Podcast appearances and mentions of David Schneider

Serving SMB mid-market customers is one thing, but when you go upstream to enterprise sales, everything changes: go-to-market strategy, the sales process, how you structure deals, even how you define customer value. Today's guest, Andrew Casey, has helped scale four SaaS companies: ServiceNow, WalkMe, Lacework, and his current company, Amplitude. At ServiceNow, he worked closely with Snowflake's Mike Scarpelli and Coatue's David Schneider, and he was instrumental in establishing the company's deal desk to support its sales motion. As an operationally focused CFO, he shares a wealth of knowledge on the importance of staying close to the customer, structuring deals that work for both sides, establishing transparency in usage-based pricing, aligning incentives and strategy in sales, the pros and cons of multi-year deals, the problem with auto-renewals and what to do instead, and how to adapt your go-to-market strategy when moving from SMB mid-market to enterprise.—LINKS:Andrew Casey on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/andrew-casey-6b14875/Amplitude: https://amplitude.comServiceNow: https://www.servicenow.comCJ on X (@cjgustafson222): https://x.com/cjgustafson222Mostly metrics: http://mostlymetrics.comRELATED EPISODES:Gaining Strategic Advantage in Vertical SaaS With Guidewire's CFO, Jeff Cooper"Steal Your Boss's Job”: Calendly CFO John McCauley on Leadership, Ownership & GrowthThe Largest Software IPO Ever: How Snowflake Still Left Money on the Table —TIMESTAMPS:(00:00) Preview and Intro(02:40) Sponsor – Tropic | NetSuite | Planful | Tabs(08:45) Becoming an Operationally Focused CFO(11:50) Staying Close to the Customer as a CFO(16:37) Sponsor – Rippling Spend | Pulley | MUFG(20:34) Running Towards a Challenging Market at ServiceNow(24:15) How He Established the Deal Desk at ServiceNow(26:13) Structuring a Deal That Works for Both Sides(29:08) Transparency in Usage-Based Pricing(32:39) A Client's “Budget Problem”: Cash or Expense Issue(36:42) Lessons From Building Out the Deal Desk at ServiceNow(40:53) Pros and Cons of Multi-Year Deals(43:57) Auto-Renewals: Do This Instead(46:10) Adapting the Go-to-Market Strategy for Enterprise Sales(55:33) Selling to CIOs Whose Jobs Are at Stake(58:18) What Defines “Enterprise”(59:43) The Most Important Thing To Get Right in Enterprise Sales(1:01:01) Lessons From Andrew's Background in Corporate Finance(1:03:12) The Story of How Andrew Got His Job at ServiceNow(1:07:57) Long-Ass Lightning Round: A Big Mistake(1:10:31) Advice to Younger Self(1:11:17) Finance Software Stack(1:14:47) Craziest Expense Story—SPONSORS:Tropic is an intelligent spend management solution that consolidates your spend data and processes into one unified offering, enabling insights and decisive action. Take control of your spend with intelligent spend management at tropicapp.io/mostlymetrics.NetSuite is an AI-powered business management suite, encompassing ERP/Financials, CRM, and ecommerce for more than 41,000 customers. If you're looking for an ERP, head to https://netsuite.com/metrics and get the CFO's Guide to AI and Machine Learning.Planful's financial planning software can transform your FP&A function. Built for speed, accuracy, and confidence, you'll be planning your way to success and have time left over to actually put it to work. Find out more at www.planful.com/metrics.Tabs is a platform that brings all of your revenue-facing data and workflows - billing, AR, payments, rev rec, and reporting - onto a single system so you can automate and be more flexible. Find out more at: tabs.inc/metrics.Rippling Spend is a spend management software that gives you complete visibility and automated policy controls across every type of spend, saving you time and money. Get a demo to see how much time your org would save at rippling.com/metrics.Pulley is the cap table management platform built for CFOs and finance leaders who need reliable, audit-ready data and intuitive workflows, without the hidden fees or unreliable support. Switch in as little as 5 days and get 25% off your first year: pulley.com/mostlymetrics.MUFG is a global banking powerhouse that provides comprehensive banking services for VC-backed, PE-backed, and public companies with revenues starting at $40M. Accelerate your growth trajectory. Contact group head Bob Blee at bblee@us.mufg.jp to find out more.#SMBtoEnterprise, #gotomarketstrategy #scalingSaaS #dealdesk #ServiceNow Get full access to Mostly metrics at www.mostlymetrics.com/subscribe

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“The pharmaceutical industry is very good at being reactive. If something happens, they have very clear processes, but they're not so good anticipating change.”David Schneider, Founder & CEO of Qualifyze, brings more than a decade of experience working in investment banking (JP Morgan), Fortune 500 companies (BASF), and management consulting (McKinsey). He now leads Qualifyze, a company transforming supply risk management in the pharmaceutical industry.With operations across Frankfurt, Barcelona, and now Jersey City, Qualifyze serves around 1,400 pharmaceutical companies globally and has inspected over 4,000 production sites worldwide.In the latest PharmaSource podcast, David and Qualifyze's Chief Product Officer Martin Lehmann discuss how data-driven approaches can help pharmaceutical supply chains adapt to geopolitical pressures and uncertainty.Meet the Qualifyze team at CDMO Live 2025Read the full article

Wo einst Autos in exponierter Lage hinterm Deich der Perlebucht parkten, eröffnete 2017 Ehepaar Kahlke mit Tochter Isa und Ehemann David Schneider das Küstenperle Strandhotel & Spa. Das 4-Sterne-Projekt mit 93 Zimmern und Suiten sowie sieben Ferienwohnungen entstand durch die Leidenschaft und Ausbildung des Schwiegersohns. Dankbar ist David Schneider auch für die Unterstützung der WT.SH in Persona von Frank Behrens, der sie in der 5-jährigen Planungs- und Bauphase unterstützte. Wie sie ihr Hotel für eine vielseitige Gästeklientel aufstellten und warum das ganzheitliche Konzept aus Wellness, Kulinarik und Tagungen den Hafenort Büsum aus dem Dornröschenschlaf weckte, erzählt David Schneider in der 82. Folge. Dabei geht es auch um sein Lieblingsthema: Restaurant Deichperle und kulinarische Veranstaltungen. Der Südhesse berichtet, warum es Events mit TV-Köchen in der Küstenperle gibt und was er sich von der Mitgliedschaft beim Schleswig-Holstein Gourmet Festival verspricht. Weil der Küchenchef der Deichperle, Piergiorgio Murgia, so einen spannenden Lebenslauf aufweist, gibt es im Mai eine eigene Episode mit dem italienischen Düsseldorfer.

Passionate about his work, and incredibly compassionate towards others, David Schneider of The Law Offices of David R. Schneider, APC, thoughtfully walks us through the daunting topic that not many want to think about: Estate planning, probate, and beyond.Estate planning and probate are meticulous, and oftentimes, overlooked. David shares his personal experiences with the challenges he's faced surrounding this topic and emphasizes the importance of proper planning. Not only is he an expert in wills, trusts, and estate planning, he's also an expert in conservatorship, more specifically, limited conservatorships. Estate planning, power of attorney, conservatorships, these topics don't have to be intimidating. In this episode, David breaks it all down, and may even inspire you to take steps you've been putting off.What exactly is a limited conservatorship? Why is keeping up with your estate planning so pertinent? What is David's favorite hobby outside of his work? His poker face might fool you…CLICK HERE for more information about David R. SchneiderCLICK HERE for more information about The Law Offices of David R. Scheider, APC.

Send us a message, or for a reply send us an email at thebrokenarrowpod@gmail.comDavid from Whiskey City Joins us this week and it's an episode that doesn't disappoint!

Urban and transit planner, data analyst, app-maker, and recently former USDOT official David Schneider created the concept of an 18-hour neighborhood to measure the vibrancy of urban life using retail around transit stations. Sunil Dasgupta talks with Schneider about his methodology, how he applied it to the Washington DC region, and the implications of his research. At dmvtransittourism.com. Music by Washington art-pop rock band Catscan!

David Schneider is a General Partner @ Coatue and one of the great operators of the last 20 years. Prior to Coatue, David was instrumental in ServiceNow's growth to over $100B+ public market value. David led the growth of the company from $100M to $5BN in revenue. Before joining ServiceNow, David held senior positions at Data Domain, the company he joined at $0 in revenue and scaled to $1BN in revenue and an IPO and acquisition. In Today's Episode with David Schneider We Discuss: ServiceNow: Secrets to Scaling to $5BN in ARR: What are David's biggest lessons from scaling ServiceNow to $5BN ARR? What worked? What did not work? What are the most common reasons companies plateau? How did ServiceNow roll out so many different products so effectively? How did David hire and ramp 180 people in 90 days? 2. From OG Operator to Newbie Investor: What have been the single most challenging elements of making the transition to VC? What advice did David get from the biggest names on entering venture? How long did it take David to do his first deal? What advice does he give other operators entering? How does doing deals in 2024 compare to when David started doing deals in 2021? 3. VC Value: Do 90% of VCs Really Damage Companies: Does David agree that 90% of VCs actually detract value? What does David mean when he says that the worst VCs are "seagull VCs"? What are David's biggest tips to founders on how to get the most out of their board? What is enough ownership for David to really give the time needed to a company? 4. Lessons from the Greats: Doug Leone, Bill McDermott, Frank Slootman: Doug Leone: What has David learned from Doug on what it takes to be a great investor and board member? Frank Slootman: What has David learned from Bill on how to be the best leader of a mega company? Bill McDermott: What has David learned from Frank about decision-making and execution.  

In the world of pharmaceuticals, companies aim to operate under GMP guidelines — a set of production and manufacturing measures to assure standards for medicinal products. But too often, the reality is anything but that.  “Officially, GMP stands for ‘Good Manufacturing Practices,'” said Dr. David Schneider, the founder and CEO of Qualifyze. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Chef Liam Tomlin is about to open a revamped Chefs Warehouse & Canteen at 91 Bree Street in the CBD along with Chef David Schneider. Also in that gorgeous old building, they're opening Merchant - a restaurant dedicated to the suppliers and producers of fine local ingredients. I've been waiting for a chance and a reason to sit down with Liam Tomlin for a chat. And while we did discuss replacing The Bailey with an 'old school' Chefs Warehouse, of course we ranged over other topics like his erstwhile Sydney restaurant Banc. with questions I couldn't resist asking. Sitting down with a chef whose work I deeply admire is definitely cause for excitement. The fact that he is returning the space to the original CW concept - even going to his stunning book 'Tapas' for the recipes - helped ramp up the joy, and I can't wait to eat in the new space.Thumbnail image by Claire Gunn supplied. On Instagram @a_table_inthecorner Cover image sketched by Courtney Cara Lawson All profile portraits by Russel Wasserfall unless otherwise credited

In this episode Dave tells me all about his company and the challenges in being a small business owner. We had fun talking bows, arrows and his current set up. We also covered bear hunting and even some arrow building !! Check out his website wctrad.com ENJOY !!  Special thanks - Kalamazoo Bow Works , Ohio Traditional Archery and Abowyer broadheads

Do you find yourself hitting a wall when trying to persuade people to take action or change their behavior? In this episode of The Unlimited Influence, Reprogram Your Subconscious Mind, Dr. David Snyder tackles the common frustrations of failed persuasion attempts and resistance to change. He introduces powerful techniques like the Resistance Removal Protocol and restoring personal autonomy. This episode dives deep into the psychology of influence, offering actionable strategies that could transform your approach to persuasion. Listen in and be ready to unlock the secrets of human influence. Standout Quotes: "You want to learn to influence people from inside, not out." - Dr. David Snyder "The first rule, when it comes to transforming resistance, is you have to give people back their sense that it's okay to say no." - Dr. David Snyder "The rationalization that gets challenged only grows stronger." - Dr. David Snyder "When you force people to defend their beliefs and statements, they automatically become defensive." - Dr. David Snyder "Head-on collisions will never work. You've got to have them generate a reason that they might want to do something and then attack that reason." - Dr. David Snyder "Patience is power." - Dr. David Snyder Key Takeaways: Use the "Resistance Removal" approach. First, acknowledge that the person can refuse. Then, help them develop their reasons for wanting to do something. This allows people feel more in control of their decisions. Practice the "echoing" technique. When unsure what to say, repeat what the other person said. This simple technique builds trust and shows you're listening, making people more open to your ideas. Combine techniques like building emotional connections with the "Resistance Removal" approach. Using multiple strategies together can make your persuasion more effective. Be patient when persuading. Give people time to think about new ideas. Rushing them can make them suspicious and less likely to agree. Remember that changing minds often takes time. Help people find their motivation. Instead of pressuring someone or giving them rules to follow, guide them to discover why they might want to do something. When people find their own reasons, they're more likely to make lasting changes. Episode Timeline: [00:31] How can we influence people through understanding and empathy? [04:42] Why is restoring personal autonomy necessary in removing resistance? [05:13] What's the situation with smokers who don't want to quit and the people pressuring them to do so? [7:34] How should quitting smoking be approached to emphasize personal choice and autonomy? [13:18] David Snyder asks a participant to understand their motivation [15:59] How can psychology be used to remove resistance and increase compliance? [17:21] Why does challenging someone's beliefs often strengthen them? [21:53] Why is building trust and rapport crucial when influencing someone? [24:48] What role do patience and validation play in persuasion techniques? [28:51] Dr. David Schneider encourages listeners to reprogram their minds with NLP techniques To learn more about Dr. David Snyder and everything about NLP, visit: Website: https://www.nlppower.com/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@DavidSnyderNLP Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/davidsnydernlp

It's been a year since we last talked with David Schneider of Whiskey City Trad Gear. In this episode we go over what's been going on with WC Trad Gear and get to know the man behind the product a little better. Get your own Hipster and other products at https://wctrad.com/ Check him out on Youtube at https://youtube.com/@wctrad Follow them on Instagram at Whiskey City Traditional Gear (@wctrad) • Instagram photos and videos Follow them on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/WCTRADGEAR Follow me https://www.instagram.com/tradlore_archery/ http://www.youtube.com/@Tradlore jimmyhalpenny@icloud.com As mentioned on this episode Pro Silencers can be found at https://prosilencers.com

BetrayalIn 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel. Hosi ordered the village searched. Almost a hundred bows and their arrows were found in one of the houses. Now we had an army, but we still had to be careful. We had taken out eight of their group, but even a half dozen men with assault rifles could do a lot of damage, even kill half the tribe.Our next stop was Hosi's old house. I had many happy memories there. We peeked in the rear window; I was reminded of the time we had eavesdropped behind Reta's house, learning of her plot to kill the queen and take over the tribe. This time we looked in to see all the men—all except Jacob…the rat! I couldn't wait until I ran into him. There were three which seemed like a lot until I looked at Scott and Kevin. Both had been beaten. Rini almost gasped, but her warrior training and discipline prevailed. I could see the hatred in her eyes. She'd skin these men alive given the chance. Now we had plenty of bows and arrows. Hosi called her troops together.There were two windows and an open doorway, but one of the guards sat in a chair just inside the door, hidden behind the fireplace. It would be almost impossible to get to him unless…. I could see the wheels turning in Hosi's head. She dispatched three warriors, all with spears. They snuck down three houses, keeping low then they turned left and crossed the narrow lane. Behind the facing houses they retraced their steps until they were behind my old house just across the street. Now they spread out, one on each side and one headed through the house for the doorway. I heard a brief whistle, more a bird call than anything else. Hosi and Rini took their aim from the rear window and fired just as Hosi yelled, “Now!”The spear women leaped forward and threw. One struck the guard in the chest, the others in his abdomen. Hosi's aim was true, but Rini was off, her arrow striking only the guard's shoulder. In a second she was through the window and on top of the hapless guard. She punched him repeatedly, paying back the injuries they had given, until Hosi stopped her. He was bound and gagged while Rini ran to Scott. She cradled his head in her arms, pulling him to her breasts. She leaned down to her stricken lover, kissing him repeatedly.It was now approaching 5:00 a.m. and time was drawing short. We had to act while we had the advantage of surprise and darkness. Hosi left a contingent of warriors to guard and tend to the men's wounds. She sent one hundred to scour the village in search of any of the intruders that we had missed. Another hundred accompanied us back to the palace where the majority of the tribe was held.Hosi split her forces. Twenty were sent to the rear. They were to check the back of the palace for any stray guards, although we thought they would stay with their prisoners until daylight, at least. My biggest question was, “WHY?” What was this all about? All I could think about was that there was money—serious money—at the root of all this. But how…what? As a geologist I knew that there were no significant quantities of precious gems or minerals in the area so that clearly wasn't it. It appeared that few if any of the tribeswomen had been injured or killed. How did that figure into this?We were sneaking past the baths when I told Hosi I was staying for a while. “Kind of a funny time for a bath, David.”“No, I need some time to think. Besides, you won't need me at the palace. I'll just be in the way. I'm trying to figure out what this whole thing is all about.” Hosi kissed me and left a small contingent of warriors to safeguard me. I recognized all of them—they were all fierce competent fighters. I sat on a limestone bench, dropping my feet into the cool water. I cleared my head of all other thoughts. I knew that Hosi would be safe and my children were probably at the forges by now, well out of the conflict. I tried to put all the pieces together—ambush in the jungle, but nobody actually hurt or killed, invasion with automatic weapons, but nobody hurt or killed, tribe kept tied up under guard, but again nobody hurt. Why would they want to do this? Why would they want all the women in prime condition? OH NO! It hit me like a brick. I could think of only one reason for this and there would be a ton of money involved. Plus, unless I was mistaken we would soon have a lot more visitors. And now I knew where.I pulled my feet from the bath and walked out into the night. “Any word yet from Hosi?” They shook their heads. We were joined by those who had searched the village and started our walk to the palace. I stopped them for a second, told them of my concerns, and asked a contingent to head to the falls. That area had to be secured. It wasn't the only way to get all the tribeswomen out of here, but it was the fastest and safest.We were almost a hundred yards from the palace when I heard shouting and several shots. I prayed Hosi would be OK. We ran to the site and met an invader running in our direction. He met more arrows and spears than I cared to count. I ran to the palace searching for Hosi. I found her—thank God—supervising the release of the prisoners. Four guards lay dead on the floor and three Amazon prisoners were being treated for bullet wounds. Fortunately, all appeared to be superficial.I pulled Hosi aside and held her. “Thank God you're safe. I think I know what this is all about. These men came here to collect you as slaves. That's why nobody was injured or killed. We can confirm it with that one you captured. If I'm right there will be one boat missing and we'll have lots more company in the morning.” Hosi detailed a group to continue releasing the prisoners while we walked quickly to her old house. The men were there relaxing. Rini was treating Scott under Dennis's orders. The captured attacker was ignored. “Let me deal with him, Hosi. I think a man will be more effective.” She nodded her consent as we walked in the door.I walked into the man and removed his gag. “Let me explain something to you. You are going to die, but how will be determined by what you tell me in the next minute. I can put a bullet in your brain or I can take you down to the Amazon, cut your arms, and watch while the piranha devour you alive. That's what we did with the last one who was condemned to death. I'll give you a few seconds to think.” I stood and returned to Hosi. We stood silently while the men looked on. Less than thirty seconds later I returned.“OK…all your friends are dead. The village is back under our control. Only a handful of women were injured. My wife, the Queen, killed five of your men by herself, so don't think that she'll have any mercy for you. Now…tell me why you are here. I already have an idea, but I want you to confirm it.”“Slaves, Senhor. We were going to sell the women and children to be slaves. There is a big market in the Middle East and Japan. Please don't feed me to the fish.”“How were you going to get the women out of here?”“Tomorrow…three big boats…more men. Jacob went to show them the way.” I patted him on the head and put a bullet into his brain. I turned to Hosi and explained what he had said. “We need to put warriors along the river bank with bows and spears. I suggest the men also go with your warriors. Between the two groups we will need to kill all their men. Later we can sink the boats, but we need to make sure there are no survivors. Even one could mean the end of everything we've worked for.”Hosi agreed with me and called the tribe together in the plaza. “We need to be ready. We will soon have new invaders. They will come by boat so here is what I want you to do….” I strung a second rope from the tree by the falls. Within the next hour hundreds of warriors went down, spreading themselves along the bank for more than half a mile. All the men also went, even Scott and Kevin with their injuries. We rested while a few sentries kept watch. I didn't think they would surprise us—the noise of the engines would alert us long before their arrival.Hosi rested her head in my lap and I rested mine on her hip. We fell asleep quickly. It was some hours later when I woke to the sound of distant engines. I woke Hosi; she was alert immediately. She whistled—that same bird call I had heard last night. I could see the warriors stretching and preparing themselves for the conflict ahead. All the men checked their rifles and spare magazines. Kevin smiled at me as I checked my pistol. I gave him a thumb's up and then we knelt, hidden by the vines and tall grass along the river bank.Our inflatable led three large motorized barges. They could hold the entire tribe in them easily. Jacob was at the helm with two others, both armed. Each of the barges had an additional six armed men. Hosi waited until the boats were almost at the falls before giving the preliminary signal—the first bird call whistle. I could see all the archers put arrow to the bowstring. At the second whistle the army stood as one and loosed their arrows.More archers above the falls rushed forward from hiding and shot. The men fired their rifles. The slavers dropped like flies. The two men in the inflatable were targeted first, however Jacob was left alone by design. Three men jumped into the bottom of the barges. They were assailed by spears and arrows from above. At the end of our line two women jumped into the river pulling a thin cord. They were the best swimmers in the tribe. When they reached the other side they pulled a heavy rope across the river, tying it securely to a large tree. Now the barges were stuck.The swimmers went back into the water, swimming to the last barge. They pulled themselves up and snuck along the rear deck. They gave a signal that showed there were no live attackers in the barge bottom. They crept to the small cabin, yanked open the door and ran in, overwhelming the unarmed pilot in seconds. They used their daggers to kill him quickly.They ran along the barge side where they were met by several dozen others equipped with their bows and arrows. They jumped to the middle barge. This one did contain several of the enemy. Again they dispatched the pilot so they could move to both sides of the barge and get the enemies in a cross fire. There looked to be about fifteen on each side and another four in the center. They rose quickly and fired killing two and seriously wounding the third. One of our warriors jumped down easily and killed him with her knife.They jumped to the first barge and again killed the pilot. Slowly they walked up the barge's sides toward the inflatable. When Jacob saw the dozen arrows aimed at his heart he raised his hands and surrendered. He would have been better off if he had tried to fire. Then he would have been cut down quickly. Now he was going to suffer.I pulled the inflatable into the hidden boat house; the barges were tied off to the bank. Planks ran from the shore to them. I walked up onto the nearest, noticing that there were well over a hundred ring-bolts welded to the floor. I climbed down, looked around and went back up. I walked into the cabin and then down to the engine room. There I found what I wanted—the cooling system for the engines ran on raw river water. There was a big intake port and another for the exhaust. These could be cut in order to sink the barge.The men's bodies were brought down and securely fastened to the rings that were intended for the Amazons. All the bodies were placed into the first barge. Jacob was also brought here and tied down spread-eagle. I leaned down to speak to him, “Jacob, if it was up to me I'd flay you—skin you alive, but don't worry--Hosi has something special for you.” I patted his cheek as he screamed. One of the Amazons came up and gagged him.We were totally unfamiliar with these barges so it took us quite a while to turn them around in the narrow river. When we reached the Amazon we let two barges drift down river. The third, the one with all the slavers was anchored in the middle of the river. Sean and I went down to the engine room with two axes. We chopped at the water pipes until the water flowed freely onto the deck. By the time we were done the water was already well over our ankles. We climbed up and into the barge. We stopped next to Jacob, “So long, asshole. Enjoy your swim. Say ‘Hi' to the nice fishies. All this blood should make them really hungry.”We retired to the inflatable while we watched as the barge slowly slipped beneath the water. It was the end to a long and difficult time for all of us. I could see the strain on Hosi's face. We returned to the falls. Wearily, we climbed the rope and returned to the palace. Everything was as it had been before the invasion. Our children were back home; Kela was running about with Scott's daughter, Sama. Our infant son lay in his tiny bed. The guards were all in place; they bowed when Hosi entered. She was about to mount her throne, but I stopped her. “Not now…not yet…I have something much more important to do with you right now.” Hosi smiled weakly, the strain of the past days wearing on her. She was a truly kind and considerate woman, a wonderful lover and wife.I led her by the hand to the baths. I stripped her and myself and proceeded to wash her wonderful, but exhausted body. I dried her and led her still naked back to the palace where I laid her on the bed. I crawled between her legs and inhaled deeply. Hosi's scent was nothing less than incredible; I loved her musky flavor. I placed my mouth over her cunt and sucked, causing Hosi to groan in ecstasy. I stuck my tongue into her tunnel as I watched Hosi writhe over the bed. I was about to suck her hard button into my mouth when she sat up and stopped me.“What's the matter? Don't you want to cum?”“Of course, I do, darling, but what about you? Don't I get a chance to take care of you?”“No—not tonight; you've been under tremendous stress the past few days. You need this…badly. You may be the Queen, but tonight you need to follow my orders, and I'm ordering you to lie back and enjoy everything I'm doing for you.”“Yes sir…you are the boss,” then she chuckled, “for tonight, anyway.”“OK, I admit you are the boss, but you know how much I love you and I need to help you feel better. I feel kind of guilty about Jacob.”Hosi sat up quickly, grasping me firmly by the chin. “I never want to hear you say anything like that again, David. You didn't encourage him to come here…WE did. Any time we do something like that we know we're taking a chance, just like the tribe took a chance capturing you and Dr. Sullivan. Luckily, it all worked out OK, but who was responsible for that? Who developed the plan to free me and our children? Who risked his life to do that? Who killed the first two guards making the whole idea possible?”“You know it was just a chance of fate that I wasn't in the village that day and I was lucky to see that something was amiss when we returned from the forges.”“Perhaps, but bring me that rope and tie my hands behind my back like they were.” I got the rope and tied her back up as tightly as she had been when I rescued her. “Even if you were here we would have still gotten away.” She strained the muscles in her arms and back and a minute later the rope parted. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so strong. “Probably eight out of ten tribeswomen could do that. Unfortunately, quite a few would have been killed. Your actions made it possible for us to save ourselves without losing any of the tribe. Now, as you said, I am the Queen and I am making a royal proclamation—You are responsible for saving at least fifty lives and you will be declared a hero of the tribe tomorrow. You should feel pride of your accomplishment, not shame or guilt. I will make that official tomorrow. Now, if you still wish, I will accept your services.”I looked at her for a second and began to giggle. It was contagious. She joined me in less than a minute and we began laughing like crazy. She pulled me up onto the bed, kissed me madly, and turned on top of my body to position the delicious pussy over my mouth. I could take the hint—she wanted to be pleasured, but she was going to take care of me, too. I couldn't argue with her logic.Licking her labia brought forth several lengthy moans, even as Hosi lowered her mouth over my hard cock. Her tongue was heavenly on my organ—her mouth was warm and moist as she sucked me deep into her throat. It would have been so nice—so relaxing—to lie there and allow Hosi to service me, but I owed her even more than she owed me. I attacked her pussy with renewed zeal. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel, savoring the taste, the muskiness of her juices as well as the velvet softness of her flesh. Even holding her hips with all my strength was useless. She writhed uncontrollably under my touch. I moved my mouth to her clit. It was hard, incredibly so, and extremely hot. My teeth were only a few millimeters apart when I sucked her clit between them. Her reaction was intense as she drove herself forcefully into my mouth. I sucked and nibbled for more than a minute until she shuddered and shook in a tremendous orgasmic spasm; it lasted for almost a minute before I relented. So commanding was her experience that she completely forgot about my penis in her mouth. She laid her head on my thigh as she recovered, my man-meat hanging loosely on her tongue until she found the strength to quickly bring me to an incredible orgasm. She sucked me strongly, rubbed my balls between her slender, but powerful, fingers as I blew repeatedly into her throat and stomach. She cleaned my cock, spun around swiftly, and nestled beside me, her head on my chest. I pulled up our blanket and we fell mercifully to a deep sleep.The sun was shining brightly when we woke. I took a quick look at Hosi and laughed. She had a drop of semen dried on her chin. I kissed her as I wiped it from her face. We rose, ate a leisurely breakfast, and left the palace stark naked for the baths and the communal toilets.We were back in the palace dried and dressed when Hosi turned to me, “David, I know I told you that you would never have to kneel before me, but when we go outside I want you to kneel. Will you do that for me…please?” She took my hand and led me toward the plaza. I was shocked to see the entire tribe gathered there. Hosi led me to a cushion and bade me to kneel before she turned to address the tribe, “We have just come through what was undoubtedly the greatest ordeal that our tribe has ever faced. It was brought about by a man who betrayed our trust in him. It would be easy to blame all men—any man—but we know better, don't we? Recently, we had a situation where the tribe was endangered by one of our own who killed our beloved queen and tried to take over the tribe by killing me and enslaving my mate. There are good…and bad…among both women and men. Fortunately, we have the very best of both.“I know I don't have to describe the many good deeds of Dennis or Scott, or of Kevin. Sean has worked tirelessly to bring us a new and stronger metal—iron—to use in our weapons and tools. Adam and the others have helped build fences for our livestock and expand our chicken coops. All our men have contributed mightily to the tribe and, let us not forget all the successful mating that has occurred although I see that many of you enjoy the practicing a bit too much.” I heard the open laughter ripple through the tribe, but I still had no idea where all this was going.“Now, I want to ask you…how many of you could have broken the ropes that tied your wrists?” I was astonished that almost all the tribeswomen raised their hands. “See, David,” she said turning to me, “I told you.” Returning to the tribe she continued, “There is no doubt that we could have rushed and overpowered the guards, but…at what cost? How many of our tribe would have perished…fifty…a hundred…more? I have spoken at length with Misa. She told me that she and her sister were occupied with Sean and that only David recognized immediately that there was a problem. She told me that David developed the plan to free me at risk of his own life. I know that he singlehandedly killed the first two guards—the action that enabled me—and you—to free ourselves. I credit my mate, Dr. David Schneider, with saving at least one hundred lives. Therefore, I have decided to name my son, the first boy ever born to a Queen of our tribe, Davy in his honor. Additionally, I proclaim him to be a hero of the tribe. What say you?”I knelt there all this time, never realizing what an orator Hosi could be. Now I was even more amazed as I listened to the tribe chant—“David…David…David,” until Hosi silenced them. She produced a small crown woven of vines and flowers which she placed on my head. “David, you have shown yourself to be an excellent mate and your dedication to the welfare of the tribe is unquestionable. I am proud to proclaim you a hero of the tribe. Rise, my hero!” I stood, totally in shock of what had just happened, until Hosi took me into her arms and kissed me, pulling me closely to her body. We kissed unashamedly until we were interrupted by a messenger from the patrol.“My Queen…strangers again approach our lands. Harry told me they were…uh…what do you call men who hunt illegally?”“You mean…poachers,” I asked.“Yes, that is the word he used. I remember now.”I turned to Hosi, “This could be very dangerous. These men will be killers. The others were just loggers, hard men, but not killers. I will go at once and I will need twenty-five of your best archers.” I ran into the palace to prepare and when I returned the archers were ready. Hosi took me aside, kissed me briefly and begged me to be careful. I promised I would be and left at a trot. I had taken to training with the warriors and it showed. I could run at a much better pace now, but I would never be their equal. An hour later I was breathing hard when we ran into Harry and his team. He explained where they were and how they were making their way through the jungle. He told me there was a small clearing less than a half mile from their current position. I laid my plans. I expected them to be aggressive and if they were they would die quickly, but I didn't want any who surrendered peacefully to be killed. I had an idea that we might be able to use some more men. I dropped my weapons and took my cross from my pocket. Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy, but, once again, it was all part of my plan. I reviewed my signals again and repeated my instructions even though I knew it was all unnecessary. These women were the best soldiers I had ever seen. They knew how to follow orders.I stepped to the edge of the clearing and spoke loudly once I saw them approach. In Portuguese I began, “May the peace of the Lord be with you and protect you always, my brothers.”They looked dumfounded for almost a minute before one of them asked the leader, “What'd he say, boss? What the fuck is he doin' out here in the fuckin' jungle?”“Never mind, you imbecile. Let me handle this.”“Ah, I see you speak English,” I replied cheerfully, “Are you Americans?”“No, we're Brits, but that's enough questions from you. What're you doing way out here miles from civilization?”“As you can see I am a missionary. There are several of us here. We live and work with the savages here, teaching them about our Lord and Savior. I am here to tell you that you must turn back. Ahead is a private wildlife sanctuary belonging to our church.”“Oh, man, boss, a wildlife sanctuary…just what we need.” I reached behind my back and made a fist. It was the sign to make ready.The leader began to draw his pistol and as he did the remaining members of his troupe lowered their rifles—all except one who dropped his rifle to the ground. I stood perfectly still as his revolver cleared the holster. As it approached horizontal more than two dozen arrows rent the air driving the men to their deaths. However, using incredible judgment the one who dropped his rifle was spared—not a single arrow struck him even though he was tightly packed between two others. He took one look at the Amazons and turned, running into the jungle. Two—twin sisters—dropped their bows and bounded after him. It was no contest; they caught him within fifty yards, returning him to me in less than a minute.I told the twins to bind his wrists as they had to me so long ago. He sat, obviously extremely agitated and afraid. I knelt and spoke to him softly in Portuguese. “Relax, no harm will come to you. Would you like some water?” He nodded and I produced a canteen, given to me by one of the warriors. Lita, one of his twin captors gently held it to his mouth. I could see that he was merely a youth, probably no more than eighteen. I continued, “You have been bound to prevent you from injuring one of us, but do not be afraid. I was once also bound as you are now. Why did you drop your rifle?”He was hesitant at first, but as he began to speak the words flowed out of him like water. “I am not one of them. I am only a servant. My family is very poor. My parents sold me to them to be their servant. I'm more a slave, though. They beat me just for fun. I am glad they are dead…even if I have to die, too. I do not know why I tried to run. I cannot go back. There are more there…the leader and two others. ”“You are not going to die, but it seems that you have no place to go so I will offer you the opportunity to join us. These twin sisters seem to fancy you. I think I will ask our Queen to give you to them. No…you won't be their servant or their slave. I am sure this is all very confusing to you, but it will become clear soon enough. Do you know any English?”“A little, Senhor. I study in school, like all students, but I no use it so I forget.”“That's OK. It will come back to you quickly. Now, up with you.” I split the team into three groups—one to remove the bodies from the area. I detailed fifteen warriors for that work after telling them to remove all the arrows so they could be used again. The second group of two I returned to the village with Harry to inform the Queen. The rest of us back tracked the trail to remove all the traps they had set. The young man, Paulo by name, would lead us in this effort.We trekked for almost two hours before coming to their base. There were a number of cages filled with animals. We released all of the herd animals first, allowing them to escape quickly into the bush. Then we came to the two jaguars held securely in strong steel cages. I gave the tribeswomen their instructions—spears up and forward…bows cocked with arrows as I climbed onto the cages and released them one at a time. Rather than attack they each ran quickly into the jungle going in opposite directions. Jaguars are primarily solitary animals except when they mate. Finally, I released the snakes, being most careful with these; the small ones were all venomous and the big ones could constrict me or any one of us to death in minutes. Fortunately, they were more interested in escape than a meal.I checked the camp, taking anything I thought might be of value to us. I resolved to return later to salvage all the steel. I was sure that Sean could come up with a way for us to use it, maybe for knives or short swords. We returned slowly to the village. When we were near the passage to the valley I explained to Paulo that he had to be blindfolded. “Don't worry. You should know by now that we're not going to kill you. We could have done that back at the ambush. Now, follow the lead of your handlers. We have to cross a narrow stone ledge. They will guide you and once in the valley we will be able to remove your blindfold and maybe even your bindings.” He nodded and stood while Lita applied her scarf to his eyes. She and her sister led him forward.We turned him around several times to confuse his sense of direction before leading him through the portal. I could see Lita and her sister talking gently to him as they led him slowly across the ledge. He breathed a sigh of relief once he was across. We stepped carefully down the stone steps and five minutes later I gave the instructions to remove his blindfold and bindings. We walked easily toward the village, the stunned Paulo holding hands with his two gorgeous “captors.”I instructed Paulo to kneel before the Queen. I was just about to speak when Hosi grabbed me lifted me up and pulled me into a deep kiss. “I'm so glad you are safe. Your messengers told me what you did. Are you crazy…going out there without any weapons?”“It seemed the best idea at the time and it worked. Besides, aren't I the big hero?”“Oh…you! I swear I should give you …!”“OK, I know it was dangerous, but they were dangerous men. We could have just ambushed and killed them, but then we wouldn't have a new male to join us. Come and meet him. His name is Paulo.” He was kneeling as instructed with a twin on each side. Hosi spoke to him kindly and sent him on his way to the baths and toilet before his first night with the insatiable twins. I had fucked Lita back when I was working for the Queen. I had a great idea what lay in store for our new friend.I sought out Lita and Lina the following morning. As expected they were fresh as the morning dew. Paulo, however, was sleeping in. Lita explained: "We first took Paulo to the toilets. He was funny…very shy about voiding in front of others, but we cured him of that, didn't we Lina?”“Oh, yes, we stripped him—he tried to fight us, but we are much stronger than he is-- and carried him in. We made him sit between us as we did our business. I held his penis and Lita wiped him when we were done. Why are men so shy about this? It is only a normal bodily function, after all.” I laughed and asked them to continue. “Then we went to the baths. That was better; we washed each other…very, very thoroughly. We liked his penis, didn't we, Lita?”“Oh yes…he, he…and it liked us, too. It was as hard as my dagger and as thick as our spears. We dried ourselves and walked home hand in hand. We ate a light meal and went right to bed, placing Paulo between us. We kissed and touched each other for almost an hour. I think he was afraid to…you know…so we led him,” they giggled, “…the first time. Lita rolled him onto his back and took his penis into her mouth. I was afraid he would shoot his seed in her mouth, but she stopped in time. Tell him, Lita.”“It has been a long time since I had a hard penis in my mouth. I think yours was the last, but you are now…oh, what is the term? Out of reach? Untouchable? Well, you are the Queen's mate; you belong to our Queen. I loved the hard flesh in my mouth and the soft skin was wonderful. I sensed he was getting close to shooting so I stopped. When his breathing became regular again I sat on his penis. I loved watching it disappear slowly into me. Paulo has a very nice penis…almost as nice as yours. I began to rock and he shot into me almost immediately. Lina and I kissed him for a while and then I let her have a turn. She was able to ride him for quite some time before he shot into her. We did it again and again until both of us had an orgasm—is that the right word?”I nodded, a smile on my face, “So…how many times?”“Three for each of us…six for him. We think that is why he is still asleep.”“I'm glad it went so well. Just don't kill him…OK?” My favorite twins laughed until they shook. They walked back into their house, woke Paulo and went back to work. I chuckled all the way back to the palace. I was looking forward to seeing how he would help improve life in the village.I was surprised to find Adam and a group of warriors waiting in the plaza. “David,” he said, “do you think we could see the Queen this morning? I have an idea. I've discussed it with….” He pointed to the group who only smiled, “and they think it's a good idea.”“C'mon in and let's see. I don't think she is too busy this morning.” I led them into the throne room where Hosi was waiting for me. I grinned wildly as I showed her my “thumb's up” for Paulo's first night. When she gave me a questioning look I held up six fingers. She returned my smile. When I reached her side she whispered into my ear, “That will be us in another 24 days. That's when Dennis says we can make love again. Until then you will have to make do with my tongue and my hand.”Breaking away from her, I introduced Adam. He had been mostly quiet during his months in the village. He was trained as an accountant, a skill we had no use for, but he was a good man and was conscientious in his sexual responsibilities to the tribe. So far he had willingly fucked almost eighty women in addition to satisfying his regular lover. He stepped up cautiously, “My Queen I have an idea I would like to explain to you. I have reviewed it with Dennis and he agrees it has merit. We currently derive all our drinking water from the river, but that means we are susceptible to anything that happens upstream like dead animals or mudslides, or…well, just about anything that can affect the health of the tribe. I would like to trace the origin of the river to see if there is some way we can improve on that. The water has to come from somewhere. If we can find the source we may be able to do something to protect our drinking water supply. I…we…would like your approval to search.” He stepped back and bowed.Hosi looked to me for advice. “I think it's a good idea.” Hosi gave her approval and Adam left with a smile on his face and a spring in his step. Adam disappeared for almost a month. In that time Hosi received Dennis's OK to resume sex with me. It was almost three months since our son had been born. You'd think I'd be counting the days, but I was so involved with projects in the village that…. Hosi gave no clues until I came home one afternoon covered in sweat and stone dust from rebuilding a wall that had crumbled after more than four hundred years of service.There was a note on our bed—“Meet me in the baths. I hope you have saved some energy. You will need it.” “Oh, great,” I thought, the big day—one I've awaited for months--has to be one where I've spent the entire day hefting hundred-plus pound blocks of granite. If I had to go six times like Paulo I'd certainly be dead. I stripped out of my filthy clothes and took off at a trot for the baths. Luckily, they were only a block away. Hosi was there with our children. Kela jumped up and down when she saw her daddy, splashing everyone within ten feet. She loved the water and could already swim across our community pool. She often terrified her mother by swimming underwater, disappearing beneath the cool dark water for many seconds before surfacing God only knows where. I loved her dearly, but she was a real handful.Hosi took one look at me and laughed. I was covered in rock dust and whitewash, looking more like a Halloween ghost than her husband and lover. She gave Davy to one of her guards and walked to me. “Poor baby; you look exhausted. Just wait until later. I don't think you'll be getting much sleep tonight.” All the tribeswomen laughed hysterically. There were few secrets in the village and our sex life was usually an open book. What else would one expect when every step, every breath was observed by as many as twenty guards? We had doors in the palace, but we rarely used them. Now the entire tribe would know how much and how often we loved each other. I didn't care; one look at the woman I loved and everyone else disappeared.She came to me, extended her hand and led me to the bath. A guard handed her the soap as she eased me into the cool water. Hosi sat behind me, kissing my cheek and neck as she reached around me to wash the filth from my body. I leaned back, cushioning my body against her swollen breasts. I envied Davy and longed for the day when I could once again suckle at my wife's breast. I turned my head to kiss Hosi; it was quick and relatively chaste. “Tonight, huh? Good choice; I hope I can stay awake.” I was being serious, but everyone within earshot began to laugh.“Don't you worry, darling,” Hosi whispered, “I think I can keep you awake.” Now there was more than laughter—there was howling in the baths and soon it spread to the streets and lanes. Hosi finished washing me and pulled me up. She dried me carefully, paying an awful lot of attention to my now turgid cock. I was turning red with embarrassment and it only got worse when Hosi led me away by my erection.We walked past the grinning guards—did everyone know what Hosi had planned? She led me to our bedroom, pushed me onto the bed and jumped on top of me. “I love you, David and now I'm going to prove it to you.”“Hosi, you prove it to me every day—the way you hold me, the way you kiss me, the way you care for our children…everything you do.”“Perhaps…but I need to prove this to you—I need you…need you inside me to make me feel complete.” Hosi rubbed her breasts into my chest and sighed, “You know…I still love the feeling of your hair on my skin. It makes me want you so much.” She continued as I placed my hands along the sides of her glorious orbs.Her rubbing left droplets of milk on my chest. “How long,” I wondered, “before Davy wants his next meal?”“If you're wondering about Davy let me tell you he's spending the night elsewhere…with a friend who is still producing milk and Kela is at what Scott called a sleep-over with Sama. She told me they would be up all night, but they'll be sound asleep by now. You're stuck with me all night, but you're not going to sleep…not yet, anyway.” She rubbed her slit against my cock. No matter how tired I might be it could always be counted on to respond. “Oh my, you're not as tired as you think. You feel like a rock down there—a rock I'm planning to use over and over tonight. Seriously, David, I have missed you so much.”“Then stop talking and put me into you. I've missed you, too…more than I can tell you.” Hosi smiled for a few seconds and then my cock disappeared into her hot wet hole. I could never understand how she could stay so tight after having Kela. Now, after having two children, she was still as tight as a virgin. Maybe it was her warrior training or just great genes, but her appearance hadn't changed at all. I'd bet that she didn't gain even a pound after her two pregnancies.Hosi rose up slowly, savoring the sensation of having me in her, of having me stretch her vaginal walls. I could see the rapture in her eyes as she dropped down onto my cock again. She moved so slowly, looking into my eyes the entire time. She moved her nipple to my mouth, encouraging me to suckle. “Go ahead, darling. I'll have plenty tomorrow for Davy. I know you've wanted this for a long time. Suckle me—drink my hot delicious milk.” I lifted my head and wrapped my lips around her hard nipple and suckled like her baby—in many respects I was. She was stronger than me by far. She could mold me to her will. If she wanted to she could take me over her knee and spank me like a child. She was the Queen—she could make all the decisions and the women of the tribe would support her. Why didn't she do all these things? My only answer was that she really did love me.I was really beat, but I couldn't resist Hosi—I began to move, driving my hard hot cock deep into her. Soon we had established our rhythm as Hosi drove her clit into me with my every thrust. She closed her eyes and arched her back. She held still for just a moment before grunting loudly and driving herself forward with unbelievable force. She fell gently onto my chest. Kissing my neck she whispered, “That was incredible. I can't believe how much I've missed that.”“Why are you whispering?” I replied, “Doesn't the entire village know what's going on? It certainly seemed that way at the baths.”“Oh, dear! I hope you're not angry with me. I was so happy that we could make love again I told everyone I met.” She was on the verge of crying. I pulled her into a long deep kiss, my tongue searching for and finding hers. I broke the kiss after a minute, “No, Hosi I'm not angry. I learned a long time ago that there's no privacy around here. How many times have the guards run in when one of us is screaming in ecstasy? No, Hosi I love you too much to let a little thing like that bother me.” I let her know for sure by thrusting up deep into her pussy. Apparently there were some advantages to being tired—I hadn't cum despite all of Hosi's actions on my cock.She leaned up and grinned, “I thought you were tired.” I just shrugged my shoulders and smiled. I drove into her again and she moved up and kissed me. She held my head--her fingers in my hair—as she began her own movements. Hosi was both strong and flexible and it showed as she bent my cock into positions I never even imagined existed. Every bend of my cock created friction that was going to ultimately drive me absolutely crazy with desire and the need to cum.On and on she drove, grinding her clit into me. I was mesmerized by the sight of her swollen breasts swaying in rhythm with her motions. I thrust up every time she rolled forward, driving myself as deeply into her body as humanly possible. I may have been exhausted, but I surely wasn't dead. My cock reacted, more slowly than usual maybe, but it was making up for lost time now. I could feel a tiny rumble deep within my balls. It built in intensity with every thrust. After several minutes I was right at the edge; I needed to get over—it was driving me mad with lust. Hosi must have sensed it because she suddenly shifted into overdrive. She still ground her clit into me with force and energy, but now she was doing it faster—much faster than I thought possible. I could see that she was getting close; could I hold back for her? After pushing myself to cum—being desperate to reach orgasm—now I tried to throttle down, to control my reactions for my lover. I still met her every thrust, but with slightly less energy and force. I held myself right on the edge until I saw Hosi tense, shudder, and shake in orgasmic bliss. My orgasm was anything but bliss—I exploded in her, savagely drowning her pussy and womb in my seed. I wrapped my arms around Hosi, holding her close and kissing her repeatedly—her cheek, her neck, her hair.The next thing I knew the light was shining through the skylight and Hosi was looking down at me, a smile on her face. “I guess you really were tired. C'mon, we both need to bathe then we'll eat and relax.” I had a pretty good idea what Hosi meant by “relax” and I was all for it.I rose and began to dress, but Hosi stopped me. “I want everyone to see your seed on your organ and legs. I want everyone to know that we were able to make love again.”“I would have thought everyone knew already. You know how news spreads here in the village.” I dropped my shorts and followed her—both of us naked—for the short stroll to the baths. We passed many of the tribeswomen on the way and they all noticed the dried semen on my shriveled cock and Hosi's thighs. All smiled happily, but said nothing. Some of the men were also there and their reaction was the same, although they patted me on the back. I didn't know what the big deal was—everyone who could was fucking themselves silly every day of the week.We finally reached the baths where everyone was naked. I slipped slowly into the cool river water as I noticed Paulo sitting on the other side of the bath. I slid my arm around Hosi and kissed her as I waved Paulo closer. “How are you doing, Paulo? I'll bet you never imagined what's happened over the past weeks.”“No, Senhor, I was a virgin when I came here. I had a girlfriend when I was sold to those men, but after that I had no hope…none at all. I am very happy to be here.”“How are the twins treating you? I know them well and Hosi knows them even better. They are her close friends.”“They are after me all day and night. I love it, but it is tiring and they tell me I must also…uh, do it with others in the tribe.”“Yes, Paulo,” Hosi replied, “all the men have a group of tribeswomen they must satisfy. Even David was under the Queen's orders to mate with others. I hated to know David was with other women, but our duty to the tribe comes first. If you see Dennis in the hospital he will explain everything to you. Some of us are on birth control, but we need to grow the tribe and you can be an important part of that.”We chatted with Paulo and several tribeswomen for almost a half hour while Hosi washed me and I returned the favor. I was somewhat refreshed when we exited and dried ourselves. We walked with our arms around each other back to the palace. Davy was there anxiously awaiting his next meal. Hosi accommodated him by taking him to her nipple, the same nipple she had used to nourish me last evening. We sat naked—Hosi, Kela, and me—for our breakfast which consisted of excellent scrambled eggs. I added salt and ketchup which I had bought months ago on a visit to the city. Kevin had planted a huge patch of tomatoes which we were all enjoying immensely. Soon we were going to make our own ketchup, but not being a cook it was a job I'd leave to others. Hosi gave the children to the guards once we were done and we returned to our room. “Time to ‘relax,' eh.”Hosi laughed, but picked me up and tossed me on the bed. I often pitied the poor tribeswomen who maintained the palace. We were in and out of bed so often it hardly paid to ever make it, yet as soon as we left it was remade with clean sheets washed in the river and dried over a nearby fence. Being Queen was a tough job, but it had its advantages.We were both naked so when Hosi jumped on me there was nothing between us but skin. I rubbed my hands up and down her wonderful body. I spent a lot of time on her ass—so smooth yet so incredibly muscular and powerful. I looked up into her eyes and mouthed, “I love you so much…more than life itself.”A tear came to her eye, “Please don't talk like that, David. You have no idea how much I worried about you when you went after those poachers…and then to go out there with no weapons. I thought I would faint when Harry told me about that. Now I have you here with me…I never want to let you go…never! Now I want you to lie still. Consider that a royal proclamation. I'm doing all the work.”I raised my hand meekly, just like when I was a dweeby kid in elementary school, “Is it OK if I play with your breasts and maybe kiss you a bit? After all, I wouldn't want to get into trouble.”“I'll go you one better—open that mouth and latch on to my nipple. My friend is taking care of Davy again today so there will be plenty for you. I think you're going to need it. You only came once last night and I only came twice. I hope to double that today. I'm taking a holiday—no work—only you.” Hosi leaned forward dropping her leaking nipple into my waiting mouth as she reached between my legs for my hard cock. She rubbed it into her slit several times before changing the angle slightly allowing me to slide effortlessly into her warmth. Hosi moved slowly and when I tried to respond she held her finger up to stop me.I got the message—lie still and suck on my tit. That's what I did—for a few seconds anyway then I couldn't help myself. I rocked with Hosi, keeping time with her motions. She gave me a stern look so I shrugged my shoulders and whispered, “I'm only human, you know. I can never resist you, especially at a time like this.” She gave me another stern look but she couldn't hold it. In seconds we were laughing like a couple of idiots. All attempts at reserve were shattered. Our lovemaking became frenetic and totally out of control. Several guards walked in to give Hosi a message—they were ignored until, after several minutes, we tensed simultaneously and with one final exertion thrust hard into each other and came and came and came. We collapsed onto the bed covered in sweat. Only then did Hosi realize that we weren't alone.“This had better be important,” she said threateningly.“We think it is. Adam and his party have returned. They have found the source of the river and more important…some kind of well coming out of the mountain.”“Don't yell at them,” I told Hosi, “This could be the answer to all our prayers—an artesian well.”“What is this, David? I don't understand.”“Let's go out and hear what they have to say.” We rose hurriedly, cum dripping down our legs, dressed and walked quickly to the throne room.”Adam was grinning when we approached, “Um, sorry to disturb you my Queen…you lucky dog, David.” I gave him a playful punch, but I really wanted to hear what he had to say.“We followed the river upstream for seven days when we found a tributary. We left that alone and followed the main river up into the mountain. We followed it all the way to a huge glacier. It must be more than a hundred feet thick. Water ran off from underneath at a tremendous rate. We knew we couldn't do anything with the glacier so we returned downstream until we reached that tributary again. We followed it up the mountain for two days until we found the source. The water came up right out of the mountain. Is that what you call an artesian well?”“It sounds like it, but I'll have to see it to be sure, I replied. I turned to Hosi to explain, “What they found was a glacier. Think of a mountain of ice—solid water. Remember when we were in New York? We had ice in many of our drinks? Well, this is a natural event. It gets very cold up high in the mountains and instead of rain they will get snow. That is solid water falling from the sky. It is so cold that the snow never melts into regular water. Over hundreds of years the snow builds up and compacts into ice just like we had in our drinks only millions of times larger. The ice is called a glacier. It's really heavy so it slides down the mountain, but it moves very slowly. I've seen glaciers crush huge boulders like I would crush an egg. I don't think we can do anything with the glacial water, but an artesian well is something else.“Sometimes water gets underground and moves through the rock. Limestone like we have in the baths is one of the best. It has very tiny holes in it, so small that they can't be seen. The stone filters everything out of the water so it's usually totally pure. If it's close enough we can run a pipe from there to the village. We'd have an unending supply of pure clean water.” Hosi smiled. I knew she would trust my judgment. We allowed Adam to rest for a few days before we left for the mountains. He had taken the long way there, but now we were able to take a much shorter and direct route. I used my GPS to take the coordinates of the village. I noted the geological features as we walked, stopping to use my rock hammer and pick several times. When we reached the source I saw it was indeed an artesian well. The GPS told me it was about fifteen miles as the crow flies to the village and it was downhill all the way. I patted Adam on the back and hugged all the women on the team.We returned to the village and met with Scott. He told us we could buy huge spools of PVC pipe. Each spool would hold more than a mile of pipe. We could run it down the hill to the village. He described how we could collect the water at the source and build a fountain in the plaza where it could be distributed. Now the issue was how to buy the piping. It took us months to buy and transport the pipe to the valley. Moving it up to the mountain was a breeze—one Amazon every twenty feet made moving it child's play. Scott coordinated the construction of a stone pool lined with the same primitive concrete that we used in the irrigation channels in the plaza with overflow diverted directly into the river. At the source a catch basin was constructed. Wherever possible the piping was dug underground. Where that couldn't be done the exposed pipe was buried under rocks that were concreted in place. The entire tribe was on hand when the water began to flow. The mood was much like it had been when Scott erected his water wheel several years before. Nobody was happier than Dennis. This could mean an end to treating the villagers for dysentery and cholera. Dysentery was an annoyance, but cholera could wipe out half the tribe before he was able to get it under control.I held Hosi's hand as the fresh pure water began to flow from the pipe. We had built the fountain so the pipe was almost four feet higher than the catch basin. Watching the arc flow was fascinating—a testimony to the determination that had been the symbol of Hosi's reign. It showed how much could be accomplished even out here in the wild jungle. I was wrapped up in the ceremony until Hosi leaned into me, her soft breast brushing against my arm. “I'm pregnant again,” she whispered, “I told you I wanted another ten.” I kissed her briefly and looked up into the clouds. My eyes wandered over the verdant valley, the happy people, and back to my wife. I couldn't wait to get her alone so I could show her once again how much I loved her. What a life—what a wonderful life!To be continued, by senorlongo for SexStories.

Visits to the Consul's OfficeIn 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel. I used my shortwave radio for several things. Primarily I used it for entertainment—listening to music or news, or to check on the approaching weather. Twice I learned in advance of severe storms and we were able to take steps to protect our livestock. The other use was to communicate with people, either to order supplies, or to check on investments or legal matters. So it was during a regular check with my attorney and financial manager that I learned I had to return to the States. My uncle David, for whom I was named, had passed away, naming me as his primary heir. Great—now the rift with my mother would grow even wider. Uncle David was her brother and he had left her out of his will, no doubt because of her treatment of him, my father, and every other male in our families. She'd never see it that way, of course. It would be all his fault—or mine—but never hers. That was her biggest problem—nothing was ever her fault. She was always the victim, but only in her eyes. Everyone else always saw the problem for what it was; she was a domineering bitch who was clearly far superior to everyone else. Well, she had driven away my father and Scott and me, as well, with her constant nagging and bickering. Now it was about to get even worse, but only if I would let it. I was safe from her in Hosi's valley.I had to see to the disposition of the funds, and, of course, there were several papers I had to sign and the mails in South America weren't to be trusted. That wouldn't be a problem—I still had a valid passport. The problem would be what to do about Hosi.Living in the wilderness had its advantages, but the question would be how to prove that Hosi was a Brazilian citizen for a passport. I took her downriver to the nearest government office. Of course, we encountered the same bureaucratic bullshit that exists in every government. “May I see her birth certificate?” That's what the idiot asked after I had explained five times that we lived in an area of the jungle where there was no governmental control, something that existed in almost eighty percent of the Amazonian jungle. I explained again that we lived more than a hundred miles west of the nearest settlement, so how was Hosi supposed to get a birth certificate. I'd bet that few, if any of the tribes that lived in the jungle ever heard of a birth certificate, or the Brazilian government, for that matter.Tired of getting nowhere with this jerk, I headed for the American consulate. I was stopped by the Marines at the gate, but showed my passport and was granted admission. I was amazed when I walked into the office to find a picture of my old friend John Spillane on the wall. I was told he had been appointed Secretary of State by the new President. “Do you know him,” I asked.“Of course not, you can't expect the Secretary to know all of the thousands of department employees,” was the reply.“Well, I used to be a close personal friend when I worked for him at Al-Cor. Can you get a message to him—fax or email—and ask him if he would take a phone call with Dr. David Schneider?”“I can send a message, but I doubt he'll reply. Where can I reach you if he agrees?” I told the Consul where we were staying and thanked him. I received a message later that evening telling me to be back at the Consulate at 3:00 the following afternoon for a video phone call.We walked in to the Consul's office at 2:50 and were shown to the video room. I sat in front of the computer, Hosi at my side, and waited for the call to begin. “Hi, David what are you doing in Brazil?”I greeted my old friend and congratulated him on his appointment. I reminded him of my story when Mike Sullivan had died. I told him that I had met Hosi while I was wandering around the jungle and fallen in love with her. I had her join me so John could see her, too, as I explained my problem. “Could you intercede with the Brazilian authorities on our behalf,” I asked. John agreed to try and said he would get back to us in two days. I thanked him and rung off. Hosi and I returned to our hotel.“I don't understand what the problem is, David.” Hosi said.“In order to travel to my country you will need a passport.” I showed her mine. “It's a document that proves you are a Brazilian citizen. The valley where we live is in the country of Brazil. We will also need passports to return home again. It is complicated, Hosi, but that's what we will need. I hope you can get one because I will be away for several weeks and I will want you with me.”“Why is everything in your world so complicated, David?”“I don't know, Hosi. I suppose a lot of it has to do with terrorism.” I spent almost a half hour explaining about 9/11 and other examples of terrorism throughout the so-called civilized world. I could see Hosi thinking. After a few minutes she spoke, “That doesn't make any sense, David. Why would anyone think that would work?”“It never has worked, but that hasn't stopped some people from spreading their hatred throughout the world. Just getting onto an airplane has become incredibly difficult with hundreds of regulations. On some flights we could be required to go through security two or even three times.” I explained as much as I could about airport security.“All I know, David it that I feel secure in your arms. Will you put your penis into my mouth and my vagina?” She reached to remove my shirt and shorts. I knew there was something else I didn't like about civilization when I realized how much clothing I had to remove from Hosi's body. We had just fallen onto the bed when the phone rang. It was the American Consul asking if we could come to his office tomorrow morning at ten. I agreed, thanked him, and hung the phone onto its cradle. I returned to Hosi. We kissed tenderly as we did every day, but this time she pushed me onto my back and reversed into a “69.” Slowly, she took me into her mouth as I laid siege to her pussy with my tongue. Together we licked and sucked each other, our breathing becoming more rapid and ragged as we progressed. Hosi began to shudder as I massaged her G-spot with my tongue and shook wildly when I pinched her clit between my fingers.I gave her a few minutes to recover before turning her around to face and kiss me while I buried my cock deep into her. I thrust up strongly, bringing the two of us to mutual orgasms. I held her tightly as my cock erupted repeatedly into her womb. I pulled her to me, kissing her wildly as we recovered. We rested most of the afternoon, went out for dinner and returned to the hotel again for the evening.This was a much bigger and more modern hotel than our first one together so when I turned on the TV the screen went to a menu. Hosi asked me what all those choices meant. I knew I was in for a problem when I saw the word “Adult” on the screen. I had to explain to Hosi that these were movies about sex. That got her attention and she wanted to see one even though I told her several times that few of them were very good.I picked one that I thought had the most reasonable plot, confirmed the payment and sat back with Hosi to watch. Her first observation was that, “These women have very large breasts.” I laughed as I told her, “They're not real. A doctor like Dennis can make them bigger. Some men think bigger is always better.” Hosi looked at me as though I was crazy, but turned her attention back to the screen. An hour later the movie ended and I could see that Hosi was thinking. “David, didn't you tell Queen Aleppa that sex was usually done in private? Then why do these people do it when so many others can see?” I explained that the sex wasn't really between people who loved each other; they were actors—people playing a role. She shook her head, “David, I don't think I will ever understand your world.” I agreed with her, pulled her to me, kissed her tenderly, spooned with her and went to sleep.We walked together the following morning into the Consul's office. “Thank you for coming so promptly, Dr. Schneider. Would you please step over here?” He pointed to a portable projection screen where I noticed a photographer standing. I stood in front for a portrait and then positioned Hosi. The photographer thanked us and left.“May I ask what's going on, sir?”“Yes, of course, you and Mrs. Schneider are getting new passports—diplomatic passports ordered by Secretary Spillane. I have a communiqué for you. I'm sorry, but I must have it returned once you've read it.” I took the sealed envelope from his hand, opened it and led Hosi to a nearby couch. We read the letter together. I thought for a few minutes and reread it before returning it to the Consul who shredded it into the smallest pieces I had ever seen.“When will our passports be ready,” I asked.“In about twenty minutes. Secretary Spillane obviously wants you back in the States. You'll be flying business class on a plane this afternoon courtesy of the State Department. It's a non-stop directly into Dulles. A limo will meet you there and take you straight to his office. After your meeting you will be free to deal with your other business—sorry to learn of your uncle's passing.”Someone had been really busy—I had never mentioned my uncle to anyone outside the valley, but I wasn't about to turn down free tickets and I was eager to see my old friend John. We left with our passports and tickets in hand. We returned to our hotel to collect our meager belongings. I phoned the marina, telling Kevin we were on our way home and bought a small suitcase and some toiletries. We checked out and took a cab to the airport.I led Hosi through the maze that modern airports have become. We went through security, although our diplomatic passports greased the way for us. We were led to a special lounge where we ate and relaxed prior to the flight. I could see that Hosi was nervous, “Are you sure this huge thing can actually fly?” I reassured her and held her hand all the way on to the plane. I helped her with her seatbelt and kissed her cheek. I helped her with the complimentary headphones; watching her face when she first heard the music was priceless.We ate the mediocre food and slept most of the way; nine hours later we landed at Dulles, just outside Washington in rural Virginia. We breezed right through Immigration and Customs with our diplomatic credentials, meeting our driver just outside baggage claim. Half an hour later we walked hand in hand into the Department of State. We were obviously expected; we went right to the head of the line at security and were led directly into John Spillane's office. John rose to greet us as I introduced him to Hosi who was clearly awestruck by the entire experience.“Thanks for coming on such short notice, David. I can see from one look at your bride why you live in Brazil. You are truly beautiful, Hosi. That's an interesting name. Does it mean anything?”“Yes, sir,” Hosi replied, “brave warrior.”“Wow, that's an unusual name for a woman—brave warrior, eh? OK, David, I'm sure you are wondering what's going on.”“Yes, sir I never thought we'd both get U.S. passports and especially not diplomatic ones. You obviously have something in mind for us.”“Actually, it has to do with your uncle's will. We believe he has in his possession some papers that unfriendly nations would like to have. Your government would prefer to see them destroyed—burned or at least shredded.” He then went into detail about the papers which he thought would be in my uncle's safe.I knew my uncle was a naval architect and that he sometimes worked for the government. What he had were copies of top secret plans for a new submarine. He had been working on them at home when he died. John was pretty sure they were in his safe. As his heir I would receive the key from his attorney when the will was read. That would be two days from today just outside Groton, Connecticut home of the Electric Boat Company which was a division of General Dynamics, a huge contractor for the Department of Defense. Unfortunately, the reading of the will would bring Hosi and me into direct contact with my mother.I thanked John for all of his help and promised we would do what he wanted. Before we left John told me there might be some danger involved. I just laughed and told him I'd be safe with my brave warrior at my side. I doubted he realized just how dangerous Hosi could be.We took our limo to a nearby hotel, checked in, and took a nap. OK, it wasn't really a nap. We lay on the bed until Hosi said she wanted to try some of the things we had seen in the movie we rented our last night in Brazil. When I asked her which things she climbed up onto all fours, positioned herself at the edge of the bed and pointed to her pussy. I got up and stood behind her. I rubbed my cock into her slit—she was as wet as I was hard. I leaned forward and pushed easily into her tight cunt. I leaned forward as I rocked into her so I could massage her breasts and nipples with one hand while I found and rubbed her clit with the other. I massaged and rubbed and fucked and kissed her neck and back. It wasn't long before she surrendered to my assault, and good thing, too because I was getting really close. The friction within her cunt was more than I could bear. I pulled back and pushed my hips forward, driving deeply within her as I erupted, soaking her pussy with my hot white cream. We fell forward together laughing and kissing, “Welcome to the U.S. of A,” I whispered as I nuzzled her ear.“I think I'm going to like it here if every day is going to be like this one.”“Careful…you haven't met my mother yet.”“Oh, David she can't be that bad.”“Hosi…both of her children moved to live with you and neither of us bothered to tell her we were going. Does that tell you anything? My mother is an emasculating bitch. She hates men so, of course, she had two sons. She drove our father to an early grave with her constant nagging and complaining and she tortured both Scott and me when we were kids. No, it wasn't physical abuse, but she went out of her way every single day to criticize and belittle us. I doubt she ever told either of us that she loved us. Now she'll accuse me of twisting her brother against her even though we were more than two thousand miles away for more than a year. I'm glad I have you to protect me.” Hosi laughed, totally unaware that I was totally serious.We flew the next morning to Islip MacArthur Airport in Islip, Long Island. I rented a car and drove east on Route 25A toward Orient Point. From there we took a car ferry across Long Island Sound to Mystic, Connecticut right across the river from Groton and the Electric Boat Company where my uncle had worked for so many years. We saw several nuclear subs at the company's docks. I drove off the ferry and we looked for another motel. Once we found one we drove up to Foxwoods, the world's largest casino. I took Hosi with me to play blackjack. For a person who had never even seen a deck of cards before she was a remarkably quick study. We quit four hours later just about even which I explained to her was an accomplishment. We went to one of their finer restaurants, The Cedars Steak House, where I treated Hosi to a sumptuous meal. Hosi would never get used to being waited on, no matter how often I took her out to eat. Even in Brazil in the tiny backwater towns Hosi would sit wide-eyed as a waiter or waitress brought our food or cleared the table. Now, in an exclusive restaurant Hosi marveled at the number of people waiting on us. She marveled even more at the food. We ate little meat in our valley, relying on lamb and goat on those occasions when we didn't eat fish or some combination of fruits and vegetables.We returned to our hotel sleepy from all the food, but apparently not sleepy enough to discourage Hosi from fucking me. She turned on the TV, choosing again the “Adult” menu. I have to say this for Hosi—she was a fast learner. She could maneuver her way around these menus as well as if not better than I could. She picked one and nestled into my arms. She knew all about “69,” but now she was amazed to see one of the actors fucking the woman's ass. She turned to me, “David, have you ever done that? I would think that would be painful.”“Yes, Hosi I have done it and it can be painful—very painful. It can feel good—really good-- too, if it is done right. I'll explain the whole thing to you sometime, but not now—I'm too tired.” I really wanted to go to sleep but Hosi was into the movie, getting ideas to try on me. We turned off the set an hour later and assumed our normal position—spooning with my hand on her breast.I awoke the following morning not to a bright sunlight, but to a hot wet mouth around my cock. I peeked under the blanket and Hosi peeked back sheepishly, “I saw this in the…what is the word I want, David?”“Movie?”“Yes, that's it and I thought I would try it on you. Do you enjoy it?”“Hosi, I always enjoy your mouth on my penis, but you should know that those movies are not real. Hardly any of those things happen in real life.”“I know that, David. I remember that you explained all that to me, but I still want to do it.”“OK, but don't I get a chance to do you?” She grinned ear to ear and pivoted around. I inhaled deeply, savoring the aroma of the pussy I loved so well. I had heard that all women taste and smell differently, but I wouldn't know. I had only gone down on a handful of women before Hosi and I doubted I'd do any more, but I did know that I loved the smell and taste of her. I reached up to lick her just as Hosi swallowed my cock—she'd gotten awfully good in an awfully short time. I covered her delicious pussy with my mouth and sucked mightily. That got a huge reaction from Hosi as she gasped loudly. She fucked my cock with her mouth and I fucked her with my tongue. She'd had a head start on me and we hadn't fucked last night so I wasn't lasting very long. I moved my mouth to her clit as my fingers sought her G-spot. I knew she was close when she began to shake. Her body exploded in a massive spasm just as I bathed her tonsils with my cum. She rolled up to me, cum dripping from the corner of her mouth. She scooped it with her finger, licked it clean and kissed me as we swapped each other's fluids. I would have loved to stay in bed with her, but we had an appointment we had to keep. I pulled her to the shower.We ate a quick breakfast, but not at the motel—I always hated the so-called free breakfasts. We found a family restaurant where we enjoyed waffles and bacon with some orange juice. I used to be a big coffee drinker, but not in the valley where we mostly drank either water or some kind of fruit juice—we had ten different varieties. We arrived at the lawyer's office about ten minutes early. Of course, my mother was already there. I walked in holding Hosi's hand.“I knew you'd show up for this, David. You've always had your eyes on your uncle's money.”“Nice to see you, too, Mother. And for your information I haven't even spoken to my uncle for more than four years.”“I'm sure that's a lie you greedy bastard.”I almost laughed. If anyone was greedy it was her. “Believe what you want, Mother. Yesterday was the first time I've even been in the States for more than two years. We don't even have any phones where we live. When I say we I'm referring to me, my wife Hosi, your son Scott who also left without saying good-bye to you, and your nephew Kevin.”“Hoe…see? What the hell kind of name is that?”“It means ‘brave warrior' in her tribe's language and, believe me, she is. I've seen her put down two bruisers in less than a minute. Oh, by the way, not that I think you even care, but you're a grandmother. It's a girl named Kela. She's fifteen months old now. It hardly matters, though—you'll never see her, thank God. Now, let's get this over with shall we?”“Good idea, I'm John Keller, your uncle's attorney. Rather than read the entire will I'll summarize. That will save a lot of time—there's a load of legalese in here. Mrs. Schneider, your brother left you $10,000 with the instruction that I read the following passage verbatim: “Stella, you have been a Grade A bitch your entire life. You made your poor husband's life a living hell and mine wasn't much better. You tortured me when I was a child, but fortunately I was able to escape as an adult. If anything good comes from my death it's that you and I will be in different places for eternity.”“David, you inherit the remainder of the estate which I'll explain to you after I give this check to your mother.” He handed the check to my disgusted mother who rose and stomped out giving me yet another dirty and disgusted look.“I'd be careful of her if I were you, David. She strikes me as a vengeful person.”“She is, believe me. She has alienated virtually everyone who has ever known her. What my father ever saw in her is a mystery to me. Now can we go over the details?”“Of course…essentially he left you investments amounting to just over 4.5 million dollars and his house and boat.”“I'll want to see the house. I understand you have the key to his safe?”“Yes, you do realize that anything of value will have to be declared.”“Sure, if I find anything I'll bring it back here for you to handle. I'll want to sell the house and boat. You can give the proceeds to my mother, not that she deserves them. I'll never see her again and I doubt that I'll even attend her funeral. All the same, I'm not a vindictive person. Prepare whatever documents are required. However, I do not want her to get the house. She lives in a filthy broken-down apartment building; she can stay there.” I took the key, got directions and we walked out the door. I was just about to ask Hosi what she thought about my mother when she pushed me aside. Hosi rushed forward to meet my cursing club wielding mother as she rushed up the walk. Hosi grabbed her wrist and held her immobile while I got up from the ground. I walked back in and asked Mr. Keller to call the police. Hosi held my mother in such a way that she was unable to move or even drop the weapon until they came. She was charged with attempted murder and assault with a dangerous weapon. When we were asked for identification we showed the officer our passports so she was also charged with terroristic attack on a government official. That meant the FBI would be involved. By the time they straightened this out we'd be back in the valley. Meanwhile, Mom could sit in a cozy jail cell and stew.We found the house without much trouble; Hosi had a fantastic sense of direction. I walked in and shut off the alarm exactly as Keller had said. Hosi and I walked to my uncle's office and looked for the safe. Of course, she had no idea what we were looking for until I explained. Then she found it under the rug. I opened it and found the papers. We walked to the rear patio where I recalled my uncle had a gas grill. I removed the cooking surface and started the fire. I separated the papers and lowered them to the blazing grill; they caught immediately and were soon ablaze. We rested easier once they were a pile of ashes.Returning to the office we noticed there was also about $250 in cash and some old coins. I collected them in a grocery bag, closed the safe and drove back to Keller's office. I gave him the coins and told him to note the cash which I would keep. I told him to send my dear mother a letter stating that I had intended to give her the proceeds from the boat and house, but now she'd get nothing. I shook his hand after giving him the name of my investment manager and my bank info. He looked at it and asked, “Where is this bank?”“Just like it says there—Brazil; the main branch is in Recife, but ours is in some backwater little town you've never heard of about eight hundred miles up the Amazon.” Once again we left his office, but this time it was a peaceful departure. I drove back to Mystic, calling John Spillane's private number, telling him our mission was accomplished. We took the ferry back to Long Island and ninety minutes later we were back at the airport where I returned the car. We caught a cab to the Ronkonkoma Station where we rode a train into Penn Station in the middle of New York City. I was quiet during most of the ride as Hosi looked out the window. She turned to me suddenly, “Do you miss all this, David? It's so different from our valley.”“Hosi, there are a lot of great things here, but there are just as many bad.” I explained to her about crime, pollution, prejudice, traffic, poverty, drugs, terrorism, and as many other issues as I could think of. “We don't have any of that at home. We have clean air, clean water, no crime, no jealousy, and everyone works together. Plus, there is one other minor thing—you. We have all those wonderful things, but I'd live in the worst place on earth if I could be with you.” Hosi beamed, leaned across the seat and kissed me—warmly, passionately, and loaded with her love.We walked up from the station, emerging onto West 31st Street where we caught a cab to the Plaza Hotel at 5th Avenue and Central Park South. Hosi was never afraid, but she was certainly a little overwhelmed, primarily by all the people and, secondly by all the hustle and bustle of the city. I had wanted to treat Hosi to some of the wonders of Manhattan where I had lived for several years. We were escorted to our room by a bellman and, of course, he had his hand out for a tip even though we only had one small duffel. Hosi took a look out the window and asked me, “What's that, David? It looks like the jungle.”“It should be Central Park. It's a big area of woods and grassy areas in the middle of the city, but it can be a jungle at night. There's a lot of crime there—muggings—basically robberies by groups of men. Sometimes they're kids, but they can be just as dangerous. There are lots of police on patrol, but it's a big place.”“I think we should go for a walk after dinner.” I knew I should have chosen another hotel. Hosi loved a challenge. Hopefully, she wouldn't find one. We ate in one of the Plaza's restaurants, returning to our room around nine. I took a leak and put all my valuables into the room safe. When Hosi returned from the bathroom we went down for our walk. I noticed she had changed her clothes; she was wearing her tribal skirt and thong along with her familiar warrior's sandals. “Oh, shit,” I thought, “she is really hoping for trouble.” I just hoped they wouldn't have guns.We entered the park at its southern entrance and walked slowly up one of the many paved paths, holding hands and kissing occasionally. We walked for almost a mile, noticing several other couples also out for a walk. We kept to well-lit areas and saw several bike riding cops along our route. We decided to turn back and that's when I saw the four kids. I'll say kids, but they looked to be about twenty. They had been following us for who knows how long. “OK, Hosi here's your chance. These four guys look like trouble.”“Hey, man—give us your money and we won't hurt you or your woman.” It was the leader, a dark haired kid in those baggy pants I had seen a lot of hip-hop black kids wear in the past.“Oh, guys trust me; you definitely don't want to do this. You're going to be sorry you ever thought of it. You're in for a big and nasty surprise, besides we don't have any money with us.”“Yeah, well too fuckin' bad,” he replied as they stalked closer. He grinned as he continued, “You can see how we're shakin' we're so afraid. I guess that means we gotta cut you. Next time you'll know enough to bring money, right guys?” They laughed as they spread out about ten feet from end to end and moved in for what they thought would be the kill. Hosi pulled me behind her as she scanned the four. She almost laughed as she jumped four feet into the air. She kicked out with both feet, contacting the two center guys in the sternum before landing easily on her feet. Of course, if you asked Hosi she would never know the technical name for this body part, but she would be able to describe exactly what the impact of her hardened heels would cause.The two fell stunned by what had happened. They could barely breathe let alone move. Hopefully, they'd only have bruised ribs. They'd been taken out in less than a second. The other two didn't even have an opportunity to react. Now Hosi checked on the two outside thugs. Both had pulled knives, but the one on the right looked nervous—unsure of himself. Hosi turned to the left. He swung the knife in a vicious arc, narrowly missing Hosi's abdomen. I was sure he thought he was quick, but next to my wife he was more tortoise than hare. She grabbed his wrist and elbow as soon as the knife was past. She pushed the elbow and pulled the wrist; I could hear a horrendous crack. When Hosi released him his arm hung useless, broken just below the joint.Hosi turned to the nervous one, calling him to her with a waggle of her finger. He threw the knife to the ground and sprinted away. Hosi could have caught him easily, but I took her arm and turned her back toward the hotel. I put my arm around her and kissed her cheek. She giggled, “I told you it wasn't dangerous here in the jungle. Those boys were nothing compared to a jaguar.”“Yeah, but I killed the jaguar.”“No, darling…you killed the last jaguar.” I stood there dumbfounded until she whispered into my ear, promising me something special once we returned to our room. We made love so many times that night I couldn't count, riding me furiously every time, but, of course Hosi was up at the crack of dawn full of energy and vigor. She dragged me from bed and into the shower. She giggled as she washed me and rubbed my cock and balls. My poor organ was so exhausted it didn't even respond despite her best efforts. We had a quick breakfast and headed to Pier 83 at West 42nd Street and 12th Avenue. I bought tickets for the complete three-hour tour on the Circle Line. We sat on the upper deck in our sweatshirts with an unobstructed view. We could see all the way across the Hudson. I pointed out the Palisades on the Jersey shore across the wide river. It was only a few minutes before the ship pulled out and headed down the river. We took in the scenery as we listened to the commentary over the PA system. A tear came to her eye when we passed Ground Zero, the former site of the World Trade Center. Hosi couldn't understand how people could be so callous as to kill so many innocents.Hosi marveled at the Statue of Liberty and listened closely to the commentary here. Eventually we turned north into the East River where we could see the South Street Seaport and the Chrysler building. We passed Randall's Island and turned into the Harlem River before reentering the Hudson at Spuyten Duyvil, a deep gorge famous for its torturous currents. It hardly seemed that three hours had passed when we pulled back into the pier.We walked along 42nd while I told Hosi of the famous show and movie of the same name. We were accustomed to walking long distances so the thirteen block trek to the Empire State Building was nothing. I paid the fee and we rode the elevator to the observation deck. Hosi couldn't believe how big the city was, especially compared to the tiny cities we knew along the Amazon.We walked to the nearest Subway station where I bought tokens and we walked to the platform southbound. “Are we under the ground here? Is this safe?” Hosi asked.“It usually is,” I replied, “but sometimes there are thugs who try to rob people. It will be safe now; most of that stuff only happens late at night, and—no—we're not coming back here to find out. You'll have to take my word for it.” I laughed at her disappointment—we got off at Chinatown where we went for an enjoyable lunch.Lunch was enjoyable for several reasons. First, the food was great. Second, we both laughed crazily at Hosi's attempts to use chop sticks. At one point she asked if people actually use these horrible things. When I explained how many people live in China she thought I was making it up. I asked our waiter, an old acquaintance of mine from many visits when I had lived in Manhattan. We spent the afternoon walking around the South Street Seaport and Battery Park before taking another subway north and back to our hotel.We showered together—we always bathe together back in the valley—even though it was a tight fit. That worked out well for me as Hosi's delectable breasts pressed into me the entire time. Of course, my hard cock pressed into her. She laughed the first time she looked down, “I don't know who's enjoying this more. Let's finish up so I can take advantage of you. Do they have any of those adult movies here?” I cringed inwardly—if Hosi learned any more things to try on me I'd be lucky to make it back to the valley in one piece. We enjoyed a nice quickie as Hosi jumped me, pushed me back onto the bed and mounted me. Her face was one of utter contentment as she slid down onto my cock. I would have enjoyed a long nap, but I got us up around 6:30 so we could catch a cab down to Little Italy. I had made reservations at Angelo's on Mulberry Street. There were plenty of restaurants in Little Italy, now reduced to a bit more than two blocks due to encroachment from Chinatown. Most of those places were nothing more than tourist traps—second class food at first class prices—but Angelo's was truly a gem. I ordered the lamb shank and asagna for Hosi as I explained about Italian food. Few people realize that Italian was the basis for almost all other types of cooking, including French. We enjoyed a delicious salad along with a hearty Chianti Classico. I teased Hosi saying, “This is how wine should be made.” I was surprised when she agreed. Our entrees were fantastic—Hosi loved the lasagna, but when I gave her a taste of my lamb she wanted to switch. Not a problem; I loved Angelo's lasagna. We left around 9:30, catching another cab uptown.The following morning we stopped by Al-Cor, hoping to see some of my old friends. I ran into Harry Hanson in the lobby. He couldn't believe it was me, especially when I introduced him to my wife. He took one look at Hosi and shook his head, “How did an ugly coot like you ever marry someone as beautiful as her,” he asked. Hosi took a step forward before I had a chance to answer, but I convinced her that he was only kidding. Harry rounded up a few more buddies and we met for a brief reunion in one of the conference rooms; there were five of them plus Hosi and me.“How's everything with you guys,” I asked. I was surprised when the response was five frowns and looks of disgust. “What's the problem?”It was Steve Frazier who answered. He was the senior employee. “The new CEO is an asshole…oh, sorry Hosi. He is a complete idiot. He's going to take the company down and us with it. I'd do anything to get out.” The others agreed. I had an idea; I gave Hosi a look and she must have been thinking along the same lines. She nodded and smiled so I continued, ”If I remember correctly all you guys are single, right?” They nodded and a few said, “Yeah, why?”“Come to dinner with us tonight and I'll explain—The Plaza, suite 912 around six, OK? Good, we'll see you then.” We left to continue our sightseeing. We went back uptown, taking the subway again toward the Bronx where I took Hosi to the zoo. We walked slowly along the paths. Hosi did a double-take when she saw the size of the lions, but almost fainted when she saw the size of the tigers. I explained that they lived in Africa and Asia respectively, so we only had to deal with the jaguars which were bad enough. We laughed through the 4-D program with Dora and Diego. She laughed at the penguins and marveled at the giraffes and elephants. All too soon it was time to leave. I wanted to plan our meeting with my friends. We would start with drinks while I explained how Hosi and I had met. Hosi suggested she appear in her traditional tribal attire and when I looked down she said, “You did tell me that most men would kill to be able to play with these blobs of fat, didn't you? Well, I won't let them play, but I will let them see what's in store for them.” I had to agree it would be a big inducement.They were late, but I expected that—traffic of every kind is a bitch in the city at all times, but especially during rush hour. I heard a knock at the door at 6:20; Hosi slipped off to the bathroom to wait until she was called. I had bought several bottles—gin, vodka, rye, and scotch—and some mixers and offered everyone a drink. We sat around in the living room of the suite and I began,” The story you've heard about my last time in the jungle wasn't exactly true.” I explained what had occurred up to when we were captured.“What do you mean captured?”“We were captured by a group of…now don't laugh…Amazons...a tribe of warrior women. Hosi is one of them. C'mon in, Hosi.” She walked into the room resplendent in her skirt, sandals, and bracelet. Her breasts were standing proudly. The men's mouths were agape—wide open—as were their eyes. I continued, “There were about twenty of them all armed with bows and arrows and spears. They tied us up, but had peaceful intentions. They fed us and gave us some fruit juice. They paraded us all around the jungle to confuse us and eventually took us into a hidden valley. Care to guess why they wanted us?”“Obviously not to eat you,” Sean O'Reilly commented.“No, but I have been eaten a few times,” I joked, “…they wanted us to breed. So far I've had to fuck around sixty women, all looking much like Hosi—beautiful, tall, in great shape, with fantastic bodies. I had to return to get rid of the micro-transmitter, but I went right back to be with her. My brother is there with my cousin and my best friend who is a doctor. Right now there are roughly 100 pregnant women and next year they want another 100, and the next year and the next. I have Hosi; my brother has Reta; my friend Dennis has two, but my cousin Kevin plays the field. He's even impregnated the queen. So here's the offer….”We wound up talking most of the night, eventually ordering a couple of pizzas from a local restaurant. It was Hosi's first pizza and she approved wholeheartedly, asking if this was italian. The guys obviously approved of Hosi—they all signed up to join us. I told them to fly to Recife when they could and we'd pick them up for the trip up river. We made arrangements to contact each other by shortwave, agreeing on a time and frequency for our discussions.The following morning Hosi and I flew back to Washington where we met again with John Spillane. He asked about the plans even though we had already advised him that they were destroyed. He wanted to know how many sheets there had been and their sizes. Finally, he breathed freely, convinced we had done the job. He asked us to return the diplomatic passports to the consulate. We readily agreed; we saw no immediate need to leave the valley or the Amazon ever again. The following morning we flew back to Brazil, eager to see and hold our daughter. On the way I commented to Hosi, “Not bad…we did the country a great service and we're bringing back another five future residents.”“For a scientist, David you're not very observant. We're bringing back six new residents. I'm pregnant again.” I looked into those beautiful pale green eyes and told her how much I loved her. I really did—I was the luckiest man in the world.“For a scientist, David you're not very observant. We're bringing back six new residents. I'm pregnant again!” I looked into those beautiful pale green eyes and told her how much I loved her. I really did—I was the luckiest man in the world.I kissed her then leaned back as we took off, soaring into the sky. I reclined my seat as I told Hosi I needed sleep. “Somebody keeps me awake all night,” I kidded. She blew a kiss and I fell asleep. I was suddenly awakened by Hosi squeezing in to the seat with me. We were there maybe fifteen minutes when the flight attendant told us we had to have our seatbelts fastened—turbulent weather ahead. I unlatched my belt, ran it around Hosi and pulled it tight to refasten it. Hosi squeezed even closer into me. I looked up at her—words were unnecessary. I put my arm around her…laid her head on my shoulder and we fell asleep again. Unfortunately, I couldn't caress Hosi's breast. I couldn't wait for some privacy so I could demonstrate my love for her appropriately. We were awakened hours later by the attendant who told us we were about to land. Hosi returned to her seat; we moved them into “the full upright position,” and waited for the landing in Brazil.Our diplomatic passports enabled us to move swiftly through Immigration and Customs. We had our bag so we grabbed a cab to the American Consulate. Once again we were granted admission and escorted to the Consul's office. “Hello, again,” I began, “Secretary Spillane requested we return these to you. I doubt we will need them again.”“Yes, I received a cable from the Secretary. He is most appreciative of your efforts on behalf of your country. I have no idea what you did—and I don't really want to know—but he has given instructions to hold the passports here in the event that you will need them again. Also, I've been instructed to inform you that your mother has been sent to Gitmo and will stay there unless you intervene. Does that make any sense to you?”“Yes, unfortunately it does. My mother tried to kill me. If it weren't for Hosi I'd probably be dead now. Please tell John I said thanks, but I have no intention of doing anything for at least the next year. Then I don't care what they do with or to her. Thanks for your help; I do have one more request.” Knowing that the Consulate had all kinds of communications equipment I asked if someone would send a message to my brother. I gave them the time and frequency along with the brief message; it went out and was received at 9:00 that night.Hosi and I found a small hotel; on the way she asked me, “What is ‘gitmo?'”I explained it was short for Guantanamo Bay, a navy base on the island of Cuba, which was interesting because basically we were enemies. I explained the history and how the U.S. had established a detention center there for terrorists.”“Is your mother a terrorist?”“Not really, but when you attack someone with diplomatic status I guess that's terrorism. I'm sure she was more surprised than even we were. Truthfully, I don't really care.”We checked in for the night. The first thing she did was turn on the TV; luckily there were no Adult programs, not that Hosi needed them. After a plain vanilla start she had begun to show considerable imagination, wanting to try everything. Some of the positions she told me about were physically impossible for mortal men. I only prayed she didn't learn about BDSM. We went to a rodizio—an all-you-can-eat Brazilian barbeque restaurant—for dinner. The waiter stood there unbelieving at how much Hosi could eat. She must have had the world's fastest metabolism because she never gained even a single pound. Having slept on the plane we went out looking for some nightlife—anything so long as I didn't have to dance. So, of course, we wound up in a bar/club where there was loud music and crazy Brazilian dancing. I loved looking at it—it was sexy as hell when other people did it--but I knew from past experience that I looked like a scarecrow in a tornado. We sat and listened, ordering two beers until some guy came and asked Hosi to dance. I waved her on—I knew she could take care of herself and I wanted her to have a good time.Unfortunately that good time took a nasty turn when the guy put his hand someplace where only I was given permission to go. She slapped him, but the impact was more like a punch from Mike Tyson. He looked up startled from the floor to see Hosi stomping away, coming back to me at the table. “You've got to stop killing off the population,” I kidded her, but I kept an eye on her erstwhile dancing partner. He got up and walked away, but soon he was gesturing wildly to several friends who stole glances in our direction.Rather than turn Hosi loose I asked a waiter for the manager. When he came I acted indignant that my wife had been groped on the dance floor so badly that she had to slap her assailant. I pointed to where they were standing. Next thing I knew they were being escorted out. I prayed they'd have the good sense to leave.They didn't; they were there in the street when we left. “Gentlemen,” I began in my best Portuguese, “why don't we just call this a misunderstanding? My wife felt you insulted her and she reacted. Probably we're all square. Let's not overreact.” Naturally, there were some really insulting remarks aimed at my manhood. I had to explain in English to Hosi who was incensed, just what I wanted to avoid. She gave me her shoes and shooed me back to the building. It was brutal—I couldn't watch. In less than a minute all three men were lying, bleeding in the gutter. Hosi was just putting her sandals back on when the police arrived. I explained what had occurred and why, finishing by saying we didn't want to press charges. The officer laughed, agreeing that they had probably paid the worst punishment already, being beaten by a girl.I translated everything for Hosi—everything but that last comment. We didn't need her assaulting a policeman. We were just about to walk away when he asked how she did it. “Karate expert,” was my answer. He nodded knowledgeably in response. We walked slowly back to the hotel, arriving there in five minutes.I led Hosi to our room; it was pretty much what I would have expected in any medium to large city—small, quiet, and somewhat worn. I collapsed on the relatively small double bed. Hosi fell on top of me. “You know, you should be more careful, being pregnant, and all.”She pooh-poohed me, telling me that I was being silly. “You worry too much, David. I could handle them while I was giving birth. They were sissies.” “Maybe, but some day they'll have guns and you'll be dead. Then what will I do? What will Kela do?” That was all I had to say. She knew I'd survive, but her daughter…. she was contrite. “I don't know what came over me, David. I love it when you touch me there, but I don't want anyone else to do it.”“Then what you needed to do was leave the dance floor and come back to me. He would have gotten the message and nobody would have gotten hurt. Remember, this is supposed to be ‘civilization.'” She looked at me, saw that I was kidding and we both laughed. We rolled around on the bed and when we stopped we looked into each other's eyes. We couldn't get our clothes off fast enough. I ripped my shirt over my head and threw it—no idea where. I'd worry about it later, maybe tomorrow. My shorts were shrugged over my knees and past my ankles. Somehow Hosi was way ahead of me. She giggled as she pulled my boxers down my legs. She threw them into the air and dove onto me. “Is it OK if I touch you…there,” I asked kiddingly.“David, you can touch me everywhere and you can do anything you want to me.” I looked again into those marvelous green eyes and whispered, “I love you.”“Well, then, why aren't you fucking me?”“Well,” I said pensively, “I think that first I want to lick and suck your breasts and then I want to lick and suck your delectable pussy and then I think I'll finger your ass.” That got her attention! “And then…maybe I'll fuck you. Since that will take a while I think I'd better get started…OK?” By now she was laughing hysterically. I moved down to what she laughingly referred to as her “blobs of fat.” God, they were gorgeous, so beautifully formed…so terribly sensitive. I lowered my mouth, kissing her all over her breasts before moving to her areolas. Hosi's weren't huge, only about an inch and a half in diameter, but they were incredibly sensitive. Touching her areolas was more exciting to Hosi than touching, rolling, and pinching her nipples. She always squirmed when I licked them or touched them with my nose. I suckled each breast, actively reminding her of our lovely baby daughter. I moved farther south, licking my way to her navel. In my experience most navels were just there, you know--something in the middle of the belly. Hosi's was a major tourist attraction, right there in the middle of her six pack abs. Best of all, she was so ticklish there. Just run my tongue around it and she would squeal like a pig while she jumped around the bed. I kissed her abdomen and moved between her silky thighs. As much as I enjoyed the sensation of her smooth skin, that's just how much she enjoyed the touch of my whiskers—go figure!It never took much to get Hosi wet—a kiss, a caress, a cute joke, or my arm around her waist. After all this her cunt was like the Nile in spring, flooding the banks. Her thighs were covered in juice. I licked them clean, but it was a losing proposition. I took on the flow at the source, drinking directly from her cunt. I had just pushed my tongue into her tunnel when she shouted, “STOP!” I looked up, confused. “Turn around. You're not doing all that to me unless I can get even. Send that cock up here so I can suck it.” How could I argue with that kind of logic?I spun around and lay on my back. In a second Hosi was on top of me. “It would be so easy to wrestle with you, David. All I'd have to say is 'I'll suck your cock,” and you'd be on your back in a second.”“Bad joke,” I replied, “I hope your cock sucking will be better than that.”“You're usually satisfied, aren't you?” She leaned down to kiss the tip and then my cock disappeared. That was my signal to dive into her cunt. We went at each other for more than five minutes when I took a quick break, “If you keep that up we're going to have to postpone the fucking.”“OK, but you have to take care of me.”“Don't I always,” I asked as I dove back into her cunt.“Yethhh,” Hosi replied, her mouth full of hard cock. I rammed my finger into her, rubbing her G-spot furiously while I sucked her clit between my teeth. Hosi began to shudder and shake as she stepped up the action on my cock. I don't know how she could concentrate while she was shaking so badly but she did. I drove my hips up and my cock into her throat as I spurted into her six times. She came just as hard, drenching my face in her pungent musky cocktail. She rolled off and we lay there for more than a half hour recovering until she said, “We need some of those Adult movies.”“Oh God,” I groaned. “Let's go to sleep.” She nodded, climbed onto my naked body, and snuggled close, her head securely on my shoulder.To be continued, by senorlongo for SexStories.

Hosi in the U.S. of A.In 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel. I walked out, thinking to myself that my story had worked out pretty well...I was off the hook and Marks was on and the Amazons were completely out of the picture. Now I just had to deal with Spillane. I followed him into his office and took a seat on the leather couch. “Tell me about Mike,” he said once he was back behind his desk.”Well, sir we were completely lost most of the time. We were able to take a star sighting some nights if it didn't rain to find our latitude, but we had no idea what our longitude was. That's how we made the mistake. We looked at our map and determined from the topography that the stream we had to cross was just shallow and slow-moving. Mike waded out and for the first forty feet he was fine. The water only came up to his knees, but the next step put him over his head and in a strong current. I tried to race along the shore but the brush was too thick. In an instant he must have been a quarter mile ahead of me…and then I heard the scream. Oh God, it was terrible.“When I caught up I saw it was a waterfall. Mike had gone over. I worked my way to the bottom where I found his body. He was bashed and broken and he was obviously dead. I replaced his transmitter—it had already been forced almost completely out of his body. I buried him in the soft sand—deep enough that the animals would leave him alone. That's when I realized we had the wrong stream. I could see the waterfall clearly on the topographic map. We were more than 200 miles from where we thought we were. Mike died needlessly, just so some asshole bean counter would look good to his boss.”“I assume you'll want some time off after that ordeal.”“You might say that, sir. I figure the company owes me six months between vacation and sick days. I'm quitting; I just can't do this any longer. Losing Mike was bad enough; I almost died, too. After he died I wandered around in the jungle for more than a month. It was a miracle that I was found by a local tribe and given a beat up canoe so I could make my way to the Amazon. I want this transmitter out of my body today. I'd appreciate my back salary and what you owe me for the vacation and then I'm gone.” John expressed his sorrow at the loss of Mike and tried to change my mind, but I was steadfast. I only asked for one favor—make the appointment to have the transmitter removed. He agreed and told me that Human Resources would have my check within a week.I saw the doctor that afternoon. The procedure was out-patient so I was nursing a handful of stitches in my side when I got back to my condo at five. I called the real estate company that had helped me buy it and told them I wanted to sell—quickly. It had cost me over $400,000, quite reasonable for a two bedroom condo in Manhattan with a view of the Hudson. Living space in Manhattan is always in demand so he was sure he could find a buyer within a few months.I went out for dinner—Wendy's-- for some silly reason I had a yearning for a fatty burger even though I could easily afford the city's best restaurant. Wandering all around the globe and risking your life paid well; I earned more than $200,000 a year and at 29 had almost two million in investments. I rarely spent any money. All my expenses in the field were on the company which made the GPS issue all the more ridiculous. The expedition to Brazil had cost well in excess of $100,000, yet that asshole Marks wouldn't spend $500 so we could know where we were. Incredible!After dinner I put phase two of my plan into effect, inviting three people to dinner the following evening—my brother, my cousin, and my best friend. I took them to a fine restaurant and we returned to the condo after. I poured brandy and began to tell my story. “I want you to know that I've quit. I'm going back to Brazil to live and I want you to come with me. Listen to what I have to say—it's a long story and it's all true.” I began with the evening in the clearing, our capture by the Amazons, the milking, and everything. I finished by telling them I was going back for two reasons—Hosi and 450 gorgeous virgins who couldn't wait to be fucked. “I'm willing to share the virgins, but Hosi is mine. Now, I want you to ask yourselves if you are truly happy in your work here. Scott, you're my brother and you're an engineer. I know you've been frustrated by the negative company politics and idiotic government regulations. Think of what you could do in the valley, not to mention all the fucking you could possibly handle. Kevin, you're my cousin and I know you're pissed about being passed over for that professorship. You're an agricultural expert; you could make crop yields triple there and I know how horny you are. Dennis, you and I have always been buddies, going all the way back to third grade. You're a doctor, but you hate the way the insurance companies run everything, putting patients and their health a distant second to their bottom line. All three of you have so much you could offer. I'm liquidating my physical assets, but keeping my investments. I plan to use the proceeds to help fund projects in the valley. If you decide to join me I'd like you to do the same. Your needs will be few. They will feed and house you, probably with a beautiful horny woman. My only job was to fuck a different hot babe each and every day. They're not interested in rough sex, so that's out. There's no crime—hell, there aren't even any doors on the houses. Oh yeah, no booze, although they do have some decent wine. Think it over and let me know. However, I must insist on your silence. Consider this top-secret. I'd appreciate an answer in two weeks so we can plan together.” I sat back to let them think.“I don't need two weeks, David,” my brother Scott replied, “I'm in. I can't wait to get away from this filthy city.”“Count me in, too, where would I be without my best friend,” Dennis exclaimed.“Oh, shit, might as well make it unanimous,” Kevin grinned.We planned well into the night, first about our finances, second about our trip—how to get there, what to bring, etc. We met again the next evening talking for hours over pizza and beer. After a week it was done. Now all we had to do was sell off our assets. That took the longest time. I was able to sell my condo within a month; although Dennis lived in a nice section of the Bronx he had the most difficulty. Four months later we were ready to go. We had ordered a huge variety of tools—axes, saws, hammers and nails, hoes and tillers, cultivators and a load of medical supplies so we could start a hospital. We had developed some solutions to what I believed were the valley's biggest problems. And most important of all—two large rigid hull inflatable boats with strong outboard engines to carry everything up the Amazon. The last things I bought were some dependable GPS receivers and a shortwave radio.We sent everything by ship, witnessing both the departure from the Hoboken dock and the arrival near the mouth of the Amazon. We unpacked everything in a dockside warehouse we had rented for a month, carefully loading the equipment into the inflatables. We filled the gas tanks, tested the Yamahas and balanced the boats. I knew from my previous trip that we would be able to buy gasoline and food at various stops along the river. We loaded fresh water and food last, spent our last night having a good meal and sleeping in a decent bed although none of us slept very well that night—we were too excited and impatient to depart.We planned to travel about a hundred miles a day—going upstream is much more arduous and time consuming and we had to watch out for river traffic for the first eighty percent of the trip. Finally, at the end of the eighth day we reached the small town that I knew was less than a day's journey from the beloved valley. We replenished our supplies, ate a decent meal, and posted a guard while the rest of us slept in the boats. There was a strong likelihood that everything would have been stolen, boats included, had we not.The final morning we left early—as soon as it was light enough to see. There was little traffic on the river here so we could open up the engines. I kept a keen lookout, first to see if anyone tried to follow us and, second for the strip of cloth I had tied off months ago when I had left my love. Anything could have happened. It could have been removed by some native tribesman or overgrown by the jungle plants, or just rotted away in the hot humid weather, but there it was exactly as I had tied it. We proceeded up the tributary at a slower pace—the river was narrower and the current stronger There were also submerged logs to be dealt with. It took most of the day to reach the waterfall. We pulled the boats onto the bank and tied them off to some stout trees. We covered them with brush in case we had been followed. I didn't think we were, but it's always better to be safe.I showed them the rope I had used to descend. Knowing that we would have to climb the rope all of us had worked out daily at our local YMCA for weeks. We went up the rope like monkeys up a tree. I led the band to the village. Reta was the first to see us. She hugged me fiercely, but I could tell she was checking out the other men—she knew I was taken. She led us to the Queen's residence where we removed our shoes and socks and followed Reta to meet her. We walked in, kneeled and bowed.“So, Dr. Schneider I see you have returned, but who are these strangers?”“My Queen may I introduce my brother Scott. He is an engineer and very good at solving problems and building things. This is my cousin Kevin; he is an agricultural expert, a former university professor (OK, so I exaggerated a bit) and this is my best friend Dennis. He is a doctor of medicine. I remember you told me that only seven of every ten newborn children survived. I am sure that Dennis can help improve that as well as care for any injuries or illnesses that may occur. All three have volunteered to help with impregnating your women. I will vouch for their character. Also, we have brought a number of tools and medical implements; they are in two boats at the bottom of the waterfall. We will bring them up tomorrow with your permission.”“Very well…please rise, gentlemen. Reta will show you to some houses you may use. I will set a guard over your boats. Dr. Schneider, I believe you need to bathe. Please do so immediately. You are dismissed.” We backed out as Reta set about finding the necessary housing. I noticed that she billeted Scott in a house next to hers. She had a twinkle in her eye as she reminded me of the Queen's command to bathe. I walked to the pool and understood why. There, with her back to me was my Hosi. I stripped quietly and stepped into the water, “Do you think there is room here for two?” I asked.Hosi straightened and I could see her smile as she turned, “Don't you mean room for three?” I saw her swollen belly heavy with child as she turned. I grinned wildly as I ran through the shallow water to her. I ran my hands up her silky back to hold her head as we kissed for the first time in months. She washed me and led me home.We walked into Hosi's home—it was exactly as it was when I had left. Hosi undressed me, lay me down and stepped over me. “Fuck me, David! Fuck me hard!” Then she whispered, “Did I get that right?” She wasted no time, sliding down my pole in an instant once I had grinned and nodded. “Promise me, David that you will never leave me again. I have been desperate for you these last two months.”“I was desperate for you five minutes after I left. I promise you that we will never spend a night apart again. I'm going to embarrass myself now, though. I have not cum since I left here.”“That only means we will do it again and again. I hope you do not need much sleep tonight.” She said giggling as she raised herself up, only to sink down my cock again. She repeated fewer than twenty times when I could hold back no longer. I sprayed her vaginal walls repeatedly before collapsing back to rest in anticipation of our next mating.We made love five times that evening. I knew that there was a time beyond which pregnant women should cease having vaginal sex, but I didn't know when that was and Hosi didn't care. I was a wreck when I rose the following morning for our meeting with the Queen. I was feeling pretty badly until I saw Scott. He looked as though he had been ridden hard and put away wet. In contrast, Reta looked as fresh as a daisy.When I looked at Scott he held up six fingers as he almost collapsed on his feet. “There are plenty of others if you don't like her,” I whispered.“Like her? Hell no, I love her. What a woman! All I did was lie there—she did all the work. My God, I've never seen a set of abdominal and vaginal muscles like those in my life.” Kevin and Dennis had similar experiences. We were a sorry looking group as we met the Queen. Unlike our audiences this was a meeting. We sat at a table while we explained some of our plans. We had identified several critical concerns—developing an irrigation system for the farms and improving the sanitary system. Scott described how he would create a large water wheel that would power an Archimedes screw. This device would provide an unending source of water for the fields. I had located some mineral deposits that could be used to make a primitive concrete to line the channels to the fields and minimize loss to the soil en route. The screw could also provide water for a continual flush toilet system. Scott had drawings and explained them carefully. The hardest part of this project would be the sinking of four large pine logs in the river to support the water wheel. To Scott it was child's play.Dennis explained how he would establish his hospital. Queen Aleppa recalled how I had set a woman's leg, saving her life. Could Dennis do that, too? I almost laughed while I explained the difference between Dennis's skill level and mine. She made the third largest house in the village available to him; he would begin his examination of the pregnant women the following morning. His job would be relatively easy most days—the Amazons were physically strong and there were few diseases in the valley—no AIDS or venereal diseases, no TB, no colds or flu. However, their strenuous activities occasionally resulted in injuries that could now be treated.Kevin went last. He explained how he would look at all the existing crops before making suggestions on new species or agricultural techniques. He would make similar studies of the flocks and herds. When they were done Queen Aleppa asked me, “And what will you be doing, David?”“Well, my Queen, right now I'm recovering from my first night with Hosi.” I continued after the laughter had died down, “Hosi showed me some forges and smelting operations up in the mountains during one of our walks. She told me that the knowledge to run them had been lost. I have that knowledge. I will need some help, but I can teach your people to make new and better metals.”“Well, gentlemen, I am impressed. I give my permission to begin. I will be most interested in seeing how you will put those poles into the river. I anticipate a large audience for that. I will supply whatever resources you might need, both in people and in materials. Now, I understand that you have already made yourselves at home here and that several members of the tribe have officially welcomed you. You have my permission and blessing to mate with any Amazon who will have you. We still need many new tribeswomen.”This comment led to my most difficult remarks, “My Queen, I know that you are a society of women, but have you ever thought how impractical that is? You have no way to maintain your numbers unless you kidnap men from outside. That is not always productive because the men may be unruly and unsuitable. You have had that experience already. Why not breed your own male population? There are many matriarchal societies in the world—ones in which women are in control. We are committed to spending the rest of our lives here with you, but what will happen when we are gone? The same problem will exist. It is an important matter for you to think about.”“I have always found your thoughts interesting and valuable, Dr. Schneider,” Queen Aleppa replied, “You have given me much to consider…much indeed. Now, gentlemen shall we address the matter of your implements?” We walked with the Queen to the waterfall. Scott volunteered to descend and I was not surprised when Reta joined him. They attached the first box to the rope and we pulled. I opened it to reveal a set of pulleys and four hundred feet of braided nylon rope. I climbed out onto the thick branch and tied on the pulleys. I could see that Queen Aleppa was intrigued. I lowered one block of pulleys to the floor where Reta and Scott tied it to the first box of implements. The Queen was astonished to see how easy it was to pull them up. We continued this process all day until everything was done. Then I lowered the block again and we lifted the lovers. I had seen them all day and it was clear they were smitten with each other. My only question was whether my brother could survive Reta. She was stronger and in better condition and she was clearly just as horny as he was. I'd hate to lose my only brother the first week.Fortunately, he was in better shape the following morning when we went into the mountains to find the poles we would need to support our water wheel. Scott was thrilled when we were able to find a grove of tall cedars which were much more resistant to water than even the pines. Getting them down the hills proved to be less a problem than we thought—one hundred strong Amazons per log got the job done in a jiffy.Meanwhile Dennis had established his hospital with the aid of the two Amazons who had provided what limited health care existed before I had arrived. He explained that he wanted to examine all of the pregnant women first and then all the women for a check-up. He was less than a quarter through those  exams when he realized what a waste of time it was. He had never seen such healthy specimens in his life, nor had he ever examined such consistently beautiful and shapely women, either.Kevin had examined the crops and made some suggestions, including crop rotation to replenish the soil. He recommended moving the goats to the lower mountains and importing a small herd of cows. He also suggested building a large coop for chickens to provide both eggs and meat. While these projects were interesting they were nothing compared to Scott's sinking of the poles. The first step was location. Several tests were made with long bamboo poles. Once that was done Scott constructed an A-frame from the longest pines he could find. A pulley was attached and a long rope tied on to a large rock. The A-frame was raised with ropes and push poles and the ropes were tied off to deeply driven stakes. The cedar poles had been cut to thirty feet in length and trimmed to a point on the bottoms. The first pole was held in place with ropes tied to trees and buildings along the shore. The rock was pulled up and dropped repeatedly, driving the pole into the river bottom to a depth of eighteen feet. The first pole was used to help support the second; they were used to support the others. It took two weeks of hard work, but the job was done. A heavy plank was bolted across each pair of poles and a hole drilled to support the axle. Stainless inserts helped reduce friction with the 2-inch diameter stainless rod we had brought with us to serve as the axle. We had previously welded a gear to one end and had drilled holes to support the sides of the water wheel which was to be built in place. Ever conscious of safety, all workers were given safety harnesses tied to the poles. The wisdom of that was shown several times when Amazon workers fell into the swiftly moving water.While that was taking place a series of canals were dug through the fields and a long channel three feet deep and four wide was dug to the river. The bottom and sides were coated with the crude concrete. A wooden chute ran from the top of the Archimedes screw to the channel. The entire tribe was present when the water wheel was untied and began to function. Water flowed in a steady stream as the channel filled and irrigated the thirsty crops to the steady cheer of the throng. Previously all this was done by hand with long lines of women carrying water in large wooden buckets. I could see the pride in Reta's face when the water began to flow. I also thought I saw a slight bulge in her abdomen.Now we were ready for the next project. I had located a supply of limestone in the mountains. Limestone is relatively soft and much easier to quarry than granite or any other igneous rock. I was able to quarry slabs approximately ten feet by five by one. We used these to make smaller blocks for the communal toilet. Water would be diverted from the chute to provide a continuous flow under the benches. This water would be piped underground to a place just above the waterfall. It took four months to get it operating and another four to finish the roof and walls.In the meantime some of the women began to give birth. I was with Hosi as her time approached. Dennis was able to measure her dilation and give an approximate due date. So far two of the women had experienced difficulty necessitating C-sections. Queen Aleppa was amazed at Dennis's skill with the scalpel and, more importantly, four people had survived when previously both mothers and their babies would have perished.I knew that I was a father when the first Amazon gave birth, but it was really personal when it became Hosi's turn. I was a nervous wreck when Dennis began to pull the baby from Hosi's body. Hosi had an easier time of it than I did judging by her appearance when she finally held our child. I couldn't kiss her enough, nor could I possibly tell her too often how much I loved her. She patted my head and whispered, “I guess you were right—these blobs of fat finally have a use.”Scott and Reta stayed as a couple and I had been right—Reta was pregnant. Scott could not have been happier. He had never been popular in high school—he was strong, but more of a nerd than a jock. Now he had gone from a mostly celibate life to one where he was a primo stud. Everyone in the village could hear Reta—she was a screamer and she screamed almost all night long on many occasions. I learned never to ask Scott anything too important in the mornings—he was always too wrecked. I thought “bloodshot” was his normal eye color.Dennis wound up with his two nurses—Leba and Biva. They were sisters and they obviously learned to share at an early age. The Amazons had no concept of monogamy so there was little if any jealousy among the women. At first the Amazons were reluctant to see Dennis with a health concern; the concept of health care was foreign to them. But after he saved the lives of the two women in childbirth the barriers disappeared. Dennis was the father of the first twin boys in the history of the tribe.Queen Aleppa was what I considered an ideal ruler. She was fair and just and she never lost touch with her people. More importantly, she was always open to new ideas. One of Scott's had to do with the bathing facilities. Using the pool was fine for adults, but infants had to be held and watched the entire time. Scott proposed using some of the limestone to make a real bath, similar to those used by the Romans. Tubs of varying depths provided safe bathing for everyone from newborns to adults. Additionally, bathers could sit comfortably on the limestone slabs to dry themselves or just talk. Nudity, even by the men was openly accepted.The only one of us who never settled down was Kevin. Like Scott he was a real nerd. I don't think he ever dated in high school or college. Now he preferred to play the field. There were some months when he fucked fifty Amazons, at least.Now that my Hosi was a mother our lives changed dramatically. We were parents as well as lovers. There was no birth control in the valley so it seemed likely that Hosi and the other amazons would continue to become pregnant at a rapid rate. I realized that it would be too rapid. No society can manage when more than half of the women become mothers. I sought another audience with Queen Aleppa. When I shared my concerns she smiled, “I, too have had such concerns. We must always have enough soldiers to protect ourselves. I am sorry to tell the men that the days of indiscriminate sex are over—for now, anyway.”It's funny how things go in a cycle. When I first arrived in the valley the Amazons were desperate to breed. Now just over a year later they were desperate again—to stop. It wouldn't matter to me; I had Hosi and that was all any man could ever possibly ask for.Queen Aleppa learned very quickly that it's much easier to encourage men and women to have sex than it is to discourage them. Dennis found three women pregnant—one of them Queen Aleppa herself-- five months after her proclamation. Dennis and I talked it over and decided we needed another meeting with the Queen. “My Queen,” I began, “I think you will find that sex is like a landslide—very easily started, but impossible to stop. Dennis and I have discussed this matter and we agree that we need an external way to control this problem. Furthermore, Dennis, Scott, and I have regular partners…Kevin, as you already know, does not so he has no incentive to limit his activities. Dennis and I agree that we need birth control.” Dennis explained what we were thinking about—a contraceptive implant that would work for five years, rather than the “Pill” which we were sure the women would forget, often intentionally. Queen Aleppa gave her approval and we set about getting the implants to the valley.We had a cover story in all the towns and cities—missionaries for an obscure but financially well endowed church. We even had black wooden crosses we wore around our necks while in town. Dennis placed an order for 500 implants, arranging for shipment to the second closest city, which was bigger and more cosmopolitan than our nearest town and actually had an office for a major medical supplier. Hosi, Dennis, and I took one of the boats and drove down the Amazon. It was a full day's trip. Luckily we had Reta and Scott to watch our daughter.This trip was where I first had the opportunity to see Hosi in action. After dinner we decided that we needed a drink. There was wine in the valley, but no beer or whiskey. This was our chance for a decent drink. Being new to town we had no idea where to go and wound up in a really rough joint where a couple of local toughs paid a lot of attention to Hosi--the wrong kind of attention. They tried to force themselves on her and I was just about to say something when Hosi put her hand on my arm. “Allow me,” she said quietly. The bigger guy—my height, but about 270—reached for her and, I swear, I never saw anybody move so fast as she grabbed his hand, bent it back and out, and put him on the floor before bending it so far I could hear the wrist bones break. His buddy tried to intervene and he got the same treatment. We decided to leave and on the way out some guy asked me, “How did she…?”“Amazon warrior, “I replied. He looked at me like I was crazy. We returned to our hotel on the harbor. Hosi and I had just finished our shower when I asked her about the confrontation. “It was nothing. Don't forget that I am trained as a warrior. They were big but very slow. Of course, wearing all these foreign clothes made me slower, too. I much prefer to wear only my skirt.”“I can see I'll have to be on my very best behavior,” I kidded.“Oh, yes, David…you'd better take very good care of me or else I'll have my way with you.” She laughed and I joined her. We fell onto the bed together where she continued, “I do like this big bed, though.” She gave me that look—the one that said she wanted me…badly. I leaned over and pulled the towel from her body; playfully she tried to pull it back, but lost it in the “struggle.” We both knew she was much stronger than I was and her training as a warrior gave her skills I could never equal, but throughout our entire relationship she had never once used either her strength or her skills against me. I assumed that was because of her love for me; my love for her also meant that I would never try to hurt her either.We rolled over in our play, enjoying the king-sized bed, Hosi winding up on top of me. “Hmmm,” she whispered, “I think I will have my way with you. What do you think about that?”“Well, first, I doubt I have any choice, and second, I think I'll just lie here and enjoy.” Hosi laughed and leaned in to kiss me, “I love you, David. I went through my entire life thinking I would never even meet a man and the first one I meet is someone so special…so loving. I'm so lucky to have you.”“I don't want to start an argument, especially when you're on top of me, but I think I'm the lucky one here. I'm OK looking and I suppose I have a decent body while you are incredibly beautiful and have a fantastic body. And, Hosi, what you do to me; I spent most of my life exploring my way all over the earth, never thinking about love or sex.” When Hosi laughed in my face I continued, “OK, I did think about sex, but love…marriage…settling down…never!”“David, what is…‘marriage?'”“By the standards of your tribe we are married now. We are mates, but our society goes a little further by having either a minister or a legal official perform a ceremony in which the man and woman agree to love and cherish each other forever. Unfortunately, ‘forever' is a lot shorter for some people than others.” I thought for a bit before continuing, “I think, Hosi that you and I should marry. We can do it here in the city, maybe tomorrow. There may be some very good reasons to do so in the future. Usually a man gets down on a knee and asks his woman if she will marry him.”“David…you talk too much.” Hosi reached down to rub my cock in her slit—I was hard; she was hot and wet. Raising her body she moved me into her warmth…into her wetness. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensations as she gripped my cock. Slowly, she began to rock; Hosi loved fucking slow and easy, increasing my desire and drawing out my agony as I needed desperately to cum. I leaned up to kiss her as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Now her desire equaled mine and she increased her tempo—faster and faster—rubbing her clit into me. “Oh, Hosi!” I screamed as I shot load after load of slick white cum into her pussy; Hosi began to shake and she exploded in rapture just as I finished. We were covered in sweat despite the air conditioning. I held my woman closely, kissing her face and head and neck. I pulled the blanket over us and we went to sleep.The next morning we checked on the shipment; it was in, but we still had to make the financial arrangements. I used the rest of the morning to find out if Hosi and I could be married. We began at the city hall. I spoke to a clerk, “Excuse me, but could you tell us how we can get married?”“Well, Senhor you could do it here with the judge or you could go to one of the churches. I understand you are a missionary. Can't one of your comrades do it for you?” I explained that we were not ordained and asked if he could point us in the right direction. He sent us upstairs to the court. We spoke to several people there including the judge. I filled out the license giving my name as David Schneider and Hosi's as Hosi Retaleppa. She giggled when she saw it; her tribe only uses a single name. I paid the fee and Hosi and I were officially married. I kissed the bride and we left happily. The entire proceeding took less than ten minutes. We returned to our hotel for a brief, but passionate honeymoon. I bent Hosi back onto the bed and kneeled between her legs. I kissed my way up her legs, savoring the experience of contact with her smooth silky thighs. I reached forward leading with my tongue. As usual, she leaked pussy juice; Hosi was always wet—just the least kiss was all it took. I pushed into her tunnel. Her powerful muscles clenched around me, teasing me and inviting my cock…that would come later. I reached for her G-spot, taking great satisfaction when she shuddered in pleasure. That was my signal to move up to her clit. It was hard and hot and swollen as I sucked it into my mouth. I nibbled, licked, and sucked her to a magnificent orgasm. She shuddered and shook for almost a minute as I refused to release her clit from my grasp.I eventually moved up, kissing my way up her body until our lips met. Hosi eagerly licked her juices from my face as her tongue attacked mine. I lifted my hips and when I moved back down my rock hard cock slid easily into Hosi. She groaned in ecstasy as I bottomed out against her cervix. Hosi may not have known the names of all these parts, but she sure as hell knew what she liked and this was one of her favorites. We began a slow rhythm; she grabbed my hair and held me for a long deep kiss. “I love you, David,” she whispered. I broke the kiss briefly to return the sentiment, returning to the kiss as I began to pound her pussy. Faster and faster we went; harder and harder we met each other until we exploded in mutual bliss. Exhausted, we clung together as we regained our strength and our breathing eased.The following morning Dennis and I paid for the shipment and walked back to the harbor, Hosi between us all the way. I had been much more nervous on the way there, carrying thousands of US Dollars in our pockets. One of the things I had wanted to do was work out procedures for wire transfers. I hated carrying all that cash. Hosi was astonished that we could carry $10,000 in supplies in such a small box. The implants were no more than a half-inch in length and they were all hermetically sealed in a long ribbon of plastic. The only things that took up space were the applicators and removal tools. We already had plenty of alcohol and swabs, as well as small band-aids, if necessary.We boarded our inflatable and took off up the river. On land we had to rely on Hosi's skills, but on the river we had our rifles and Hosi had her bow and arrows. Taking our arms proved a good decision—we were followed by a rough-looking group of thugs who made their intentions clear from the outset, firing on us with several handguns. Fortunately, our boat was at least ten miles an hour faster than theirs. However, a huge raft of barges forced us to slow to crawling speed. We looked at each other and decided to take aggressive action while they were still almost a mile behind. Dennis and I were expert shots; Hosi's skill with the bow—well, she was just as good as she was with her hands. Hosi steered while Dennis and I prepared for our assault on the bandits. I attached my scope to my rifle, loading with armor piercing ammo. We weren't legally allowed to have this ammo, but a lot of illegal things happen every day. I wasn't going to shoot the men—I wanted to take out their outboards. I told Hosi to steer for still water outside the barges' wake. I set my rifle on the stern, taking care to hide it from those in the chasing boat until the last second. I took three shots, knocking out one of their engines immediately. That would eliminate them in a chase, but we were still unable to get around the barges and wouldn't be able to for several miles, at least. Meanwhile, they had tried to open fire on us again. They made a big mistake when they turned sideways—perpendicular—to our course. This gave Dennis and me a clear shot at their one remaining outboard. A quick volley from our rifles took it out—smoke streaming from the block. They drifted away from us immediately and their handguns became completely ineffective. I still managed to give them a few hull shots at the waterline which could put them in the water. That would be a big concern—there were crocodiles and piranhas here and both could be extremely deadly. They broke out some paddles and headed for the nearest shore. The rest of our trip was uneventful; we parked our boat in the hidden boat house just below the waterfall as the sun was setting.We scaled the rope—even with all my practice I couldn't keep up with Hosi-- and reported to Queen Aleppa. Hosi and I were brief; we wanted to see our daughter. We picked her up with thanks to Reta and Scott. We took her home and to our bed. We loved to play with her and cuddle her between us. She was already a beauty and I was certain she would follow closely in her mother's footsteps. We fed her and put her into her own bed. I turned to Hosi, “You know, we are on our honeymoon. We should be having a lot of sex.”“And how would that be different from all our other days?” Hosi asked laughing. I shrugged my shoulders feigning confusion until she grabbed my shirt and literally threw me onto the bed. She fell on me laughing wildly as we grappled with each other. Even in this play Hosi could beat me badly, but she didn't. We rolled over each other several times until she stopped with me on top, my legs between hers. “You seem to have me in a compromising position, David,” she whispered.“Yeah, exactly where you want me,” I giggled back. She nodded wildly as she leaned up to remove my shirt and shorts. I shrugged out of my boxers just before untying her skirt and allowing it to slip silently to the floor. I flipped her over and around to “69.” “Take me into your mouth, Hosi. You can pleasure me with your mouth the same way I can pleasure you.” She was tentative at first, licking carefully around my helmet, but as I attacked her pussy with my mouth, tongue, and teeth she grew bolder and bolder.Eventually, she got the idea of fucking me orally, taking my seven inches deep into her throat. I had been licking and sucking, probing for her G-spot for almost ten minutes when she tensed for several seconds and came hard, bathing my face in her juice. She sucked especially hard when I came and I rewarded her by soaking her tonsils with my baby cream.“That was incredible, David. Is there a name for that?“Yes, darling Hosi, it's called a '69.' If you look at the two numbers you can see that they are upside down to each other, just as we are.”“You sure do know a lot about sex, David.”“That's because our society is obsessed with sex, Hosi. Some people…it's all they think about.”“What about you? Don't you think about it all the time?”“Sure, darling…but that's because I'm married to the most beautiful woman in the world. I even dream about you. You occupy my thoughts every second of every day.”“I knew there was a good reason why I love you.” Hosi spooned against me, put my hand in its usual spot just under her breast and we went swiftly to sleep.The following morning Dennis and I met again with the Queen. We suggested a lottery for the birth control—100 Amazons would be allowed to fuck and breed. The remainder would be implanted with birth control. They would be allowed to fuck, but obviously not to breed. A year later another hundred “breeders” would be selected until the entire tribe had been included. All the men would be required to couple with the breeders until they became pregnant; then we could also fuck the other tribeswomen. That was the way it was supposed to work, but that night Hosi and I went to bed a little earlier than usual, celebrating our marriage and each other. We held each other kissing and touching as we always did. Eventually, Hosi flipped me on my back and straddled me, lowering herself slowly down my cock. She rode me harder and much faster than usual, grinding her clit roughly into me until we came. It wasn't her most inspired effort. I asked if something was bothering her.“I could overpower you in your sleep and make you my slave,” she said.“Sure, but you could do that when I'm awake, too. We both know you're stronger than me and I'll never have your fighting skills. Besides, I wouldn't resist you.” Then, after a brief pause, I continued, “If you can do it, why haven't you?”“Because I value you as my mate; I enjoy you as my partner. Did you know that Queen Aleppa gave me the choice?”“You mean to either have me as your mate or your slave?”“Yes. Luckily you wound up with me—it could have been Reta.”“How did I wind up with you if Reta outranks you?”“That's easy; I am the Queen's favorite. I'm her daughter.” Well, that was a surprise, but I had the impression that Hosi was trying to tell me something else. “Is there something else you're trying to tell me, Hosi? This is the craziest conversation we've ever had.”“The Queen gave Reta the same choice.” OK, I thought, now we were getting some place. “Hosi, are you trying to tell me something about Scott and Reta? Is Scott becoming her slave?”“Yes, David, but the term slave here is not quite the same as it is in most places. As my mate you have an opportunity to determine your role with me. As a slave, Reta will determine Scott's role. She will make all the decisions, too.”“So far Scott hasn't complained, but what's going to happen if he disagrees with Reta or disobeys her? Would she hurt him?”“It is possible. That's why I told you, David. “I thought for a few minutes before responding, “I'm sure you understand that I will do something about this, Hosi.”“But, what can you do, David? This is between Reta and Scott and the Queen.”“You'd be surprised, Hosi, but first I need to speak with Scott. I wonder if he knows.” Hosi leaned over to kiss me then turned to spoon with me and placed my hand on her breast. It was time for sleep—if only I could.The following morning I walked to Reta's house asking Scott to join me on a trip to the forges. On the way I asked him if he knew what Reta was doing to him. “Sure…she hasn't made any secret of it, but so far she hasn't done anything to hurt me. Then again, I have always agreed with her and done what I've been told.” I explained what had occurred when I was milked and what the Queen had said. “Hmmm…that's interesting…I wonder what she would do.”“Well,” I replied, ”I think we need to find out before there's a major problem. Here's what I suggest….” We returned and I waved to Reta as I turned down the lane to the hospital where I enlisted Dennis. From there I spoke to Kevin. He was reluctant but eventually joined the crusade. Now I went to see the Queen. “Your highness,” I began, “I am having trouble understanding how you could allow a free man to become a slave…a slave to one of your tribe.” When she feigned ignorance I laughed, “Please, my Queen, you gave Hosi the choice…slave or mate…and you did the same with Reta. I brought my brother, my cousin, and my friend here to help this tribe. We were all free men at home and we have the same expectation here. It might be different if you had captured us, but you didn't. Is this how you repay our kindness and dedication to helping you?“I have been wondering how your ideas about slavery agree with your edict that none of us are to be harmed in any way.” Queen Aleppa was silent for several minutes when she gave the signal to summon Reta and Scott. Reta was annoyed when she approached the Queen. I spoke first, “I understand that you are making a slave of my brother, Reta.”“I do not understand why that is your concern, David.” I repeated the comments I had made to the Queen and then addressed Reta directly, “So far Scott has followed you, but what will happen if he disagrees with you or disobeys? You are not the kind of person who would deliberately violate one of the Queen's edicts, are you?”“What are you talking about, David?”“Throughout history slaves have been disciplined by causing them pain—hitting, slapping, whipping, or worse, so how will you enforce your will when your Queen has stated that none of the men are to be injured or harmed in any way? I can understand if you are more dominant than Scott. Sometimes I think that would be good for him. When Hosi and I disagree we talk about our feelings and make a decision, but more often than not I rely on Hosi's experience here. This is, after all, Hosi's valley, village, tribe, and home.” I could see Reta thinking…mulling over what had been said.“I see your point, David,” she began, “My Queen I request your permission to take Scott as my mate.” Queen Aleppa smiled, nodded, and I went to hug Reta. “Thank you, Reta. I think you will find that to be the right decision.” Hosi and I bowed to the Queen and left. I heard Reta ask Scott what he would like to do now that they were equals. “I have a few ideas,” he replied, “why don't we try some of them now?” He took Reta by the hand and led her back to their home.“You were lucky, David. What would you have done if she refused?”“Simple enough…what we call a ‘strike'—no more fucking--from any of us. It would be hard for Queen Aleppa to have us milked when she has repeatedly said that we are not to be injured, but I was pretty sure Reta would come around. She may be a little headstrong, but she is basically a very fine person.”Hosi took my hand and placed it on her silky firm butt. I could see the desire in her eyes as she said, “David, you are incredible; I think you deserve a reward.”I laughed and agreed, “Once again I am pleased to defer to your judgment.” Hosi joined my laughter, took my hand and led me home. En route we could hear Reta screaming in her ecstasy; whatever Scott had suggested seemed to agree with her mightily.Ever made a promise you later regretted? Well…maybe regretted was too strong a term. I had promised Hosi that I would never again spend a night away from her. It was the right thing to say at the time and I meant every word. However, I never gave the idea of going to town any thought.The trip took almost an entire day—more if I was afraid we were being followed. Therefore, we always planned to stay overnight and that was the source of my problem. I would gladly take Hosi with me, but at what risk? I asked Dennis whether I should be concerned. I remembered reading about the Aztecs and Cortez—how the Spaniards decimated the Aztecs with flu, colds, smallpox, syphilis, and a host of other diseases. “I think she should have a series of inoculations to safeguard her. If she was going to the U.S., I would recommend MMR—measles, mumps, and rubella—and DPT—diphtheria, pertussis, and tetanus. Since she would be here in Brazil I'd also recommend smallpox and polio and maybe even hepatitis A and B.”“Wow, I never thought it would be such a problem. I'll need to discuss this with Hosi.” I thanked Dennis and returned home. I got there shortly after Hosi had finished her warrior training for the day. I asked her about going with me and then I explained my concerns. This was an incredibly difficult task—Hosi had no idea what a germ was so she was accepting my words for no other reason than I was the one saying them. “Hosi, I want to keep my word, but I am concerned for your safety. Dennis recommends you have several inoculations which will protect you from diseases. Here in the valley there are few, if any such concerns, but out there mixing with other people can be extremely dangerous. Entire civilizations have been wiped out. Please believe me.”“I do believe you, David. You would not lie to me. What do I have to do?” Dennis used the radio to order the necessary injections. They were spaced out over a period of two months and then Dennis recommended we wait a few more months to ensure they would do their work. Then I began to prepare Hosi for the experience.In some ways the Amazons' society was incredibly advanced—no crime, greed, jealousy, or pollution—everyone working together for the common good. However, technologically they might as well have been in the Stone Age. I had a world of difficulty explaining how our boats and engines worked before Hosi agreed to accept all that I had told her without question. Stepping off the boat into the tiny back water town must have been like stepping through a time warp. Explaining automobiles, helicopters, even airplanes proved easy. What Hosi couldn't understand was plain old window glass, something most of us take completely for granted. I knew I was in for trouble before we even left the house when I had to explain why she had to wear one of my T-shirts. “If you go like you are you'll be arrested, for sure,” I told her. Then I had to explain “police,” “arrest,” and many of the social conventions of modern societies. I had to promise her we'd buy some clothes as soon as we arrived. Then I had to explain “buy” and “money.” By the time I'd finished the day was half over. Oh…the things we do for love!Hosi's first trip to the small town just downriver was a revelation. I went first to the local bank where the four of us had our accounts and I had a safe deposit box full of cash. I took out a few hundred and led Hosi to the nearest store. I allowed the sales woman, a thirty something Brazilian, to deal with Hosi directly. She liked some of the clothes suggested, but absolutely refused to have anything to do with a bra. “This is a torture instrument, David,” she told me. I couldn't argue. Eventually, she took two complete outfits, six pair of panties (these she really did like), a pair of tennis shoes similar to mine, and a costume necklace. I took her to a jeweler where I bought her a pair of earrings and had her ears pierced. I also bought her a gold bangle bracelet.Hosi was shopped out and wanted to return to our hotel. I learned quickly that she wanted to thank me. “I am so glad you have been willing to honor your promise, David. You have no idea how much that means to me. I want to be with you always.”“I love you, too, Hosi. I'm nothing without you.” She stripped me, pushed me back onto the bed and lowered herself onto my shaft. She spent almost an hour “thanking” me. We fell together, holding, caressing, and loving each other. We slept for about a half hour and when we awoke I made a big mistake—I turned on the TV. Now I had to spend almost an hour trying to explain that there weren't a bunch of little people inside that box. I couldn't wait until we got back to the safety of the valley.To be continued, by senorlongo for SexStories.

In "How to Reprogram Your Subconscious Mind Part 1," Dr. David Snyder talks about techniques for reprogramming the subconscious mind for success, health, wealth, and happiness. Dr. David discusses the importance of improving mental and emotional well-being, the interplay between neurology and emotions, and the role of behavioral influence in achieving one's goals. He also delves into identifying and overcoming limiting beliefs, using NLP and hypnosis for reprogramming, and the significance of body awareness in changing beliefs. Throughout the episode, David emphasizes the importance of state control, self-evaluation, and the use of affirmations to reprogram limiting beliefs and achieve success. Standout Quotes: "Everything human beings do is in response to a feeling. It's either a feeling they want more of, or a feeling they want a whole lot less of." [Dr David Snyder] "You are not the way you are because of what happened to you. You are the way you are because of the way you interpreted everything that happened to you and how you've been relating to those interpretations." [Dr David Snyder] "Your unconscious mind always answers first, usually nonverbally." [Dr David Snyder] "Your unconscious mind will not lie to you. If you pay attention to what happens first, the initial responses are always the most honest responses." [Dr David Snyder] "Comfort zones are wonderful things, but nothing ever grows there. So the first thing I need you to do is to be willing to become uncomfortable." [Dr David Snyder] "What you think is the problem is never the real problem. The root of the problem is like the check engine light on the dashboard." [Dr David Snyder] Key Takeaways: Learn how to spot and change restrictive beliefs by paying attention to thoughts, language, and bodily feelings. Master methods to interact with the unconscious mind to encourage personal development and transformation. Understand that taking steps is critical for achieving goals, not just optimistic thinking. Gain knowledge about how the unconscious and conscious minds work, and how to leverage both to tackle problems. Realize the significance of self-analysis and overcoming personal issues that may be a hindrance. Uncover principles for successful communication with the unconscious mind to get to the bottom of problems. Episode Timeline: [07:35] – In what ways can being fun and playful make others more compliant and willing? [10:05] – What insights does Dr. David Schneider share about the interplay between neurology, emotions, and behavioral influence? [13:44] – What is the process of reprogramming the subconscious mind? [18:38] – How does David teach attendees to reprogram their minds and bodies using NLP and hypnosis? [24:12] – What are the "logical levels of belief" and its effects? [29:53] – How can changing limiting "I am" statements to "I do" statements help gain control over emotions and memories? [32:48] – Why does David encourage listeners to question their beliefs and identity? [38:30] – How do feelings drive human behavior, and how do beliefs influence actions? [43:05] – What is the holographic memory theory? [48:32] – What is the importance of taking action to manifest desired outcomes? [54:35] – How does the unconscious mind answer differently from the conscious mind? Learn more about Dr. David Snyder at: Website: https://www.nlppower.com/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@DavidSnyderNLP Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/davidsnydernlp

Director/writer Armando Iannucci and writers David Schneider, Ian Martin and Peter Fellows

Jake, Tony and Lachlan discuss their series of the week, the 4th annual Lou Gherig day and Negro League statistics finally being added to the official MLB database.  Other topics of discussion this week include the latest injury bug in the league, David Schneider's walk-off for the Blue Jays and longtime controversial umpire Angel Hernandez calling time on his career. https://linktr.ee/atpsports

Toronto Blue Jays mailbag covering the following topics: Spoilers, Zoom Watch Party, and Patreon Feedback Adam and Scott discussed their views on spoilers in media, with Adam expressing some frustration and Scott agreeing to be more careful with video titles. They then moved on to organize their next Zoom watch party, with Deb presenting several date options and attendees asked to indicate their availability. They also appreciated the growing Patreon community, emphasizing the importance of feedback and its impact on their decisions, such as the reintroduction of the "3 studs and a dud" segment. They encouraged continued feedback as they experiment with new content ideas. Discussing Potential Rebuild and Uniforms George Springer, Hyun-Jin Ryu and other Jays players with expiring contracts could get traded for prospects if the team underperforms this season. Scott feels the front office made mistakes this offseason by not addressing holes in the roster. They discuss potential prospects and trade partners for a rebuild. Adam shares Blue Jays memes anticipating the team's new City Connect uniforms. Discussing Vladimir Guerrero Jr.'s Struggles and Potential Solutions Scott and Adam discussed the recent poor performance of Vladimir Guerrero Jr. And the Toronto Blue Jays. They attributed Vladimir's struggles to the pressure and high expectations associated with being a long-term veteran and key player of the team. They suggested that a change of scenery, possibly with a trade to a team like the Philadelphia Phillies, could be beneficial for Vladimir's career. They also considered the idea of bringing in left-handed hitters to balance the lineup and relieve some of the pressure on Vladimir. Assessing Blue Jays Team Strategy and Rebuilding Adam and Scott voiced their concerns about the current state of the Blue Jays team. Adam suggested that the team should undergo a rebuild for a more sustainable future, whereas Scott acknowledged the difficulty of such a decision due to the team's upcoming schedule. Both agreed that an honest assessment of the team's situation was necessary, rather than clinging to false hope. They also discussed the underperformance of the team's offense over the past two seasons and the potential issues with a previous approach of building a stacked line-up through high-profile signings. Adam hinted at further discussions with Danny. Disappointed With Blue Jays Team Strategy Adam and Scott discussed their disappointment with the current state of the Blue Jays team, particularly the front office's moves in the offseason. Scott defended the front office's strategy of allowing rookies to develop and noted that free agency has shifted, but he acknowledged that the team hasn't been able to keep up. They also discussed specific players, including Tay Oscar Hernandez and George Springer, with Adam expressing his belief that the team would be better off with players like Vladimir Guerrero Jr. and Pete Alonso. Scott agreed that the team needs to make significant changes, but neither had a clear solution. Analyzing Toronto Blue Jays' Post-All-Star Performance Adam and Scott delved into the Toronto Blue Jays' performance since the 2023 All-Star break, focusing on individual player contributions. They identified several players, including Kakuchi, Dalton Barshow, David Schneider, and Danny Jansen, who have been crucial to the team's success despite George Springer's low win above replacement score. They also highlighted concerns about the team's poor performance and a toxic team culture, suggesting the need for a culture and personnel overhaul. The discussion included the potential contributions of young players, such as David Schneider and Arlva Martinez, and the possibility of acquiring prospects from teams with strong farm systems to strengthen their own. City Connect Jerseys and Blue Jays Discussion Adam and Scott discussed the City Connect Jerseys, with mixed opinions on the designs and anticipation for their reveal. They also debated the future of Kirk, a Toronto Blue Jays catcher, who may reach free agency if his performance continues to decline. The team's recent poor performance and potential rebuild were also topics of discussion, with both expressing loyalty to the team despite their current state. Lastly, they mentioned plans for an interview with Jordan Powell, a knuckleballer with the Blue Jays.

What are the repercussions of the NAR Lawsuit settlement and what is going to happen to buyer agency? I sat down with David Schneider of Revel Property Group at EXP in this interview. David has been a leader in the Austin real estate scene for 20 years, and he has given great input on the pros and cons of this settlement.

Ben Ennis and Brent Gunning kick off Hour 3 on the program with a look at the NHL standings as the Maple Leafs' regular season winds down. They discuss how Toronto's remaining schedule compares to their potential playoff opponents, as well as what's behind the dip in power plays this year in the NHL. Later on, Ben and Brent zero in the Blue Jays' offence with Hall of Fame MLB writer and analyst with ESPN, Tim Kurkjian (25:37)! As his new podcast suggests, the trio discuss what A Great Game baseball is following last night's comeback win, along with David Schneider's emergence, how Toronto stacks up in the loaded American League, and more! The views and opinions expressed in this podcast are those of the hosts and guests and do not necessarily reflect the position of Rogers Sports & Media or any affiliates.

Jill and Tom opened the episode by acknowledging that EV-startup Fisker is in dire financial straits, having recent halted production. In related EV news, the hosts discussed the announcement that Honda and Nissan are seeking avenues of cooperation to develop electric-vehicle technology, including platforms and software, but not final retail products. Tom quickly shared his thoughts on a pair of vehicles he recent evaluated, including the 2024 Land Rover Defender, and Volkswagen Taos. Jill shared her thoughts on the redesigned Lincoln Nautilus premium midsize crossover, including the vehicle's new door-to-door infotainment screen. Listen in for Jill's complete review. In the second segment Jill and Tom welcome David Schneider of Harman Internation to the show. David walked the hosts through the portfolio of premium-audio brands the company manages, and what is involved in allowing a carmaker to use specific audio brands, including Bang & Olufsen, Harman Kardon, JBL, Mark Levinson, and Revel. David explained how Harman works with manufacturers to produce in-car audio experiences appropriate to each Harman brand. In the third segment Jill is subjected to Tom's “Fake Concept Car” quiz, which includes a “fishy” bonus question. The hosts wrapped up the show discussing the Ram 1500 Classic, a previous generation Ram pickup truck still offered for sale a lower cost than the current-generation model. 

In this episode of Tech Sales Insights, Randy Seidl is joined with David Schneider, General Partner of Co-Two and seasoned executive with a remarkable track record. Dive deep into the lessons learned throughout Schneider's career, covering topics such as culture, growth, hiring, forecasting, and more. From his early days at UC Irvine's Championship sailing team to leading companies like Data Domain and ServiceNow, Schneider shares valuable insights and anecdotes that shaped his journey. Discover the secrets behind scaling businesses, overcoming rejection, and the evolution of customer success in today's competitive landscape.KEY TAKEAWAYSEmbracing a "beginner's mindset" in tackling unsolved problems can open doors to unprecedented success.Overcoming rejection involves understanding and addressing the specific needs of the situation, whether in hiring or sales campaigns.In the early stages of a business, integrating customer success into the sales function can be more efficient, emphasizing a company-wide commitment to client satisfaction.The importance of learning from failures, maintaining humility, and appreciating the journey, as success often follows struggle.The role of leadership in inspiring and learning from team members, with a focus on continuous improvement and adaptability.QUOTES"If you don't know struggle, you can't appreciate success. Failure is good; it teaches you humility and humbleness.""Great leaders understand how passionate their employees can be. You either bet on the come or you bet on experience and knowledge.""Solving customer problems is the job of everybody in the company. Salespeople are the tip of the spear, bringing every resource to bear for the good of the company.""Every company has its own set of challenges and culture. Helping management teams think about growth and bringing engineering into the product development cycle is crucial.""Building community within a company is about aligning everyone's role with the ultimate goal of dominating a marketplace through exceptional customer service."Find out more about David Schneider through the links below:LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/davidschneider2/This episode of Tech Sales Insights is brought to you by: Sales Community: https://www.salescommunity.com/Sandler: https://www.sandler.com/

Welcome to another exciting episode of Entrepreneur's Enigma! In this episode, our host Seth Goldstein sits down with David Schneider, the CEO of Shortlist.io, an innovative marketing company based in Philadelphia. David has a unique entrepreneurial journey, having traveled to over 60 countries and transitioning from the corporate world to becoming a serial entrepreneur. He shares insights into his entrepreneurial ventures, his experiences managing multiple businesses, and the challenges and rewards of being a lifestyle entrepreneur. From language learning to family life and business management, this episode offers a candid and engaging conversation that will inspire and inform aspiring entrepreneurs. Tune in for an in-depth look at the entrepreneurial journey with David Schneider. Key Moments [00:00] CEO of Focus, traveled to 60+ countries. [04:47] High school sweethearts break up, reunite in college. [08:59] Expected milestones bring joy in little things. [10:15] Stress over day-to-day and future uncertainty. Find Dave Online https://Shortlist.io https://www.linkedin.com/in/david-schneider-8a693115/ If you're enjoying Entrepreneur's Enigma, please give us a review on the podcast directory of your choice. We're on all of them and these reviews really help others find the show. GoodPods: https://gmwd.us/goodpods iTunes: https://gmwd.us/itunes Podchaser: https://gmwd.us/podchaser Also, if you're getting value from the show and want to buy me a coffee, go to the show notes to get the link to get me a coffee to keep me awake, while I work on bringing you more great episodes to your ears. →  https://gmwd.us/buy-me-a-coffee Follow Seth Online: Seth | Digital Marketer (@s3th.me) • Instagram: Instagram.com/s3th.me Seth Goldstein | LinkedIn: LinkedIn.com/in/sethmgoldstein Seth On Mastodon: https://s3th.me/@pch Seth's Marketing Junto Newsletter: https://MarketingJunto.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In 'Neuro-Linguistic Energy Psychology: Healing, Trauma Resolution Holographic Memory Theory Part 2,' David Snyder discussed the transformative power of neurology and visualization in healing. He emphasized the techniques of color breathing and body mapping to address and dissolve negative emotions and trauma. He believes that how we frame questions to our neurology and the quality of our mental imagery can significantly influence our healing process. Learn more about how these approaches can be applied for personal growth, trauma resolution, and emotional detoxification." Standout Quotes: •"Your neurology works the same way as Google; the answers you get depend on how you ask the question." [Dr David] •"The unconscious mind's job is to protect you, but every boneheaded decision you ever made was a conscious one." [Dr David] •"Comfort zones are wonderful, but nothing ever grows there. Major changes usually involve some discomfort, that's just how our neurology evolved." [Dr David] •"Your unconscious mind moves with every breath you take and every heartbeat, shifting and changing your inner landscape." [Dr David] •"Create an alternate reality movie of your best life; make it vivid and experience it repeatedly to manifest those feelings." [Dr David] •"Ask yourself, 'What do I want instead?' This question directs your neurology towards positive change." [Dr David] •"If your higher mind could send you a feeling or frequency that would dissolve negativity, what would it be? That's the power of color in healing." [Dr David] •"What the body creates, the body can change. You use a metaphor to dissolve metaphor; that's the essence of color breathing." [Dr David] •"Be as playful as humanly possible. The science from hostage negotiation shows it makes you more adaptive, resourceful, and effective." [Dr David] Key Takeaways: •Don't hesitate to dive deeper when you're unsure or need clarity. Asking for more details can illuminate paths and solutions that were previously hidden. •Remember, stepping out of your comfort zone is essential for growth. Discomfort often precedes significant personal development. •Just like how a search engine responds to your queries, your mind will provide answers based on the specificity of your questions. Be clear and focused on what you seek. •You can initiate change and healing at any moment. Trust in your capability to navigate and transform your experiences. •Learn to metaphorically 'nail' your unwanted past experiences or feelings in a place where they can't return, freeing yourself from their influence. •Instead of dwelling on negatives, focus on what you desire to achieve or become. •What would it be if you could choose a feeling or color to dissolve negative emotions? Visualize this to initiate healing. •Use metaphors to understand and transform your emotional and physical states. This can be a powerful tool in energy psychology. •Visualize your ideal state of health and happiness with intense clarity, as if watching a high-definition movie of your best life. Episode Timeline: [00:00] How is a person's neurology similar to a Somatic Search Engine? [03:57] What's the story behind our inherent negativity bias, and what purpose does it serve? [05:46] How can hypnosis help individuals, and what's the process behind it? [07:01] What's the Magic Frame and Color Breathing technique process, and how does it transform our emotional landscape? [16:11] What is a resonant frequency generator? [18:14] What's the "magic question" in healing, and how does it impact an individual's psyche? Learn more about Dr. David Schneider at: Website: http://www.davidsnyder.com/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/dr-david-snyder-02aa23213

In 'Neuro-Linguistic Energy Psychology: Healing, Trauma Resolution Holographic Memory Theory Part 1,' David Snyder discussed the interconnectedness of energy, psychology, memory, and the unique concept of the 'magic frame' in the healing process. He believes that emotions and experiences are like data imprinted on a rewritable DVD, which can be accessed, altered, and specifically framed for therapeutic purposes. Join in to explore the fascinating interplay of mind, body, energy, and the transformative power of the magic frame technique in personal transformation and healing." Standout Quotes: •"Human beings do is in response to a feeling. It's either a feeling they want more of, or a feeling they want a whole lot less of." [Dr David] •"If you can name it and describe it, you can generate a body feeling and you can manipulate it." [Dr David] •"The fastest way to derail a cascade of feelings is to ask yourself a simple question: What else could this be?" [Dr David] •"Everything about that DVD presupposes that what's written on it is in a language the DVD player can interpret and understand." [Dr David] •"The system doesn't take an action or initiate a behavior until you feel something." •"Each and every one of you has a dashboard floating around the space around you that's actually connected to the space inside of you." [Dr David] •"The more you understand how this coding language works, and how to integrate your physical gestures, your imagination, and your breath, you can change just about anything." [Dr David] •"The heartbeat of living beings can synchronize under certain conditions, showing a deep connection beyond mere physical interaction." [Dr David] •"It doesn't matter what the conscious mind believes. If you get the body involved, it will overwrite the conscious mind." [Dr David] Key Takeaways: •Understand that your actions are often driven by feelings, either to gain more of a positive feeling or to avoid a negative one. Recognize this in your daily life to better understand your motivations. •Remember that your subjective experiences, like memories and beliefs, are malleable. Just like data on a DVD, they can be rewritten. Use this knowledge to transform negative experiences into learning opportunities. •Recognize that you operate with both innate and learned behaviors and responses. Being aware of these can help you better navigate your reactions and decisions. •Identify your response patterns. Knowing your pattern can help you manage your emotions more effectively, whether you intensify or diffuse feelings based on your perceptions. •Acknowledge that feelings are key frequencies in resolving problems or achieving solutions. By tuning into these feelings, you access the necessary frequency for change. •Treat your neurological processes as data that can be recoded. With the right coding, you can rewire your brain to overcome challenges. •Realize that your brain interprets imagined and real experiences similarly. This understanding can be powerful in healing and transformation. Episode Timeline: [06:28] How are memories and experiences imprinted on a "rewritable DVD" within the body? [11:10] How are each individual's body awareness and physical sensations different? [16:40] What is the connection of the holographic nervous system to energy and vibrational frequencies? [22:41] How do imagery, touch, or the "magic frame" help with overwhelming anxiety? [27:48] How does the use of colors help to circumvent language limitations? [34:07] What is the importance of matching frequencies with others? [39:19] What are the six states or six dynamics of an unconscious response? [41:24] How does people's body language reveal their subconscious thoughts and emotions? [50:09] How does the magic frame technique shift a person's energy and connections? [55:02] Why Magic Frame? Learn more about Dr. David Schneider at: Website: http://www.davidsnyder.com/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/dr-david-snyder-02aa23213/

In "How To Manifest Anything You Want In The Shortest Amount Of Time Humanely Possible! Part 2," David Snyder discussed the incredible potential within you and the methods to tap into it. He emphasized the need to cultivate positive states to counter the inherent negativity bias and encouraged you to evaluate your life's influences. Join in to explore the hidden abilities within yourself, guard your vibrational energy, and actively seek personal growth, all while taking charge of your life's direction. Standout Quotes: • "Your neurology will just reach into its most primal level that has the strongest motivating harmonious connection to why that will allow you to generate that and link it together." [Dr David] • "I firmly believe that this is an absolute game changer when it comes to tapping into the powers of the universe to get whatever you want." [Dr David] • "There are two absolutely important ingredients to success in life: your identity and action." [Dr David] • "Unlock the powers of your subconscious mind to find and remove energy blocks to your health, wealth, and happiness." [Dr David] • "Transform your internal voice into one that builds you up, motivates you, and inspires you." [Dr David] • "We live in an abundant universe, but we have a society trying to convince us that there's scarcity. Not if you know how the game works." [Dr David] • "We live in a world where if you have your mind right and you take the right actions, you can become the person who deserves to have everything you want." [Dr David] • "How is having this person in my life making my life better? If the answer is they're not, move on." [Dr David] Key Takeaways: • Take the time to connect with the deep motivations that drive you. Your primal instincts can be harnessed for powerful change. • Embrace the power of visualization and sensory awareness to amplify your affirmations and manifestations. • Once you've anchored your positive feelings and manifestations within you, nothing in the universe can take them away, not even yourself. • Experiment and observe the results. Don't be afraid to explore the depths of your mind and spirit. Share your experiences to learn and grow from them. • Recognize that success in life requires both a strong sense of identity and the willingness to take action. • Value the importance of learning and gaining access to knowledge that can empower you. • Realize the significance of unlocking the powers of your subconscious mind and removing energy blocks. • Consider the potential of becoming proficient in energy healing, both for yourself and others. • Taking action is a crucial step towards achieving your goals and desires. • Take control of your life, make conscious choices, and become a cause maker rather than just an effect. • Take advantage of resources that bridge the gap between knowledge and practical application. Episode Timeline: [0:00] How can you connect with your inner self and manifest your desires? [2:46] How do Manifestation and Law of Attraction techniques work? [9:29] What is the relationship between energy healing, manifestation, and personal transformation? [15:26] Can you find a soulmate through personal growth? [20:54] How can you manifest your desires using NLP techniques? [26:13] What is the NLP power mastermind mentoring program all about? [33:01] What are the personal development courses and bonuses offered? [37:32] How does personal development coaching benefit individuals? [44:12] How do emotional states impact teaching methods, and what are effective ways to remove toxic coping mechanisms? [48:38] What is the energy-spinning technique, and how is it used for traumatic brain injury? [54:17] How can one clear blocks and program their future? Learn more about Dr. David Schneider at: Website: http://www.davidsnyder.com/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/dr-david-snyder-02aa23213/

"In 'How To Manifest Anything You Want In The Shortest Amount Of Time Humanely Possible! Part 1,' David Snyder discussed the power of controlling your emotional state and how it influences your ability to manifest. He believes that there is nothing inside of you that you haven't already overcome and that you can transform your recordings and perceptions. Join in to explore the art of manifesting and the importance of understanding your true dominant thoughts in the journey to realizing your desires." Standout Quotes: • "The way most of us have been exposed to the law of attraction is that you will attract into your life what's in harmony with your dominant thoughts." [Dr David] • "All you have to do is be playful, have as much fun, be as curious as humanly possible, and you will automatically raise your vibration." • "Higher vibrations control lower vibrations; it's a law of physics." • "The two fastest ways to change your body feelings are to change your posture and to change your breathing. Your physiology controls your psychology." • "Your physiology can make you feel like a winner or a loser, and you have the power to control it." • "There is nothing inside of you that you haven't already beaten. There's just a part of you that doesn't realize it yet." • "Remember a time when you felt the most amazing, thrilling, fulfilling, all-encompassing pleasure ever. As long as it's powerful pleasure, or victory or joy, it's going to be a higher vibration that you can work with." Key Takeaways: • Understand that your dominant thoughts are crucial in what you attract into your life. Focus on aligning your dominant thoughts with your desired outcomes. • Realize that there are multiple laws and principles at work in the Universe, and it's essential to explore and understand them to make the law of attraction work effectively. • Embrace playfulness and curiosity as tools to raise your vibration. It's a scientifically proven way to enhance your perception, adaptability, intelligence, resourcefulness, and persuasiveness. • Recognize that your energy and vibration significantly impact how others respond to you. By being more playful and light-hearted, you can influence others positively. • Acknowledge that positive energies like love and gratitude have higher vibrations than negative ones. Cultivate these positive energies to attract more positive experiences into your life. • Avoid using affirmations only when you're in a bad mood. Instead, make them a regular part of your daily routine to maintain a higher vibration consistently." • Remember that the law of attraction is not just about wishful thinking; it's about aligning your thoughts, emotions, and actions with your desires to manifest your desired outcomes. • Realize that the power to change your state is within you. You can choose to feel like a winner and achieve your goals by controlling your mindset and body. • Acknowledge the importance of anchoring positive emotions and colors within yourself. These can serve as a source of strength and protection against negativity and self-doubt. Episode Timeline: [00:07] Meet today's host "Dr. David Schneider" [10:11] How can people reprogram the mind for success using the laws of attraction? [20:12] How can playfulness raise vibration and manifest desires? [25:57] How is manifestation related to state control through breathing and posture? [28:18] How can positive energy be harnessed through visualization? [32:28] What is the use of affirmations for personal transformation? [38:41] How do we tap into personal beliefs and desires? [44:14] How does self-reflection affect manifesting desires? [48:56] How can resistance be eliminated and affirmations supercharged? [55:01] Is it possible to manifest money through affirmations? Learn more about Dr. David Schneider at: Website: http://www.davidsnyder.com/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/dr-david-snyder-02aa23213/

Ben starts the show in NYC where Dan Shulman is set to call the Jays and Yankees series, the Vladdy turnaround and making the case for David Schneider to hold a position even through some recent offensive struggles. Next, Bruce Boudreau on the art of coaching, motivating players and - on Babcock - the need to evolve and how to draw the line when disciplining players (25:40). Later on, the great Mark DeRosa from MLB Network, team USA Manager and former Blue Jay shares his thoughts on playoff races, the strength of Jays pitching and why players really do care more than they usually lead you to believe (51:55). We close with Luke Fox (1:15:28) opening up Leafs training camp, Nylander's contract and what we can expect from youngsters like Knies and Robertson.The views and opinions expressed in this podcast are those of the hosts and guests and do not necessarily reflect the position of Rogers Sports & Media or any affiliates.

Ben starts the week with the Jays/Rangers series with serious playoff implications, and to put that into perspective, we speak with Ryan Dempster – Canadian MLB pitcher and now on MLB Network. Later, Mike Trout trade rumours and what it's like for a player when they are traded in the media and, in Ryan's case – without conversation – despite having a no-trade clause. Next, Alvin Williams recaps the incredible run by Canada, why the tournament doesn't resonate in the US, LeBron trying to recruit the next Dream Team and why the Olympics are the top of the mountain for international hoops (25:56). Later, Shi Davidi from Rogers Centre on the Jays/Rangers, whether David Schneider needs a regular spot on the roster next year, plus, reports today that Alek Manoah is out for the rest of the season (1:02:56). We close with Peter King of NBC on Week 1 in the NFL and how the weeks ends in New York City on the anniversary of 9/11 (1:18:22). The views and opinions expressed in this podcast are those of the hosts and guests and do not necessarily reflect the position of Rogers Sports & Media or any affiliates.

Thank you for checking out this week's episode of the Baseball Together Podcast, baseball family! Brig and Brad get things started with some MLB news that includes the fight between Cleveland Guardians third baseman Jose Ramirez and Chicago White Sox shortstop Tim Anderson (Brig breaks down their technique), more fighting in the White Sox's clubhouse, a stellar debut for Toronto Blue Jays second baseman David Schneider, your weekly Shohei Ohtani report, the Baltimore Orioles suspend their TV broadcaster, weekend sweeps, and a Week 17 fantasy baseball update. The guys then share their version of power rankings with emoji tiers. Enjoy! Play VersusGame with us: https://btpod.onversus.com/ (affiliate) Use code "BTPOD" at check out for 10% off Chinook Seedery: https://bit.ly/3Act6Fg (affiliate) Thanks for joining us! If you enjoy the podcast, please leave us a rating and a review. Be sure to subscribe so you don't miss an episode! Check out the links below to follow us on social media, submit to the mailbag, leave a voicemail, and support the show with our affiliates. Baseball Together only partners with companies we believe in. Get exclusive Baseball Together content on Patreon: https://bit.ly/3JDXV6W  Play VersusGame with us: https://btpod.onversus.com/ (affiliate) Shop Fanatics and get your gear for the season: https://fanatics.93n6tx.net/9WmE4E (affiliate) Use code "BTPOD" at check out for 10% off Chinook Seedery: https://bit.ly/3Act6Fg (affiliate) Use code “BASEBALL2GETHER” at check out for 5% off Seed Sack: http://bit.ly/3KNBM9L (affiliate) Watch More of the Podcast: http://bit.ly/37FNkqi  Join the Facebook Group: http://bit.ly/2QzPmQM  Follow us on Twitter: https://bit.ly/31IYoSl  Follow us on Instagram: https://bit.ly/2QES6gn  Follow us on TikTok: http://bit.ly/3tFOnBl  Do you have a question for Brig and Brad? Submit a question to the mailbag or leave a voicemail and they'll give you a shoutout on the show! Submit to Our Mailbag: http://bit.ly/2P5UtIV  Leave Us a Voicemail: https://bit.ly/3iFXL1Z Support the people who support us! Follow the link below to learn more about how you can support the podcast through our affiliate partners. Baseball Together only partners with companies we believe in. Use code "BTPOD" at check out for 10% off Chinook Seedery: https://bit.ly/3Act6Fg  Get a FREE month of Audible: https://bit.ly/3nvIVgt  Use code “BASEBALLTOGETHER” to save $20 on your first order with SeatGeek: https://seatgeek.com/   Support Our Other Affiliate Partners: https://bit.ly/3dJpuNr  --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/baseball-together/message

Hour 1: Boomer is back after over a week off and Jerry returns as well after missing last week. A lot has happened since they were last here. The Jets played in the Hall of Fame game and Boomer was happy to see Joe Klecko have his well-deserved moment. Jerry was in Texas last week and got to witness first-hand how big the Justin Verlander news was in Houston. He was also surprised how much more attention baseball was getting down there compared to football. Training camp isn't what it used to be. Mekhi Becton barely played Thursday but that's ok. Anthony Rizzo didn't say anything about his concussion symptoms. Is it fair to blame the Yankees for not noticing something was wrong? Boomer has a more optimistic overall view of the Yankees. They've dealt with a ton of injuries but are still somehow over .500. C-Lo is in for Jerry and Boomer reiterates how incredible it is that the Yankees have won as many games as they have this season despite so many injuries. A lot happened in yesterday's Yankees loss to the Astros and Jerry said fans in Houston aren't afraid of the Yankees. In fact, they mock them. Giancarlo Stanton had an embarrassing play on Saturday when he didn't run heading to the plate from 3rd base. Carlos Rodon was awful and is hurt again. Harrison Bader isn't concerned about the team at all. The Mets haven't won since the trade deadline. Jose Ramirez knocked Tim Anderson down in a brawl. In the final segment of the hour, Jerry shares a story of meeting a fan of the show in Houston. Stugotz left Boomer a note volunteering to fill in whenever Gio is out…but what about Jerry? Jerry reviews the ballparks in Houston and Arlington. Hour 2: Jerry wonders how many of the highest-paid pitchers in baseball are actually earning their money. Boomer has a problem with how Max Scherzer pitched but even more with how he acted. Boomer runs through the Mets issues and says losing Edwin Diaz was more impactful than anyone realized at the time. He was the “soul” of the Mets. C-Lo returns for an update and the guys detail their recent injuries. John Sterling couldn't believe the game Jake Meyers had for the Astros on Sunday. Has Giancarlo Stanton been worth what the Yankees are paying him? Aaron Boone defended Stanton not running on Saturday. Whether it's Stanton or Luis Rojas, someone messed up on that play. New Yankee reliever Kenyan Middleton torched his old White Sox team and their lack of rules. In the final segment of the hour, Boomer and Jerry discuss 50,000 Eagles fans showing up to watch a training camp practice. Carson Wentz is still unsigned. It's been some fall for him since being the frontrunner for the MVP. Jalen Hurts and Daniel Jones both cashed in big time after proving themselves last year. Hour 3: Boomer has some fun at Jerry and Eddie's expense for not being in football mode. There has been a lot of turnover in the coaching ranks this offseason, especially at the coordinator spots. Jerry thinks Patrick Mahomes is underpaid. When will Joe Burrow get his extension? A caller says now that Boomer has allowed Stugotz into his life, he will never leave Boomer alone. C-Lo returns for an update and begins with sound from Saturday's Hall of Fame induction ceremony. Joe Klecko thought the Jets would have won another Super Bowl by now. The relationship with teammates is more important, just like with radio shows. Darrelle Revis had a message for the Jets fans who turned on him and burned his jersey when he signed with the Patriots. Suzyn doesn't know what something being “lit” means. Getting out of parking lots after concerts is a disaster. Richard in Manhattan called Moose and didn't let Moose get a word in. The guys comment on CLo's SNY colleagues and CLo shares a crazy story related to Blue Jays rookie Davis Schneider. Radical realignment has hit college sports again. How will it impact Jerry traveling with Rutgers? In the final segment of the hour, Jerry looks back on some of baseball's best brawls after Jose Ramirez and Tim Anderson faced off. Boomer remembers some of the fights he got into on the field. Hour 4: Jerry asks Boomer, who has a more positive outlook on the Yankees than most, if the team has enough to make a real run this year? Boomer applauds the Yankees for being over .500 but wonders if the latest injury to Carlos Rodon might be too much to overcome. It's a miracle they are over .500 but are in a tough spot moving forward. Jerry wonders if the Mets, despite all of their problems, have a clearer path in the future than the Yankees. Boomer worries about the Yankees pitchers staying healthy and what the Mets nucleus will look like. Is Jeff McNeil a problem? Jerry sees a clearer path for the Mets because of their core and farm system. Boomer would send Brett Baty back down to triple-A for his own good. Boomer would also hire a “hard-ass” manager. Which Yankees players are part of their core? Has Gleyber been their most consistent hitter this season? Boomer thinks there's a toxicity surrounding the Mets and possibly the Yankees too. C-Lo returns for his final update of the day but first, the guys wonder if rebuilding in New York works. Jerry makes Boomer listen to Aaron Boone praise Yankees at bat quality. Dan Campbell is pumped for the season to start. Micah Parsons has lofty goals. In the final segment of the day, a caller explains how he got Joe and Fireman Ed together on the golf course. Jerry wants Boomer to golf with Joe.

Scott Shapiro is the author of Fancy Bear Goes Phishing: The Dark History of the Information Age in Five Extraordinary Hacks. You can read an excerpt of Fancy Bear at IEEE Spectrum, but in today's episode of Fixing the Future, Shapiro talks with Spectrum editor David Schneider about why cybersecurity can't be fixed with purely technical solutions, why the threat of cyberwarfare tends to be exaggerated, and why cyberespionage will always be with us.

In this episode we sit down and talk to David Schneider about his Hipster Quiver, other products, and what he is doing for the trad community.

What if a deal you close ends up opening doors you'd never expected? This is exactly what happened to John Sapone, our guest in Episode 3 of "The Winwire" and SVP of Sales at Snowflake.  Listen as he recounts the deal that brought him into contact with industry titans like David Schneider and Frank Slootman, and set him on his eventual path to ServiceNow & Snowflake amidst significant personal changes at home. See all episodes at https://thewinwire.com and contact us at winwirepodcast@gmail.com

Welcome to another episode of the SEO Podcast by #SEOSLY. I'm Olga Zarr, your host. Tune in for an insightful conversation with David Schneider, a veteran serial entrepreneur with a 15-year journey in remote business. David has successfully launched several businesses, including NinjaOutreach and LessChurn, and has now ventured into organizational management with Inspirar.io and UseFocus.co. Tune in for an insightful conversation with David Schneider, a veteran serial entrepreneur with a 15-year journey in remote business. David has successfully launched several businesses, including NinjaOutreach and LessChurn, and has now ventured into organizational management with Inspirar.io and UseFocus.co. -- --- I invite you to support me by either becoming my Super Follower or buying me a coffee. ☕️ https://www.buymeacoffee.com/seosly Thank you! --- In this interview, he discusses his transition from corporate life to becoming a digital nomad, visiting 60+ countries over 5 years, and his current role as CEO of Shortlist, an inbound marketing agency. Whether you're an aspiring entrepreneur or a business veteran, this discussion promises valuable insights and practical advice. Don't miss it! Follow Dave and check his businesses: LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/david-schneider-8a693115/ https://shortlist.io/ https://inspirar.io/ https://usefocus.co/ David's portfolio: https://zez.am/DavidSchneider Follow Olga Zarr or hire Olga to help you with SEO: Follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/olgazarr My SEO newsletter: https://seosly.com/newsletter/ My SEO Podcast: https://seosly.com/podcast/ To learn even more, go to https://seosly.com/blog/ You can hire me: https://seosly.com/hire-me/ Try JetOctopus

To succeed in business, it's essential to know how you will reach your customers. This is a critical question that many people overlook while focusing on their product's problem-solving abilities. Without a clear strategy for connecting with your customers, your business may struggle. Having funds, connections, or a revolutionary invention may attract attention, but in most cases, you need a solid plan for reaching your target audience. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/the-inventive-journey/message

n 2020, David Schneider, Church News chief copy editor and print production manager, began work with the Church News after working for Deseret News for 40 years in various writing and editing roles. Just as he was moving to a new job, he lost his wife, Carma, to cancer and a heart condition, leaving him as a single father to five children. This episode of the Church News podcast features his experiences navigating trials and change. He shares his decision to focus on the little miracles that reveal God knows and loves His children. Schneider talks about his work in the changing industry of journalism, his marriage and family — including the adoption of four children — the loss of his wife, parenting an adult daughter with special needs and how the gospel of Jesus Christ has helped him move forward despite complex life changes.  The Church News Podcast is a weekly podcast that invites listeners to make a journey of connection with members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints across the globe. Host Sarah Jane Weaver, reporter and editor for The Church News for a quarter-century, shares a unique view of the stories, events, and most important people who form this international faith. With each episode, listeners are asked to embark on a journey to learn from one another and ponder, “What do I know now?” because of the experience. Produced by KellieAnn Halvorsen.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

"We buy the on-site data from a good auditor and re-sell the data to other customers of this supplier."David Schneider, CEO and Co-Founder Qualifyze Our Enabler Invest-in-Hessen This show was made possible by Hessen Trade and Invest with their brand Invest-in-Hessen. You can learn more about them here (https://www.invest-in-hessen.com/). We also run a dedicated sub-podcast with all interviews and news in cooperation with them. Find it all here: https://techstartups.sounder.fm/ "I approached the company for an investment, and they sent me the chief of staff to vet the company. Over a few beers he decided to join me as co-founder, but the company never invested."David Schneider, CEO and Co-Founder Qualifyze The Founder This time our guest is David Schneider (https://www.linkedin.com/in/%F0%9F%87%BA%F0%9F%87%A6dr-david-schneider-1100a066/), Founder and CEO of Frankfurt-based Qualifyze (https://www.qualifyze.com/), a startup that helps in the chemical and pharma industry with audits. David did see a lot of places while studying in the Netherlands (Maastricht, Rotterdam), National University of Singapore and Università Bocconi in Italy. He was also and intern with JP Morgan in investment banking in London, Rothschild in Frankfurt, or BASF in Ludwigshafen. Before starting his own company, he was working as a consultant for more than 3 years. He tried to attract investment from a steel trading company, and he convinced the person the company sent to become his co-founder. The Startup Qualifyze (https://www.qualifyze.com/) started out as a marketplace for commodity chemical products, called ChemSquare in 2017. They soon realized that in the chemical and pharma industry the required suppliers' audits are a big hassle and they pivoted to help their clients with digitizing them. These audits are essential for supply chains in the chemical and pharma industry, where faulty ingredients can lead to deaths or damage to equipment or nature. "We decided to get the supplier qualification on our platform to make the chemical platform work and it turned into a new business model." David Schneider, CEO and Co-Founder Qualifyze Venture Capital Funding They raised a Series A funding round, led by HV Capital of 14 mn US$, which was disclosed in November 2021. Our Sponsor VinoVest Vinovest enables you to invest in fine wine. They work with master sommeliers, quantitative analysis, and their global network to help you build a great wine portfolio. The best thing: You can decide what to do with every single bottle, including getting it shipped to you to enjoy it. Learn more here: https://zen.ai/startupradio Using this link gives you 2 months of fee-free investing.