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This week on Crack the Book, we move from Rousseau's Social Contract to his Confessions, and let's just say my opinion hasn't improved. Before we get to the books, I share some strategies for getting through a book you don't like (because I needed to take my own advice this week). Then we move on to our two books for the week.In Confession's Book One, Rousseau recounts his early life with all the self-importance of a man convinced he's unlike anyone else who's ever lived. Between tragic beginnings, cruel masters, and an overshare about his youthful “discipline” preferences, I found little humility and even less personal growth. Rousseau insists his passions still rule him—no maturity, not even irony, just Rousseau being Rousseau.Thank goodness we had Voltaire's Candide, a complete tonal shift. This whirlwind satire—part travelogue, part absurdist adventure—follows Candide and his companions through war, earthquakes, El Dorado, and endless misfortune. Yet beneath the chaos lies a sharp moral insight: life's purpose isn't in grand philosophies or endless striving, but in the quiet wisdom to “cultivate our own garden.” The cinematic pacing (that Italo Calvino helpfully points out) is an interesting development, too.Preachy Rousseau and playful Voltaire were a great combination, and Candide was the clear winner of the two. Candide's brisk storytelling and biting humor still feel modern, even cinematic. One book made me roll my eyes; the other made me laugh out loud. Next week: Descartes, Spinoza, and Kant—wish me luck.LINKTed Gioia/The Honest Broker's 12-Month Immersive Humanities Course (paywalled!)My Amazon Book List (NOT an affiliate link)CONNECTThe complete list of Crack the Book Episodes: https://cheryldrury.substack.com/p/crack-the-book-start-here?r=u3t2rTo read more of my writing, visit my Substack - https://www.cheryldrury.substack.com.Follow me on Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/cldrury/ LISTENSpotify - https://open.spotify.com/show/5GpySInw1e8IqNQvXow7Lv?si=9ebd5508daa245bdApple Podcasts - https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/crack-the-book/id1749793321 Captivate - https://crackthebook.captivate.fm

O relator da Proposta de Emenda à Constituição (PEC) da Segurança Pública na Câmara, deputado Mendonça Filho, confirmou nesta sexta-feira, em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, que vai apresentar o relatório final sobre o tema no dia 04 de dezembro. O texto foi enviado pelo governo em abril e amplia a participação federal na política de segurança pública. Após a megaoperação que matou 121 pessoas nesta semana no Rio de Janeiro, o presidente da Câmara, Hugo Motta, manifestou a intenção de concluir a votação da proposta ainda neste ano. Mendonça Filho criticou o que chamou de “centralização em Brasília” e defendeu “um regime de colaboração entre todos os entes federados”. Para ele, o papel do governo federal deve o de integrar os sistema de inteligência e de banco de dados, além de reforçar a estrutura do sistema penitenciário. A entrevista ocorreu durante a coluna de Eliane Cantanhêde no Jornal Eldorado, apresentado por Carolina Ercolin e Haisem Abaki.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Nel 1935 un giovane antropologo tedesco parte per l'Amazzonia su ordine di Himmler. Ufficialmente è una missione scientifica… ma dietro la ricerca dell'El Dorado si nasconde un progetto segreto delle SS destinato a cambiare la storia.

O relator da Proposta de Emenda à Constituição (PEC) da Segurança Pública na Câmara, deputado Mendonça Filho, confirmou nesta sexta-feira, em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, que vai apresentar o relatório final sobre o tema no dia 04 de dezembro. O texto foi enviado pelo governo em abril e amplia a participação federal na política de segurança pública. Após a megaoperação que matou 121 pessoas nesta semana no Rio de Janeiro, o presidente da Câmara, Hugo Motta, manifestou a intenção de concluir a votação da proposta ainda neste ano. Mendonça Filho criticou o que chamou de “centralização em Brasília” e defendeu “um regime de colaboração entre todos os entes federados”. Para ele, o papel do governo federal deve o de integrar os sistema de inteligência e de banco de dados, além de reforçar a estrutura do sistema penitenciário. A entrevista ocorreu durante a coluna de Eliane Cantanhêde no Jornal Eldorado, apresentado por Carolina Ercolin e Haisem Abaki.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

O relator da Proposta de Emenda à Constituição (PEC) da Segurança Pública na Câmara, deputado Mendonça Filho, confirmou nesta sexta-feira, em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, que vai apresentar o relatório final sobre o tema no dia 04 de dezembro. O texto foi enviado pelo governo em abril e amplia a participação federal na política de segurança pública. Após a megaoperação que matou 121 pessoas nesta semana no Rio de Janeiro, o presidente da Câmara, Hugo Motta, manifestou a intenção de concluir a votação da proposta ainda neste ano. Mendonça Filho criticou o que chamou de “centralização em Brasília” e defendeu “um regime de colaboração entre todos os entes federados”. Para ele, o papel do governo federal deve o de integrar os sistema de inteligência e de banco de dados, além de reforçar a estrutura do sistema penitenciário.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Os cemitérios da Prefeitura de São Paulo esperam receber 300 mil visitantes no Dia de Finados deste ano e passaram por diversas reformas nos últimos meses. A informação é de João Manuel da Costa Neto, diretor-presidente da SP Regula, agência reguladora de serviços públicos municipais. Em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, ele foi questionado sobre as reclamações da população após a concessão de 22 cemitérios para quatro empresas há pouco mais de dois anos. Segundo Costa Neto, a SP Regula já aplicou 426 multas no período, mas ele não soube precisar quantas foram efetivamente pagas. Num balanço de maio deste ano, o índice estava em 7%. As reclamações podem ser feitas pelo Portal 156 da Prefeitura.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ricardo Cardim, botânico e paisagista, apresenta análises e comentários sobre a agenda verde nas cidades. Quadro vai ao ar na Rádio Eldorado às quintas, ao vivo, às 07h45, no Jornal Eldorado; e em boletins às segundas e quartas, às 12h30 e 16h.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Uma semana após a divulgação pela Agência Reguladora de Serviços Públicos do Estado de São Paulo (Arsesp) de um plano que prevê redução na pressão nos encanamentos e até a adoção de um rodizio no abastecimento de água em casos extremos, a situação da crise hídrica ainda não está clara para a população. A avaliação é de Eduardo Caetano, coordenador de Conhecimento e Difusão do Instituo Água e Saneamento. Em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, ele disse que o plano “é uma ação positiva e bem-vinda, mas veio um pouco tarde”. Para o especialista, ainda falta uma comunicação transparente sobre a situação hídrica do Estado. “Uma população que não tem clareza sobre o momento em que a gente está tende a minimizar a redução de consumo de água”, afirmou.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Dubaï : mirage ou vrai eldorado pour entrepreneurs ?Dans cet épisode de Lead the Future, David revient sur une semaine passée à Dubaï.Au-delà des clichés, il partage ses premières impressions, les opportunités qu'il a perçues et les contrastes marquants de la ville.Au programme :

STAR­MER'S SOFT TOUCH BRITAIN: Eldorado for Illegal Migrants LIVE #JonGaunt #Starmer #HadushKebatu #HaybeCabdiraxmaanNur #IllegalImmigration #MigrationCrisis #UKPolitics #Eldorado #AsylumCrisis Welcome to Starmer's Soft Touch Britain — where criminals cash in and the public pays the price. Tonight, we expose the shocking reality of a country that rewards offenders instead of protecting its own people.

A Agência Reguladora de Serviços Públicos do Estado de São Paulo (Arsesp) acaba de lançar um plano de contingenciamento que prevê redução de até 16 horas na pressão nos encanamentos de distribuição de água da região metropolitana da capital, além de medidas mais drásticas, como o rodizio no abastecimento e uso do volume morto dos mananciais em casos extremos. O objetivo é combater a crise de abastecimento de água que afeta o Estado. As medidas foram anunciadas na última sexta-feira, quando o nível da reserva hídrica estava em 28,7% da capacidade, o menor patamar desde a crise que afetou São Paulo entre 2014 e 2015. Para evitar o colapso do sistema, o planejamento estabelece sete faixas de restrição, que serão ativadas a depender do avanço ou não do desabastecimento. Neste momento, o Estado está na faixa 3, com diminuição da pressão por 10 horas, principalmente durante o período noturno. Em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, o diretor-presidente da Arsesp, Thiago Mesquita, previu a continuidade da faixa 3 até o fim de 2025 se for mantida a média de chuvas deste ano, com melhora em janeiro. Ele também pediu a colaboração da população para economizar água. “Caso não haja redução de consumo nós vamos ter restrições adicionais”, afirmou. Questionado sobre os vazamentos no sistema da Sabesp, Thiago Mesquita, disse que a empresa, privatizada há pouco mais de um ano, vem reduzindo as perdas, que giram em torno de 33% enquanto a média brasileira está acima de 40%. “Está abaixo da média nacional, mas ainda é alto”, ressaltou. Segundo ele, a Arsesp monitora os investimentos previstos no contrato, que prevê menos perdas até 2029.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A operação policial contra o Comando Vermelho, que deixou pelo menos 64 mortos no Rio de Janeiro, reabriu um debate político sobre a resistência dos governadores à Proposta de Emenda à Constituição (PEC) da Segurança Pública, em tramitação no Congresso. A proposta enviada pelo governo amplia a competência da Polícia Federal e fortalece o papel da União no planejamento da política de segurança pública. Num primeiro momento, o governador Cláudio Castro disse ontem que não contou com a ajuda do governo federal na operação por ter pedido blindados em outras ocasiões sem ser atendido. Depois, baixou o tom das críticas, já que para a cessão ocorrer é necessária a decretação de Garantia da Lei e da Ordem (GLO) para garantir a participação das Forças Armadas nas operações. Em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, Samira Bueno, diretora-executiva do Fórum Brasileiro de Segurança Pública, disse que o embate político mostra que a campanha eleitoral de 2026 já começou e defendeu uma articulação entre as esferas de Poder para a realização de ações coordenadas contra o crime organizado. “Não é um problema que vai se resolver com blindados. São organizações transnacionais e a gente precisa da Polícia Federal nesse jogo com ações de inteligência e coordenação para ter impacto financeiro nas atividades dessas facções”, afirmou.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Márcio Astrini, secretário-executivo do Observatório do Clima, trata dos temas mais relevantes sobre e da COP-30 - evento que discute ações de combate às mudanças climáticas e este ano ocorre em Belém, no Pará. A coluna vai ao ar às 2ªs, 7h45, no Jornal Eldorado.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

O ministro Mauro Vieira (Itamaraty) disse nesta segunda-feira, dia 27, que o governo americano concordou com uma cronograma de negociações com o Brasil para chegar a um acordo sobre o tarifaço contra o Brasil, nas próximas semanas. As reuniões na Malásia não foram suficientes para suspensão das tarifas impostas pelos EUA, como pedido pelo presidente Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva a Donald Trump. Eliane Cantanhêde conversou com Felipe Frazão, colunista da Eldorado e enviado especial do Estadão à Malásia, para cobrir a agenda de Lula na Ásia.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

O ministro Mauro Vieira (Itamaraty) disse nesta segunda-feira, dia 27, que o governo americano concordou com uma cronograma de negociações com o Brasil para chegar a um acordo sobre o tarifaço contra o Brasil, nas próximas semanas. As reuniões na Malásia não foram suficientes para suspensão das tarifas impostas pelos EUA, como pedido pelo presidente Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva a Donald Trump. Eliane Cantanhêde conversou com Felipe Frazão, colunista da Eldorado e enviado especial do Estadão à Malásia, para cobrir a agenda de Lula na Ásia.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 17 I Need A Bigger Bed? In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Being dead is wonderful; you never get tired and you have all the time in the world to regret how you ended up this way      Yes, Rio," Mercy wiggled in even tighter, "you can annoy me whenever you want." I was starting to seriously work over Heaven's butthole when I caught Barbie Lynn move her lips over to Rio's ear. "You rock," Barbie Lynn whispered to my 'Bro'. Rio kept her eyes shut but grunted in disgust. She was a stone-cold pitiless bad-ass who cared about nothing and nobody, just ask her. "Are you putting your whole god-damn fist up my ass?" Heaven hissed. "That's my thumb, ya big baby," I quietly teased. We owed it to our bed buddies to keep the noise down as much as possible. "That's right, Big Daddy, tear my poor little hinny up," she pouted devilishly. She was on top so she had to press her tits hard against me to whisper in my ear. "Next time I want to be alone so you can treat me like your dog-bitch, press my face into a pillow to stifle my screams, and drill me deeper than you've ever reached before." "Are you trying to make me cum before I even get inside you?" I gasped. "Oh, God, no," Heaven squeaked. "Don't you dare, please," she begged. "You make me feel so good. I'm sorry I teased you. We can take it slow if you want." "If you want to make me happier, play with yourself and let me feel it," I breathed. Heaven struggled for words before giving up and grunting. Her hips shook as she accelerated her hand's manipulations of her cock, which rested tightly against my stomach. At the same time, I switched up my one thumb with three fingers in her rectum. Heaven gave a choked whimper as she took my intrusion tentatively, then pushed down even harder. As my bulbous head pressed past her sphincter, Heaven hiccupped and tears welled in her eyes. "I, I, did the calculations," she gulped. "If I, have sex with you, every twelve hours, my rectum will, adjust so sex, will be more, fun." "You figured this all out?" I teased. "Purely scientific, I swear," she grinned. "It is, not because, I want to, fuck you, all the time." "I respect you for your mind, Heaven, but this time I think you might be too close to the subject matter," I tickled her back. She took hold of my cock. "Too close to this," she gulped. I swiveled my hips back and forth, sending my cock deeper and deeper into Heaven. She eventually gave up any hopes of a coherent argument and curled herself onto my chest, panting. "Hello, Lover," I told her in near silence. "Thank you, my Bitch," she responded between kisses to the line where the jaw meets the throat. The rest of what either one of us wanted to say was lost as I rocked my hips up, propelling my cock even deeper into her bowels. Heaven clawed at my chest as her sexual tension ramped up. Eventually, our symmetry brought Heaven struggling to the end of her road. "Boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend," she gurgled. "He's my Boyfriend!" she screamed. At least she didn't use my name, unless you counted the fact that I was the only boy on campus. "Oh, damn," Heaven gasped for air. "Thanks for bringing me back, Zane." We kissed passionately. "Thanks for the, attitude adjustment too." "Huh?" I wondered. I'd heard the term before but not from someone who regularly talked with Heaven. "Iona posted the slang," Heaven gasped-giggled. I shifted my head from the right side of Heaven's head to the left. My shock must have registered with Heaven, whose gaze went from my face to looking over her shoulder to the form of Gabrielle Black. Heaven scrambled off me and pulled the sheets tight. Shades of Gabrielle Black "We need to talk, Zane Braxton." I saw Gabrielle's lips move but I was pretty sure the words floated across the room without disturbing the ears of anyone around us. I gave her a nod, planted on Heaven a reassuring, full-on kiss, then quick-stepped over to a wardrobe and put on a robe. She followed me out, keeping a keen eye on me while mostly hanging in my blind spot. Vivian was sound asleep as we passed her. I took Gabrielle to the far corner of the Solarium, locating a remote control when we were close. Ms. Black gave me a fatally cold look as I punched in the code that would give us a dead zone electronically to talk in. "Surveillance," I held up the remote. She understood the implications. "I want to see more of your so-called gift with women." I had no doubt this was not a sexual come-on. I would have been a hell of a lot happier if it was; instead, it put me in a situation I knew very little about. "Strip," I requested, with as much calm as I could instill in my voice. Gabrielle gave me a lightning assessment, then started shedding her perpetually black outerwear and lingerie. When she finished, the words 'Hot Damn' came up a ton of times unbidden to my thoughts. I worked out regularly, took martial arts, and stretched whenever I could. I might as well have been a coach potato as far as Gabrielle was concerned. She wasn't bulky; rather, strong in the long muscles that counted more for strength and stamina. I still managed to have the courage to ask her to extend her arms and spread her legs. Hell, I even touched her ass, thigh, and caressed the right shoulder twice. When I finished up, I was before her once more. I leaned on the back of a chair and waited, I had taken five minutes, where in most cases it took seconds, but this woman's body wove deceptions like a champion. "Well?" she finally gave in to her curiosity before I gave in to my fear. "Well, I imagine the most important thing to you at this second is the wrists. I did spend some time in a high-pressure private academy in my formative years and I know the difference between horizontal and vertical. Horizontal cuts on the wrist are a cry for help, vertical show a real desire to die." "Now, I can't know for sure that you didn't make two attempts but you look like you're insanely intense, emphasis on the insane, so I guess some fucked up shit happened to you that made you damn sure the only answer was to check out permanently," I stated evenly. "What now?" she questioned me, her intonation utterly devoid of emotion or compassion. "I'd like to tell you what I tell every other woman I learn a secret about, that your past is your business and your business alone," I sighed. "But?" she prodded me. "Gabrielle, your body is a roadmap of pain, suffering, and death," I shrugged, "and there is no damn way you came to this school legally." Gabrielle studied me in a way that made an icy fist grasp my heart. "Of course, I am hardly a poster child for someone who does belong at FFU. Are you going to kill me now or do you want me to continue?" I inquired hopefully. "Mr. Braxton, Zane, the wiring in this place is sub-standard and clearly unauthorized. I would choke you unconscious, put you in the hot tub, then electrocute you," she informed me with the air of a professor describing the events of tenth century Anglo-Saxon England. "I will not do this right now because you are terrified of me, which shows a great deal of insight and intelligence, somewhat remarkable in someone so young," she added. "Okay. Something allowed you to slip past the Psych Evaluation to get into someone's military; I could put that down to being experience with the system plus being clever enough to fool the testers," I said. "Once inside, something fucked up your perception of authority, something not good. I figure you are obsessed with physical defense, bi-sexual, yet your sexual attitude toward me is one of contempt. Since you don't know me enough to hold me in contempt yet, you were abused by a man in authority over you," I delivered the bad news. Gabrielle did not respond. "This is total conjecture but it patches in with what comes later; you entered some kind of actual combat duty. You learned not only that you were good at killing but you liked it. It substituted for sexual release and that whole risk-pain thing you have kept until today. I count six bullet wounds, a knife wound on the back above the right kidney, and two things I guess are shrapnel wounds but I've never seen any before to compare," I added. "I imagine you got out of the regular service because the level of your medical care diminished for a while, then, Bang!, you got this expensive plastic surgery. You do okay for maybe three years, then you pick up that nick in your left ankle, followed by the shoulder getting done," I said. "No indications of why these two injuries?" she narrowed her eyes. "I'm going to go all James Bond on you. Gabrielle Black fell for somebody hard and I'm betting it was a woman. It is kind of frightening to think of what kind of psycho she was to lure you in and trap you," A light flickered in her eyes when I went down this path. "You guarded her, became very close to her as a parade of lovers passed through her life until she sucked you in." "One day you found yourself killing for her and I doubt you asked why. I doubt there was only one time but in the end, it was never enough. One night you came back and found this year's model on the payroll. Gabrielle Black is way too smart to wait for this to play out. You loved her but you liked living more, so you escaped before you were introduced to your employer's retirement plan," I grimaced. "You came back to the United States, your accent indicates time in France or Italy, and this job fell into your lap. Lancaster, Virginia is out of the way enough for you to hide in while close enough to several major cities for you to move around if you need to, so you edit your work record and hire on at an all-girls university," I finished. "What now?" "I don't kill you and Vivian. Making two deaths look like an accident would be incredibly difficult; murder-suicide would only make your female cohorts dig deeper and there are some serious advantages in staying here for me," she stated. Sensing my confusion, she clarified. "Vivian has been awake for some time observing us but I doubt she can hear what we are saying." Gabrielle finished redressing; she gave me a once-over. "My turn. What makes you hard? Seriously, you have been perpetually aroused since I've met you," she mused. "There is a bit of a list: fear, joy, sunlight, moonlight, sex, the impossibility of sex, I informed her. "I understand," Gabrielle cut me off. "Who are you going to tell?" "Christina Buchanan, Cordelia Dresden, and Dana Gorman." I decided that lying would do me worse than no good; I might get one or two lies past Gabrielle and this wasn't the time to waste one. "Good enough. But if there are repercussions from tonight, I will feel far less tolerant toward you," she made sure I understood. I was happy that this looked like a painless parting of the ways. "Thank you," I spoke to her retreating form. She looked over her shoulder questioningly. "For taking me seriously," I explained. She gave a curt nod, turned, and departed. Vivian pretended to be asleep when I returned to bed and I let her. It seemed like the rare sane thing for me to do. Say 'Lesbian Bikers' at your own peril.             Mankind is poison because we compromise our souls for the companionship of others   "Vivian, I'm going to take a shower," I whispered to Vivian. I was hovering over her from the back of the sofa-sleeper, asking permission to take my shower downstairs. She was laid out beneath me, her jersey bunched up around her breasts and her left thumb hooked into the band of her shorts and pushing them dangerously down. "Umm," she sighed, a little smile tilting her lips. "Honey, I need your permission to use the downstairs shower," I continued. I wisped across her lips with my own. Her smile blossomed into full-blown pleasure. "Okay, I'm getting up, I'm getting up," she moaned. Vivian slowly opened her eyes as she stretched and twisted her body to wakefulness. "Good morning, Zane," she yawned with this adorable little grin on her face. "You look beautiful," I complimented quietly. "Umm, thank you," she purred. "You look, Zane! What are you doing?" she bolted upright, barely missing a head-on-head collision. "I'm asking you permission to go down to the fifth floor and take a shower," I repeated. "Why didn't you simply sneak past me?" she propped herself up on her elbows. "I said I would wait on your decision, so I waited. Can I please, please do something," I pleaded, "before I go nuts?" "Umm, okay," Vivian said cautiously. I reached down to her midsection and she flinched so I held back. No word passed for several seconds so I resumed my journey to her pushed up sleeping jersey and slowly pulled it down until her stomach and crotch were covered. "Zane," Vivian sighed, "could you control your hormones for thirty minutes, when you are awake?" "I have to go now," I stood up, "because covering you up didn't make you any less attractive." "Zane," Vivian came off the sofa and followed me, "you should attempt to look at a woman as a fellow follower of Christ and less in terms of beautiful and ugly and you might be happier. Go take a shower." She's telling me this with an earnest warm face and finely sculpted legs that disappear right below the crotch into that billowing Dallas Cowboys shirt. "Go on and fuck the bitch," Rio growled as she traipsed by with Mercy's hand on her shoulder. Barbie Lynn came slowly limping behind. Barbie flashed me a grin and I raced to catch up. At the bottom of the stairs something occurred to me. "Hon, where is your towel?" I asked Barbie Lynn. She shot me an apologetic smile. I stepped behind Barbie Lynn, ran a hand along her hip to the curve of her stomach and kissed her on the neck. "Take mine; I'll catch up," I chuckled. I draped my towel over her shoulder and bounded up the stairs. At the top of the stairs I stumbled to a stop. Vivian had only then finished taking off her jersey and was holding it in her left hand. The bottom of the shirt scrapped the ground. Vivian looked at me, neither shocked, ashamed, nor outraged. Her breasts were freaking gorgeous, fully round, buoyant, and with a miniscule droop. Her pale blue panties left little to the imagination, her cunt lips clearly camel toed. "I apologize," I quickly spun away and raced to my sleep area. I grabbed a towel and headed straight for the stairs. "Zane, it is okay," Vivian called out. She'd covered her breasts and diaphragm with the jersey. "Huh?" "I don't mind; I know you didn't mean to see me so I'm not offended and I don't feel you went back on your word," she related with a sense of grace. I wasn't truly sure of what word I hadn't gone back on but she appeared happy. "Does that mean you can flash me your ta-ta's guilt free?" I asked hopefully. Vivian regarded me with amusement. "Zane, constantly being distracted by unbridled sexuality will not leave you content," she lectured me patiently. We regarded each other for some time. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" "If you are going to offer, could you come over here, turn around, bend over, grab your ankles and finally look past your thigh at me?" I cringed. She shook her head, regarded me once, then rolled her eyes. "I may not be able to save you but I'm not going to shove you down to damnation either," she stated firmly. "Do it; I won't take advantage of you and I'll tell you a valuable secret," I offered. Lesbian Bikers Normally my chance of success with Vivian and that line was nil, but the convergence of a Gabrielle's midnight visit and her desire to show me that trust and honesty could exist without a sexual context brought her to me. She slowly turned around and assumed my desired position. I rabidly wanted to step up to her, gently slip her panties aside and take her cunt with deep languid strokes. "Please stand up," I groaned. Once she was up I leaned into her ear. "You are not a virgin," I whispered carefully. Vivian tensed slightly. "All it means to me is that you know what you are talking about when you mention sexuality and I have to treat you with more respect. I apologize for prying." She twisted to face me and was about to say something but I put a finger to her lips to silence her. "People are listening," I cautioned her quietly. "Thank you for that," Vivian whispered. "It was one time in high school and we had exchanged Promise Rings. It was a mistake we both regret." "It's all cool," I grinned. "I kind of wish your first time had turned you into a wild sex monkey and you and your beau planned on having five hundred kids, but we're good." "Zane," Vivian sounded exasperated, "I pity the woman you decide to marry." "What?" I acted shocked, "I would never cheat on my wife." "Oh, I believe you, but I fear the poor woman would die from exhaustion," she scolded me. "She'd die happy?" I offered up as my only defense. "Lord, give me strength," Vivian groaned. "Go take a shower." "Gotchya, Boss," I beamed happily. I turned half way to the door, then gave a backward glance. "Vivian, if you ever need anything, just ask." "I, ." she was about to scold me but she stopped and sighed. "Fine, Zane, I know you mean well; now go." I winked and raced away. I could swear Vivian believed she was getting a crash course in Mothering a Teenage Boy. Biker Bar Horror Story It had been a hard day of first-round semester testing plus restructuring the Marksmanship and Orienteering Clubs. I still managed to get in sufficient studying (in my opinion) for Friday's round of activities. At lunch I had a little talk with Cordelia and Christina about Gabrielle Black and their fears concerning her. I really wish both women hadn't looked so concerned. I would have preferred they called me paranoid instead. I was sitting watching some bizarre sitcom rerun with an arm around Iona when Rio came rocketing up the stairs. "Hey, Princess," she screamed at me (in case anyone has missed it, Rio is a freak), "Val found out about a Biker bar called the Dixie Roadhouse and we're heading there. Do you want in?" I looked down to Iona who, despite a look of fearful concern, gave me a nod of consent. "Sure thing, Rio," I said, as I popped over the sofa and pulled Iona along after me. "Zane, you are not going out to a bar," Vivian rose to the challenge. "You are only eighteen." "If I don't go, we may not get Rio back," I cautioned my guardian. "Speaking of which: Rio, where is Mercy?" Vivian rounded on my 'Bro'. "I ambushed her: hit her in the head with the Gutenberg Bible and tied her to the back of Valerie's hog," Rio smiled proudly. Pulling Iona along with me, I pursued Rio down the stairs. "I promise I'll bring them all back," I shouted to Vivian. She was kind enough not to chase me down and make me stay. The Dixie Roadhouse looked like some sort of converted barn with a few cobbled together outbuildings. Mine was probably not the first car to grace this dirt parking lot but it was definitely rare to have a ride with four wheels parked here. I had Rio and Mercy with me. Of course, Mercy had not been beaten and tied up for tonight's outing. Iona had ridden gleefully on the back of Val's bike. "This is going to be epic," Rio exulted. "That's right," I joked tragically. "We are five teenagers in school uniforms going into a place that constantly lays down new sawdust to cover up all the blood." "Hey, Sissy-Boy," Rio punched me, "this is on my Bucket List, so don't wimp out on me now." We quickly paired up, Rio with Mercy and Iona with me. Val, Valkyrie went in alone as she felt that would increase her odds of survival. She also wore her Stormriders' patch and colors. Unfortunately, the rest of her gang was two thousand miles away. "Rio," Valerie coughed as she handed Rio a switchblade. Rio snickered, flipped the blade out several times in quick succession before stealthily stashing it into her waist band. 'Thank God,' I thought, 'she actually knows how to use a knife.' The double doors leading into the bar/club were propped open so we migrated in as a group. People didn't stop and stare but they managed a passable job of telling us to 'get the hell out' with their eyes alone. Valerie led us to the bar where the lone bartender took his time getting to us. The guy was going for the chest hair with a black leather vest look along with copious amounts of facial hair. "We don't serve kids," he growled out when he stopped in front of Valkyrie. "We are not high school kids, we are not cops; we are college kids who need a damn drink, not a lecture. So are you going to give us shit or a beer, because there must be a dozen lame college dumps we can go slumming at." "Who are you?" he grumbled. "Valkyrie, Stormriders," Valerie answered. "What is your name?" he persisted. "Valerie Palmer," she shrugged. "Are you kin of Mad Dog Palmer?" he inquired. "Dude, no one calls him Mad Dog who wants to live, and he's my grandfather," she smiled. "Got it," the bartender gave a sinister grin. "What are you doing here?" "My Dad divorced my Mom and became a born again Christian," she informed the guy. "Harsh; so are these kids yours?" he asked; meaning the rest of us. "They are not members but I consider them my associates," Valkyrie allowed. The bartender shrugged and started handing out beers. Val pulled out a roll of bills and paid for our first round. Val and I took slow steady pulls on our drinks. Rio downed hers in two chugs. Mercy and Iona took tentative sips and made disgusted faces as a result. I paid for Rio's second round. "It tastes awful," Iona whispered to me. "Pretend you are drinking it then. Beer is not for everyone," I assured her, and letting her see my smile dispelled any thought that I felt less of her for being different. "Rio," Mercy tried next. "Drink it," Rio demanded. "Do it, and I'll screw you with the bottle; don't, and I'll pour it over your head and shirt." Mercy choked on her response and took a swig of beer. "You annoy the hell out of me, Mercy," Rio reacted in a warmer tone. I looked at Valerie; she looked to me and nodded. Things could be working out far worse. I noticed six biker babes playing pool off in the darkest corner. I didn't think they were a problem but two of them kept giving me the eye. I hoped my current group of women would provide me shielding. A group of ten bikers came rolling into the place, laughing, punching, and doing other masculine bonding rituals. They noted the five out-of-place newcomers at the bar but didn't seem put out until I saw these two guys in the pack and they saw me. We had a bit of history that went all the way back to a bad night for me on a bench in a communal jail cell. Perhaps I suggested that if they didn't get out of my way, I would shove their heads through the bars of the cell. I was in for two counts of assault and they were in for minor drug possession so they backed down. By the look on their faces, they remembered that night, oh, fuck. "Guys!" I cried out. I came off my stool and quickly walked up to the closer of the two. He actually took a step back into one of his buddies. "It is good to see you, Man," I kept grinning. I stepped up, put my left hand on his right elbow to propel his hand up. I clasped his palm and shook it, chest to chest. "A week ago we were all in lock-up together, I was totally wasted, and this guy and his buddy (I nodded to the second guy) saved my ass. Let me buy all of you guys the first two rounds," I offered. The guy who was clearly the dominant member gave my 'buddy' a look. He figured something wasn't right but he didn't know what it was. The two bikers in the cell hadn't talked about their facedown with some college kid since they'd backed off without a fight. "That's about right, Zane," the guy holding my hand said. "Those two guys get out of the hospital?" he continued as we walked as a group to the bar. "Yeah, I administered a warning more than a lesson," I shrugged. "I wanted them to leave my ladies alone. The point was made. The whole jail thing was the Sheriff getting me back for a fight I was in the previous weekend but no one pressed charges." That earned me some knowing chuckles. Beers were handed out; I paid for this round and the next, my heart finally calming down from the near catastrophe. "Gus, what's with the little girls?" the leader addressed the bartender. He titled his head toward Valkyrie. Her colors gave her the higher status. "The little one is with Zane and those two (Rio and Mercy) are together," Valarie answered deadpan. The big guy put his hand on Iona's shoulder while looking at me. "Mind if I take your girl for a dance," he didn't ask, he told me. "You take your hand off of her and I'll forget you touched my girl," I stated with a quiet calm coming over me. "If I don't?" he taunted me. "I don't play twenty questions," I warned him. "Seriously, dude, you want to get into a fight over a girl barely out of a training bra?" Valerie tried to make light of the situation. "She's his sister." The leader let go of Iona and stepped back. "She's your sister? Why in the hell did you bring you sister to this place?" he was curious. "Are you trying to tell me this place isn't 'family friendly'?" I grinned, finally taking a real breath. "That's a fucked-up way to look at things but yes, I guess it is," he chuckled. He reached past Iona and took his beer. Everyone around us relaxed again. "What were you going to do?" he idly asked me. "Since you had your left hand on Iona and your right was going for that steel rod you use as a sap, I was going crush your trachea then introduce your forehead to the bar," I explained. "That might have killed me," he noted. "Nothing personal, but I had nine more bodies to put down," I reminded him. "I would have given us better than even odds that we would be getting out of here," Valerie joined in. "So you really kicked Dog-Boy and Sticks off their bench?" he changed direction. Apparently, then, some in the gang did know. "They were a bit stoned and I was really pissed off," I exaggerated. "That makes sense; they are idiots," the leader grinned. A group of four more bikers with the same colors as the current crop came in. The guy we'd been talking with and five others broke off and headed to the rear of the establishment to seats around two circular tables. The four guys remaining gathered around Rio and Mercy. One guy put a hand on Mercy's shoulder. "Come on out and see my ride," he grinned at a surprisingly calm Mercy. "Hands off," Rio sneered, "I own the bitch." That caused the four men to look at each other. "Don't worry, I rent her out from time to time," Rio acted nonchalant. Two of the guys closed in, one running a hand down Mercy's shoulder and thigh while the other put a hand on each of her hips. "How much?" he growled. "We can take her into the bathroom right now." "Nope," Rio shrugged. "She's got tests at school tomorrow and I've got her busy all weekend long, but write down your number and I'll call you. Zane, pen." I tossed Rio a pen who handed it to the biggest biker. The guy looked Rio, then to her hand. "No," Rio snickered. "Mercy, off the stool and lean over the bar," she emphasized with a slap to the ass. Mercy scrambled to obey. Rio smiled at the dude then flipped Mercy's skirt up, wedged her already slender lacy underwear into her ass crack. Rio smacked a cheek. "Here you go." "Hell, ya," he laughed, as he scrawled his name and number over Mercy's proffered ass cheek. "Are you sure you are going to remember this?" "Oh, yeah; I'm going to be pounding this ass most of the night when I get her home," Rio told him. "I thought you said she had tests tomorrow," the third guy joked. "So do I, and that means I've got a lot of stress to work through," Rio grinned shark-like. "She's going to have to suck it up." That earned another round of laughs. "You really, truly annoy the hell out of me, Mercy," Rio snorted. Mercy resumed her barstool, turned to face Rio and sipped her beer once more. The warming radiance of Mercy's smile was both tragic and sweet. I stole a look toward Iona who had a wide-eyed curious look about her and ended up at Valarie, who looked relieved enough to finally put her back to the bar and look around. We were into our second beer (still Iona and Mercy's first and Rio's fourth) when our sense of ease began floundering. One of the biker chicks that had been playing pool came over to get a round of beers for her outfit. "Candy-ass whores," the woman taunted Rio as she picked up the six beers and walked away. Rio looked to me, somewhat confused and then outraged, and ended up with a glance to Valarie. "What did you say?" Rio sounded disarmingly curious to the biker chick. "You heard me," the woman scoffed. Rio was off the stool like a shot and brought her beer down on the biker chick's head. "Iona, stay close behind me," I hissed. I motioned to Mercy to get her attention. Before the woman could right herself, Rio kicked her in the thigh. As she stumbled forward, all of her beers crashed to the sawdust on the ground. Since the target of her wrath wasn't face-planting fast enough, Rio linked her fists together and hammer-slammed the chick between the shoulder blades; down she went. "I told you to repeat what you said, Bitch!" Rio screamed as she kicked the fallen woman in the ribs. At that point, three of the biker chick's closest companions descended on Rio and pulled her away. Valarie gestured to me to stay seated and I got Mercy's attention and kept her on her stool as well. "Hold her up," growled the biker girl Rio had decked. "What did you say, Bitch?" Rio snarled right back. "Lose the bull-dykes and I'll make you taste my shoe leather." "She's trying to get killed," Valarie whispered to me. Iona tensed with fear. "No, she's trying to get us all killed," I responded softly. "Let's take her outside," the first biker babe suggested as Rio struggled and kicked, attempting to free herself. "No," a different girl directed. "Let's take her to the john; I have an idea." The other women laughed and began dragging Rio away. "Zane!" Rio called out, "We are about to have a Leather Lesbian Slut orgy. Join in anytime you like." That was my cue to get my ass kicked. I moved to intervene, Val on my left between me and the worst of the crowd, Mercy to my right, and Iona taking up the rear. Sadly, a guy around my height but with a beer gut decided that I wasn't going to have an easy time of it. "No, you don't," he threatened. It was pretty clear four or five other guys were ready to jump in. Rio's cursing form disappeared behind the doors. I didn't have much time before Rio incensed the biker chicks so much they throttled her. "Do you have a gun?" I asked with as much patience as I could muster. He grinned evilly, pulled back his vest, and showed me the automatic he had stuck into his belt. I waited until his hand released the vest and moved toward his hip. I snatched the gun, flipped it around and rammed the barrel into his stomach. The only sound in the place was the four overhead fans and some Chris Rock wannabe belting it out over the stereo system. Rio's screams were becoming shriller. "I don't appreciate you pointing a gun at one of my brothers," a different man said. He was one of the group of four that had arrived earlier but I had the impression he was 'somebody'. "I'm really busy right now but I promise to deal with you when I retrieve my friend; okay?" I didn't wait for his response because I was sure it would suck. "Do you want me to feed you your gun back one bullet at a time?" I prodded the guy I had the gun on? He looked around for the moral support from his gang members. "Do it and you are dead," he countered with what I felt was false bravado. "That will hardly do you any good," I grinned as I cocked the hammer back. "Do you want your gun back?" "Ah, yes?" the biker gulped. "Are you going to let me get my girl and get her out of here?" I asked. "Ah, sure?" he seemed confused. I un-cocked the gun, flipped the handhold around and offered him his piece, grip first. No one appeared to know what to make of that. As if expecting a trick, the guy moved slowly. When he took it, I made to move past him. "You be careful now," I told him. He cocked the gun and pressed it into the side of my ribs. "Fuck you," he managed to get out before the 'click' and the point of Valkyrie's blade dug into his jugular, drawing a line of blood. "You really are too fucking stupid to live," Val seethed. "I'm Valkyrie of the Stormriders," she challenged the room. "We wage war on the Hell's Angels and the Mongols so some two-bit outfit like you Warlords doesn't bother me in the least. I'll bleed every one of you fuckers. Your bitch picked a fight with our bitch and you wouldn't man up and deal with it so now my friends will," she growled. "Zane, go get Rio." I nodded quickly and moved past the guy with the gun. "Iona with me; Mercy, you watch Valkyrie's back," I ordered. Iona clung to my back while Mercy hesitantly moved back to back with Val. She wanted to come with us and save Rio, no doubt. I raced over to the women's bathroom and flung open the door. Four sets of eyes riveted me as I came in. The other two women were busy shoving Rio headfirst into one of the toilets. The rest of us were facing knives and guns and Rio was about to get a swirlie. "Hi," I stammered. The two women holding Rio down backed out of the stall and joined the stand-off. "Zane, what fucking took you so long?" Rio panted. She staggered out and looked Iona and I over. "Where the fuck is Mercy?" Rio sounded concerned. "You stupid cow!" I snapped. "We are about to be murdered because of you, damn it." "You left Mercy out there with those animals?" Rio screeched back. She tried to push past the other biker chicks but thankfully didn't get very far. I'd have decked her myself. "Would you please give us our friend back," I requested after taking a deep breath. I was about to be told 'no' when one of the other bikers stepped into the light and I made her out clearly for the first time. "You're, I started to say. "You are Zane Braxton," she stated. "The guy who fucked your sister for an hour?" the lady closest to the lead girl asked. "Yeah," she leered. "He's the kid from the DVD she sent me and her husband, the bitch." Yes, this was the twin sister of the Sheriff's Deputy I'd had a three-way with. Didn't she work at a college club as a bartender? What a small damn world. The whole atmosphere of the room changed. Rio shrugged off the hands holding on to her but didn't bolt. "Rio, take Iona out to the others and wait for me in the parking lot," I insisted. "No, Zane. I'm not leaving you here to take Rio's beating," Iona resisted. Rio wasn't abandoning me either. I reached out and stroked Iona's hair and put my keys in her hand. "It will be okay. No one is going to kill anyone here tonight. Now I need you to go so I can settle up accounts," I grinned down at her with only a twinge of worry. Rio resolved the matter by taking Iona by the hand and dragging her out. Iona looked to be on the verge of tears. Rio's eyes told me she's suddenly sobered up and was regretting leaving me in harm's way. I looked back at the six women and the one oddity chipped away at my senses but I didn't know what to make of it. "So, how's your husband?" was the only, and rather lame, thing I could think to say. "I think he's turned State's Evidence against the Aryan Nation," she shrugged. "I thought your husband was some sort of hardened criminal," I inquired. "Ha," several of the chicks chuckled. "Zane, my husband is an accountant," she clarified with some amusement at my expense. "But, weapons charges, he was laundering money?" I pieced it together. "Good job, College boy," the 'strange' woman congratulated me. "Let's get you out of here before someone takes offense," the leader said. "Give me your number and we'll walk you out. I'm Belle, by the way." She offered her hand and I foolishly kissed it. I quickly gave up my digits, then we did a series of handshakes, French kisses and introductions. When the 'strange' woman's turn came, she introduced herself as Willa. I wanted to fucking cry because just looking at a woman will tell me a good deal about her person, a handshake even more, and a kiss is freaking El Dorado. Willa was a biker chick but she was also college educated, had a regimented training background, and was the only woman in the room who was looking for a way to not hurt Rio, very service-minded of her. "There may be a problem," I interrupted as we headed for the door. "There is this guy," I described the guy I took the gun from, "who I took his gun and threatened him with it. This other guy," I painted a portrait of the authoritative guy, "told me he was pissed with the whole gun thing." All the women stopped and looked at one another. "Zane, where is the gun?" Belle questioned me. "I gave it back to him once he agreed that I could come in here and retrieve Rio, my friend," I answered. "It is a damn miracle you aren't dead," Willa scowled. "I would have been but my other buddy, Val, put a knife to his throat. I left her with Rio's companion covering her back," I explained. "She's kind of tough." "That the one with Stormrider colors?" Belle asked. "Yeah. She's Valarie Palmer, my classmate as FFU," I told them. "Is she Damien Palmer's little girl?" Willa guessed. "She's his oldest granddaughter; is that important?" I inquired. The women seemed nervously amused by my ignorance. "He's a God-damn legend, Zane," Belle said. "Damien Palmer once took the Stormriders to a Mongol gathering in Las Vegas. Outnumbered three to one, they kicked serious ass, cleared out the place, and he ended the fight by grabbing a Mongol chapter president and some other poor Mongol bastard, jumped out a fifth-story balcony, and used their bodies to cushion his fall. I doubt prison has mellowed him much." "Your problems are a little more immediate. The guy whose gun you took is Big Ted, he's a moron. That 'other guy' is Deacon, Warlord chapter president for Northern Virginia," Willa weighed in. "Is he going to let my girls go?" I fretted. "Let's go and find out," Belle shrugged. We stepped out, Belle in the lead, followed by Willa, then me, then the rest. There were a few guys standing by the doors watching something. No one was jumping around or nursing serious wounds so I hoped the girls had exited. "Belle, the kid and I need to have a word out back," Deacon ordered confidently. "Deacon, my sister is keeping an eye on this guy," Belle suggested. "It may not be a good idea to put him in the hospital." "We can't let him push Big Ted around; it is happening," Deacon declared. "Big Ted," she looked to the guy I'd punked, "you want to kick Zane's ass out front?" Belle left Big Ted in the awkward position of taking his chances with me or looking weak in front of his gang. "I'll hand him his nuts," Big Ted growled. Deacon gave his consent and the club emptied out into the front lot. My girls were huddled around my car and Valarie's bike. Rio looked like she was going to do something stupid like run up to me but Mercy and Val held her back. I was actually relieved to see that Iona was behind the wheel of my car with the engine running. The Warlords spread out in a rough semi-circle with Deacon, Big Ted and Belle in the center. I had backed up about ten feet toward the road, facing the Warlords, when Big Ted came for me. He was about my height but around fifty pounds heavier, thus the name Big Ted. The Warlord flexed his arms and did some kind of primitive gesture meant to intimidate me. "So do we start with 'ready, set, go' or what?" I questioned. That brought a round of laughter from the motorcycle gang and Big Ted looked over his shoulder to share in their mirth. My first kick caught him in the nuts, the second one caught him in the chest and knocked him down, and the third saw me stomping on his nut sack once again. I swept around him and kicked him in the head hard enough, he rolled over twice in the dust. Ted was seriously unconscious. For ten seconds no one said a word. Any hope I had of getting away with my underhanded win began to fade when Deacon came forward. "You come to my roadhouse, beat up one of my people, and expect to get away with it?" he grumbled. "Deacon, I am so very sorry this happened. My friends and I only wanted to come by, have a few beers, and let my buddy Val soak in the kind of establishment she was used to going to, namely a biker bar," I said carefully. "Things were said, my best bud went a little nuts, and the shit got out of hand. How can I make it up to you?" "What the fuck can you do for me?" Deacon sneered. "Five thousand dollars?" I threw out there. He studied me. "You have that kind of money?" he questioned me. "Absolutely; I can have you the money tomorrow at six p.m." I promised. "Don't fuck up," he stated with menace, "or I will hunt you and your friends down. Got it?" "Understood," I pledged. Deacon snorted in disdain and headed back inside. The rest of the Warlords were heading inside with a few dragging Ted in and I finally let my focus expand beyond my immediate environs. The car pulling up was still unexpected. I knew the shape of the person who stepped out of the Sheriff's cruiser. "Zane," Sheriff's Deputy Tara Cavanaugh greeted me happily. "Belle," she said to her sister with far less warmth. "Zane, what brings you here?" "A schoolmate of mine is a motorcyclist; she wanted to see what a biker bar was like so we ended up here." "We couldn't get in because we are only eighteen but another friend of mine got sick and had to go to the bathroom. Belle was good enough to get her out," I lied. "Zane, you have sawdust on your shoes," Tara pointed out. "I had to go part of the way in to get my friend," I grinned feebly. "Zane, are you lying to me?" Tara frowned. "Yes," I admitted. "The truth is only going to cause a whole lot of trouble, though." "Wow, morally flexible where the law is concerned," Belle licked her lips. "Of course we already knew he was all kinds of flexible, didn't we?" "Usually the point where I start being talked about like a piece of meat is my cue to leave," I stated crossly. "Deputy Cavanaugh, may I leave now?" "Beat it, Zane," Tara told me. "Thanks, Deputy; take care, Belle. It was nice to meet you and thanks for all your help," I thanked her before rejoining my companions. Valarie drove alone in the lead. The rest of us followed in my car, sans conversation. Sorting Through One Helluva Mess We kept our silence until we stepped out of the elevator on the fifth floor. Valarie grabbed Rio ferociously, slammed her into the wall with one hand holding Rio's right bicep while her forearm was pressed so it choked Rio's throat. "You stupid, crazy bitch!" Valarie howled. "You could have gotten us all killed!" I looped an arm around Mercy's waist before she could go charging to Rio's rescue, and have Valarie beat her up. "Hang on, Mercy; I'll work this out," I whispered. She nodded but her concern was burning through. It was heart-warming to see Iona put an arm through Mercy's in what would be a futile gesture to keep Mercy still if things went bad. "Get your hands off me, Cum-dumpster," Rio snarled, followed by some choking noises as Valerie applied pressure to her windpipe. Next Rio tried to kick Valerie but the bigger woman deflected it with her thigh. It was time for me to step up. "I've got this, Valerie," I told her calmly. Valerie stepped back because she figured her next option was to beat Rio black and blue. I moved into Valerie's place but put my hands to either side of Rio's shoulders. "Rio, this is done; let's put it aside and go to bed early if you want, but I want to ask you one thing if you'll let me," I asked softly. "Fuck off, Zane," Rio rumbled, "I'm not in the mood for one of your mind games." "Okay," I shrugged. "To the Bitter End," I nodded. "To the Bitter End," she muttered back, her eyes drooping to the ground. "We are done," I told the rest of the crowd. Valerie snorted angrily and I figured she'd either bitch me out or never speak to me again. Rio grabbed me before I got away. "I, damn it, Zane, I screwed up again," she choked back a sob. "I'm fine, Rio. I signed on for the crazy so I have no one to blame but myself," I reassured her. "What did you want to ask me?" she sighed as she put her cheek on my chest. "Bro, I can't keep charging in to save you and keep Iona safe at the same time. What am I going to do?" I inquired. "Sorry, Man. I fucked up big time," she moaned. "I don't know why it happened." "That doesn't matter, Rio. Let's call it a night," I said serenely. We started to break up and I could see Valerie still glaring hate at me and Rio. "Rio, do me a favor?" "What?" Rio sounded dejected. "What was the second and, third thing you asked me in the bathroom?" I inquired. Rio snapped her face up toward me, angry and upset. "Don't," she insisted. "I have a near-eidetic memory so if you don't remember, I do," Iona chimed in. "Shut up, you two," Rio snarled. "Rio, I have had it with you. Jump and I'll kick in your teeth," Val seethed in response. Mercy looked ready to jump in too. "You said 'Where is, I began. "Don't, damn it," Rio growled, but she could see I wasn't going to relent. "Fine," she groaned in defeat. "I asked where Mercy was, then I bitched you out for leaving her with those 'animals'. Happy now?" "Pretty much, yeah," I tried not to sound pleased with myself. What I did accomplish was put a glimmer of understanding in Valerie's mind. A few seconds later Mercy clued in too. "Oh, Rio," Mercy teared up, "you didn't have to worry." "I swear, if you cry I'm going to shove so many ice cubes up your cunt, your eyes will shimmer like a snow globe," Rio swore to Mercy. "Rio," Valerie sighed with exasperation, "Learn how to fight, and more importantly, learn when not to fight." In the pack dynamic, going off and picking your own fight was nuts; fighting for someone in your group was totally different. By the uncomplicated code that nomads lived by, you stuck up for your own, and that made all the difference to Valerie. Rio was still crazy and could have gotten us all killed, but she'd done it for another member of the group; in this, case, Mercy. That demanded a reprimand, not expulsion. "How about we go up to Zane's and have some ice-cream?" Iona suggested. "We have ice-cream?" Rio perked up. "When did this happen?" "Rio," Iona sighed wearily, "we put them in on the first day. They are two 1950's style ice-cream freezers, one opposite the close showers and the other down by the far kitchenette." "Mercy," Rio grinned fiercely, "Bring several wash cloths to bed tonight. I'm going to cover your nipples with mint chocolate chip and lick it off." I wondered if Mercy could actually orgasm to death, she certainly looked ready to. "I thought you were going to, Mercy turned to Rio and patted her own behind. "Pound-cake, what makes you think you are getting any sleep tonight?" Rio chastised Mercy, then spanked her ass. "Rio, are you bi-polar?" Val ground out. "One second you are weeping on Zane's shoulder and the next you are engaging in kinky foreplay with your girlfriend." "She's not my girlfriend, she's my toy," Rio corrected. "Also, this shit ain't over. I know Zane jumped on a grenade meant for me but I can't do anything about it right now. I know I put us all in danger, again, nothing I can do about it at the moment. I do know that when I find that bitch Belle or any of her girl-pals, I'm going upside their heads with a pool cue, though." "Gosh," mused Iona, "I should figure out what I want on my tombstone." "Mine is going to read 'didn't kill Rio Talon soon enough'," griped Valerie. "Hardy-har-har," grumped Rio. "You are acting like they'll ever find our bodies." "You annoy me," Mercy whispered to Rio before licking her ear. "Careful, you," Rio smirked. "Ice cubes-cunt snow globe." I was thankful when I got to the door lock, entered my code, and held the door for them to head up. I tagged Valerie at the top of the stairs. She looked at me with annoyance but softened to curiosity when she saw my concern. "Zane," Vivian called out before I got anywhere. "We need to talk." That was depressing. "Val, I need to ask you something important. Can you please wait?" I asked the biker babe. "Sure," she promised before heading to get a drink. I walked with Vivian into my bedroom area. At the foot of the bed was laid out a skirt, shirt, bra, panties and socks. The shoes were on the floor. The owner was no mystery. Reclining on the pillows was Paige. She was clothed, sort of. She was decked out all in brilliant red: stockings, garter belt, silky panties, and a gauze-like bra that highlighted her pale breasts perfectly. Her flesh radiated like freshly fallen snow and her hair flowed forth from my pillow like a glacier crafted by spiders into a delicate web. "Hey," I sighed hungrily. "Hey," Paige responded in a rich sultry voice. "Paige!" Vivian snapped. "How did you get past me?" "I'm a ghost-panthress stalking my prey," Paige leered. "With the way Zane's heart is pounding, I'm doing a good job of it too." "Get up, put on a robe, and leave the room now," Vivian insisted. "Oh," groaned Paige as she rolled over and shook her delicious shaped bottom at me, "I'm so tired. I need someone's help in getting out of bed." Yes, I wanted to go to the bed right then, but it had nothing to do with helping Paige actually get out of that bed or that position. "I'll take care of her," I told Vivian. I walked to a wardrobe across the room, opened it up, and took a look around inside. Vivian walked behind me and gasped. "What are you doing with all these robes, all these women's robes, Zane?" Vivian muttered. "I got them predicated on the notion that I would have women up here. I thought it would be considerate of me to give them a choice of what to wear," I indicated my selection. "How did you smuggle them all in here?" Vivian wondered. "We have mail service, Vivian. I ordered them online." She seemed confused. The university didn't block clothing sites from their computer network. I pulled out a short red one with a white and black tiger circling on the back and showed it to Paige. "Oh, cool, I'll look like a Bangkok whore," Paige sounded conflicted. "Actually, this one is from China so that would make you a White Russian Shanghai hooker," I corrected. "Oh, I like that," Paige purred as she crawled over to my side of the bed on all fours. &qu

Após meses de afastamento econômico e político entre Brasil e Estados Unidos, os presidentes Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva e Donald Trump se reuniram ontem pela primeira vez, em Kuala Lumpur, na Malásia. Ambos se declararam otimistas sobre uma reversão do quadro. Após o encontro, Lula afirmou que a busca de soluções para a tarifa de 50% sobre produtos brasileiros e a revisão de sanções a autoridades começam “imediatamente”. Trump não tomou uma decisão imediata, mas afirmou que os Estados Unidos estão abertos a “avançar rápido”. Uma nova rodada de negociações será feita, provavelmente, na próxima semana, com uma viagem de ministros brasileiros a Washington. Em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, Felipe Estre, professor da Relações Internacionais da Universidade de Brasília e da Escola Superior de Defesa, disse que o saldo da conversa entre Lula e Trump é positivo e indica que há margem para negociações envolvendo etanol e terras raras para os Estados Unidos, entre outros pontos. "É possível que a redução de tarifas não seja completa, seja parcial e em escalas. O caminho está aberto e a reconstrução de confiança está acontecendo", afirmou.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Emanuel Bomfim e Leandro Cacossi homenageiam Edgard Benedito Gonçalves, o seu Edgard, funcionário mais antigo da rádio, que faleceu no domingo, 26, aos 83 anos.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

O programa Start Eldorado nesta edição é especial: o espaço de inovação, IA e tecnologia da Rádio Eldorado FM chega, nesta semana, à sua 400ª edição. O apresentador Daniel Gonzales recebe José Renato Gonçalves, presidente da NEC no Brasil, e André Eletério, diretor de Marketing da multinacional, para uma conversa sobre a evolução tecnológica desde o início dessa jornada no rádio, além da consolidação da Inteligência Artificial nos ambientes de negócios de hoje e o cenário das transformações digitais na sociedade ao longo dos anos. O Start vai ao ar às 21h, na Rádio Eldorado FM 107,3 (para toda Grande SP), site, apps, canais digitais e assistentes de voz.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Em 1985, a Eldorado fez uma parceria com a TV Cultura para transmitir um debate com os candidatos à prefeitura de São Paulo. Jânio Quadros, que ganharia a eleição, não quis participar. Os destaques foram Fernando Henrique Cardoso e Eduardo Suplicy. O jornalista Adhemar Altieri (Eldorado) foi o responsável pela mediação.

A União Europeia anunciou ontem o 19° pacote de sanções contra a Rússia. Os alvos dessas restrições são, principalmente, empresas de energia, criptomoedas e bancos. O objetivo é pressionar a Rússia por um cessar-fogo na guerra com a Ucrânia. As medidas foram tomadas um dia após o anúncio de novas sanções dos Estados Unidos contra duas companhias petrolíferas russas, na tentativa de atingir a capacidade de financiamento da guerra por parte do país. Em entrevista à Rádio Eldorado, o pesquisador Leonardo Paz, do Núcleo de Prospecção e Inteligência Internacional da FGV (FGV NPII), disse que as sanções têm pouco efeito prático de imediato, “Fica cada vez mais difícil financiar a guerra, mas isso tem impactado pouco no campo de batalha”, afirmou. Para o especialista, um impacto maior poderia ocorrer com a suspensão da importação de gás russo pela União Europeia, prevista para 2027.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ricardo Cardim, botânico e paisagista, apresenta análises e comentários sobre a agenda verde nas cidades. Quadro vai ao ar na Rádio Eldorado às quintas, ao vivo, às 07h45, no Jornal Eldorado; e em boletins às segundas e quartas, às 12h30 e 16h.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Reviva el programa completo del 23 de octubre de 2025 en Mañanas Blu con Camila Zuluaga.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

El general Pinto fue enfático al señalar que, dado que la seguridad aérea es la prioridad para la autoridad, "es mejor esperar 2 horas para la vida y no la vida perderla en 2 horas". Respaldó la decisión tomada por el director de operaciones, asegurando que fue acertada. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Márcio Astrini, secretário-executivo do Observatório do Clima, trata dos temas mais relevantes sobre e da COP-30 - evento que discute ações de combate às mudanças climáticas e este ano ocorre em Belém, no Pará. A coluna vai ao ar às 2ªs, 7h45, no Jornal Eldorado.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ricardo Cardim, botânico e paisagista, apresenta análises e comentários sobre a agenda verde nas cidades. Quadro vai ao ar na Rádio Eldorado às quintas, ao vivo, às 07h45, no Jornal Eldorado; e em boletins às segundas e quartas, às 12h30 e 16h.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Interview with Glenn Mullan, President & CEO of Val-d'Or Mining CorporationOur previous interview: https://www.cruxinvestor.com/posts/val-dor-mining-vzz-new-royalty-story-emulating-recent-success-1729Recording date: 10th October 2025Val-d'Or Mining Corporation employs a prospect generation model centered on staking mineral properties 100%, conducting minimal initial exploration with an annual budget of only $300,000, then partnering with larger mining companies to fund drilling and development work. This approach reduces the need for capital-intensive exploration and limits shareholder dilution typical in junior miners. Their current major partnership with Eldorado Gold involves $36.5 million committed exploration spending across 12 properties in Quebec and Ontario. Val-d'Or earns revenues from this partnership via 10% management fees on Ontario properties they operate, option payments totaling about $200,000 per year, advance royalty payments, and leasing income from their office building.Val-d'Or owns over 50 properties in tier-one mining jurisdictions within Quebec and Ontario, focusing on geological regions like the Abitibi greenstone belt. Their strategic property acquisition targets gaps left between major players such as Agnico Eagle, who consolidated much of the region's geology. By acquiring and thoroughly evaluating properties with modest spending, they attract partners who fund detailed exploration, while Val-d'Or retains royalty interests generally targeting a 2% net smelter return (NSR). As partners meet spending milestones and vest their interests, Val-d'Or's royalties become crystallized, providing long-term revenue without the risks and capital requirements of full mine development.The company's President and CEO, Glenn Mullan, boasts a track record of three successful exits generating over $500 million collectively by selling royalty companies rather than mines. This strategy, combined with the current high gold price environment and the industry's demand for exploration assets, positions Val-d'Or as a compelling investment. Their structure maintains significant insider ownership for stability, while the partnership model minimizes dilution and exploration risk. With drilling commencing on multiple properties and over $36 million committed from Eldorado, Val-d'Or is actively advancing their asset base toward royalty monetization in a robust gold market.In summary, Val-d'Or Mining exemplifies a non-dilutive, prospect generation model leveraging partnerships to develop a portfolio of royalty-bearing properties with diversified near-term revenue, a strong historical track record, and optimized for current market conditions in Canadian gold mining .Learn more: https://www.cruxinvestor.com/companies/val-dor-miningSign up for Crux Investor: https://cruxinvestor.com

Rauno Perttu, CEO and Chairman of Provenance Gold (CSE:PAU) (OTCQB:PVGDF), joins us for a comprehensive exploration update on the Eldorado Gold project in eastern Oregon; across both their Eldorado West and Eldorado East claim block areas.  We also get into Oregon as a mining jurisdiction and dispel some common misconceptions.   Eldorado West is where most of the historic work and modern exploration work has been completed, and it hosts a historical resource estimate of 1.98 million oz at 0.75 g/t gold, with ~22,000 meters (m) of historical drilling. On October 8th the Company announced the first step-out drilling results from the Herman Area of its Eldorado West gold project, significantly expanding the potential scale and scope of gold.   Highlights from these step-out holes:   Drill hole #ED27 returned 25 g/t gold over 44.20m, within 179.83m of 0.67 g/t gold  Drill hole #ED28 returned 1.01 g/t gold over 108.20 meters within 0.82 g/t gold over 172.21m   Drill holes ED27 and ED28, the first holes completed in the newly permitted Herman Area, are located 730 meters south of recently reported hole E26; and intersected broad, pervasive intervals of strong gold mineralization from surface. These 2 holes also identified a new mineralized contact zone between the host sedimentary rocks and the diorite which is shallow-dipping, laterally extensive, and projects south, west, and northwest of ED27 and ED28.  The company will continue stepping out in future drilling to test the limits of the system before then working on validating and expanding the historic resources.   Eldorado East now includes the recently acquired 5,867 acres where there is ground-work, sampling, and drill permitting underway and is expected to be ready to drill by Spring 2026.  There are historical resource estimates at Sunday Hill with roughly 170,000 oz at 23.15 g/t gold and the Randall Mine area with roughly  50,000 oz at 8 g/t gold.   We then shift the conversation over to common investor misconceptions about mining and mineral development in eastern Oregon, and some of the permitting progress being made by other nearby companies in that part of the state with local stakeholders and the government.   Wrapping up we shift to the financial health of the company to execute on their immediate work initiatives, and how things could even be expanded more rapidly moving into next year.   The estimates mentioned within are considered to be historical in nature, should not be relied upon, and is provided only for historical context on development of the property. A Qualified Person has not completed sufficient work to classify the historical estimate as a current mineral resource, and it predates current CIM (Canadian Institute of Mining, Metallurgy and Petroleum) categories. Provenance is not treating the historical estimate as a current mineral resource or reserve. Significant data compilation, redrilling, resampling and data verification will be required by a qualified person before the historical estimate can be classified as a current resource.     If you have any follow up questions for Rauno about Provenance Gold, then please email us at Fleck@kerport.com or Shad@kereport.com.   Click here to follow the news at Provenance Gold

Márcio Astrini, secretário-executivo do Observatório do Clima, trata dos temas mais relevantes sobre e da COP-30 - evento que discute ações de combate às mudanças climáticas e este ano ocorre em Belém, no Pará. A coluna vai ao ar às 2ªs, 7h45, no Jornal Eldorado.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

➡️ Today we have a very special guest, Ben Marriott, joining us on the show! Ben is a motion designer and illustrator from Sydney, Australia, and is one of YouTube's biggest animation educators. His entire design process is all about creating work that is intentional and impactful, something that he shares in both his courses and tutorials, and a point he makes about his Favorite Frame™ that he's sharing with us today. Tune in as he discusses his detailed motion design workflow with us, including his initial design-thinking for every project as well as his technical expertise in traditional and digital media to bring his concepts to life, and so much more!➡️ Check out this episode of the podcast on Youtube as well.➡️ Come connect with us on social: Instagram, Twitter, Facebook and LinkedIn.➡️ Enjoying the show? Feel free to leave us a review on Spotify and Apple Podcasts.➡️ Today's show notes:Ben's Website, https://www.benmarriott.com/aboutBen's Courses, https://www.benmarriott.com/Design Breakthrough, https://www.benmarriott.com/design-breakthroughBen's Youtube Channel, https://www.youtube.com/@BenMarriottPixorama, https://www.instagram.com/pixo.rama/Buck, https://buck.co/Pinterest, https://www.pinterest.com/Creativity Talk by John Cleese (1991), https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvKeu46jgwoMonty Python, https://www.montypython.com/Discovering the WHY Behind Your Styleframes with Ryan Summers (Ep. 8), https://youtu.be/ThJIz9esa4M?si=-Un6Ad0PoKM9SdpNAdobe Photoshop, https://photoshop.adobe.com/?promoid=HHJ4XB3V&mv=other&mv2=ahome&lang=enAdobe Illustrator, https://www.adobe.com/products/illustrator/free-trial-download.htmlAdobe After Effects, https://www.adobe.com/products/aftereffects.html—➡️ Affiliate links:If you decide to make a purchase through one of our affiliate links we will get a small commission at no additional cost to you. Rest assured that we would recommend these products regardless of their commission-based opportunities.Riverside—➡️ Theme Music:Late Night Latte by Harrison Amer. Licensed by Premiumbeat.➡️ Other Music:Hold Music by Eldorado. Licensed by ⁠Premiumbeat⁠.➡️ Styleframe Saturdays is a proud member of the Formerle brand family.Permissions granted by the artist.

Send us a textBunny sits down with Ryan VanderGiesen, founder of Hello Sweet Cream, the artisanal ice cream shop winning hearts from Eldorado to CHOMP. Ryan shares his leap from a Fortune 35 corporate role to “phase two” in Santa Fe, family roots in soda fountains, and the craft behind his ultra-creamy, low-overrun ice cream. We talk blue corn with piñon brittle, basil-berry cheesecake crumble, apple green chile crumble, and a new 21+ pumpkin-ale experiment. Plus: why Santa Fe's kindness, creativity, and community made this dream possible—and where to find a fresh waffle cone today.Find Hello Sweet Cream: IG @heysweetcream • FB @hellosweetcream • hellosweetcream.comBunny Terry's website Bunny Terry Instagram Bunny Terry Facebook Original Music by: Kene Terry

Ricardo Cardim, botânico e paisagista, apresenta análises e comentários sobre a agenda verde nas cidades. Quadro vai ao ar na Rádio Eldorado às quintas, ao vivo, às 07h45, no Jornal Eldorado; e em boletins às segundas e quartas, às 12h30 e 16h.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Noa Essengue, Joan Beringer, Nolan Traoré, Noah Penda, Maxime Raynaud, Mohamed Diawara... Six Français ont été drafté cette saison ! C'est plus que jamais auparavant. Quelle place pour les rookies français cette saison ? La draft, est-ce toujours un eldorado ?

Kris and David are back as we discuss the week that was October 1-7, 2007. Topics of discussion include:Nigel McGuinness winning the ROH Title from Takeshi Morishima and why it happened when it did.Larry Sweeney's role in ROH and how it could've been even better.A wacky Dixie Carter conference call to hype up the first ever two hour episode of TNA Impact, which was wall to wall, full-on insanity topped off by a great review from Bryan Alvarez in F4W.The saga of Leticia Cline and how she found her way back to TNA.The official end of Dream Stage Entertainment.The first ever Antonio Peña Memorial Show in AAA.El Hijo del Santo hooks up with the World Boxing Council in to promote shows in Mexico.The Dream Reunion convention, naturally, turning into a nightmare.John Cena tearing his right pectoral muscle and having to relinquish his WWE Championship, thus sending the following Sunday's No Mercy PPV into a state of flux.Raw, ECW, Smackdown, and No Mercy all have a wild and wooly week in the realm of WWE TV.The story of CM Punk meeting Tony Atlas in OVW and what a story that was.This was quite the damn show, folks, so you better not miss this one!!!!Timestamps:0:00:00 ROH0:34:27 TNA1:47:44 Japan: Dream Stage Entertainment, Tadao Yasuda, NOAH, BJPW, DDT, Dragongate, El Dorado, FUCK!, Ganko Pro, KAGEKI, Osaka Pro, Riki Office, UWAI Station, NEO Ladies, Sendai Girls, & Pro Wrestling Sun2:06:55 Classic Commercial Break2:10:25 Halftime2:37:33 Other North America: AAA, CMLL, IWRG, Monterrey, Tijuana, Hijo del Santo/WBC, FTW (MA), NWA Anarchy, IWA East Coast, JuggaloCW, & Dream Reunion convention2:56:12 WWETo support the show and get access to exclusive rewards like special members-only monthly themed shows, go to our Patreon page at Patreon.com/BetweenTheSheets and become an ongoing Patron. Becoming a Between the Sheets Patron will also get you exclusive access to not only the monthly themed episode of Between the Sheets, but also access to our new mailbag segment, a Patron-only chat room on Slack, and anything else we do outside of the main shows!If you're looking for the best deal on a VPN service—short for Virtual Private Network, it helps you get around regional restrictions as well as browse the internet more securely—then Private Internet Access is what you've been looking for. Not only will using our link help support Between The Sheets, but you'll get a special discount, with prices as low as $1.98/month if you go with a 40 month subscription. With numerous great features and even a TV-specific Android app to make streaming easier, there is no better choice if you're looking to subscribe to WWE Network, AEW Plus, and other region-locked services.For the best in both current and classic indie wrestling streaming, make sure to check out IndependentWrestling.tv and use coupon code BTSPOD for a free 5 day trial! (You can also go directly to TinyURL.com/IWTVsheets to sign up that way.) If you convert to a paid subscriber, we get a kickback for referring you, allowing you to support both the show and the indie scene.You can also use code BTSPOD to save 25% on your first payment — whether paying month to month or annually — when you subscribe to Ultimate Classic Wrestling Network at ClassicWrestling.net!To subscribe, you can find us on iTunes, Google Play, and just about every other podcast app's directory, or you can also paste Feeds.FeedBurner.com/BTSheets into your favorite podcast app using whatever “add feed manually” option it has.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/between-the-sheets/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brands

My longtime friend Paul Anderson of El Dorado Outfitters has been in the outfitting business for over 20 years. However, it was his passion for wing shooting that lead him to open a wingshooting paradise in Tamaulipas, Mexico. A true bird hunting paradise, El Dorado offers volume dove and duck hunts as well as the [...]

Márcio Astrini, secretário-executivo do Observatório do Clima, trata dos temas mais relevantes sobre e da COP-30 - evento que discute ações de combate às mudanças climáticas e este ano ocorre em Belém, no Pará. A coluna vai ao ar às 2ªs, 7h45, no Jornal Eldorado.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Kris and David are back as we discuss the week that was October 1-7, 2007. Topics of discussion include:Nigel McGuinness winning the ROH Title from Takeshi Morishima and why it happened when it did.Larry Sweeney's role in ROH and how it could've been even better.A wacky Dixie Carter conference call to hype up the first ever two hour episode of TNA Impact, which was wall to wall, full-on insanity topped off by a great review from Bryan Alvarez in F4W.The saga of Leticia Cline and how she found her way back to TNA.The official end of Dream Stage Entertainment.The first ever Antonio Peña Memorial Show in AAA.El Hijo del Santo hooks up with the World Boxing Council in to promote shows in Mexico.The Dream Reunion convention, naturally, turning into a nightmare.John Cena tearing his right pectoral muscle and having to relinquish his WWE Championship, thus sending the following Sunday's No Mercy PPV into a state of flux.Raw, ECW, Smackdown, and No Mercy all have a wild and wooly week in the realm of WWE TV.The story of CM Punk meeting Tony Atlas in OVW and what a story that was.This was quite the damn show, folks, so you better not miss this one!!!!Timestamps:0:00:00 ROH0:34:27 TNA1:47:44 Japan: Dream Stage Entertainment, Tadao Yasuda, NOAH, BJPW, DDT, Dragongate, El Dorado, FUCK!, Ganko Pro, KAGEKI, Osaka Pro, Riki Office, UWAI Station, NEO Ladies, Sendai Girls, & Pro Wrestling Sun2:06:55 Classic Commercial Break2:10:25 Halftime2:37:33 Other North America: AAA, CMLL, IWRG, Monterrey, Tijuana, Hijo del Santo/WBC, FTW (MA), NWA Anarchy, IWA East Coast, JuggaloCW, & Dream Reunion convention2:56:12 WWETo support the show and get access to exclusive rewards like special members-only monthly themed shows, go to our Patreon page at Patreon.com/BetweenTheSheets and become an ongoing Patron. Becoming a Between the Sheets Patron will also get you exclusive access to not only the monthly themed episode of Between the Sheets, but also access to our new mailbag segment, a Patron-only chat room on Slack, and anything else we do outside of the main shows!If you're looking for the best deal on a VPN service—short for Virtual Private Network, it helps you get around regional restrictions as well as browse the internet more securely—then Private Internet Access is what you've been looking for. Not only will using our link help support Between The Sheets, but you'll get a special discount, with prices as low as $1.98/month if you go with a 40 month subscription. With numerous great features and even a TV-specific Android app to make streaming easier, there is no better choice if you're looking to subscribe to WWE Network, AEW Plus, and other region-locked services.For the best in both current and classic indie wrestling streaming, make sure to check out IndependentWrestling.tv and use coupon code BTSPOD for a free 5 day trial! (You can also go directly to TinyURL.com/IWTVsheets to sign up that way.) If you convert to a paid subscriber, we get a kickback for referring you, allowing you to support both the show and the indie scene.You can also use code BTSPOD to save 25% on your first payment — whether paying month to month or annually — when you subscribe to Ultimate Classic Wrestling Network at ClassicWrestling.net!To subscribe, you can find us on iTunes, Google Play, and just about every other podcast app's directory, or you can also paste Feeds.FeedBurner.com/BTSheets into your favorite podcast app using whatever “add feed manually” option it has.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/between-the-sheets/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brands

Kokain und Champagner im Eldorado, wilde Nächte zwischen Glanz und Skandal am legendären Ku'damm. Das ist der Berliner Westen in den goldenen 1920er Jahren. Doch hinter der Lust nach Exzess steht auch der Wunsch, das Leid des Ersten Weltkriegs zu vergessen. In dieser Bonusfolge von Crime History geht es um Drogendealer, Abhängigkeit und Absturz.

O que a literatura policial revela sobre a sociedade? Os escritores Raphael Montes e Edyr Augusto, que renovaram o gênero no Brasil, falam neste episódio sobre a escrita de histórias de crime e suspense à brasileira e também das adaptações audiovisuais de tramas que criaram. Montes é autor de Dias Perfeitos (Companhia das Letras), que virou série no Globoplay, enquanto Augusto publicou Pssica (Boitempo), adaptado para as telas pela Netflix. A conversa com a jornalista Roberta Martinelli, da Rádio Eldorado e TV Cultura, aconteceu em junho durante A Feira do Livro 2025. Apoio confirmado: Lei Rouanet – Incentivo a Projetos Culturais  Assine a Quatro Cinco Um por R$ 10/mês: https://bit.ly/Assine451  Seja um Ouvinte Entusiasta e apoie o 451 MHz: https://bit.ly/Assine451  

Ricardo Cardim, botânico e paisagista, apresenta análises e comentários sobre a agenda verde nas cidades. Quadro vai ao ar na Rádio Eldorado às quintas, ao vivo, às 07h45, no Jornal Eldorado; e em boletins às segundas e quartas, às 12h30 e 16h.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Decision Space is the podcast about decisions in board games. Join our active and welcoming Discord community, Join the crew today! (Decision Space Patreon), or Leave us a review wherever you find this podcast! Episode 234 - Deckbuilding 101 and Dominion Pete and Brendan dig into one of the most popular mechanisms in modern gaming: deckbuilding?  Why is it so popular?  How does a deckbuilding decision space flip engine building on its head?  For today's Deckbuilding 101 class, we of course use Dominion as our case study into the genre and examine whether the game still holds up in 2025.   Other Games mentioned StarCraft, Magic the Gathering, Ascension, Star Realms, Great Western Trail, Clank, Shards of Infinity, Slay the Spire. Quest for El Dorado, Fort, Imperium: Legends, Tag Team     Preplanners We have a special guest lined up as well as a special draft to round out our component series!   Music and Sound Credits Thank you to Hembree for our intro and outro music from their song Reach Out. You can listen to the full song on YouTube here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQuuRPfOyMw&list=TLGGFNH7VEDPgwgyNTA4MjAyMQ&t=3s You can find more information about Hembree at https://www.hembreemusic.com/.  Thank you to Flash Floods for use of their song Palm of Your Hand as a sting from their album Halfway to Anywhere: https://open.spotify.com/album/2fE6LrqzNDKPYWyS5evh3K?si=CCjdAGmeSnOOEui6aV3_nA Intermission Music: music elevator ext part 1/3 by Jay_You -- https://freesound.org/s/467243/ -- License: Attribution 4.0 Bell with Crows by MKzing -- https://freesound.org/s/474266/ -- License: Creative Commons 0 hammer v2.wav by blukotek -- https://freesound.org/s/337815/ -- License: Creative Commons 0   Contact Follow and reach us on social media on Bluesky @decisionspace.bsky.social. If you prefer email, then hit us up at decisionspa@gmail.com. This information is all available along with episodes at our new website decisionspacepodcast.com. Byeee!

Host Richie Tevlin talks with Ryan Seiz, owner and founder of Warwick Farm Brewing. Warwick Farm has become one of the fastest growing breweries in Pennsylvania, known for its high quality beer and strong community presence. Ryan also serves on the Brewers of Pennsylvania Board of Directors, where he contributes to advancing and supporting the state's brewing industry.   Warwick Farm Brewing: @warwickfarmbrewing https://www.warwickfarmbrewing.com/ _____________________________________________ THANK YOU TO OUR SPONSOR: Zilka & Co Brewing Supplies: https://zilkaandcompany.com/elementor-1120/   Brad Adelson - Technical Expert brad@zilkaandcompany.com 818-400-7323   The Beer Accountant: https://www.paddymaccpa.com/brewerysolutions Email: pmcdonald@paddymaccpa.com 267-566-4077 - Patrick McDonald - Licensed CPA _______________________________________ EPISODE NOTES: Mentioned Breweries Yards Brewing - Epi 36 - Philadelphia, PA Troegs Brewing - Hershey, PA Bonn Place - Bethlehem, PA Eclipse Brewing - Epi 67 - Merchantville, NJ Human Robot - Epi 10, 15, & 62 - Philadelphia, PA Forest & Main Brewing - Epi 17 - Ambler, PA Sierra Nevada - Chico, CA Mentioned People John Palmer - Beer Author Tom Tabor - Owner of Warwick Farm Brewing Tim Tabor - General Manager of Warwick Farm Jay Trauger - Head of Operations of Warwick Farm John & Chris Trogner - Owners of Troeg's Brewery Robin - Owner of Warwick Farm Brewing Scott - Owner of Warwick Farm Brewing Bill Covaleski - Co-Founder of Victory Brewing John Segal - Hop Farmer Hannah Ison - Epi 64 - Executive Director of BOP Rich Wagner - Epi 50 - Philadelphia Beer Historian Jeff Norman - Epi 33 - Founder of the Kennett Brewfest Tom Kehoe - Epi 36 - Founder of Yards Brewing Megan Hilbert - Epi 67 - Owner of Eclipse Brewing Chris Roller - Epi 62 - Co-Owner of Human Robot Chris - Owner of Richboro Beer & Soda Mentioned Businesses Los Angeles Angels - MLB Team Keystone Homebrew - Legendary Homebrew Shop Blichmann Engineering Deutsche Beverage + Process CLS Farms - Hop Farm Yakima Valley - Hop Farm Yakima Chief - National Hop Producer Roy Farms - Hop Farm Crosby Hops - Hop Farm Abstrax Hops - Experimental Hop Extracts  Haas - Innovative Hop Products VinePair - Craft Alcohol Magazine Brewers of PA - Epi 64 - PAs Brewers Guild VisitBucksCo - Epi 65  Beermill WC - ⁠Epi 23⁠ - Beer Distributor  Stone's Beverage - Epi 3 - Beer Distributor & Retail Store KC Prime - Local BucksCo Restaurant  Ardana - Local BucksCo Restaurant  Richboro Beer & Soda - Beer Retail Store _______________________________________ What We Drank? Expedition Bucks County Pilsner | 5.0% Warwick Farm Brewing & Bucks County Breweries ---------------------------------- Hopspiracy Hazy IPA | 6.5% | ADHA 218, El Dorado & Simcoe Warwick Farm Brewing ---------------------------------- _______________________________________ STAY CONNECTED: Instagram: ⁠⁠@brewedat⁠⁠ / ⁠⁠@thebrewedatpodcast⁠⁠ Tik Tok: ⁠⁠@brewedat ⁠⁠/ ⁠⁠@thebrewedatpodcast⁠⁠ YouTube: ⁠⁠@brewedat⁠⁠ / ⁠⁠@thebrewedatpodcast⁠ LinkedIn: ⁠BrewedAt Website: ⁠⁠www.brewedat.com  

Márcio Astrini, secretário-executivo do Observatório do Clima, trata dos temas mais relevantes sobre e da COP-30 - evento que discute ações de combate às mudanças climáticas e este ano ocorre em Belém, no Pará. A coluna vai ao ar às 2ªs, 7h45, no Jornal Eldorado.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In 2017, a climber was murdered outside of Squamish. His body was found with gunshot wounds, inside a smoldering, burnt vehicle. He was suspected to be the climber known as Jesse James, a Squamish dirtbag who made his mark on the scene, both in real life and online. In fact, it took three years for investigators to discover his real name and his incredible and sordid past. Who was this person really and what clues did his past reveal about who killed him—or why? Steven Chua is a freelance journalist based in Vancouver. He's a rock climber, and the host of Dirtbag Climber, a new true-crime podcast from the CBC's Uncover. This riveting new podcast peels back the layers of Jess James, a former neo-nazi turned crypto king dirtbag climbing outlaw. But first, your well-intentioned hosts try to breathe a bit of positivity into the world by shining our lights on several climbing stories that are all good and about which nothing negative can be said. Today's final bit comes from climber, OG Stone Monkey, public speaker and purveyor of joy, just like us, Timmy O'Neill. He is also the sometimes touring drummer for the Surf Rock Duo, Par Avion. Featured is the track Bikini Beach Bash recorded live at the Eldorado in downtown Carbondale CO. Show Notes Listen to "Dirtbag Climber" from Uncover Follow Steven Chua on X Michaela Kiersch announces first ascent of Mad Lib (5.14d) "Cerro Torre Winter Solo" on Colin Haley's blog Tim Emmett is pretty fired up Dave Graham climbs V16 Walton Goggins - Batso Become a RunOut Rope Gun! Support our podcast and increase your RunOut runtime. Bonus episodes, AMA, and more will be available to our Rope Guns. Thank you for your support! http://patreon.com/runoutpodcast Contact us Send ideas, voicemail, feedback and more. andrew@runoutpodcast.com // chris@runoutpodcast.com

Longtime source of local news on Central Coast shut down abruptly. We'll hear from reporters about what is lost. Also, the Central Valley gets more news coverage with new collaboration. El Dorado county cheese makers bring their farm to your fork.

Ricardo Cardim, botânico e paisagista, apresenta análises e comentários sobre a agenda verde nas cidades. Quadro vai ao ar na Rádio Eldorado às quintas, ao vivo, às 07h45, no Jornal Eldorado; e em boletins às segundas e quartas, às 12h30 e 16h.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The murder of Barbara Hamburg might read like fiction — a bitter divorce, a mysterious pyramid scheme, a family full of secrets — but for her son Madison, it was all too real. In 2010, Barbara was found bludgeoned to death outside her home in the affluent shoreline town of Madison, Connecticut. In this episode, we explore a case that captivated author Megan Abbott, inspired her novel El Dorado Drive, and remains unsolved 15 years later. "Crimes of the Centuries" is a podcast from Grab Bag Collab exploring forgotten crimes from times past that made a mark and helped change history. You can get early and ad-free episodes on the Grab Bag Patreon page.  DON'T FORGET ABOUT THE CRIMES OF THE CENTURIES BOOK!  Order today at www.centuriespod.com/book (https://www.centuriespod.com/book)! Follow us on Instagram and Twitter: @centuriespod Episode Sponsors. Hiya Health. We've worked out a special deal with Hiya for their best selling children's vitamin. Receive 50% off your first order. To claim this deal you must go to hiyahealth.com/COTC. Cornbread Hemp. Right now, COTC listeners can save 30% on their first order! Just head to cornbreadhemp.com/COTC and use code COTC at checkout. Home Chef. For a limited time, Home Chef is offering my listeners FIFTY PERCENT OFF and free shipping for your first box PLUS free dessert for life! Go to HomeChef.com/COTC