neki valaki?En: Why would someone send this to him now?Hu: De aztán izgatottság kerítette hatalmába.En: But then excitement took over him.Hu: Kihívást érzett, amit nem lehetett figyelmen kívül hagyni.En: He felt a challenge that could not be ignored.Hu: Visszatért az asztalhoz, és mély levegőt vett.En: He returned to the table and took a deep breath.Hu: "Ez... egy érdekes helyzet," mondta Eszternek, majd elmesélte, mi állt az üzenetben.En: "This... is an interesting situation," he told Eszter, then shared what the message said.Hu: Eszter érdeklődve hallgatta, és a randevú egészen más fordulatot vett.En: Eszter listened with interest, and the date took a completely different turn.Hu: Kettejük között valami különleges kapcsolat alakult ki, ahogy együtt próbálták megfejteni a rejtélyt.En: A special connection formed between them as they tried together to solve the mystery.Hu: A nap lassan lenyugodott, a kávézó fényei ragyogó arany tónusokat öltöttek.En: The sun slowly set, casting the cafe's lights in radiant golden tones.Hu: Áron rájött, hogy a titkok megosztása varázslatos kapcsolatot teremthet.En: Áron realized that sharing secrets could create magical connections.Hu: Boldog volt, hogy megnyílt valakinek, aki értette és osztozott szenvedélyében.En: He was happy that he opened up to someone who understood and shared his passion.Hu: A vékony papír zörögve csúszott vissza a zsebébe.En: The thin paper crinkled back into his pocket.Hu: Nem csak a munkával kapcsolatos rejtély volt az, amit megoldott, hanem annak a kérdésnek is a titkát, hogy miért érdemes megosztani az életét másokkal.En: It wasn't just the work-related mystery that he unraveled, but also the secret of why it is worth sharing his life with others.Hu: Áron ezután máshogy nézett Eszterre, és várta, hogy mit hoz a közös kutatás.En: Áron henceforth looked at Eszter differently and awaited what their joint investigation would bring. Vocabulary Words:twilight: alkonyiglinted: megcsillantrustling: zörejétdrowned out: elnyomtatense: feszültwafted: terjengettcasually: könnyedénattentively: figyelmesenexhibition: kiállításrólenvelope: borítékraseal: pecsétjeconfusion: zavarátlinger: húzódottbriefly: rövidrelatively: viszonylagexcuse: elnézéstunraveled: megoldottcrinkled: zörögvechallenge: kihívástrestoration: restaurálásárólelegant: elegánspassion: szenvedélyébenshared: osztozottmystery: rejtélytinvestigation: kutatásradiant: ragyogógolden tones: arany tónusokatoccurred: fordulatotsought: keresettapproached: közeledett

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Got a question, comment, or just want to drop some encouragement? Send us a text.Feeling disconnected from your partner despite regular date nights and check-ins? You're not alone. This raw, insightful episode dives into one of the most common relationship challenges parents face: that persistent feeling that something's missing in your connection.Through the relatable story of Joy and Grant, we unpack why simply spending time together doesn't automatically create meaningful connection. The problem isn't your busy schedule—it's understanding what connection truly means on a neurobiological level. Connection requires both physical closeness and emotional responsiveness, creating what attachment theory calls a "safe haven" and "secure base." These aren't just theoretical concepts but deeply human needs that follow us into adulthood and our romantic relationships.We reveal why conflict often emerges from disconnection—one partner pushes for change while the other feels criticized for not doing enough. This "upshifting" versus "downshifting" dynamic creates misunderstanding rather than closeness. The breakthrough comes in recognizing that small, consistent acts matter more than grand gestures or occasional date nights. When you discover what specific actions make your partner feel truly seen and responded to, you can transform everyday moments into powerful connection points.Ready to feel closer? Listen and we'll tell you how. Get your copy or audiobook of Too Tired to Fight today!: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/059371427XWant some personalized help. Schedule a free coaching consultation here: https://calendly.com/ccfp/meet-the-mitchells

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