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If you were living in Western Europe in the late middle ages and early modern age, you might well come across partly eaten humans, whilst walking around in the woods, or even, alas, strolling in Paris. OBVIOUSLY these partly eaten humans had been attacked by werewolves! Duh! There were a lot of real wolves roaming around,  attacking humans, if the wolves had rabies, or there was a widespread famine affecting all the living beings, but of course the real wolves hadn't attacked and partly eaten the people you were stumbling over. No. It was the fault of actual humans, who, for nefarious reasons, had made deals with the Devil, and therefore could become wolves whenever they wanted, with the help of magic girdles and whatnot. Your hosts discuss the connection of werewolves with witches in the late middle ages and early modern era. Really, that would be the point of all this. But Anne is fascinated both by real wolves and the fact that it was only Western Europe that was in on this nonsense, on account of Eastern Europe doing other things altogether, and Michelle explains Peter Stumpp, who was ONLY a werewolf and not a witch, apparently. Also, John Steinbeck gets involved. Happy Halloween!

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 22 Belle, Paige, Hope, & Madness In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. To understand why Hope was currently so meek (for her) and attentive, you had to understand that her Father was a stern warrior-patriarch of a very proud and mostly traditional Korean family. At home, she was the dutiful eldest daughter in a family with no sons; here at FFU, she was aloof and deadly, except around Christina and company, where she got to be a relatively normal American girl in her early twenties. Hope's only experience with men was with her Father, who was rumored to have killed any male who looked at her sexually, or expected her to kill the ones he missed. At FFU there were no guys at all for her to form relationships with, until I arrived. It wasn't a Daddy-issue thing, Hope didn't charge off into the great unknown; she became a good student and learned, patiently and confidently. I would have time later to marvel at my brilliance; at the moment, Hope planting small kisses across my abs and chest as my shirt came up was beyond pulse searing. She didn't know stimulation so much as she understood how a body worked. She also was coolly efficient in easing my shirt over my head and off my arms. She used a strong, steadying maneuver to take each shoe and sock off before she removed my pants and underwear together. When she finished, she was left kneeling in front of me, my cock bobbing an inch or two from her lips. She stared at it. I cupped a hand over each ear and guided her lips to my blood-engorged head. I had no intention of ramming it down her throat; her parting of the lips was enough. It was on her own initiative that she licked off the pre-cum starting to appear along the slit. Her lips took in the top of the head and I stopped the pressure on her head. Hope quickly took over, leaning forward, taking in the whole head, retiring before bobbing back and letting her lips pass over the head to the start of the shaft. I let her figure out by using her mouth and wrapping my cock up with one hand what felt good to me. She was growing in confidence by leap and bounds but I was still in charge. I touched each shoulder and she looked up (pretty damn sexy with her cheeks dimpling in as she sucked my cock). "Stand up and take off your clothes," I instructed. I held her hand as she stood. Hope's removal of her clothing was no striptease, although it did have a certain military grace to it, physically perfect and fearless. Four times I had to stop myself from stepping up and ravish her as her body's muscles rippled under her smooth, ochre skin and her breasts swung loose, perfectly round and excited. "On the bed," I instructed. Hope turned presenting her taut athletic ass to me, each cheek rolling in tandem with each stride. She moved to pull back the covers but I stopped her with a word. "No," I corrected her. "I want you above the covers." Hope smoothly altered her motion so that she crawled on all fours onto the bed. She looked over her shoulder at me, deliciously presented, before rolling onto her back. I approached her on my hands and knees from the foot of my sleeping platform and languidly stalked up her body until I stopped and kissed her at the joining of the thigh to the torso. Hope remained attentive and quiet, watching me plant kisses on each side of her pubic triangle without touching it. As I worked my way up to her diaphragm, Hope raised her left leg, bent at the knee, foot resting next to her other knee. I gave a quick smile; Hope was relaxed and enjoying the moment, which is pretty special for a first-timer. I let my lips nibble along the bottom rib until I took a nip out of her waist and made her giggle. Hope shifted away as she brought the back of her hand up to stifle her snickers. I let her go. I wanted to give her a wide range of sensations to sample. Had I done this with any of the other women I'd taken to bed? No, but no two women are alike. The only person Hope compared herself to was Hope and I gave her that level of respect. I laid a path of licks and lip suction up her sternum to her far (left) breast. I circled the areola with my tongue, making sure to rub the nipple with my upper or lower lip as I made my circuit. Hope made this cute little coughing noise but otherwise remained still. Her nipple twirled around my tongue before I engulfed it with my mouth and started a strong steady suction that I accentuated by pulling my head up with her nipple extended by the upward maneuver. This earned me a twitching in her hips. Her raised leg began to flop back and forth to the side while the right leg pressed against me and opened up her crotch for exploration. I took the offer and ran my right hand along her inner thigh above the knee to her plump, moist cunt lips. On the first trip I pushed a finger in up to the first knuckle. I drew some of her juices down along her other inner thigh until I made a circle under her knee. She shivered slightly as I did so. I zigzagged on the return trip, this time running a finger from the perineum, dipping in to her cunt and making a quick twirl right beneath the clit. Two desperate breaths escaped past Hope's clenched teeth. Hope's orgasm was close, closer than she realized. I moved my lips from her breast to her ear once more. I also subjected her cunt to the energies of another finger. I made slow, shallow strokes directed at parting the labia around her now rather impressive clitoris, twisting it and squeezing it between my fingers. (Strong fingers are something you work on in Marksmanship btw.) When Hope's arms snaked up and wrapped me tightly to her, I knew she was on the home stretch. "I am going to take you now," I whispered in her ear. The thrill and confusion of my intentions tore her apart inside. She wanted to learn and obey but she also wanted to maintain her virginity, and the two ideas collided like twin locomotives. Remember, sex is in the mind and Hope's thoughts were on fire. I bit down on her earlobe at the same time I grappled with her right tit and gave several quick sharp spanks to her quim. "Zane!" she started out with a hiss but boiled into a thunderous shout. Her thighs clamped onto my fingers and she drove (no, she didn't claw, she impaled) her fingers into me like nails. The temporary deafness in my right ear was its own reward. I kissed her, running my tongue along the top and back of her teeth while her body shook and shivered. When the last of the tremors subsided I released her and pushed up with my arms, keeping my elbows half bent. "Zane, I'm sorry. I've hurt you," Hope sounded worried that her fingernails had blood on them. The pain was nothing compared to the humiliation I'd go through in the showers tomorrow. Rio took perverse glee crowing over every new sexual scar I accumulated. "Hush now; on your knees facing me," I commanded. This time Hope gave a barely noticeable blink before complying. She sat there attentively, her ass resting on her heels and her palms on her thighs looking smoking hot with damp thighs and perky nipples. I shifted up the bed, keeping to my side until I was properly positioned. I then reached for the back of Hope's head and confidently directed her toward my cock once more. Hope picked up right where she'd left off; slurping my head like a lollipop. Hope didn't get overly ambitious. She sucked me in, rolled my head around her mouth using her tongue with the occasional sojourn an inch or two down my shaft. Being at loose ends since Hope was drooling all over my rod so well, I reached out and began fondling her closest breast. This time I was rough, milking her breast, gripping the base of the breast and pulling down until I pulled the nipple. No response from Hope wasn't a bad thing; if she didn't like it she'd let me know. A few more pleasurable minutes with Hope and I sat up and put my other hand on the small of her back (I have really good abdominal muscles). I brushed my hand knife-like and pinkie first down between her ass cheeks. I brushed her anus but only briefly because my target was her cunt once more. She was hot, wet, and welcoming. I worked two fingers in and pumped her as hard as I dared. When I had her rocking her hips in response to my thrusts, I jumped my fingers down and vibrantly worked over her clit. Hope choked and little shimmies emanated from her hips. Again, I switched things up on her; I moved my hand up and rotated my forefinger against her anus until it gave way. Hope made a slight gagging noise but recovered masterfully and upped the tempo of her blowjob. "Come this way," I directed her by pulling her right buttocks to me. Hope wiggled from the waist slightly so she could look down the length of my body into my eyes. I repeated my hand motion, her eyes flashed with pleasure and she quickly straddled my body. Now her cunt was nearly at mouth level (Hope's pretty tall) while her blowjob continued non-stop in our '69'. I gripped a buttock in each hand, pulled them apart and then lifted my head to her honey box. With my first lick, Hope's resolve began to fracture. I would grove my tongue, move her hips over me and then lick from her clit to the bottom of her cunt. I massaged her several times before resting my head and alternating my fingers in. When my tongue lapped at her creases once more, I trailed a finger up to her anus, no reaction. I tickled her backside for half a minute, then substituted my tongue. I probed delicately and Hope stuttered in response. I went back to twirling her clit while pushing my index finger through her sphincter. Her oral attentions finally broke down. She let my cock plop out of her mouth and rested her forehead on my hip while the overwhelming sensations crashed over her senses. I felt the tightness of her anal cavity around my finger and her cunt throbbing against my tongue. I pushed deeper with my finger and her juices started flowing as Hope became more and more aroused. Valiantly, she stepped up her game, kissing and sucking one of my balls into her mouth. I moaned, which made her very happy. Hope's clit played along my lips as I took it in and sucked on it. She was rubbing my cock shaft as she tantalized my balls when she felt it start to pulse in her hand. My cockhead was engulfed by her lips and she remorselessly gobbling up the top third of my cock with the addition of a little twisting motion with her head and throat. "I'm cumming," I growled. "Take it all but don't swallow until I tell you to." Hope drove me on faster and harder and I reciprocated on her two holes. When I took on her clit once more, it wasn't in the form of a monster wave crashing on the beach but like a building tsunami pulling the energy before pummeling in one overwhelming surge. I poked a second finger into her anus to drive her over the top. Hope's back arched violently and a thin stream of fluid squirted into my mouth. She humped my face and squeezed my fingers in her asshole in a corkscrew fashion. "Zane!" she belted out musically. "Oh, God, that's great, umm, oh, yes, don't stop." My member slapped against my stomach and my balls were starting to boil and I couldn't hold back for long. Several more flexes and grunts came from Hope before she settled down enough for me to get her to do what I wanted. "Hope, I'm cumming," I ground out once more and just in time. Hope barely got my shaft upright and her lips over my head before I began ejaculating into her mouth. She breathed sharply through her nose but didn't choke or spew. Time after time she took my seed until I mustered the strength to let her know I was done. Hope dismounted me and resumed her kneeling position supported by unsteady thighs. I was a little slower in following her though her eyes sparkled when I looked into their brown depths. "Show me," I told her. Hope opened her mouth and I saw my semen brimmed inside. I kissed her lower lip along its entire length then did the same to her upper. I didn't take any of my jizz this time, that would came another time. For now, "Swallow," I spoke, and she did in a mighty gulp. I pulled her into me and led us down onto the comforter, Hope resting in my embrace. I soaked up the gentle passion of the moment with Hope in my arms. When she started kissing me on the neck I realized that was her way of asking for more. I twisted my body and pulled Hope past me so she could extend herself onto her hands and knees with me at her side. She lowered herself, letting her long, luxurious black hair cascade over her far shoulder. My hands roamed over the back of her neck and shoulders while I kissed her mid and lower back. I shifted from her side, ending up behind her. I gave a slight nudge to her calf to get Hope to open her legs wide and let me position my hips behind her. I gave my rod a few strokes to get it ready but really the visual tableau of the tightly sculpted muscles of her shoulders, back, hips, and buttocks made the physical stimulation superfluous for me. Keeping my eyes on Hope, I leaned way back and rummaged under the rolled-up blanket at the foot of the bed. The heating pad I'd asked Barbie Lynn to place there made finding the vial of viscous scented oil that was being warmed up easy. I was pleasantly assured of my feel for Hope to notice she hadn't looked back to see what I was up to. That took a great deal of confidence and trust. The serenity with which Hope greeted the thin stream of liquid as it steamed while flowing from her tailbone into her cleft was intensely arousing to my sight. I set down the container and began rubbing the oil in. First I started around the anus but I soon moved over each cheek, massaging them as well. When I coasted down to her inner thighs Hope figured out what was really going on and I could swear I heard a phantom cough of amusement. She knew I'd tricked her in a playful way. A few seconds later she pieced together the why, distracting her was secondary to easing the fatigue creeping through her thighs, lower back and ass brought on by several tense orgasms. There would be no muting of our joining. For ten minutes she relaxed and soaked up the hot oil working into her flesh. I restarted my efforts by kissing each hip, signaling her that I was anxious for her flesh. I placed one hand on the small of her back and lined up my cock at the top of her ass crack. I gently rocked forward, pushing my cock onto her back. Swaying back, I let my cock slip off her ass, letting it swing free before thrusting forward once more. This time I directed it languidly along the base of her cunt, letting my cockhead part her lips and plow her furrows until I touched then passed the clit on my way through her pubic hair and beyond. I repeated this orchestra of lust, adding in a movement where my bulbous head pressured her sphincter to the point of violation before sliding elsewhere. "Jesus, Zane," Hope sung out, "make up your mind. You are driving me crazy." Hope wasn't being exhorted to climax by any loss of control; it was the tension brought about by not knowing what direction the lesson was going to take. For someone else it would be as if you were reading LA Confidential one night only to discover that the last quarter of the book was missing and not accessible until the next morning. "There will be no intercourse for us tonight, Hope," I informed her. I began pumping along her cunt, mimicking the fucking motion. Time and again I let my cock head cut along her labia, brush her clitoris until it was stimulated by the low ridges along the shaft. It didn't take long for Hope to start pushing back against me to maximize my 'depth'. Hope clenched the sheets as we both increased the violence of our impacts. Her breath was coming in labored huffs and sweat began beading up all over her skin. Considering how fit Hope was, I was impressed with the intensity with which she embraced our sympathetic coupling. "No, not yet; keep going," was her self-encouraging mantra. "Don't let go, don't let go. Push him, push him harder." I scooped up the long tail of Hope's hair and guided her body up off her hands so that her back slid up and down my chest. Our hands did a little dance of their own. She ended up with her left reaching across and holding on to my right at her breast. My right still held the majority of her long locks, and I used those to give a silken caress to my coaxing of her right breast to sensual overload. My left hand landed on her stomach and used that perch to push her harder into me with each thrust. Her left hand wandered back to my ass. Hope's nails dug in deep (am I being marked/branded?) and she matched her pull with my push between her legs. When she finally succumbed to her climax, vaginal juices washed over my cock and down both our thighs. I was perfectly poised to support my lovers body as she surrendered to her orgasmic impulses and erotic energies coursed chaotically through her system. Her murmurs signaled she was regaining control and she made it definite by placing a series of kisses along my right arm. I coaxed us down on the bed facing one another. "I still don't know if I want to have sex tonight," Hope smiled sleepily. "It is your choice to make," I answered. "We both know you have the confidence now to make that decision when you are ready." "Are you looking out for me, Zane?" Hope teased me wearily. "Of course. I look out for all my ladies, even those who can take care of themselves just fine," I noted. She nodded and I realized that she'd tentatively opened the door into her inner circle of friends. "To answer an earlier question, I take no pleasure in ordering you around as some kind of power trip. I communicated with you in a manner that maximized your focus on our caresses." She nodded and gave me an affectionate peck on the forehead, reaffirming her dominant status. "You will come with me and shower," she ordered me. I retrieved two robes and my shower kit and a naked Hope lead me to the Solarium shower. We did not bathe ourselves; we lathered, rubbed, and rinsed the other, and I could tell Hope relished the experience. "Tell me something: how come you and Heaven have never snuck off in the woods and knocked boots?" she mused. "You are not asking because you think we did and didn't talk about it so you must be wondering what it would be like if we did, so yes, I would fuck you if you asked me to while doing a little shooter-spotter bonding out in the forest," I related to Hope; on the Marksmanship team, I was the spotter to her shooter. Her eyes flashed like lightning on a pitch black night. A powerful, lethal rifle in hand and a lover penetrating her was Hope's aphrodisiac, her perfect storm. "You should get ready for that. I definitely think it will make us a more simpatico team," Hope smiled and rubbed her breasts against my chest. "Are you going to make me obey you?" "I'm going to stick a ponytail up your ass and make you call me Master," I confided. "Oh, so how do you want your bullets; orally, anally or at high-velocity?" she remarked as her grin became more feral. "I've got nothing but love for you, Baby," I joked. We finished toweling off and headed for the bedroom area. We immediately noticed that while the sofa-beds were still open, they were unoccupied. Had we been that loud? I'm being rhetorical, I am the soul of discretion but I bring out the vocalist in every woman I meet. Inside the screens I could make out the forms of multiple girls having already settled in under the covers. Rio and Mercy were intertwined at their usual place on the far side of the bed. Barbie Lynn was curled up, facing away from us, in the middle of the platform, and Vivian was on her back, eyes closed, stretching out on the near side. I motioned Hope to follow me to the spot between Barbie Lynn and Vivian at the foot of the bed. She looked down at her carefully placed clothes then back to me. Her gaze went to the clock on one of the wardrobes, back to me, then she followed. We lay in each other's arms for a few minutes as our hair dried and bodies wound down. "Umm, that was definitely more than I envisioned, Zane," Hope sighed happily while staring up at the clouds in the night sky. "I need to be going but I look forward to seeing you in the morning." "No, you are staying the night," I stated. Hope pushed herself up into a kneeling position, hands on her thighs and her ass resting on her heels. "You are getting off on ordering me around, aren't you?" Hope smirked. To maintain the illusion, I didn't answer. I did get on my knees, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled us both into a kneeling, upright posture. Our mutual attraction brought our fresh bodies into contact. Hope exhaled and let her hands come to rest on my buttocks and the side of her head rest against my collarbone while my hands cupped each of her ass cheeks. Hope then did something I hadn't even imagined; she purred like a sated cat and snuggled firmly into my embrace. "Thank you, Zane," she whispered. "You're welcome, my Little Thunder" I responded. I knew I could have said something like 'you are worth it' or 'you did all the real work,' but I went with what felt right and those were the words she wanted to hear. Never just another Monday Morning. Death is inevitable; no one can force it upon you or save you from it. "Zane," a woman whispered in my ear. It is a testament to my out-of-control sex life that I didn't immediately know the identity of the woman in my bed even though drugs and/or alcohol were not involved. "Yes, Hope?" I turned and whispered back. "We are surrounded," her eyes glimmered. Indeed, we had been surrounded in the few hours we'd been asleep. Barbie Lynn had crowded in on Hope's section of the bed. As Hope rolled onto her side and snuggled into me, Barbie Lynn wiggled in behind her and pressed her magnificent boobs into Hope's back. She had even put her upper arm to rest on Hope's and had situated her right lower thigh and calf between Hope's legs. On the other side of the equation, Vivian was on her side, left leg laid over my thighs and left hand on my chest, on top of Hope's hand. Both our new female companions were sound asleep and snoring softly. "What do you want me to do about it?" I inquired quietly. "I don't know," Hope seemed conflicted. "Barbie Lynn is having a good dream." "And?" I wondered. "Her nipples are digging into my back and she's humping my ass," Hope grinned. At least she wasn't offended. "What would you do?" "Turn over slowly, push her on her back, spread her legs and then slip two fingers into her cunt and pump her," I tried not to snicker. "Work in small circles, then start suckling on a nipple; she likes a bit of teeth." "I've never been sexually involved with a woman," Hope said. It wasn't a statement but a declaration of an issue she was contemplating. "You would like to see Barbie Lynn and me, pleasuring one another, would you not?" Hope mused. "Absolutely," I nodded slightly, enough not to wake our companions. "I'll bring it up to her over breakfast," she informed me thoughtfully. "I need to look into her clear blue eyes when I talk this idea out with her." "She'll like that," I murmured, "and that is what she deserves too." Though asleep (we hoped), Barbie Lynn nuzzled into Hope's ear and let her hand drop down onto Hope's closest breast. "She's not making waiting easy," Hope looked worried concerning her desire to postpone the encounter. "The best things in life are never easy," I pointed out before we both drifted back off. Good News,  Rejection I woke up with the feeling that something was wrong but I couldn't place it. The alarm wasn't going off, the phone wasn't ringing, and there were no sirens screaming. Vivian, on my left side, had worked her way between my arm and my body and was draped over half of my form. The awkwardness only increased when I realized she'd slid a hand between her legs. That wasn't so bad except it also meant the back of her hand was also rubbing along my cock. Her other hand had come to rest against my neck on the far side and her face was blowing softly on my neck's near side. Remember the arm she'd separated from my side? The devilish hand at the end of that arm had somehow wedged itself under her underwear and was holding one of Vivian's ass cheeks. Vivian began the slow, steady process of awakening, bringing about a strange paralysis in me. As her mind wandered its way toward alertness, both of her hands fidgeted slightly. My pulse jumped and my rod raced to iron hardness against her wrist as she stirred. "Your hand is on my ass," she murmured. "I'm sorry," I gulped. "I wish I could say I was sorrier but I'm not. My only excuse is that I was asleep when it happened." "I know, Zane, I put your hand on my ass," Vivian said, her breath tickling my jugular. "It was already close and, I was curious." I blinked up at the ceiling, having moments ago misread the evidence and believed I'd violated this woman's trust in me. "I am going to spank you," I seethed. "I am going to strip down your panties and spank your ass for putting me through what you just put me through." "Does it buy me any goodwill if I tell you that Chastity brought some things over for Hope last night?" Vivian wondered. "They're over on the dresser. That's why I cut the alarm off, so you two could get some more sleep." "The alarm is off," Hope whispered. "What time is it?" She didn't sound so happy. "I didn't hear you wake up," Vivian apologized. "Long-range shooting involves controlled breathing," Hope answered. "What time is it?" Vivian rolled over, leaned off the bed, and retrieved her phone. "5:27," Vivian hissed back to us. "Oh," moaned a sleepy Barbie Lynn. "I guess Zane and I will have to do it in the shower again, not that I mind," she finished with a sexy grin. "No marathon session if you go downstairs," Vivian cautioned. "Zane and I have already showered," Hope said, "So we can avoid the ritual at this time." "How was it?" Barbie Lynn propped herself on an elbow and gazed upon Hope's face. "I will never look at Zane touching or kissing another woman in the same way," Hope imparted to her. "I'll talk about the details when I've digested the lessons I learned last night." "Yes, lessons," Hope confirmed as she rolled back the covers and sat up. "It is his chosen method for our sex play, that of female student and male instructor." "That's just fascinating;" grumbled Rio, "but some of us do need showers. If Zane doesn't put in an appearance, hey, what are you doing, Monkey?" Rio's attention turned to Mercy. Mercy had rolled on top of Rio, elevated on all fours, and was now sucking on and nibbling Rio's left nipple. "Did I tell you to do that?" Rio quizzed Mercy. Mercy shook her head in the negative but kept hold of the tit in her mouth. "Don't you worry, you annoying cunt," Rio grinned evilly, "I've got something planned for your insubordination this time. Now scoot." This time Mercy did wiggle off Rio. "Why don't you play teacher/student with me?" Barbie Lynn teased me. "You eat ice cream with a spoon and steak with a knife, Barbie Lynn, but hell, if you want to play Merry Monk and Naughty Nun with me, I'm game," I grinned. Barbie Lynn's grin equaled mine and added a salacious tongue running along the lips. She is my best sexual partner ever. "Before you run off can I ask Zane for one favor first?" Vivian asked the ladies. I was hoping she'd be considerate enough to ask me too. "Atta girl," Rio perked up. "Ride his face. Get his patented tongue-tickle wakeup call." "That's not what I have in mind," Vivian responded. "Sure," Barbie Lynn answered Vivian's request. "What; are we stockholders in Zane now?" Hope inquired. "I withhold my vote until I know what Zane has to do and how he feels about it." "Thanks, Hope," I looked over at her. "You are my spotter. If you are distracted, your performance suffers and so does mine," she smiled. "It is enlightened self-interest." Yeah, right. "I understand, Hope," Vivian nodded. "I knew if I asked Zane, he would consult with you ladies so I elected to take on any of your rejections myself. Zane, would you let me cuddle up against you for a few more minutes? That's all I want." "Sure," I agreed. This wasn't going to be so hard. Unfortunately, fate is cruel and I'm an idiot if there was ever any doubt. Vivian maneuvered so that her back was to me and she was pressed into my body. Hellish complication number one: when Vivian had leaned off the bed, I had removed my hand from her underwear, causing it to have ridden half-way down her ass. Hellish complication number two: I sleep naked; my cock was hard and wedged between said ass cheeks, and I mean wedged in deep. Hellish complication number three: "Zane, could you wrap your arm around me, please?" Vivian murmured. I had a feeling she had closed her eyes, feigning sleep, so I draped an arm over and rested it on her stomach, nice and safe. Vivian took my hand and pulled it to a point underneath her right tit and slightly into her cleavage beneath her shirt. Okay, I'm thinking, I'm still safe. I can do this for a few minutes and not crack. I had a really good time with Hope last night and I'm not running at a 100% over-stupid like I normally am. Vivian started to stretch, her back arching away from me while her shoulders and hips pushed in. I had to admit that her hair smelled great. I knew what to do next, but then I realized that what I had to do was think like someone who didn't know what to do. (Confused? Join the club) "What do I call you?" I whispered into her ear. "Vannie," she responded quietly. 'Vannie' must be the nickname her boyfriend uses. "Time to wake up, Vannie," I breathed. Vivian kept arching her back, with some gradual hip rotation added to the mix. My cock was rubbing down between each buttock; my hand was being pushed over the top of her shirt-covered breast. I had a reprieve when the bell's edge of my phallus caught on the waistband of her panties. Vivian swiveled her hips a few more times and then rotated her shoulders so that the palm of my hand wove circles over her breast. Her enticed nipple came out to play by twisting with my movements. I still had some hope, though, that she'd stop soon. When she ran her hand from her stomach to her crotch I prayed that a little self-stimulation was all she was seeking. With her left hand, which I hadn't tracked, she worked her panties half way down her thighs before resuming her gymnastic routine. Then her fiendish hand migrated over her thigh and cheek until it wrapped around my cock and gave it a squeeze. I had to do something quickly. "Vannie," I whispered with more urgency, "you really need to wake up." Vivian faked a yawn then wiggled violently against my hips. This allowed her to force my cock through her ass crack and between her thighs. Vivian was showing a surprisingly inherent talent as a champion lap-dancer. I had done the whole pseudo-sex thing last night with Hope so why was I being subjected to this again? "Vannie, I wish you didn't have to go." That caused a hiccup in her performance. Her hip movements became almost romantic in their tenderness and a low contented growled emanated from her chest. I racked my personality assessment of Vivian to figure out what to do next. Sexual conduct is best when you know what your partner is looking for and meeting that expectation. I took my hand from her breast, sauntered it up her sternum to her neck and jaw. I tilted her head toward me. Her eyes were still closed as if asleep so she made no reaction as I leaned in for a chaste kiss, no tongue. She kissed back in an equally tender fashion. "You need to wake up, Vannie," I said one last time. She nodded, gave me another kiss, and then let her head settle back on the pillow. "Thank you, Zane," Vivian told me as she looked up and over her shoulder at me. "Fuck it all, Bro!" Rio yelled. "Your cock is in her ass. Fuck her! Fuck her! This is your chance to nail the stuck up bitch." "She's not a stuck up bitch and my cock is not in her ass," I countered. "Trust me," Barbie Lynn provided her input, "if that meat was up her ass, the look on her face would be totally different." What happened to normal days of waking up where we greet each other, ask about our plans for the day, and wonder what we are having for breakfast? Seriously, who has discussions about what a girl's face would look like with my cock up their ass first thing in the morning? "On that wonderful note, I'm going to, I suddenly realized I was boned by reality. I had nowhere to go. I didn't need to shower and I didn't have to be anywhere for an hour and a half. Speaking of boners, why wasn't Vivian letting go of my cock, which she held tightly against her cunt lips? Well, if you can't be happy, "Vivian, could you stay with me a little longer?" I requested gently. "That's it," Rio chuckled. "Lure her in with that patented Braxton seduction then tap that ass good." There was rustling from Rio's side of the bed. "Mercy, you stay put." "I'm going down and talking to the other girls," Barbie Lynn announced. "Zane, I'll explain things to our shower buddies." With that, she scooted away from the covers and crawled off the foot of the bed. "I'm going to put some clothes on," Hope spoke up. "It is something of a marvel that so many of you seem comfortable in your nakedness but I'm not there yet." She too made her way off the bed and to the clothes Chastity had left for her friend. "Sure, Zane, I'll stay a little longer if you like," Vivian was finally allowed to respond. I nestled into her and she molded tightly to me. As I was busy inhaling the scent of her hair my hand returned to her stomach. This time it was a little lower, like brushing the top of her pubic hair lower. Vivian did me two better. Her right hand reached back and stroked my hair as I rested my lips on her neck, innocently of course. Her left hand was up to far worse; she reached down and began to pet my cockhead that was conveniently poking between her legs at cunt level. At that point, I'm trying to figure out why in the hell Vivian is torturing me. A loud slap of a hand on ass echoed to me from Rio's side of the bed. Mercy squeaked. Then it occurred to me; two could play at Vivian's game. The hand on the stomach wandered up her body, underneath her sleeping jersey and began fondling her left breast, including the occasional pull on the nipple. Another spanking resounded from the Rio/Mercy duo as I freed my left hand from beneath me and wrapped up Vivian's hair. I tilted her head toward me and began kissing her lips. Her mouth opened at my approach and we were soon wrestling back and forth with our lips and tongues. A third slap of Rio's paddle on Mercy's ass rang out. I began pumping against Vivian's ass. As my cockhead withdraw deep into her muscular thighs her hand followed. I stopped when her fingers touched her clit. I'm still somewhat unclear on how Christian school girls stand on masturbation but it obviously didn't matter that Vivian was doing it right now, she had her shirt bunched up above her breasts, her panties around her knees, and my cock massaging her cunt. Two more smacks echoed from Mercy's paddling which concluded with a squeal of pleasure. Sometimes those two, I guess the next step is for them to be the first FFU openly lesbian couple or a Bonnie and Clyde crime spree, based on which way the neuron misfires in Rio's noggin. As for which way Vivian's brain was going off the rails, I wasn't totally certain. "Yes," she broke our kiss. "Yes, yes, yes," she panted. We were now rocking with some real synergy. She titled her face away from me and placed her chin on her chest as her breathing became rapid and shallow. Farther down, my cock and her fingers became impossibly slick with a mixture of my pre-cum and her vaginal fluids. I picked up the tinglings from her cunny first but they rapidly spread to her stomach and thighs. "Yes, oh, yes, oh, Holy God, ugh, ugh, ugh, Yes!" Vivian cried out. More liquid sloshed against my cock, not too much but enough to make me shoot, all over her hand and thighs. "Oh, oh, oh, it's been so long," she wheezed through tortured lungs. We rapidly put the brakes on our action and settled into a comfortable embrace. A minute later she gave me one last playful ass wag and sat up. My cock was thankfully going into a dormant state. Vivian had swung her feet off the bed, then turned and kissed me (chastely once more). "Thank you, Zane," she smiled as she began lapping my semen off her hand. "I can't wait to try this out with my boyfriend." Plus side: Vivian was getting the courage to get back with the long-time boyfriend who had 'accidentally' taken her virginity. I'd like to make Vivian's quality of life better. She also liked the taste of my seed. Down side: I'm back to being a practice dummy for the ambitious girls around me. Also, she liked the taste of my seed. "I appreciate you letting me loosen up and work out some of my issues with you," Vivian completed. Why can't a woman be satisfied with being a total jerk to me so I can stay angry with them for more than five seconds? I know there are chicks out there that get out of bed, sneer down at their former lover, and belittle them before laughing like the Wicked Witch and sauntering out the door. I blame my misconceptions on Lifetime TV, my Aunt watches it, honest. I flopped down on the bed and stared at the last bit of dark skies before the first rays of sunlight drove them away. Hope stepped into my field of view, grinning, with her ponytail dangling down and tickling my nose. "Zane, I really care for you and I am saying this with the utmost sincerity," Hope began. "You should have let Christina throw you out that first day," she smiled. "I have trained in the martial arts since I was five yet I've never seen anyone take a beating like you have in my entire life. The Energizer Bunny has nothing on your staying power, Zane. From Barbie Lynn at the beginning of the semester to Vivian right now, you just get it coming and going. I'm in awe with your inability to learn from your mistakes. I mean that in the kindest way." "Have I done anything right?" I sighed. Hope grabbed my nose, pinched it painfully, and yanked my head over for eye-to-eye contact. "You do a lot right, Zane, no pity party for you. I can name a dozen women who would charge into a burning building to save you, me included," she pointed out. "Zane, I want to protect you, and my Father taught me to ignore the cries of my own family if we were ever attacked because that would reveal my position," Hope informed me. Man, that is just plain fucked up in so many ways I don't even want to get into. What kind of father does that to his little girl? "I've never had a pet; I sleep with an automatic pistol under my pillow and a combat shotgun beneath my bed. I couldn't imagine anyone would consider himself a man unless he was versed in at least three forms of combat. I don't think I need to go into my instructions should a man touch me inappropriately, much less touch me when I was naked," she smiled warmly. "Wait," I mused after a moment's retrospection, "you want to protect me? Can't I be the one protecting you?" "Okay," she replied thoughtfully, "after Karate Club today, you and I can spar and if you can take me two out of three submissions, I will allow you to protect me." Wait, I am going to risk getting my ass kicked for what? It isn't like she's going to sleep with me if I win, and I can definitely get some action with Cappadocia if I refuse. "I'd like to but I have plans," I shrugged. "I am sure Cappadocia will understand. Besides, I might finish you off quickly and the two of you can get at it when I leave," Hope countered. "What makes you think, ?" I get out. "Zane, you live in a glass house, literally. You and her are no great secret," Hope interrupted. "Fine, let's see who gets schooled this time," I agreed. "So, how many years of Karate have you had?" "None," she smiled sweetly. "If it matters, I am advanced in the teachings of Taekkyeon, Hapkido, and Geom Do." "I have no clue as to what those styles are," I admitted. "A striking techniques style, a mixed martial arts style, and Korean Sword fighting," Hope informed me without a hint that she was offended by my ignorance. I knew that was a vast simplification of what those schools taught but from my limited experience, we could sit back and discuss them for twenty years and not cover every nuance. What I did know was, this school had more than its fair share of females unusually skilled in the arts of killing their fellow sentient life forms. Wait, was this the Hell Mouth and I am surrounded by an army of Buffy's, Faith's and Willow's? Did that make me Zander? Maybe I was Oz. He got to be a werewolf after all. "Where do you go," Hope asked with intense curiosity, "between that blink of your eye and the next?" "I'm imagining what you look like without your bra and panties on," I lied. I said that because I wanted to see her reaction, not because I had a hope in hell of her believing that. She did nothing. "I try to put my current circumstances in a context, no matter how crazy, that allows me to figure out what I should do next." "I should have known that you would embrace a cosmic embryonic spirit when making crucial decisions," Hope noted. Translation: I'm nuts. "I am glad you pierce through my many layers of obfuscations to see the real me," I retorted. "I am glad you see the real me too," she smiled. I got dressed, pulled out some homework, was jumped by my cohort of hotties, stripped down so they could examine my new collection of war wounds before finally letting me regain my clothing and dignity, while the ladies whispered conspiratorially about me. With the help of Vivian and Iona, I actually made it to the Dining Hall for breakfast by seven. Hope, Barbie Lynn, and Vivian broke free and headed for the senior tables first but soon it was just Iona, Rio and me. Paige stopped by only long enough to check on our status; I kissed her on the inside of each wrist and she ran her fingers through my hair and straightened my collar. I had Rio check me for electronic devices because Paige likes me but she is in the Time Lord Mafia, as is Iona. I have a little feud going on with their leader. On the way out the door, Raven caught up with me for a status update on our project. She'd written a beautiful opening paragraph and I told her that we would have the books from George Mason on Wednesday or Thursday. We asked how our weekends went; she went to the Soccer match up in Maryland and I had avoided sex the entire time. Raven seemed pleased by the news and I'm not even in a relationship with her. Okay, I may be the only one who believes I'm not in a relationship with her but I'm happy ignoring the rest of the world at this moment. Once I passed the Dining Room threshold I was brutally reminded that I still had Handmaiden's Duty. She was a nice, voluptuous junior named Georgia who was quite tall and quite well stacked. My task; to name all the descendants of Noah listed in the Book of Genesis. Every time I got one wrong I had to kiss her. I'd complain about the blatant sexual harassment but a) I like kissing girls and b) I could do without the ridicule of the entire school, check that; anymore ridicule from the entire school than what I was already getting. My some miracle I made it through enough names for Christina and company to surround us (Vivian, my guardian, was right there too). Georgia suspended her punishment gracefully as Heaven pulled me aside. "We have a date for Tuesday night," she beamed like a thousand suns. "Cool. Should we bring anything?" I inquired. "No. She's doing barbeque pork chops and chicken breasts, plus some other Southern stuff that I have no clue about what it is," Heaven informed me. "What is a hush puppy?" "Deep-fried corn meal batter, I think," I tossed out there. "When do we go over?" "5:30, and she'll have beer for me and Doctor Pepper or Sun Drop for you," she giggled. She was of legal drinking age and I wasn't, and Danica, our date, was a Lancaster City patrolwoman. "I'll meet you at the car, Babe," I grinned down at her while squeezing her in my arms. "But we have to be going," I noted. Arriving late to Assembly was unforgivable. "Zane, I've decided to tell my Father about you," Hope dropped her bomb right as we headed off again. I stumbled. "Zane?" Vivian and Georgia asked simultaneously. "Do you know how I say we should all live every moment as if it were our last? Well, never have I felt that to be truer than right now," I grinned fatalistically. "Thanks Hope." Around Memselbub, or whatever his God-damn name was, I lost track of Noah's grandsons and began kissing Georgia a lot. About Using-Half-The-Damn-Letters-In-The-Alphabet's name, I caught a furtive hand movement by Rio and Mercy give a little jolt but I didn't have time to delve into that right then because I caught sight of Cordelia coming to Assembly from another angle. I had a stroke of inspiration, or maybe I just had a stroke, because I dropped my bag and charged the svelte, sexy brunette Top Gun of the Time Lord Mafia, aka the Science Club, and it was about time I applied a fresh coat of paint (whoop ass) to her little red wagon. I pushed through the crowd of girls and got within six feet of Cordelia before I registered on her radar. Cordelia is a quick thinker and meticulous planner so it took her only one foot of space to figure out that this was the 'he's got no plan' that she'd been told about. I chose the blindly opportunistic blitz attack because even I didn't know what I was doing, so how could she figure it out? Cordelia squealed, dropped her book bag, and ran for it. Now, I'm not really the moron that I often appear to be and this attack was not me blindly flailing at the world. Safety laid in either a building she could shut the doors upon entry or the Assembly Hall. Her problem was that both options sucked. She'd have to push through a press of girls to get inside the Assembly Hall; I was bigger and stronger and would definitely catch her if she tried that. Running to another building, then, was her only real chance. That was a problem of physics, crowd dynamics, and physiology, all of which she was good at. Sure, I was the faster runner, but Cordelia would break free of the crowd first, giving her a head start. The question was; would it be enough? Cordelia made for Simmons Hall, which was a good plan except for one annoying aspect of school life, politeness. Two girls were hurrying out of the building but stopped to hold the door for her, and me. Had Cordelia made it to the stairwell at the end of the hall she could have held the door against me long enough for us to risk being late for Assembly. It was good, quick thinking. The politeness cost her one lonely second and that was all it took. I grappled her in the hallway and rolled us onto the ground. Cordelia was giggling and screeching and trying to wiggle free but I would have my revenge. I finally got her on her stomach and her arms pinned behind her back when Vivian caught up, looking incredibly peeved. "Okay, Zane, you got me, you got me. I give up," panted Cordelia. "That's nice," I responded. I hooked her closest leg, flung off her shoe and yanked off her sock. "Damn, Zane, are you going to make me walk around barefooted?" Cordelia snickered. "Nope," I answered as I went after her other foot. Cordelia struggled but not overly much. It was all fun and games until I tied one sock around her ankle then secured the same side hand to the ankle behind her back. She fought harder to keep the other wrist/ankle set free but I got those to. I'd hog-tied her, sort of. "Oh, come on," Cordelia moaned, starting to get pissed. "Zane, stop this," Vivian warned. "Vivian, do you want to see pictures of us, you and I, on the internet? Because that is exactly what this is about," I explained. "Cordelia feels like she can fuck with my life without repercussions. I'm not even asking her to stop, only to give me a warning before she does anything that is going to make my life rough." "Things like Barbie Lynn and me in the shower, Cordy," I grumbled. "But it was so hot to watch, Zane," Cordelia countered. "All it takes is two phone calls; one to me and one to her," I pointed out. "Vivian, can I have a red marker?" Vivian thought about it for a second, then handed it over. I went around to Cordelia's face and began writing on it. Cordelia was fuming and only got angrier when, by touch alone, she figured out what my message was. "Fine," Cordelia growled, "lesson learned. Let me up." "Nope. They will find you when Assembly is over," I informed her. Now she thrashed about for real. "Don't do this, Zane," Vivian cautioned me. "I'll explain later, I promise," I responded to my guardian. "Cordelia, we are going now. Do you need anything?" "I could use a sip of water," she smirked. I went over to the water fountain, drank some in, filled up my cheeks then knelt down beside her and let her suck the water out of my mouth. "Umm, Zane spit, my favorite flavor," Cordelia joked. Vivian and I made for the door. "Oh, come on, Zane," Cordelia called out. "This isn't funny anymore. Let me go." "They will let you go around 9:05 when the first students show up, Cordelia," I shouted over my shoulder. "I hope you give this little exhibition some thought." As we sprinted across the campus grounds, we spotted Iona standing guard over my book bag. "Thanks, Iona," I grinned. "It was something I had to do." "Oh, it gets worse," Iona sighed morosely. "Zane, it wasn't my idea." She handed a cloth bracelet made of an intertwined white and green thread to Vivian. "I'll get you a blue thread as it seems you've earned it." Any explanation was cut off by the bell for Assembly. We raced into the seats various compatriots had saved for us with bonus confusion of having Georgia sitting next to me. Chancellor Bazz was back in charge but I didn't have too much time to notice; Georgia had returned to her Bible quiz and I was screwing up big time. Much secretive kissing ensued. Once we exited the Assembly, the mass of us disseminated to our various first classes. Iona had to go a different way than me but Rio stuck close. I noticed she and Mercy both had more elaborate bracelets. "So, what's up with this," I tapped it. "He-he," Rio gloated. "It is an indicator of what you've done to us, or we to you." "Whose idea was this?" I groaned. "Three guesses, Brainiac," she laughed. "What does mine indicate?" Vivian worried. "Kissing and groped," Rio snickered. "I'll make sure you get your blue strand asap. That means you've been naked with him." Vivian gave me a concerned look. "Still feeling sorry about leaving Cordelia tied up?" I joked. "Our Lord Christ teaches us to forgive those who have trespassed against us," Vivian quoted. "Wait, you guys tied up Cordelia? Where? And can I go get me some?" Rio exulted. "She's free by now," I let down my buddy. "He did write 'Paige is smarter' on her face with a red marker," Vivian added. "Bro, she is going to kill you," Rio giggled. "Nah, Cordelia is angry but she doesn't buy into revenge," I stated. "She will look for other schemes to control me and I'll find other ways to keep her in line." "What has Cordelia done to control you?" Vivian asked. "Vivian," I sighed, "why do you think Cordelia would create a free porn site with my sexual antics as the main attraction? She can see me perform whenever she wants, but why share it?" "That is convoluted as fuck," Rio griped. Vivian was thinking that over. "So she gets at you by putting at risk the women you are with," she thought out loud. "You two are playing a game of chicken. She threatens to expose those who have sex with you, and you dare her to do just that. It seems to me you two are putting other girls at risk in your simple little game." "It is not a game, Vivian, it is not little, and it definitely isn't simple," I explained. "It is not me versus Cordelia any more than it is Rhaine versus Christina, or the Progressives resisting Chancellor Bazz. Everyone wants something and most are willing to aggressively pursue those goals. I mean, you found a use for me in less than four days." "I, I, Vivian stuttered because I'd laid bare this morning's activities. She was saved by the entrance to my classroom. She dropped me off, then returned to her normal schedule. My ass had barely touched my seat when I got a text. Apparently, I had an important phone message. It turned out to be from the Vice Chancellor's office. "Hello," Ms. Reveal, who, like the Vice Chancellor, was new to the school, answered, "Doctor Scarlett's office." "Hi, this is Zane Braxton. Did you assign me a meeting with the Vice Chancellor?" "Yes, Mr. Braxton, and you have one minute to get here," the young lady informed me. "When did Doctor Scarlett tell you to call me?" I asked, right as Ms. Goodswell walked into the room. I was almost out of time. "I don't see how that was relevant," Ms. Reveal sounded cross. "Well, sorry then, but the nine o'clock hour isn't good for me. English rocks so call me back when there is another opening in the good Doctor's schedule," I said smugly. "Wait, you can't, Reveal got out before I hung up. I enjoyed the class while noticing that no one rang me back. I was suspicious that Scarlett was yanking my chain and no calls pretty much confirmed that. At the end of class Virginia Goodswell pulled me and Raven, my project partner, aside. After all, last time she'd seen us together, we'd had, difficulties. "Are you two making positive progress?" She smiled to us. "Yes, we are," Raven chimed in. "I've created our opening statement and Zane is getting four books from George Mason for us to use as source material." Virginia looked at me askance. "Raven, this might be a good time to inform you that we are getting those books under a third party's name because Rio picked his pocket and checked them out using his student ID and password," I told my partner. "Zane, if you are exhibiting this much larceny for a freshman English project, what are you going to do for Finals?" Virginia teased me. It was clearly too late to chastise me. "As I recall, the Library of Congress's security is provided by the lowest bidder," I retorted. "God give me strength," Raven and Virginia said with perfect symmetry. I may not be respected but I am treated with tolerance and compassion, which is more than I should expect. Vivian escorted me to the second class of the day, Biblical Archeology, which I shared with Rio. At the door Vivian tapped my arm. "At Homecoming I'd like you

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

Well well well, if it isn't another man with the inability to regulate his emotions in a healthy way... At least he worked it out through painting and unsent letters? Yes, I guess we can give credit where credit is due...  Come listen on this Friday as we go through the life of this GOTH ass painter. There will be obsessions, there will be GIRLS GONE WILD references, and there will be ART! Duh! Xoxo The BB's Art Helper link:  - arthelper.ai - https://tinyurl.com/artist-pricing-guide Our music is all sourced from Epedemic Sound where we pay for the rights to use songs in the podcast. For that reason, they may not be readily available on streaming accounts. Songs from today's episode:  - Visualize: The Haunted - Luella Gran - Closing: the Haunted House - John Abbot  

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It's time for Red Flag on the Date! The Dirt, we play Over/Under and a PDD Dance update. Plus Taylor is not just going to quit music now that she is getting married.... Duh. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Wie wirken sich Klimaklagen auf die Nachhaltigkeit in Unternehmen aus? Dieser Frage sind wir mit Caroline Tiefenbach von der Deutschen Umwelthilfe (DUH) nachgegangen. Die DUH ist seit langem an Klimaklagen gegen umweltschädliche Unternehmen wie Mercedes Benz oder BMW beteiligt. In diesem Bereich entwickelt sich derzeit einiges. Besonders bedeutsam ist die jüngste Entscheidung des Internationalen Gerichtshofs, der Entschädigungszahlungen bei Klimaschäden für möglich hält. Dadurch wird die Luft für betroffene Unternehmen zunehmend dünner und das finanzielle Risiko steigt weiter an. Darüber hinaus haben wir uns mit dem Thema Greenwashing beschäftigt – ein weiterer Bereich, in dem die DUH aktiv im Interesse der Verbraucher:innen tätig ist.

#1- When stupid "show off" gringos get robbed: Are they asking for it or is it just bad luck?    #2- Why do so many young adult Black American tourists wear gaudy, stupid bling: Duh... Don't they know its an idiot's invitation to get robbed?    #3- The Gringo “tourist” uniform and look: Why Latinos can spot us a mile away…   #4- Is Guatemala still a good choice for your Plan-B or is the bloom off the rose?     #5- The ins-and-outs of buying prescription drugs in a Latin American pharmacy and flying back home with the stuff: Will US customs mess with you or not?    #6- A listener does 6 weeks in a Mexican jail and buys his way out: Just another “boots on the ground” story…  #7- Our own Expat Captain Mango has developed a unique one-on-one Crypto consulting and training service (he's been deep into crypto since 2013). To get started, email him at: bewarecaptainmango@gmail.com 

Hotness is an ENERGY. You could be the most objectively hot person but if there's nothing going on behind those beautiful eyes, it's a wash. Physical attributes aside, have you ever wondered why you're so attracted to someone? What makes them so hot? This week I share my five hot takes on what makes someone undeniably hot, that has nothing to do with their physical appearance or looks. It's what's on the inside that counts. (Duh.)IG: @syncd.up

Hit it, Slackers!On this week's episode, I'm debunking the myth that the best guitarists always deliver the greatest solos. Sure, virtuosos like Eddie Van Halen shred with jaw-dropping skill, but do their weedly-weedly-dee solos always elevate the song? Not necessarily! Sometimes, simpler is better—think melodic, tasteful, and hummable solos that truly serve the music.Is Eddie Van Halen a better guitarist than Mötley Crüe's Mick Mars? No question. But does he craft the best solos? Not always.  Is Eric Clapton an all time great? Duh, but why does a guy named Mike Slamer have one of the best power ballad solos of all time?In my opinion technical prowess doesn't always trump soulful, song-driven solos. Expect a heavy dose of ‘80s classics, a nod to a ‘70s gem, and some early 2000s bangers. 

Do You Love Me as Much as the Kids? A Conversation Every Couple Needs One of our friends recently asked his wife, “Do you love me as much as the kids?” and it sparked a powerful conversation about love, priorities, and intimacy in marriage. Many husbands have shared with us, through messages or emails, that sometimes they feel like they come after everything else, especially the kids. And yes, this can go both ways, of course.Instead of quickly answering, “Of course not! Duh!”, take a moment to reflect on your own marriage. Does your spouse feel the need to ask this? Why? It's not a bad question, it's deeply important. When discussed in a loving, thoughtful way, it can strengthen connection, clarify needs, and prevent resentment.In this episode, we dive into:Why husbands ask this question and what's really underneath itHow wives may unintentionally spark this concernHow to balance parenting and marriage without guilt or competitionConversation questions that can transform your connectionPlus 5+ Questions Couples Can Ask Each Other on this episode:When do you feel most loved and prioritized by me?Do you ever feel like the kids come before you, and if so, what does that look like?How can I reassure you that you're my spouse first, even in busy seasons?What would “balance” between marriage and kids look like in this season?What's one intentional or fun thing we could do this week to remind each other that our marriage comes first?Tune in for honest, heartfelt advice that will inspire you to keep your marriage at the center of your life. If you haven't already, go check out the Ultimate Intimacy App in the app stores, or at ultimateintimacy.com to find "Ultimate Intimacy" in your marriage. It's FREE to download and so much fun! Find out why close to 1M people have downloaded the app and give it such high ratings and reviews!Check out the new UandI App we just released after a year in development.WANT AMAZING PRODUCTS TO SPICE THINGS UP? YES PLEASE... CLICK HEREFollow us on Instagram @ultimateintimacyapp for app updates, polls, giveaways, daily marriage quotes and more.If you have any feedback, comments or topics you would like to hear on future episodes, reach out to us at amy@ultimateintimacy.com and let us know! We greatly appreciate your feedback and please leave us a review.Enjoy the podcast or have some feedback for us? Shoot us a message!

It’s the premiere episode of Misstepping! And, Tori and Easton kick it off with a rhinestone-studded deep dive into the Dancing with the Stars Season 34 premiere. They are spilling sequined tea on everything that hit the ballroom floor opening night. Tori shares behind-the-scenes perspective only a DWTS alum can bring, while Easton jumps in with fan-level hot takes. Together, they gush over standout performances, size up early frontrunners like Robert Irwin and Whitney Levitt, and side-eye some surprises that already have people talking. It’s sparkly, shady, and super unfiltered. Duh, it’s Totally Tori— the premiere episode of Misstepping sets the tone for a season full of glitter and gossip.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It’s the premiere episode of Misstepping! And, Tori and Easton kick it off with a rhinestone-studded deep dive into the Dancing with the Stars Season 34 premiere. They are spilling sequined tea on everything that hit the ballroom floor opening night. Tori shares behind-the-scenes perspective only a DWTS alum can bring, while Easton jumps in with fan-level hot takes. Together, they gush over standout performances, size up early frontrunners like Robert Irwin and Whitney Levitt, and side-eye some surprises that already have people talking. It’s sparkly, shady, and super unfiltered. Duh, it’s Totally Tori— the premiere episode of Misstepping sets the tone for a season full of glitter and gossip.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It’s the premiere episode of Misstepping! And, Tori and Easton kick it off with a rhinestone-studded deep dive into the Dancing with the Stars Season 34 premiere. They are spilling sequined tea on everything that hit the ballroom floor opening night. Tori shares behind-the-scenes perspective only a DWTS alum can bring, while Easton jumps in with fan-level hot takes. Together, they gush over standout performances, size up early frontrunners like Robert Irwin and Whitney Levitt, and side-eye some surprises that already have people talking. It’s sparkly, shady, and super unfiltered. Duh, it’s Totally Tori— the premiere episode of Misstepping sets the tone for a season full of glitter and gossip.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It’s the premiere episode of Misstepping! And, Tori and Easton kick it off with a rhinestone-studded deep dive into the Dancing with the Stars Season 34 premiere. They are spilling sequined tea on everything that hit the ballroom floor opening night. Tori shares behind-the-scenes perspective only a DWTS alum can bring, while Easton jumps in with fan-level hot takes. Together, they gush over standout performances, size up early frontrunners like Robert Irwin and Whitney Levitt, and side-eye some surprises that already have people talking. It’s sparkly, shady, and super unfiltered. Duh, it’s Totally Tori— the premiere episode of Misstepping sets the tone for a season full of glitter and gossip.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It’s the premiere episode of Misstepping! And, Tori and Easton kick it off with a rhinestone-studded deep dive into the Dancing with the Stars Season 34 premiere. They are spilling sequined tea on everything that hit the ballroom floor opening night. Tori shares behind-the-scenes perspective only a DWTS alum can bring, while Easton jumps in with fan-level hot takes. Together, they gush over standout performances, size up early frontrunners like Robert Irwin and Whitney Levitt, and side-eye some surprises that already have people talking. It’s sparkly, shady, and super unfiltered. Duh, it’s Totally Tori— the premiere episode of Misstepping sets the tone for a season full of glitter and gossip.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A new barber shop opened up a few doors down from where Eddie gets his haircut a while back and since then Eddie has stayed a loyal customer. However, he just recently found out that Emily had been taking her son to the competitor this whole time!Sky's journey wround the world continues today with Sky's Wheel of Food where we take her to India to try Butter ChickenToday is Sydney Sweeney's 28th Birthday and we look to find out if she is one of the hottest actressess under the age of 30 (we already know the answer to this one... DUH)

A new barber shop opened up a few doors down from where Eddie gets his haircut a while back and since then Eddie has stayed a loyal customer. However, he just recently found out that Emily had been taking her son to the competitor this whole time!Sky's journey wround the world continues today with Sky's Wheel of Food where we take her to India to try Butter ChickenToday is Sydney Sweeney's 28th Birthday and we look to find out if she is one of the hottest actressess under the age of 30 (we already know the answer to this one... DUH)

In this episode of the Coffee & Questions podcast, Don & Gino share how they're approaching marketing for their upcoming in-person event, highlighting a deliberate shift away from relying on Facebook ads — a first for them. Instead, they emphasize the power of organic prospecting and relationship-driven strategies to fill the room.They discuss the tactical ways they're prospecting, from leveraging their existing networks and past attendees to tapping into referral partners and personal outreach. The conversation underscores the value of consistency, authenticity, and direct connection as alternatives to paid advertising.A big takeaway is that this approach has actually strengthened their event promotion, allowing them to create more meaningful engagement with potential attendees. It's less about broad paid reach and more about targeted, personal conversations that drive higher quality participation.Connect with Don & Gino:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/dongoettling24/ , https://www.instagram.com/ginofronti/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/don-goettling-8ba05a50/ , https://www.linkedin.com/in/ginofronti/Sales Mastery Event: https://www.salesmasteryevent.com/ Connect with Michelle:Website: https://bermanmediapd.com/ Instagram @BermanMediaSocialYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTgG-BvwWOQ_jEYDZ-gKVxQNeed a Dynamic Speaker for an Event or Group? Duh...Me!Email: Michelle@bermanmediapd.com

In this episode of the Coffee and Questions podcast, host Michelle Berman-Mikel interviews Jerrid Sebesta, a former weatherman turned breakthrough maker. They discuss Jerrid's journey from television to entrepreneurship, emphasizing the importance of alignment, overcoming the 'someday trap', and the role of fear in personal growth. Jerrid shares insights on surrendering to faith in business, the significance of authenticity in building connections, and the balance between inner work and strategic action. The conversation culminates in Jerrid's announcement of an upcoming live event aimed at helping others find their breakthrough.Connect with Jerrid:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jerridsebesta/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jerridsebesta/ The Breakthrough Effect Podcast: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-breakthrough-effect/id1807211899 Connect with Michelle:Website: https://bermanmediapd.com/ Instagram @BermanMediaSocialYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTgG-BvwWOQ_jEYDZ-gKVxQNeed a Dynamic Speaker for an Event or Group? Duh...Me!Email: Michelle@bermanmediapd.com

Two adult men and one teenage man gather around to polythene'e bomi koira rastai falai dewaSupport the podcast through Patreon - https://www.patreon.com/duhabpor Ko-fi - https://ko-fi.com/duhabpDiscord server - https://discord.gg/X94h4XWKMQTimestamps00:00:00 Preamble00:00:35 Intro00:05:30 Supershop theke dekhe shune product kinun00:14:05 Rabies paikhana00:27:40 GTA Vice City or San Andreas00:50:00 Why pirated games show up as "Space War" in Steam and other places01:11:50 Things we hate corner01:41:20 OutroThings MentionedSpace War (Video game) - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_WarClash of Clans (Video game) - https://clashofclans.fandom.com/wiki/Clash_of_Clans_WikiSlay the Spire (Video game) - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slay_the_SpireMarvel's Midnight Suns (Video game) - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marvel's_Midnight_SunsBangla Anime Podcast - https://www.youtube.com/@BangladeshAnimePodcastSolo Leveling (Anime) - https://myanimelist.net/anime/52299/Ore_dake_Level_Up_na_Ken?q=solo%20leveling&cat=animeDemon Slayer (Anime) - https://myanimelist.net/anime/38000/Kimetsu_no_Yaiba?q=demon%20slayer&cat=animeJujutsu Kaisen (Anime) - https://myanimelist.net/anime/40748/Jujutsu_Kaisen?q=jujutsu%20kaisen&cat=animeSplit Fiction (Video game) - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Split_FictionOur Mouthwashing gameplay - https://youtu.be/33nwwMuSmWI?si=YgZl1hJF_4QMOwub Listening to the show on iTunes/Apple Podcasts/Spotify/YouTube really helps the podcast gain exposure Apple Podcasts - https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/duh-a-bangladeshi-podcast/id1476834459Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/show/5PlMG5LYu2qGAfqAD25jSX?si=4ST-xWydSW6jS3JT2gENfA Saavn - https://www.jiosaavn.com/shows/duha-bangladeshi-podcast/1/rqXuuMO4G6g_YouTube - https://youtube.com/@duhabp 2nd channel - https://youtube.com/@duhboys DUH on social medias: Facebook page - https://www.facebook.com/share/1dw9ZYaiHC/Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/duhabp?igsh=MWVvbzJ3a2thcW82aQ== Twitter - https://x.com/DUH3ABP?t=IGVu-HTV9G53hZAK9zHPiw&s=09 TikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@duhabp?_t=ZS-8tD6xWgObFo&_r=1 ApurboYouTube - https://youtube.com/@apurbothea1 Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/apurbothea1?igsh=eHljMGo2dDJ3dHVj Twitter - https://x.com/ApurboTheA1?t=YN8TEn6gufngb_gSnygyag&s=09 MyAnimeList - https://myanimelist.net/profile/ApurboTheA1Grouvee - https://www.grouvee.com/user/105735-ApurboTheA1/RishatYouTube - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCFwHfBWsOZEW3cKFh_BWZawYouTube - https://youtube.com/channel/UCJ2S-k0MBh3Pn5Jhdq_s1OAIshmumYoutube - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCssbWLyz9JYIbGGGxxknnOgInstagram - https://instagram.com/kuddus.mia.42069?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=Twitter - https://twitter.com/Beeg_NontuMyAnimeList - https://myanimelist.net/profile/BeegNontuGrouvee - https://www.grouvee.com/user/123182-Dipjolfan42069/Bangladesh, Bangladeshi, Bangladeshi podcasts, Podcasts in Bangladesh, Bangla podcast, Bengali podcast, Podcast Bangla, Podcast, Bengal podcast, What is podcast Bangla, DUHABP, Ashrafuzzaman Apurbo, eatabrick, Some retard, duhabp, duh3abp#DUHABP #BengaliPodcast #BangladeshiPodcast #BanglaPodcast

On this episode of ‘The Kylee Cast,' Kylee Griswold discusses ‘Christian Nationalism' and debunks Tim Kaine's ignorant argument that our rights come from government, not God. Plus, media discover Trump is alive! (Duh.) And special guests Joy Pullmann and Elle Purnell talk birth control, marriage, motherhood, and more.

This week's show can be summed up in one simple sentence: Duh nuh nuh nuhnuh duh nuh nuhnuh diggidydiggy nuh nuh nuuuuuh. That's right, this week is all about GROOVE METAL. We're taking a chunky riff and making it stank. Join us as we talk about the origins of this now mostly-forgotten phase of metal. We're talking all things Max Cavalera, the godfather of groove metal. We're talkin' White Zombie's white-hot days of commercial success with groove metal. And, of course, we're talking about Pantera getting their pull in the realm of groove metal. Other bands featured include Fear Factory, Nailbomb, Lamb of God, Byzantine, Pissing Razors, and Brand New Sin. FOLKS.... It's a good one. Wanna dance like Rob? Then subscribe to the Patreon to hear this episode UNCUT and UNCENSORED. The big streaming platforms have been giving us absolute hell lately so if you would like to hear this episode in it's full, uncensored glory, go over to the TovH Patreon and give us a couple bucks. Otherwise, the episode is free here without all that legally-objectionable copyrighted music. This program is available on Spotify. It is also available on iTunes or whatever they call it now, where you can rate, review, and subscribe. Give us money on Patreon to get exclusive bonus episodes and other cool shit.

Saturday, 30 August 2025   “When an unclean spirit goes out of a man, he goes through dry places, seeking rest, and finds none. Matthew 12:43   “And when the unclean spirit, it departs from the man, it traverses through waterless spots seeking rest, and it finds not” (CG).   In the previous verse, Jesus spoke of the coming of the queen of the South rising up in judgment and condemning those of Israel in that generation, noting that One greater than Solomon was there. With that complete, a new thought begins with, “And when the unclean spirit, it departs from the man.”   There are various ideas about the interpretation of the words of this parable. However, a few clues help direct the analysis. In verse 12:38, the scribes and Pharisees had asked for a sign. Jesus' response noted that a generation, evil and adulteress, sought a sign. A second clue is that in verse 12:45, He will say that it will also be as “this evil generation.”   Therefore, the words apply to those He is speaking to, referring to their inherent evil. Therefore, “the man” is referring to them. He has an unclean spirit. If Jesus were to give a sign to them, oh boy! They would see it and accept the sign as some type of sure proof that He was their Messiah, as if they were free of their evil state.   While they are basking in this condition, Jesus says of the unclean spirit that “it traverses through waterless spots.”   In these few words are three newly introduced words. The first is dierchomai. It is derived from dia, through, and erchomai, to come or go. Thus, it refers to passing through an area. A single word that suits would be traverse.   Next is anudros, it is from hudor water (think of hydrate), which is prefixed by the negative particle a. Thus, it signifies “no water,” or “waterless.” The third is topos, a spot or location. One can immediately see the etymological ancestor of topology, topographic, etc. This unclean spirit is out in arid places “seeking rest.”   The obvious meaning is that it had a home in the man. It then left the man and went searching for a new place to settle down. However, men don't frequent arid places unless they have a purpose for being there. A man with a purpose is not a suitable place for an unclean spirit because the man is focused on his business.   But such an unclean spirit needs a person who is not clearly focused. He needs someone whose ears are easily tickled and who is swayed by goofy videos on YouTube that have nothing to do with proper theology. Instead, he wants sensationalism, just like those speaking to Jesus wanted a sign to excite their minds and stimulate their otherwise dull lives. This unclean spirit has looked for a suitable place, “and it finds not.”   There are either no bodies at all in the arid places, or those who are there have brought their own water and are satisfied with their pursuits, being actively employed in a life activity that would make them unsuitable to infest. Such was the case with John the Baptist –   “In those days John the Baptist came preaching in the wilderness of Judea, 2 and saying, ‘Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand!' 3 For this is he who was spoken of by the prophet Isaiah, saying: ‘The voice of one crying in the wilderness: “Prepare the way of the Lord; Make His paths straight.”' 4 Now John himself was clothed in camel's hair, with a leather belt around his waist; and his food was locusts and wild honey. 5 Then Jerusalem, all Judea, and all the region around the Jordan went out to him 6 and were baptized by him in the Jordan, confessing their sins.” Matthew 3:1-6   Life application: As noted above, unclean spirits revel in those who are not grounded in life's proper pursuits and activities. When humanity gets out of focus with what has been instilled in it by the Creator, unclean spirits find easy targets to infest and inflict them.   This is why larger cities inevitably fill with people who appear absolutely immoral and even demonic. In large cities, people migrate away from hard work and industry and turn towards social programs, easy access to easy lifestyles, attraction to sensationalism, etc.   There is an increasing hunger for things that replace the idea of a Creator God who holds man accountable for their actions. It is why cities normally shift towards left-leaning ideology. For example, abortion becomes common because lovers multiply. Because of this, consequences for affairs only get in the way of more affairs.   People gravitate towards what is fascinating, miraculous, etc. A magician can set up on the corner of a busy avenue and impress the people with tricks that are unexplainable to the masses. People think they possess special powers and abilities.   The newest Nephilim video on YouTube will score a million view, but the sound preacher who carefully explains biblical doctrines may get no views at all. Jesus refused to give a sign because He would have been appealing to the masses' desire for that which is sensational.   Stay away from this type of thinking. Focus on what is right, sound, and proper. Just because something sounds exceptional does not mean it is. The magician's tricks are always explainable. When they are revealed, people say, “Duh! I see now.” And then, they go looking for another magician to tease their senses.   Lord God, help us to think clearly and logically as we view the world around us. Help us to not get caught up in sensationalism and hype, but to pursue a path of hard work, careful and circumspect conduct, and – above all – a close and personal walk with You. Amen.  

TAYLOR SWIFT IS ENGAGED!!!YAY FOR US BEING LATE TO RECORD!! Let's chat about Taylor Swift's engagement (DUH), last week's The Summer I Turned Pretty episode, and the Minnesota State Fair. Submit your Burning Questions ⁠here⁠.YouTube: Taylor Fest VlogsInstagram: ⁠@burningthediscodownpod⁠⁠@kaiyaolsen⁠⁠@aspen.hammer⁠TikTok:⁠@burningthediscodown⁠⁠@kaiyaolsen⁠⁠@aspenswildestdreams⁠

Fresh off the tails of The Psyce's Mid Year Album Review episode and visual, it's time to get into some thinnnnggsssss. The internet is buzzing - for no good reason, and rightfully so - depending on who you ask. Between the people not letting several of our girls live AND the people still hooting and hollering about the King of R&B, Muse + Steph are setting the record straight. What happened to FUN???? Anyway, we also back down to the music halls and the venues so concert recaps are in order!!!!Follow Us everywhere @thepsycepodcastLike | Comment | Subscribe - we on YouTube and y'all need to see us! DUH!

Dateline: August 15, 2025. Rossifari Zoo News is back with a round up of the latest news in the world of zoos, aquariums, conservation, and animal weirdness!   We start off talking about me! Duh. Our headline story is about what's going on with Miso the red panda at Greensboro Science Center.We then move on to our births for the week, featuring NINE red panda births including ones at ZooMontana and Potter Park Zoo! We also have births from Altina Wildlife Park, The Utica Zoo, and John Ball Zoo.We then say goodbye to animals from The Smithsonian Zoo, Billabong Zoo, North Carolina Zoo, Houston Zoo, and Blank Park Zoo.We have additional Zoo News stories from the Smithsonian, Roasmond Gifford Zoo, Port Moresby Nature Park, and also a weird AI story. Conservation News stories include a new genus of tarantula, good news for the scimitar horned orax, and so much more! And in Other News, we talk about whales that don't like bullies and the fact that fish feel pain. ROSSIFARI LINKS: patreon.com/rossifari to support the pod rossifari.com @rossifari on socials @rossifaripod on TikTok 

Welcome to a new podcast series! The Timley movie of the month! Since Superman (2025) released we decided to talk about the original Superman motion picture starring Christopher Reeves. This podcast has spoilers - DUH! We posted this podcast last month for the patrons, but delayed it to this month for everyone else. If you want more timely podcasts please become our patron on Patreon. Please support 3Dor2D on Patreon. For ONLY $1 or $5 per month. Get more exclusive content, extended podcasts and more. For full info go to:http://patreon.com/3Dor2D3Dor2D podcasts are available via:Apple PodcastsiHeart RadioAnd more just search for “3Dor2D” 3Dor2D Podcast RSS FEED:http://www.3dor2d.com/podcast/?format=rssPlease follow 3Dor2D on:FacebookXInstagramLinked InPinterestYoutubeEmail 3Dor2D at: email3Dor2D@gmail.comWe hope that you enjoyed this podcast. Please subscribe to never miss a future 3Dor2D podcast. PoopPlease review the 3Dor2D podcast, it really helps us out. Thanks !

Are we older than most of the guys that show up at the new land investor events? Yes.. Are we still cool and hip to the industry? Duh.. That's no cap! That's why we go though, to keep the young guns on their toes and if we happen to learn a thing or two from … Read More Read More

In this episode of the Coffee and Questions podcast, Michelle Berman-Mikel interviews Ashley Inman, the Director of Member Relations at MBA. They discuss the importance of social media in building relationships within the mortgage industry, particularly the often-overlooked role of processors in the loan process. Ashley shares her journey in the industry, the significance of transparency and authenticity on social media, and how MBA engages with its members to provide value and foster connections. The conversation emphasizes the need for all team members, not just loan officers, to be visible and engaged on social platforms to enhance member retention and satisfaction. Connect with Ashley:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ashleyinman92/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/ashleyeinman/Website Links: https://www.mba.org/ Connect with Michelle:Website: https://bermanmediapd.com/Instagram @BermanMediaSocialYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTgG-BvwWOQ_jEYDZ-gKVxQ Need a Dynamic Speaker for an Event or Group? Duh...Me!Email: Michelle@bermanmediapd.com

It's Monday! That means Greg Dworkin was here. And it means there was a weekend catch-up marathon on Trump's “volatile side,” via the Abbreviated Pundit Roundup, and another installment in our more-popular-than-the-actual-hosts Tom Lehrer retrospective. Texas Republicans are redistricting. Yes, again! Or at least trying to. Dems are absenting themselves in order to deny them a quorum. Yes, again! Greg Abbott, meanwhile, says he's trying to absent them from office. Trump's stupid “policies” are starting to make the economy suck, and everybody knows it. So, you have to fire the knowers, or at least the tellers, starting from the top. Just like successful countries like Argentina do. Will that be enough to help MAGA forget about having their faces eaten by leopards? Perhaps, one day, their children will forget. If they ever have any. Everybody's been talking about this blockbuster dissection of a Dem fundraising black hole operation. And everybody's angry! But you may be pleased to know there's a plan to make fundraising black holes angry, too. You thought Greg wasn't going to say anything about the NYC mayoral race? Duh! They just polled the local space laser enthusiasts, to see what they're thinking. You thought Greg wasn't going to say anything about Epstein? Duh! Well, actually he didn't. But he meant to! Trump's hoping a different shiny object will distract people. Only this one's about Obama, and not everyone thinks that's so shiny, anymore. But dumbasses do! We'll never run out of dumbasses! Not while one of ‘em is president, anyway! (Remember when I said he was probably choosing Oval Office portraits for the frames, with no idea who was in the paintings? Well, yeah!)

Bussssssccchhhhhhh Light is the only beer that showed up on the Light beer list.... Duh.. New Phone Who Dis? Cheeto's losing it's orange dust,maybe? Stock up on your crunchies and puffs! Would you like to sell out a little or entirely? Butcher is All By Myself at the butcher shop. CANNOLIS!

We all know this business is built on relationships. But with so much emerging tech and shiny new tools, how do we make sure the human part doesn't get lost?In this episode, I had the chance to sit down with someone who genuinely feels like a mogul—Jake Vermillion. He's sharp, forward-thinking, and we unpacked some powerful conversations: Are we automating ourselves out of real connection? How should AI be used in prospecting? And what's behind the growing lack of intentionality in the space?If delivering a powerful, thoughtful consumer experience actually matters to you—this episode is full of gut checks that might just make you pause and rethink your approach. Connect with Jake: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jakebvermillion/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jakevermillion/Website Links: https://mortgagechampions.com/ Connect with Michelle:Website: https://bermanmediapd.com/Instagram @BermanMediaSocialYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTgG-BvwWOQ_jEYDZ-gKVxQ Need a Dynamic Speaker for an Event or Group? Duh...Me!Email: Michelle@bermanmediapd.com

Send us a textKatie and Bridget play a harmonica as they rewatch this NOstalgic Happy Hour pick: Sinners! It's a movie all about how if a bunch of creepy white people come to your door and start claiming they want to be part of your family... DON'T LET THEM IN! DUH! Come along we meet Stack and Smoke, twins who return to their hometown to open up a Juke Joint with all their people. They've got their cousin Sammie, aka Preacher Boy - who we really wish they would've called Preacher MAN; Delta Slim, the best drunk harmonica and piano player you've ever met; Cornbread, a guy who should have just held in his pee  - ya know?; Annie, the ACTUAL SAVIOR OF THE MOVIE THANKS ANNIE; Grace, a woman who really was just trying to go home already dang!; and Mary, a white lady who has gone viral on TikTok for all the wrong reasons. When their fun time at the Juke Joint gets interrupted by Remmick, an Irish small guy who loves to jig and culturally appropriate others, the rest of them have to survive those mofo vampires and make it to sundown. Because spoiler alert - they're vampires. We've got yearning men, bloody deaths, and an amazing Spotify soundtrack wrapped up in this awesome movie! Released in 2025, it was written and directed by Ryan Coogler and stars Michael B. Jordan, Miles Caton, Jack O'Connell, Delroy Lindo, Hailee Steinfeld, Jayme Lawson, Li Jun Li, Omar Benson Miller, and Wunmi Mosaku.

hi CHATTTT!!! this week we continued to giggle over y'all's "things that feel embarrassing that aren't embarrassing" !! in this episode we discuss why it's never embarrassing to bring up your peanut allergy (attention DUH!), that awful feeling of needing to scoot out of a booth when you're feeling sweaty, and our much awaited thoughts on the newest season of "the summer i turned pretty"!!!WE'RE SO EXCITED TO BE PART OF THE HEADGUM FAMILY!!This is a Headgum podcast. Follow Headgum on Twitter, Instagram, and Tiktok. Advertise on Two Idiot Girls via Gumball.fm.DREW'S BOOK IS OFFICIALLY AVAILABLE EVERYWHERE YOU CAN PURCHASE BOOKS!! GO GET IT!!!!For extra fun silly zoomie-filled content, JOIN OUR MEMBERSHIP!!! Visit patreon.com/twoidiotgirls for more info!!!FOLLOW US ON INSTAGRAM & TIKTOK :P@_twoidiotgirls | @deisonafualo | @drewafualoSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

In this recap episode, Lesley and Brad explore the foundational role of our feet in overall body health. Reflecting on Lesley's conversation with board-certified chiropractor and co-founder of Gait Happens, Dr. Jenifer Perez, they unpack the surprising impact foot function has on posture, mobility, and even mental health. You'll learn why toe strength matters, how modern shoes may be hurting you, and simple, effective steps to reclaim your foot health from the ground up.If you have any questions about this episode or want to get some of the resources we mentioned, head over to LesleyLogan.co/podcast https://lesleylogan.co/podcast/. If you have any comments or questions about the Be It pod shoot us a message at beit@lesleylogan.co mailto:beit@lesleylogan.co. And as always, if you're enjoying the show please share it with someone who you think would enjoy it as well. It is your continued support that will help us continue to help others. Thank you so much! Never miss another show by subscribing at LesleyLogan.co/subscribe https://lesleylogan.co/podcast/#follow-subscribe-free.In this episode you will learn about:The connection between foot function and whole-body movement.How toe strength directly affects your risk of falling.The hidden impact of modern footwear on foot dysfunction.How foot pain can lead to emotional and cognitive decline.How to shop more intentionally for shoes that actually support you.Episode References/Links:eLevate Workout and Q&A - https://lesleylogan.co/elevatewaitlistAgency Mini - https://prfit.biz/miniOPC Summer Tour - https://opc.me/tourUK Mullet Tour - https://opc.me/ukCambodia October 2025 Retreat Waitlist - https://crowsnestretreats.comSubmit your questions - https://beitpod.com/questionsGait Happens Affiliate Link - https://gaithappens.com?ref=mwe4ndk (Code: "LESLEY") If you enjoyed this episode, make sure and give us a five star rating and leave us a review on iTunes, Podcast Addict, Podchaser or Castbox. https://lovethepodcast.com/BITYSIDEALS! 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I'm Lesley Logan, Pilates instructor and fitness business coach. I've trained thousands of people around the world and the number one thing I see stopping people from achieving anything is self-doubt. My friends, action brings clarity and it's the antidote to fear. Each week, my guest will bring bold, executable, intrinsic and targeted steps that you can use to put yourself first and Be It Till You See It. It's a practice, not a perfect. Let's get started. Lesley Logan 0:59  Welcome back to the Be It Till You See It interview recap where my co-host in life, Brad, and I are going to dig into the grounding convo I had with Dr. Jenifer Perez in our last episode. If you haven't yet watched that episode, listen to that episode. You, your feet are missing out, and that means your whole body is missing out. Brad Crowell 0:59  Gait Happens. Lesley Logan 1:10  I am so excited that this is finally in your ears, you guys. I can't even, I've been waiting for this to come out. Anyways, they're really, really amazing. But before you get into your feet, today is July 10th 2025 and it's Global Energy Independence Day. We observe Global Energy Independence Day on July 10th yearly. It aims to raise awareness about the importance of alternative fuels. We are currently using fossil fuels as our sources, and they need replacing. Fossil fuels are non renewable and require a very long time, millions of years to form. They also are a source of pollution. On this day, on this day, we raise awareness against fossil fuels and focus on finding alternative sources that are renewable and relatively non-polluting source of energy. Michael D. Antonovich, a member of the L.A. County Board of Supervisors. Brad Crowell 2:16  Antonovich. Lesley Logan 2:17  Antonovich. Brad Crowell 2:18  Antonovich. Lesley Logan 2:18  Well, I think you could have done either way. Yeah. L.A. County Board of Supervisors started this day in 2006. Brad Crowell 2:25  Good for him. Lesley Logan 2:25  I know. And so we should all so do you know? Just like, just look at what you can, you know, obviously, some don't come at me. I know some of you live in places where you can't have electric car because it's going to be negative 30 and, you know, whatever, and that's hard. But like, what can't what what renewable resources can you use? You know, like, what can you switch out? Or how, like, what can you reduce or what can you be more thoughtful of? Maybe, instead of driving to work every day, you carpool with people, you know, just like things like that, because, like our friends, we've talked about them before, they take each other's kids to school. So instead of two cars going to the same school from the same neighborhood every day, they have one. Brad Crowell 3:05  Yeah, I love that. I mean, also too, you know what the grid taking more abuse because things are getting hotter and colder, it's important to have energy independence, even for your house. Yeah. How do we do that? You know how my parents used to do it? Firewood, you know? I mean, that's creating smoke when they're burning it. But I don't think there's that. I don't think there's a a full way out of non-pollution, because batteries take, you know, an effort to mine and make, but, but like, you know, fossil fuels also take energy to mine and make, mine and form and stuff like that. to Lesley Logan 3:34  People had to come out but, like, oh, well, what about the bat the electric car battery, and how long it takes. And it's like, okay, but the ozone layer, like the ozone layer, guys? Brad Crowell 3:46  Yeah. I mean, there's still a lot of issue with getting the materials to make the batteries themselves. But, you know, I think that there's, it's inevitable we need to transition away from what we've been doing for the past 100 years that has actually damaged our planet. Lesley Logan 4:00  And also, fight with the cities to make sure they have public transportation that is easier to use, because, like, if you could take a train or a bus rather than co-drive your car. Yeah, yeah. I'm not saying that you don't, like, we don't have electric cars, but what I am saying is, like, we also don't drive every day. You know, like we there's a certain thing that we what can we be thoughtful about? You know, like, how can we be thoughtful? We talked about this other day, about, like, the plants that you plant, like, are they native plants so that they don't need as much water, like, all these different things, so that, you know, you could just, we can keep this fucking world somewhat livable. Brad Crowell 4:36  Keep this world. Global Energy Independence Day is today, July 10th.Lesley Logan 4:41  All right. Brad Crowell 4:42  Yesterday, we hosted the eLevate workout. So if you missed it, the replay is available on the website. It's a workout that you could take for free. The reason that we hosted that workout is so that we could also answer questions that you actually might have about Lesley's mentorship program. It's a nine month program. It's called eLevate. It's specifically for Pilates teachers to help them tie everything together when it comes to this Pilates method that we have inherited here from from our dear Joe Pilates guy. Lesley Logan 5:10  Our dear Joe. Brad Crowell 5:11  Our dear Joe. The reality is that the way that marketing has taken the world by storm when it comes to Pilates is that most people just think Pilates is one of the many pieces of equipment that are involved in the system of Pilates, and they just don't know all of the other pieces. And often what happens in our training is that there's a major focus on one or two pieces of equipment, and people don't see the bigger picture. And so during eLevate, it allows you the opportunity to dive in on the Cadillac, the chairs, the barrels, and then, of course, also the Reformer and the mat. But you know, it brings it all together. Lesley Logan 5:47  It and it's even if you've like, I want to highlight it brings it all together. Even if you've learned all these things, are you using them as a system? Brad Crowell 5:54  Sure. Lesley Logan 5:54  Because that's something that, like, I think, is the most mind-blowing part of it all for the eLevators is to, like, see how all these exercises work together. And it's not like I'm doing Reformer Pilates, I'm doing Tower Pilates, I'm doing Wunda Chair Pilates. You're doing Pilates. Brad Crowell 6:09  I only do Toe Corrector Pilates, people, okay.Lesley Logan 6:11  Well, on this episode, I think we can be okay with that. All right. Next week, July 17th, Agency Mini is back. This is for Pilates instructors and studio owners who run their own business or want to run their own business, not for the Pilates employees, love you, but you there's not. Brad Crowell 6:29  Well, you can come in and join us. There's no reason you can't do that, but you're going to feel frustrated because you don't have control to adjust the things that we're going to be discussing.Lesley Logan 6:39  Yeah, or you can come because, you know you want to be doing that. Brad Crowell 6:42  That's right. I was gonna I was gonna argue it's still valuable, because maybe that's what you want to do in the future, is open up your own space, or have a home studio, or take some clients on the side, where you are in control of what you're charging. Lesley Logan 6:53  It's also okay to love being an employee like we love (inaudible). Brad Crowell 6:55  Totally is, 100%. Lesley Logan 6:57  So in Agency Mini, it's three days. We'll have a live webinar. We'll have a day where you do your homework, you can choose to use the Lesley on Demand tool. And then we'll have an office hours day complete with breath work. And there is two days of replay. So even if you are busy the 17th and 19th of 17th through 19th of July, you'll have two extra days for those replays. Brad Crowell 6:57  Three. 21st and 22nd of replays. Lesley Logan 7:17  Look how generous you are. That clearly was not something I said. So anyways, you guys, look at that. And if you go to prfit.biz/mini you can sign up. It's 62.50 right now. But there's ways to get coaching call with us. Even though you're not an Agency member, there's a lot of different little extra goodies in there.Brad Crowell 7:29  Yeah, I mean, 62.50 the value of the overall value is 980 bucks, y'all, we're set we're offering it to you for 62.50, so go to prfit.biz that's profit without the O dot biz slash mini.Lesley Logan 7:48  And then in a couple weeks, we leave for summer tour.Brad Crowell 7:51  I'm so excited this, y'all, Lesley and I have had a mission to make the van hospitable in more extreme weather, and we've been able to pull it off. We finally got an air conditioner heater inside of the van. So that. Lesley Logan 8:05  Yeah, because we had a fan before for last summer tour. And let me just tell you, if it's 100 degrees out and the fan is just sucking out hot air, it's not really cold.Brad Crowell 8:15  It's not bringing in any cold air. It's bringing in what's outside. So, in this case, we actually now have an AC unit and heater, so when we're in the cold, we can kick it on. When we're in the heat, we can kick it on. And so that's been really, really exciting. And we're gonna kick those tires, as it were, on this tour. It's 4500 miles. We're gonna be gone for 25 days, and we're gonna be doing our very first international tour, y'all, we're going up into Canada. We're going to hit three cities up in Canada. We're going to hit another 13 cities in the United States, and we can't wait to meet you in person. We're going to take Bayon with us. You get to hang with him, and he's just so fun. So go to opc.me/tour that's opc.me/tour.Lesley Logan 8:58  And there's a virtual option on this tour as well. So if you can't go to this in person, there are two workshops that are virtually we will be doing hybrid. And so we invite you, if you're filling the FOMO, to sign up for those. Brad Crowell 9:09  And if you're trying to figure out where they are, they're in Calgary. Okay, so when you go to opc.me/tour, click on the Calgary stop in there, you'll see there's two workshops. They're going to be those virtual workshops. Good point. Love that. It is the first time we've ever offered that available to everybody. So that's, that's a big deal. So check that out. All right. Next up, we are going to be in the U.K.Lesley Logan 9:10  We're still touring. It's just a different tour, instead of the OPC Summer Tour, it's the U.K. Mullet Tour, and it's business in the front and Pilates in the back. So there's business, like life-type workshop in the morning and then Pilate workshops in the daytime, plus a class if you are there's two locations. You can go to Leeds or Essex or both. There's only one workshop that crosses over and you want to go to opc.me/uk there are day passes for the Essex stop, because that is during the week. Yep, we're doing a workshop on a Tuesday and a Wednesday, because sometimes that's the best day. And then we have the weekend, the Saturday, Sunday options are at the Leeds location and that that only has a couple spots left. So opc.me/uk to get your spots for that.Brad Crowell 10:10  And then finally, come join us in Cambodia. We'll be there in October. It's going to be just an amazing trip. We're really, really looking forward to it. It's going to be one of those, like, markers in your life, where you get to look back on and go, remember when it's going to be one of those, like, literally, we have people who have gone on this trip, and then they've talked about it so much when they got home that they came back with their friends the next year. It's happened three times now over the years. Lesley Logan 10:38  Three times. Brad Crowell 10:38  Three different times we've had repeat visitors, because it's just one of those trips that is mind-blowing. So, crowsnestretreats.com. Come do Pilates. Come eat amazing food. Meet awesome people and actually take a break from life. Take a retreat. Take a retreat. Come join us. All right, before we get into this great gait conversation that we have with Jenifer Perez, trying to be cute there, we had a question, and it was from @MailSandyMurali from YouTube asks, "Can you talk about flat cervical neck or herniation in cervical areas and the effect of exercises such as jackknife?Lesley Logan 11:16  Okay, so the Jackknife exercise is one of many exercises and Pilates that you go overhead. And so if you have stuff going on with your neck, like herniation, you don't, it's not for you. Brad Crowell 11:27  Not allowed. Don't do it. Lesley Logan 11:28  No. So if you have a flat neck, and there's no pain or contraindications, like you just have, like a military spine, yeah, it's just like Brad. Brad Crowell 11:37  Brad has this. Lesley Logan 11:38  You, you can do overhead exercises, that being said, they're going to be much harder, because we've got to be able to flex your thoracic spine and stand on those shoulders so you, so Jackknife does not it no overhead exercise should be weight on your neck at all. It's not like a shoulder stand in yoga, like there's no and actually there's no weight on your neck there you're using blankets, if you do it correctly, to be up on your shoulders, but there's no weight on your neck. You are on your shoulders. But typically, if you have a herniation of the neck, have to be mindful of the things you're doing with your shoulders, and especially the weight you're putting there, because it's very easy for you to strain that, right? So, so if you have a flat cervical neck, and there's no issues, no conjugations, we just have to really build up your shoulder stability. You can stand on that. But if you have anything going on, fusions, herniation, stenosis, things like that, with your neck, guess what you get to do, so many other exercises, so many. Brad Crowell 12:33  499 other exercises.Lesley Logan 12:35  Yeah, yeah, double. Brad Crowell 12:36  Well, any of them that are not going upside down in the back. Lesley Logan 12:39  Well, and also, Jackknife is a flex like a dynamic exercise, where you flex your spine, and then you stand on your shoulders, and then you guide everything down with your core, and then you work the legs away. So double straight leg stretch is great for you. Elephant is great for you. Up stretch up stretch combo is going to be good for you if you can get to extension. But up stretch for sure. So, like, there's just so many so don't ever, ever let overhead exercises like being outside of your practice make you go, oh, I'll never be advanced. No, an advanced practitioner means that even beginner exercises are hard for you, so just omit those things that are overhead and replace them. Like if you're doing OPC classes, you'd replace Jackknife with an exercise that was challenging for you. Boom, there you go.Brad Crowell 13:19  I dig it. Well, that's a that's a really helpful explanation, and thanks for writing in your question. If you have a question, please join us by going to beitpod.com/questions, beitpod.com/questions and you can submit a question there, or you can submit a win. If you listen to the pod, you're very familiar with our Friday episodes, where we get to celebrate you. This is the easiest way for you to send that in. Send in your questions beitpod.com/questions. Yeah, let's do it, people, let's get to it. Brad Crowell 13:49  Stick around. We'll be right back. We're going to dig into this really helpful conversation that Lesley had with Dr. Jenifer Perez. All about the feet. Brad Crowell 13:57  Okay, now let's talk about Dr. Jenifer Perez. Dr. Perez is a is a doctor of chiropractics and a lower extremity specialist, as well as the co-founder and vice president of Gait Happens G-A-I-T gait as in, how you walk. A platform dedicated to helping people understand, strengthen and reclaim their foot health. Though initially uninterested in feet, her perspective shifted after discovering the critical role they play in overall biomechanics. Today, she empowers people through evidence-based tools and exercises that address common issues like foot pain, plantar fasciitis and bunions. Her mission is to help people move better, starting from the ground up.Lesley Logan 14:39  Yeah, I mean so many things I like that she said, I actually still follow them and like, do their tips, and I am a big fan of their toe spacers. And we do have an affiliate link, and we do have discounts for you. So make sure you go into the show notes. I think the code is Lesley, if I'm not mistaken, just L-E-S-L-E-Y but you'll have our links in there. Get the tools you need. I like the little to spreaders, I like, like little TheraBands for my toes, which is really, really fun. So anyways, one of the things that I love that she said is our feet are our foundation, and how they interact with the ground has a huge influence on the rest of our body. I would say it is the influence on the rest of our body, right, like how your feet hit the ground, how your how you roll through your whole foot, or don't right, if you roll at the side of your foot, or if you're avoiding your big toe because it hurts or it aches, or, you know, anything like that, like that kind of stuff affects how your body is moving through the world. And she said modern footwear is a major contributor to foot dysfunction. And we talked a lot about modern footwear, and like, Brad, save its handles and, and just like, you know, I've been really interested in this. I was buying some new weight training shoes, and I was quite specific. And, like, look at the weight training she was like, okay, how do I get ones that have a wide toe box for my foot? How do I get ones that don't that I can, like, really feel my feet on the ground that, you know, like, I, I really happen to, like, the ones I'm using. It's almost like I'm not wearing shoes, which is really nice, but they're not, they're not like Vibrams or whatever, but they're really, really great. So I just think that, like, we need to be more conscientious of the shoes that we're buying and how we're doing this is affecting our whole body. And she said, because your body can only move in the range of motion that's allowed if you're working with shoes that don't let you roll through your feet because they're really stiff, or you're working, you know, you're walking around in heels, they have a time and a place my loves, but like, it affects how your whole body moves, and that's why your back can hurt, or your hips can hurt, or things like that. And she said there's a ton of small things you can do to add to your foot health each day. So you guys, like, right here, while you're listening to this pod like you can actually massage your foot, like you could have, we have a noboso ball that is in Brad's office, and we just both toss it on the floor. We're watching TV, and we, like, roll our feet on this ball, because it's so good for spreading the bone, spreading the toes, things like that. So you gotta give your feet a little love. That's what she said. Brad Crowell 16:56  Yeah, I was listening, when I was listening to the interview, what struck me was the progression that we make inadvertently a negative progression, so I guess it's a regression in our foot health when we try to solve the problem by putting them into comfy shoes, right? So we put it into a shoe that we're like, oh, feels so much better, and then that only lasts for so long, and then we need to find a better solution, or another solution. And then now we have a softer shoe, or we have, you know, whatever, and it just keeps getting worse and worse and worse. And she said, at one point, we have to break that cycle. And how do we break the cycle? You can do it with Pilates, y'all. You can also work with them if it's really a bad thing, like if you got a lot going on there, and they'll, they'll be able to help you start to figure that out. But you know, she said, I love my Birkenstocks. I'm a big fan. And she said, there's a couple of really amazing things. They let you spread your toes wide and all that kind of stuff, she said, but they're also a very stiff shoe, and so you're not bending your foot, you know, during your walk, as you're walking the way that you ultimately want to be doing. And so while it certainly, it's not like a it's not a bad shoe. It's also, if you're only wearing Berks all day, everyday, you're not actually helping yourself either, right? So, you know it's, it was just interesting to hear her say that. Lesley Logan 18:10  So, just so you know, Dr. Jenifer Perez, Brad, walks on the treadmill at the gym without shoes on which I don't know is any better for his foot health, but.Brad Crowell 18:20  I do not walk on the treadmill with no shoes on. No.Lesley Logan 18:23  I caught you, yes, oh, yes you did. Brad Crowell 18:27  Yeah, maybe, maybe I had socks. Okay, if you're, so, so, one thing she also talked about, which I thought was really helpful, is she said, if you're in pain and you're not active, other things are going to shut down, right? And she said being unable to walk or participate in activities you enjoy due to foot pain can also lead to mental and emotional decline. She said at the end of the day, foot pain, it affects every part of you, and it does hold us back. She highlighted research that indicated that where there's a connection between cognitive ability and mobility, your brain actually, like is affected by this, right? She also talked about toe strength is one of the biggest indicators of a fall risk, which this was, I mean, now that she said it, it's, it's so freaking logical, right? Because the toes of these tiny, little itty bitty thingies, the ankle and the knees and the hips are way stronger muscles around it, but those tiny, little bitty toes, why do we have them propulsion for movement and balance, right? And if the toes are weak, then you're not going to be able to stay balanced. It's much easier to fall like, soon as she said it, I was like, oh, duh, that makes total sense, right? So keeping your toes, your foot, healthy and strong, is going to help you as you age, because maybe you don't have that slip and fall, right? Because maybe it wasn't a slip and fall. Maybe you just don't have any foot strength, toe strength. Right? She also noted that research has looked at strength of how your toes are strong and what they're actually, like, doing. The big toe, obviously, is stronger than the pinky toe, right? Lesley Logan 20:07  The goal of it. Brad Crowell 20:07  Correct. It should be stronger than the pinky toe. She said, when it comes to strength, the big toe should be able to press with about 10% of your body weight and about 7% for the other toes, right? Also, she said our bodies, like, are amazing, and that they can compensate, which is, it's when we start compensating, when we're not evenly using the strength of our toes, when we start to compensate, that's when things start to get jacked up, right? Like, think about it, if you're always walking on the one side of your foot, and you're not using your feet, your toes equally when you're walking forward, eventually there, you know, those that the outside of your foot, or the inside of your foot is going to be, you know, off balance from the rest of it, and it's going to start to affect where, where it gets picked up by other things. I've experienced, plantar fasciitis. I also know I literally walk on the outside of my feet. I literally used to stand on the outside of my feet when I was working in restaurants, because my feet were in pain, and it was like less painful to stand on the outside of my feet. Lesley Logan 21:10  You can, you can, maybe you should walk on the inside of your feet to balance that out. Brad Crowell 21:14  Well, actually, because I have a high arch, that's exactly what I need to do. It's very typical to see people with high arches walk more towards the outside of their feet. I didn't know that. I didn't realize. I didn't learn that until recently, until I started watching some videos from Gait Happens, actually.Lesley Logan 21:31  I know they have abundance of videos. They're very helpful. Very, very helpful. Brad Crowell 21:36  Yeah. So you know, now it's been fascinating. It's been something I've been really thinking about consciously, and she she actually talked about that, too. I'm sure that's actually one of our Be It Action Items, it is, literally. So stick around. We're gonna dig into that. We'll be right back. Brad Crowell 21:50  All right. So finally, let's get into these Be It Action Items that you covered with Dr. Jenifer Perez from Gait Happens. What bold, executable, intrinsic or targeted action items can we take away from your convo with her? As I just mentioned, we did dig into this in the Be It items here, she said, go barefoot, just for five minutes. Okay? And while you're barefoot, obviously you're taking your shoes off. She said, start to feel, you know, your toes, and try to do it on a different texture, maybe, if it's always on a rug, try walking on a tile floor or concrete or linoleum or something like that, right? Go outside. Walk on the grass. Let your feet move and feel. Lesley Logan 22:31  Because when you walk on grass, grasses, even though they cut it level, like currently, while we're recording this, they're mowing our lawn, and it will look level. And then you walk out there, and it's like, oh, very uneven. Actually, very uneven. Brad Crowell 22:43  But she talked about how when you're walking, just feel each toe, feel what you're doing with your foot. We don't consciously think about it. When we're using our feet, we just flop them down, because I don't know we've been walking for our entire life, so you know, but we're not consciously aware of how we're doing it. So think about it for five minutes. Actually, focus on it for five minutes. That's free, easy and, and like, I mean, it's actually very enlightening, because I started to notice, oh, wow, I, I almost, I'm actually hardly using my big toe, which is where, which should be used more, right? Crazy stuff. What about you?Lesley Logan 23:21  Well, I already slayed this one. And she, actually a couple of times. She also challenged the next time you buy a pair of shoes, buy a pair that may look a little different than you're used to. So for example, your it should the shape of the shoe should look like your foot. Okay, so, like, ideally, what people are, if you look on Instagram, what people are trying to do is, like, put your foot on the shoe, like on a running shoe, your big toe should be able to be straight ahead, because if your shoe is pulling this big toe or pinching your toes into, I'm covering the mic, sorry, guys, pinching your toes into a little triangle, duh, your foot hurts. Duh, you have back pain, all that stuff. It's not good for your feet. Brad Crowell 23:58  Yeah, dress shoes definitely don't give you much room in there, right? Lesley Logan 24:02  I've never I'm only wearing really beautiful tennis shoes now, but, um, I, we got hiking boots recently. I also was looking I was like, oh, I like this. I'm like, oh, that's gonna be too narrow. Oh, I don't, that's gonna be, that's not the shape of my toe box. I got these ones. They're wide, they're a little. They're like the all they could be, like, freaking Uggs how wide they are. But my whole toe box fits, and my toes aren't scrunched. And I really like it. And I like those toe spacers I was talking about that they had. I love I know it's a good running shoe and weight training shoe, if I can wear my toe spacers in them, because there's room for my toes to be spread out in that spacer and there's room for my foot. And I love it.Brad Crowell 24:38  You know, another tip she talked about when it comes to shoes. First off, they have, like, a list of shoes on their website, so go check that out and be like, I'm shopping for this type of shoes. See what they recommend. But also, she said, if you're never like, like, like, look what is the Vibrams, Vibrams that are the toe shoes? Right? Lesley Logan 24:57  Yeah, yeah, they're so not sexy. Brad Crowell 24:59  Yeah, whatever, not the point. The point is that they are clearly giving you your foot shape, you know, the room to be its own shape, instead of jamming it into something small. But imagine if you've never worn something like that before, you know, it's going to take time for your body to adjust and accept that. So you might get those thinking this is going to be the thing that's going to help me, and it might help you eventually, but start small. She's like, wear them for a few minutes. Then, you know, wear something else. Wear them again. Wear them again, and get used to it. Because I remember when we bought our initial hiking shoes years ago, and it was the first time I ever had like, they weren't trail running shoes. Were they? Yeah, they were trail running shoes, and they were basically, like, huge, open inside shoe. There was very little support, and as wide. And I never worn a shoe like that, and it took me weeks to, like, be able to wear them all day. Lesley Logan 25:51  Oh, yeah, the ones we got for our honeymoon. Yeah, I think, yeah, you definitely want to start small. Start for a few minutes. Get used to it. I mean, like, same goes if you're actually working on your gait, like they're doing like, I switched my running pattern for a long time. I went from being a heel striker to, I forget what they call it, but anyways, a four-foot runner, and it just takes time. You can't, I can't, I couldn't go run six miles, even though I'm used to running six miles because new muscles had to be used, there's a new pattern, so be nice to yourself, and all or nothing mentality gets you nowhere. Brad Crowell 26:26  Well, all and you're not wrong on that, and good for you. I mean, learning how to run, it seems so, it seems so weird to say that, but like it's important. It is so important, just like learning how to walk and actually use our feet properly. So anyway, y'all, we actually have a link for you if you're interested in having Gait Happens work with you on your walk, your feet like any issues. If you have a bunion or you have plantar fasciitis and you're feeling stuck in life, check out the link in the show notes. We also have a coupon code there for you. And so make sure you're dropping that in. It'll allow them to know A. that we sent you, and B. it should hook you up. Yeah, it should hook you up. Lesley Logan 27:07  And when you let them know we sent you, it helps. Brad Crowell 27:10  10% off your purchase. Lesley Logan 27:11  Yeah, it supports the pod. It lets them know that they, you know, they you came from here. And so they go, oh, wow, I should go back and tell more things about the feet. You guys. I'm Lesley Logan. Brad Crowell 27:21  And I'm Brad Crowell. Lesley Logan 27:23  Thank you so much for joining us today. How are you going to walk these tips into your life? Brad Crowell 27:28  Ooh.Lesley Logan 27:28  Ooh, I want to know. Gait Happens wants to know. So make sure you tag us when you share this episode with a friend. And until next time, Be It Till You See It. Brad Crowell 27:37  Bye for now.Lesley Logan 27:39  That's all I got for this episode of the Be It Till You See It Podcast. One thing that would help both myself and future listeners is for you to rate the show and leave a review and follow or subscribe for free wherever you listen to your podcast. Also, make sure to introduce yourself over at the Be It Pod on Instagram. I would love to know more about you. Share this episode with whoever you think needs to hear it. Help us and others Be It Till You See It. Have an awesome day. Be It Till You See It is a production of The Bloom Podcast Network. If you want to leave us a message or a question that we might read on another episode, you can text us at +1-310-905-5534 or send a DM on Instagram @BeItPod.Brad Crowell 28:22  It's written, filmed, and recorded by your host, Lesley Logan, and me, Brad Crowell. Lesley Logan 28:26  It is transcribed, produced and edited by the epic team at Disenyo.co.Brad Crowell 28:31  Our theme music is by Ali at Apex Production Music and our branding by designer and artist, Gianfranco Cioffi.Lesley Logan 28:38  Special thanks to Melissa Solomon for creating our visuals. Brad Crowell 28:41  Also to Angelina Herico for adding all of our content to our website. And finally to Meridith Root for keeping us all on point and on time.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/be-it-till-you-see-it/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy