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Are You Ready for the Marriage Feast? (audio) David Eells – 10/12/25 “Hurry” Repent, Bride Escapes V. W. - 3/11/19 (David's notes red) I had a dream which I think is an encouraging exhortation. It was daytime, and I was standing in a tunnel that was made to walk through. The ground was covered with sand, and the light was coming in from the outside, so I could see. This was a short tunnel, and it somehow led into a longer tunnel. I was alone in this tunnel. After I woke up, I asked the Lord what this tunnel represented, and I believe he showed me that it meant death to self to rise on the other side. (like a baptism) And I asked for a scripture about the tunnel, and received by faith, at random, 2Ki.20:5 Turn back, and say to Hezekiah the prince of my people, Thus saith the Lord, the God of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, I have seen thy tears: behold, I will heal thee; on the third day thou shalt go up unto the house of the Lord. (The third day is resurrection of the Man-child Jesus, and Hezekiah represents the end time Man-child who is caught up to the throne of God on the third day. V.W. here represents the Bride.) While I was standing there, I heard a man just outside the tunnel. There was a lot of brush and some small trees outside where he was. He was advertising his product, which was shoes (or something to spray on your shoes). The advantage of the shoes was for the protection of the person wearing them, “that fire would not hurt them and that smoke from fire could not be smelled on them”. (The shoes represent the walk of repentance and faith) (Dan.3:27 The satraps, the prefects, the governors and the king's high officials gathered around and saw in regard to these men that the fire had no effect on the bodies of these men nor was the hair of their head singed, nor were their trousers damaged, nor had the smell of fire even come upon them.) (What these 3 lost in the fire was their bonds, which represent the flesh.) He had a loud voice as he proclaimed this and it seemed he really wanted whoever heard him to wear the shoes, and he was urgent about it. But I did not see anyone out there because it was a rural area. (Mat.3:3 For this is he that was spoken of through Isaiah the prophet, saying, The voice of one crying in the wilderness, Make ready the way of the Lord, Make His paths straight!) (The repentance spirit in the John the Baptist ministry is crying loudly urgently to those in the wilderness or rural areas to prepare them for the coming of the Lord. It is urgent that we hear and repent quickly before He comes in the Man-child ministry. It will be too late to be in the Bride body once the Man-child ministry starts. Jesus chose the Bride then. John said, “He that hath the Bride is the Bride Groom”) Then I realized I had those shoes on, and they were white dressy sandals. (Eph.6:14-16 Stand therefore, having girded your loins with truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness, and, 15 having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace; 16 withal taking up the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the evil one.) After a while, I saw he had a torch that was a large stick. And he started lighting the brush and small trees on fire. He was still proclaiming these shoes, and I thought he was demonstrating how the fire could not hurt the shoes or the smoke from it be smelled. So I took off my right sandal to see if he was right. I smelled it and there was no smell of smoke, and I put it back on. (Fire, representing judgment, will come before Jesus manifests in the Man-child ministry body. Therefore we must be ready to walk through it without being burned. Isa.62:11 Behold, Jehovah hath proclaimed unto the end of the earth, Say ye to the daughter of Zion, Behold, thy salvation cometh; behold, his reward is with him, and his recompense before him. Mat.3:10 And even now the axe lieth at the root of the trees: every tree therefore that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire. Mat.3:12 whose fan is in his hand, and he will thoroughly cleanse his threshing-floor; and he will gather his wheat into the garner, but the chaff he will burn up with unquenchable fire. Mat.5:22 but I say unto you, that every one who is angry with his brother shall be in danger of the judgment; and whosoever shall say to his brother, Raca, shall be in danger of the council; and whosoever shall say, Thou fool, shall be in danger of the hell of fire. I had been standing there this whole time listening to this man. Then he came into the tunnel with the torch and with urgency and in a loud voice was saying to me, “Hurry up, Hurry up”. (He meant to hurry and run through the tunnels.) “I am right behind you with this torch.” (Hurry, saints, repent and believe so the fire doesn't catch you). After I woke up, I asked the Lord what I was supposed to do quickly and received by faith at random, Luk.22:54. And they seized him, and led him away, and brought him into the high priest's house. So I think the Lord is telling me to hurry up with denying myself and dying with Christ. I started to run and felt like he was getting closer. I asked for a word about my running in this tunnel and received by faith at random, Rom.4:16 For this cause it is of faith, that it may be according to grace: to the end that the promise may be sure to all the seed; not to that only which is of the law, but to that also which is of the faith of Abraham, who is the father of us all. (Repentance must come before faith, with which we are accounted as righteous and are given grace as power to obey.) At first it seemed like I was climbing, and I had to use my hands also. I knew I could not look back and I was not afraid, but knew I had to hurry to get to the end of the tunnels. Php.3:13 Brethren, I count not myself yet to have laid hold: but one thing I do, forgetting the things which are behind, and stretching forward to the things which are before. 14 I press on toward the goal unto the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. 15 Let us therefore, as many as are perfect, be thus minded: and if in anything ye are otherwise minded, this also shall God reveal unto you: I did not think of him as an enemy, but someone who was admonishing me to run faster. As I was running, I could hear from outside the tunnel other brethren cheering me on. Heb.12:1,2 Therefore let us also, seeing we are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising shame, and hath sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Even though he was behind me with the torch and I thought he was getting closer to me, I did not feel the fire. I got through the first tunnel and into the 2nd longer tunnel. On the path where I was running, I saw broken glass on the right side. (Representing the pain of walking with our cross of death to self. The nail in the feet of Christ represents this.) I didn't like running on the glass and it made it harder to keep running, but I did not trip. I asked the Lord for a word by faith at random about this glass and received Lev.19:37 And you shall observe all my statutes, and all mine ordinances, and do them: I am the Lord. I found these verses about not stumbling. Psa.119:165 Great peace have they that love your law; And they have no occasion of stumbling. 1Jn.2:10 He that loves his brother abides in the light, and there is no occasion of stumbling in him. Jude 24 Now unto him that is able to guard you from stumbling, and to set you before the presence of his glory without blemish in exceeding joy. The glass in the path made me think of going to the left side where the ground was clear and smooth, but I didn't have time. (We must endure the pain of walking contrary to the world). I know I got through the 2nd tunnel because I came out on the other side and saw some of the brethren, and we were standing on a large rock that was up high. After I woke up, I was hearing the song in my head, “We want to see Jesus lifted high”. (Psa.61:2 From the end of the earth will I call unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.) So I did most of what I needed to do today. I believe that something is going to happen very soon where the extra food, water and gas is going to be necessary. I've never had dreams like this that the Lord impressed me to hurry and get something done. I also had a dream about the Man-child and Bride coming right after this dream to get supplies. I believe from this that the anointing of the Man-child and choosing of the Bride are not far behind the preparations.   Exhortation to the Bride-to-Be T. C. - 02/26/2013 (David's notes in red) I had this dream on Monday night after the prayer meeting. I was going to grab a pair of everyday shoes (because in the dream I did not realize that we were preparing for a wedding), when the mother (or woman in charge) set out the proper pair of pointed-toe formal dress shoes in pearl white satin material. (This wedding is to the King. The Bride will have the most elegant and pure shoes, representing her walk with Him, so watch your step, saints.) The shoes were set on a counter and I only saw the front of the shoes. I thought, oh, this is really going to be dressy! Then I looked across the room and got a quick glance of the white wedding dress; it was elegant and brilliant, unlike anything I had ever seen -- something royalty would wear. I then saw the husband/groom; he had a serious look on his face. I knew in the dream that the Groom and bride had already been married, and that is why I saw him as the husband. (The serious look represents his authority over the betrothed woman. In the Biblical Jewish marriage betrothal, or erusin, the woman was legally married but she remained in her father's house. She could not be with another man unless she got divorced from her betrothed. The wedding, or nissuin, meant only that the betrothed woman, accompanied by the virgins, friends of the groom, etc., were taken from her father's house to the house of her husband and the marriage consummated.) I only saw the dress and the shoes, not the bride. That is when the mother/woman in charge explained to me that the bride had died. (The Bride is dead to self; she is dead to her natural father's house, which will be represented in her works.) However, by having the wedding it would bring her back to life. (She will be given resurrection life through the filling with the Holy Spirit.) I knew in the dream the bride's wedding gown was going down the aisle by itself, and if the people at the wedding would believe, that is when they would see her body appear in the gown. (We should believe in order to fill that gown.) Then the scene changed. I saw myself standing in a white slip and I could see that I was pregnant. My husband was in the room talking with me. (The Bride will be spiritually very pregnant with the life of the seed of Christ's Word or she will not be in the Bride company.) There was an excitement about being together for the celebration after the wedding. (This is the seven-day wedding feast, representing the seven year tribulation where all feed on the bread and wine of the Word and nature of Jesus.) In the dream, I had a vision and saw myself walking down the aisle in a wedding dress, which showed me pregnant but not full-term. (The full maturing of the Bride will come when she walks with the Man-child, just as it was with Jesus when John said, “He that hath the bride is the Bridegroom”.) At this point, I knew I needed to take a shower to get ready. (Hurry, brethren! Time is running out to get cleaned up in our walk and works.) When I turned on the shower, I reached in with my right hand and felt the water. The temperature was just lukewarm. (The lukewarm will not be in the Bride.) I knew I needed to wait for the hot water tank to heat up the water before I could get in the shower and get dressed for the wedding. Then I woke up. I wanted to go back to sleep so I could finish the dream. When I was writing down the dream, I was getting very excited thinking about it. I asked for a word and the Lord gave me 2 Kings 6:7. My finger went down on the word “put” but I felt led to read 1-7. (2Ki.6:1) And the sons of the prophets said unto Elisha, Behold now, the place where we dwell before thee is too strait for us. (2) Let us go, we pray thee, unto the Jordan, and take thence every man a beam, and let us make us a place there, where we may dwell. And he answered, Go ye. (3) And one said, Be pleased, I pray thee, to go with thy servants. And he answered, I will go. (4) So he went with them. And when they came to the Jordan, they cut down wood. (5) But as one was felling a beam, the axe-head fell into the water; and he cried, and said, Alas, my master! for it was borrowed. (6) And the man of God said, Where fell it? And he showed him the place. And he cut down a stick, and cast it in thither, and made the iron to swim. (7) And he said, Take it up to thee. So he put out his hand, and took it. (Going to the Jordan means going to the wilderness and, in this case, it is to build a house. So will the Bride. Also, the axe head floated supernaturally in the water, just like we have been given supernatural gifts in the water of the Word. But the text given is an exhortation to put out our hand and take the supernatural gifts of God, like righteousness, holiness, purity of walk and works, for the Lord said, “Take it up to thee.” So he put out his hand and took it.) After typing out the dream, I asked for another word and got Colossians 3:6 and felt led to read 1-6. (Col.3:1) If then ye were raised together with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated on the right hand of God. (2) Set your mind on the things that are above (So, seek ye first the Kingdom; there is no time left for distractions.), not on the things that are upon the earth. (3) For ye died, and your life is hid with Christ in God. (4) When Christ, who is our life, shall be manifested (when the baby, “Christ in you”, is at full maturity), then shall ye also with him be manifested in glory (He will be born for the world to see). (5) Put to death therefore your members which are upon the earth: fornication, uncleanness, passion, evil desire, and covetousness, which is idolatry; (6) for which things' sake cometh the wrath of God upon the sons of disobedience.   Too Late for the Wedding Feast B. A. - 05/03/2014 (David's notes in red) Concerning the title, Too Late for the Wedding Feast, this is also Too Late for the Bride because she is the Bride before the Wedding Feast starts and she is on time. See Supernatural Warnings to Prepare for the Bride. I dreamed I was walking around Israel. (“Walking around” means worldwide and “Israel” represents the Church)  I was in sackcloth and ashes. (A symbol of grief at the apostasy of the Church -- worldwide and local.) I was praying in the Spirit for mercy for the “rebellious” house. (The rebellious house represents the group below who has rebelled against UBM and this is also happening worldwide. The Church is not the Bride and is often opposed to her, as we see in the Song of Solomon.) Then, suddenly, I was shown a banquet room (the Wedding Feast/Tribulation) with a very long table, and a group of people standing by the table waiting to be seated. One by one, each person was led to their seat. I watched as everyone was seated. I saw that there was a smaller group sitting on the right of the table with a very large gap separating them from the group on the left of the table. The Lord was showing me that there was a large gap representing a “wide” spiritual difference between these two groups. (The long table represents the spiritual food with the true sheep on the right side of this feast and the goats to the left of it. Below we discover that both of these groups represent the factious people who were taken into captivity but one-third of them on the right repented before the Wedding Feast and two-thirds did not and fell away to go into Tribulation bondage to the beast.) At this particular point in the dream, I woke up and I looked over at the clock and it read 4:43 or one minute before 4:44 or tribulation. (This is the second revelation of one minute left. Two other times, we also received 11:59 in dreams or one minute to midnight when Israel left Egypt for the wilderness tribulation. In the last two days before this revelation was given, I had looked at the clock at 11:59 two times. When the Trib starts, so does the 7-day/year Wedding Feast and the Bride is chosen before then so that she can be honored in the feast. There are two groups who need to be on time for the feast: the invited guests and the Bride. If anyone is late, they cannot be in the Bride.) As I fell back to sleep, I watched as the people seated on the far right of the table were being served broccoli (symbolizing trees with life. [This is food recognized to be healthy; in this case, spiritual health food. The first-fruits of our broccoli crop was harvested today.]) This was served with white sauce (the pure Word). At that point, I became very jubilant as I saw that this group had repented and were eating pure, nourishing food again! Praise the Lord! (This could be the part of the factious who repent before the Marriage Feast, as B.A. believes.) However, I noticed that the group seated at the far left of the table had not been served. They were not ready for this feast. (They have refused the healthy food from Heaven, the Word, which causes one to mature and be healthy, like the Bride.) And, as I was considering this group, I saw a large axe come down over the gap that separated the two groups of people at the table and cut the table in half. (This is like the bridge that fell in B.A.'s dream between the factious and righteous. This is also the dream we had of the house divided by a crack between the tall, righteous and glorious people on the right and the short, stunted, angry, factious people on the left who were prevented from attacking the righteous by a wall with no knob on the door in the wall. When the crack broke, there was no foundation under the factious side of the house as it fell away.) I watched as the group of people on the left fell away. (In Jesus' parable of those invited to the marriage feast, He threw out the one who had not on a wedding garment [meaning they were not dressed up with the works of Christ], for many are called but few are chosen. Mat.22:1 And Jesus answered and spake again in parables unto them, saying, 2 The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a certain king, who made a marriage feast for his son, 3 and sent forth his servants to call them that were bidden to the marriage feast: and they would not come. 4 Again he sent forth other servants, saying, Tell them that are bidden, Behold, I have made ready my dinner; my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come to the marriage feast. 5 But they made light of it, and went their ways, one to his own farm, another to his merchandise; 6 and the rest laid hold on his servants, and treated them shamefully, and killed them. The factious assassinate the character of those who call the Church to the feast. 7 But the king was wroth; and he sent his armies, and destroyed those murderers, and burned their city. Just like what happened physically in 70 AD, the Lord sent a spiritual Beast army to destroy apostate Jerusalem, the false Bride, and her people.) 8 Then saith he to his servants, The wedding is ready, but they that were bidden were not worthy. 9 Go ye therefore unto the partings of the highways, and as many as ye shall find, bid to the marriage feast. 10 And those servants went out into the highways, and gathered together all as many as they found, both bad and good (from among the saved and unsaved): and the wedding was filled with guests. 11 But when the king came in to behold the guests, he saw there a man who had not on a wedding-garment.... Representing the works of Jesus: Rom.13:13 Let us walk becomingly, as in the day; not in reveling and drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not in strife and jealousy. 14 But put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make not provision for the flesh, to [fulfil] the lusts [thereof]. Rev.19:8 And it was given unto her that she should array herself in fine linen, bright [and] pure: for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints. Back to our text in Mat.22:12 and he saith unto him, Friend, how camest thou in hither not having a wedding-garment? And he was speechless (we call this clueless). 13 Then the king said to the servants, Bind him hand and foot, and cast him out into the outer darkness; there shall be the weeping and the gnashing of teeth. 14 For many are called, but few chosen. Notice the cutting off of those on the left and the cutting off of the bridge of those on the left below. Meaning they will not have an invitation or be in the Bride, for they have not put on the works of Jesus.) Just then, I woke up again and the clock read 5:13, or grace had been given to the rebellious house that had repented. (The one-third on the right.) I asked B. A., “Could you tell what percentage the people on the right were?” She said about one-third on the right repented and returned. She said, “From what the Lord showed me, some will not make it back in time for the Bride company (which is finished before the Marriage Feast). About the same time this revelation came to us, in our morning prayer meeting, we received a text from the Lord by faith: Dan.5:5 In the same hour came forth the fingers of a man's hand, and wrote over against the candlestick upon the plaster of the wall of the king's palace: and the king saw the part of the hand that wrote. 6 Then the king's countenance was changed in him, and his thoughts troubled him; and the joints of his loins were loosed, and his knees smote one against another. Belshazzar, the Babylonian king, was celebrating the conquering of God's people by drinking wine (blood) from the gold and silver vessels (God's people) which were taken from the Temple in Jerusalem during the falling away (1-5). Daniel, the Man-child, interpreted the Father's writing of judgment on the wall, and the king was slain by the Medio-Persian Empire, headed by Cyrus. It was his decree in Ezra 1 that the first-fruits from among God's people in the Babylonian captivity return to build the Temple in Jerusalem. In effect this is being accomplished by President Trump. And also his plundering of Babylon paid for this. It was said of Cyrus, Isa.44:26 that confirmeth the word of his servant, and performeth the counsel of his messengers; that saith of Jerusalem, She shall be inhabited; and of the cities of Judah, They shall be built, and I will raise up the waste places thereof; 27 that saith to the deep, Be dry, and I will dry up thy rivers (He diverted the Euphrates River to conquer Babylon); 28 That saith of Cyrus, [He is] my shepherd, and shall perform all my pleasure, even saying of Jerusalem, She shall be built; and of the temple, Thy foundation shall be laid. 45:1 Thus saith Jehovah to his anointed, to Cyrus, whose right hand I have holden, to subdue nations before him, and I will loose the loins of kings; to open the doors before him, and the gates shall not be shut: 2 I will go before thee, and make the rough places smooth; I will break in pieces the doors of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron. (The army went under the bars across the lowered Euphrates and the gates along the Euphrates into the center of the city were unlocked. They invaded and conquered because of God and so shall we. On 6/01/14, Jim Tofflemire wrote: “I saw a D-Day Normandy invasion movie recently and I felt the Lord told me the revival and Trib would be a grand production of God like that, and we need a lot of preparation” (to set the captives free by a war with the principalities and powers and rulers of this darkness through prayer and faith). 11 Thus saith Jehovah, the Holy One of Israel, and his Maker: Ask me of the things that are to come; concerning my sons, and concerning the work of my hands, command ye me. 12  I have made the earth, and created man upon it: I, even my hands, have stretched out the heavens; and all their host have I commanded. 13 I have raised him up in righteousness (Christ, hidden in the type of Cyrus), and I will make straight all his ways: he shall build my city, and he shall let my exiles go free, not for price nor reward, saith Jehovah of hosts. ... 15 Verily thou art a God that hidest thyself, O God of Israel, the Saviour. This conquering of the Northern army brings to mind another text the Lord has given us many times. At a time when the Northern army was invading Israel and Judah, which Joel likened to an army of locusts for multitude, there came up a cry for mercy from the inhabitants of Zion, the Bride, just like Esther did and everything was turned around for those who escaped captivity. Joe.2:12 Yet even now, saith Jehovah, turn ye unto me with all your heart, and with fasting, and with weeping, and with mourning: 13 and rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto Jehovah your God; for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in lovingkindness, and repenteth him of the evil. 14 Who knoweth whether he will not turn and repent, and leave a blessing behind him, even a meal-offering and a drink-offering unto Jehovah your God? 15 Blow the trumpet in Zion, sanctify a fast, call a solemn assembly; 16 gather the people, sanctify the assembly, assemble the old men, gather the children, and those that suck the breasts; let the bridegroom go forth from his chamber, and the bride out of her closet. 17 Let the priests, the ministers of Jehovah, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Spare thy people, O Jehovah, and give not thy heritage to reproach, that the nations should rule over them: wherefore should they say among the peoples, Where is their God? 18 Then was Jehovah jealous for his land, and had pity on his people. Notice a cry for mercy from the Bride turned the Beast captivity around and brought the great revival of the Latter Rain. Remember that Babylon left Jeremiah, to prophecy to the people of the Promised Land, while the rest had been taken to captivity. Let us cry for those in captivity with fasting and prayer.   Last Supper Before the Feast B. A. - 10/12/2012 (David's notes in red) Before sharing this word with the broadcast audience, I asked the Lord to give me a Word concerning this and another revelation. With eyes closed, I flipped my Bible open and put my finger down on (Jer.26:2) Thus saith Jehovah: Stand in the court of Jehovah's house, and speak unto all the cities of Judah, which come to worship in Jehovah's house, all the words that I command thee to speak unto them; diminish not a word. I had a short dream last week where I was in a large house (the UBM house). I heard noise coming from the kitchen, so I went to the kitchen to see what was going on. I saw David Eells at the stove, cooking a meal. (David here represents the end-time David ministry preparing a spiritual meal.) I asked David if I could be of help and he replied, “Sure. Go through the entire house and tell everybody the meal is ready, and it's important to be on time”. (This is the Last Supper, which was a parable to prophesy the crucifixion of the body and blood of Christ for the Church to eat or partake of. The Church was told: (Joh.6:53) Jesus therefore said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, ye have not life in yourselves. (54) He that eateth my flesh and drinketh my blood hath eternal life: and I will raise him up at the last day. (55) For my flesh is meat indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. (56) He that eateth my flesh and drinketh my blood abideth in me, and I in him. So I went through the house and spread the word that dinner was ready and everyone needed to be on time at the dinner table. Soon, everyone took their seat at the dinner table. David then brought the food to the table and told everyone, “I'm glad you all made it to the table on time, as this is the last regular meal before the feast”. We were all very joyful and sang praises to the Lord. (All of the disciples or witnesses of the Man-child were at the table to partake of the bread and wine, representing the future sacrifice of the body and blood of Jesus. Notice that this was a “regular meal before the feast”. It was a spiritual type of what was to happen in the Marriage Feast of seven days of tribulation. (Mat.26:26) And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed, and brake it; and he gave to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body. (27) And he took a cup, and gave thanks, and gave to them, saying, Drink ye all of it; (28) for this is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many unto remission of sins. So we see, the Last Supper or type of the Marriage Feast came first; then the crucifixion; and then they partook of that sacrifice of the body (Word) and blood (nature) of Jesus through repentance and faith. This latter is the manifestation of the Marriage Feast and will go on for the seven years of tribulation. In this way, we can understand David's command to gather the guests as Jesus' command to gather the guests. “Go through the entire house and tell everybody the meal is ready, and it's important to be on time”. (22:4) Again he sent forth other servants, saying, Tell them that are bidden, Behold, I have made ready my dinner; my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come to the marriage feast. We have seen in revelations from God that the Davids are going through crucifixion, death and resurrection to be prepared to receive the anointing to lead the flock through tribulation wilderness. It was so with Moses, Joseph, David, etc., before they reigned. In crucifying these Davids, the apostates are crucifying Jesus again, just as their forefathers did. (25:40) And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it unto one of these my brethren, [even] these least, ye did it unto me. However, the benefits of this sin will raise up the body of Christ through the anointed Davids in whom Jesus will live through the Word and crucifixion.   Marriage Supper M. L. - 03/20/2014 (David's notes in red) A dream of standing near the beginning of many, many small round tables as far as the eye could see in any direction. The tables were covered with white tablecloths and four chairs per table. It was my job to see that a small two-tiered wedding cake was exactly centered on each of the tables. This cake was to be divided equally among the four people who would be seated there. (Those who are invited to the Marriage Supper.) Knowing that these cakes were the exact likeness of a larger one that was at the table of honor. (This is the table of the Groom and His Bride.) The tables did not yet have their place settings or name cards, but knowing that that would take place soon. (The trials and testing to come in the tribulation marriage feast will prove who it is who is invited to the Marriage Supper in Heaven. The foolish virgins do not bear fruit and will not be invited.) (Rev.19:7) Let us rejoice and be glad and give the glory to Him, for the marriage of the Lamb has come and His bride has made herself ready. 8 It was given to her to clothe herself in fine linen, bright and clean; for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints. 9 Then he said to me, Write, Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb. And he said to me, These are true words of God. (Mat.25:1) Then shall the kingdom of heaven be likened unto ten virgins, who took their lamps, and went forth to meet the bridegroom. 2 And five of them were foolish, and five were wise. 3 For the foolish, when they took their lamps, took no oil with them: 4 but the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps. 5 Now while the bridegroom tarried, they all slumbered and slept. 6 But at midnight there is a cry, Behold, the bridegroom! Come ye forth to meet him. 7 Then all those virgins arose, and trimmed their lamps. 8 And the foolish said unto the wise, Give us of your oil; for our lamps are going out. 9 But the wise answered, saying, Peradventure there will not be enough for us and you: go ye rather to them that sell, and buy for yourselves. 10 And while they went away to buy, the bridegroom came; and they that were ready went in with him to the marriage feast (The Greek word here, gamos, should be translated “marriage”, not “marriage feast”, for this is the whole marriage ceremony. This would give a person who knows about the marriage customs to discern what part of the marriage is being spoken about. The virgins escort the Bride and Groom to the Groom's home in Heaven after the Marriage Feast of seven days (tribulation) where there is a Marriage Supper. The foolish virgins who have not borne fruit do not go to Heaven, as Jesus said here.): and the door was shut. 11 Afterward came also the other virgins, saying, Lord, Lord, open to us. 12 But he answered and said, Verily I say unto you, I know you not. 13 Watch therefore, for ye know not the day nor the hour. Luk.12:35 Let your loins be girded about, and your lamps burning; 36 and be ye yourselves like unto men looking for their lord, when he shall return (Greek: analuo, meaning “depart; break up”, as in Philippians 1:23. This is the only place in the NT that this word is translated “return”. Those at the Marriage Feast will break up to go to the Marriage Supper; the Groom will “depart” from the Marriage Feast with the Bride to be escorted by the virgins to the Marriage Supper in His heavenly home and some will not be counted worthy.) from the marriage feast; that, when he cometh and knocketh, they may straightway open unto him. 37 Blessed are those servants, whom the lord when he cometh shall find watching: verily I say unto you, that he shall gird himself, and make them sit down to meat, and shall come and serve them.   Get Ready, Bride Jacob Patek - 01/04/2012 (David's notes in red) I had this dream this afternoon that I would like to share with you. I work shift work, so that is why the dream was in the afternoon. I woke up at 12:30 pm and asked myself if I should get up at that time or not. I ended up going back to sleep and this is the dream the Lord gave me. I have had two brothers who encouraged me to type this out and send it in. It was not until this afternoon (1/05/12) that I came to find out that brother David had given a study on the Bride. I had been talking with a sister in the Lord the night before I had the dream. While I was at work, I had prayed that the Lord would give His permission for His daughter's hand in marriage and continued to pray that He would lead and direct me in wisdom, teaching me to not cover my head and be the spiritual head that He has called me to be. This is the dream: I was in my house preparing to go to a fellowship. I was in the living room while a female friend was in the bathroom, who was also getting ready. She was putting on a bridal gown. This girl was my age (mid-20s). While still in my dream, I was sitting in the living room, and G. W. called me and told me he had to tell me about a dream that he had just had. He said that in his dream, I was getting ready to go to church with a girl. She was putting on a bridal gown, and once we made it to the fellowship, there would be a man who would walk in during the middle of the message. He would walk in and say, “I am here for my bride.” The brother who was giving the Word would then say, “Take your bride”. Then the man who walked in said, “You will have to do the ceremony”. (Men who share the word with the Bride serve in the ceremony of the Wedding Feast, as seen below.) I could see the man kneeling at a cross that was in the middle of the room. At this point in my dream, G. W. stopped talking, and my female friend and I were there. I could now see more detail, as it was from my perspective and no longer G. W. talking about his dream. (Here he begins to see in his dream the confirmation of G. W.'s dream above. This symbolizes that the dream is doubled and is guaranteed by God to come to pass shortly. (Gen.41:32) And for that the dream was doubled unto Pharaoh, it is because the thing is established by God, and God will shortly bring it to pass.) The brother giving the message was speaking English but he had an interpreter. The man walked in through the large double doors at the front of the building. I remember the doors being 20 feet tall or so and the man who walked in was very meek in appearance but quite tall. (He is head and shoulders above all the rest; a giant of the Kingdom.) He had on a white suit or robe and his hair was a brilliant white. He was standing in the doorway and the light that was coming in from behind him through the open doors was brilliant and bright. He said, “I am here for my bride”. The brother giving the message said, “Take your bride”. And sure enough, the man said, “You will have to perform the ceremony”. At this time, I noticed the girl I had come with started to get up. She was walking toward the door through which the man entered. This is when the man grabbed her by the arm gently and with care and he looked at her with great affection. He did not say anything, but in my spirit I heard him say, “I am here”. (He is here in spirit.) The moment he said this, the girl who was my age turned into an old woman dressed in a dress that was a brilliant white, just like the light that was coming through the doors. (She has the maturity and righteousness of many years.) At this, I fell prostrate on my face and began to weep. It was a joyful cry. Now I was watching from a third-person point of view. I could see myself lying on the floor and weeping while the ceremony was taking place. It was over in an instant. Then we were leaving the meeting. The man was walking with us, then was no longer there. I didn't see where he went but the moment he left, in my spirit I heard, “I'm coming back for her. Make sure she is prepared”. Then she turned back into a woman of my age and we proceeded back to my house, where I began to tell her about all that had happened and about G. W.'s dream and it coming to pass. She laughed and kind of shrugged it off, and then I said I had the video on my phone of G. W. and I talking about it. G.W. called me in the beginning of my dream but on the video we were sitting down on the same couch face to face. As I started to play it, G. W. called me in real life and woke me from my dream. (This is confirmation to us again that we are about to begin the ceremony, and the bride needs to be ready. So cut the sin and get ready or miss a once-in-forever chance.) I told him, “Man, I have to tell you about this dream I just had”. We were both very encouraged, and I pray that you are too.   The Bride Is Almost Complete Eve Brast - 04/30/2016 (David's notes in red) I had a dream this afternoon that is very encouraging for us. I dreamed I was standing in the middle of the driveway as you top the hill to the Shaw's house. It was sunny outside with almost a white sunlight, like when the sun is close to or at the noon position. (This is the perfect day because there are no shadows; darkness is defeated before the Sun/Son.) I saw all the local UBM brethren clearing all the vines and weeds away from the Shaw's house. Some were pulling with their hands and others with tools. (Exactly like we were doing in real life today when helping to clean and trim, and weed around their house.) Between where I was standing and the front corner of the house was a large square tower made of white stones. (The white stone tower is the Bride who is being put together as her members are sanctified. Mic.4:8 And thou, O tower of the flock, the hill of the daughter of Zion, unto thee shall it come, yea, the former dominion shall come, the kingdom of the daughter of Jerusalem.) Three of the sides were complete and we were six or seven stones (people sanctified) away from completing the fourth and final side. (Pray for these six or seven saints to be set free.) The stones were all about a foot or so in diameter and the tower was larger at the base and more narrow as it reached the top. 1Pe.2:5 ye also, as living stones, are built up a spiritual house, to be a holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. Although this is a promise for the true Church, the principle is the same but the Bride comes to this maturity before the Church and is therefore more beautiful to the Lord. It was flat on top, almost like a huge stone altar. As the brethren cleared away the wild vines and weeds out of the flower beds surrounding the house, they would uncover these stones, and then they would supernaturally disappear from the beds and reappear in their perfect position in the tower, which was almost as high as the roof of the house. (As the lives of these living stones were freed from the weeds and vines of bondage.  Then they were supernaturally and spiritually resurrected out of dirt burial to be in the Bride.) Then I woke up. I thought of the Shepherd of Hermas when I began to meditate on this dream and what it meant. (The tower was in the building stage there too and it was said that the stones could go into the tower as long as it was being built but after it was finished, no more stones could be included.)   When the Bride Is Sanctified, Judgment Comes Anna Stewart - 04/27/2016 (David's notes in red) The dream I shared on the conference fellowship last night was where Matthew and I were in an old red '90s model F-150 pickup (which we don't really have in real life) and we had three bales of hay in the back. We were driving up this narrow one-way dirt road up a mountain (Zion) and the farther up we got, the less hay we had. I said, “By the time we get to the top of the mountain, we won't have any hay left”. (This represents the further up Zion we go, the less flesh we have, since Peter said “all flesh is as grass”. (Hay is dead grass or flesh. The three bales being that which comes from the earth in spirit, soul, and body.) Being in an old red truck may be the first way that the apostles gave us and the red being covered by the blood and the ride being in the rest.) 1Co.3:10 According to the grace of God which was given unto me, as a wise master builder I laid a foundation; and another buildeth thereon. But let each man take heed how he buildeth thereon. 11 For other foundation can no man lay than that which is laid, which is Jesus Christ. 12 But if any man buildeth on the foundation gold, silver, costly stones, wood, hay, stubble; 13 each man's work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it is revealed in fire; and the fire itself shall prove each man's work of what sort it is. 14 If any man's work shall abide which he built thereon, he shall receive a reward. Wood, hay and stubble would not abide in fire because it represents the works of man.) When we got to the top, there was a meadow and I saw a tornado (When the Bride is mature enough to be chosen, then come Judgments like large earthquakes, volcanoes, economic crash, martial law, etc.), but I wasn't scared. As it touched down, the sky went black (The gross darkness, volcanic activity, blackouts, a time of judgment). I could see stars and all the other planetary stuff which you could never see with the naked eye, and straight up above were these two bright lights. In the dream, I knew that there were two suns. (When the Bride is chosen. This could account for the earthquakes, which bring the Man-child when she reaches the top to be chosen.) And then in the dream I was telling Michael what had just happened, so that's why I wanted to share it.   Most Don't Make the Cut One other thing I wanted to share. We had eight lambs this year, and I was believing we wouldn't lose any, as we usually lose at least one to something or other, and we didn't have any bottle babies, which might have been a first. But two were born dead, then just recently one died of an unknown cause, two went missing, which must have been coyotes, but we have never had any go missing before, and one got its head eaten off through the fence (coyote?). I just thought that it all kind of lined up with the parable of the sower pretty well because God calls His people sheep. The stillborn sheep would be the wayside ones because they never had life; the missing ones are the ones sown on the rocks because they fell away when temptation arose (I know that they strayed away from the others when they were eaten because the others were not frightened, which they always are for a few days when something scares them). The one that died of who-knows-what was then picked by birds, and the one who lost its head would, I guess, be the third group who didn't bring fruit to perfection. And then, of course, that leaves the last two living ones to be the ones who were sown in the good ground. Even though it was sad what happened, I saw it as kind of a parable and a warning too, because just like the parable of the sower, only 1/4 of them made it. One other thing is that my nieces wanted to name some, so they decided on Marly and Charley. Then Mallory was like, “I know, I'll name mine Jesus!” So Tasha decided to rename hers God. I told them that might get a little confusing, “God, get out of the hay!” “Jesus, don't be so greedy”. Etc. So we stuck with Marly and Charley. I just thought it was interesting that Marly was going to be Jesus, but stuck her head through the fence out of curiosity and got taken out. Because everybody plans on manifesting Jesus, but fence-straddlers (or those halfway through the fence) won't make it. Below I will share an excerpt from Hidden Manna For the End Times -- Chapter Three: “When Do We Go?” The ceremony is according to ancient Jewish custom. It begins with the Marriage Feast as the groom in the Man-child feasts with the Bride for seven day/years. During this time, She has all the rights and advantages of a wife, except the marriage is not consummated. At the end of the tribulation, the virgins escort the Bride and Groom to the Groom's home, where the Marriage Supper is served.   The Marriage Feast Excerpt from our book, Hidden Manna For the End Times After seven days of the marriage feast, God's people will go to the Groom's home. Jacob served seven years for each of his wives and he had a marriage feast of seven days for each of them (Gen.29:18-28). This is a parallel revelation. These seven days represent the last seven years or the seventieth week of Daniel, the Tribulation. Samson kept a seven-day marriage feast for his betrothed but left without taking her on the seventh day so she was given to another man just as the harlot will, in our day (Jdg.14:12-15:2). Jesus will feast with His Bride in spirit for seven days/years, after which they are escorted by the virgins to the Groom's home in heaven where she will legally be His. This Hebrew custom is shown in The Zondervan Pictorial Encyclopedia of the Bible, 1976, page 97 under “Marriage”. My notes are in parentheses. The bridegroom was the king for a week (seven-day/year wedding feast). During the whole week their majesties wore their festal clothes, did not work, and merely looked on at the games – except that now and then the queen joined in a dance. Accompanied by his friends (John the Baptist was a friend of the Bridegroom in John 3:29) with tambourines and a band they went to the bride's house (which is obviously on earth) where the wedding ceremonies were to start. The bride richly dressed, adorned with jewels (Psa.45:14-15), usually wore a veil (meaning submission in 1Cor.11:5-13), which she took off only in the bridal chamber. Escorted by her companions (the virgins), the bride was led to the home of the bridegroom (heaven). This is clear. After the seven days/years of the feast, representing the Tribulation, on the eighth day, which is the day of circumcision when the flesh is cut off, the Groom, the Bride, the friends of the Groom, and the virgins, all leave dressed in their new bodies to go to the Groom's home in heaven. It will be just as when Moses and all Israel left Egypt together. Even the dead in Christ will join the procession. (1Cor.15:51) ...We all shall not sleep, but we shall all be changed, (52) in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump... That the Lord takes His people after the seven days/years of the marriage feast is clearly proven by Scripture. As we have seen, a great multitude comes out of the Great Tribulation to the throne of God. (Rev.7:9) …A great multitude…out of every nation…standing before the throne and before the Lamb…. (14) …These are they that come out of the great tribulation…. Only after “the great tribulation,” this “great multitude,” which is made up of all who attend the marriage, announces that the Bride is ready and the marriage is come. (Rev.19:1) After these things I heard as it were a great voice of a great multitude in heaven, saying…. (7)…the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready. (8) And it was given unto her that she should array herself in fine linen, bright [and] pure: for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints. (9) And he saith unto me, Write, Blessed are they that are bidden to the marriage supper of the Lamb…. Notice that the marriage supper is in heaven, after the seven-day feast on earth. Let's go back and look more closely at what will be eaten at the marriage feast. Jesus said, “Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, ye have not life in yourselves” (Joh.6:53). What does this flesh and blood symbolize spiritually, for Jesus said, “It is the spirit that giveth life; the flesh profiteth nothing: the words that I have spoken unto you are spirit, and are life” (63)? Jesus' flesh was the unleavened bread: the manna of the pure Word of God. (51) I am the living bread which came down out of heaven: if any man eat of this bread, he shall live for ever: yea and the bread which I will give is my flesh, for the life of the world. (Joh.1:14) And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us... The wine represents the blood of the life of Christ, Who is the Word. (Lev.17:11) For the life of the flesh is in the blood... Those who are obedient to attend will feast on the flesh, bread, and wine of the eternal life of Christ for the last seven days of the Tribulation. God is preparing the Man-child ministry of Revelation 12 to walk in the steps of Jesus and to once again serve this feast to the true disciples of our day. I will share more on this later. Although, to a lesser extent, this marriage feast has been served on earth since Christ first came, it is the last seven days that the majority of God's people will feast on the pure bread and wine. Natural Israel was invited to come and partake of this marriage feast in the Gospels, but most had worldly excuses and failed to feast on the life that Jesus served. (Mat.22:1) And Jesus answered and spake again in parables unto them, saying, (2) The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a certain king, who made a marriage feast for his son, (3) and sent forth his servants to call them that were bidden to the marriage feast: and they would not come. (4) Again he sent forth other servants, saying, Tell them that are bidden, Behold, I have made ready my dinner; my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come to the marriage feast. (5) But they made light of it, and went their ways, one to his own farm, another to his merchandise; (6) and the rest laid hold on his servants, and treated them shamefully, and killed them. (7) But the king was wroth; and he sent his armies, and destroyed those murderers, and burned their city. This was the end of the Jewish age, when in 70 A.D. the Romans slaughtered the Jews and burned Jerusalem. As they were rejecting the feast, the Gentiles were invited to partake. (Mat.22:8) Then saith he to his servants, The wedding is ready, but they that were bidden were not worthy. (9) Go ye therefore unto the partings of the highways, and as many as ye shall find, bid to the marriage feast. (10) And those servants went out into the highways, and gathered together all as many as they found, both bad and good (Gentiles and Jews): and the wedding was filled with guests. John the Baptist pointed out that the disciples were feasting on the Word of Jesus as a marriage feast and as a type and shadow for our day. (Joh.3:29) He that hath the bride is the bridegroom: but the friend of the bridegroom, that standeth and heareth him, rejoiceth greatly because of the bridegroom's voice: this my joy therefore is made full.   The Marriage Supper All who have been sanctified through the feast will be ready to leave for the Groom's home in heaven. (Luk.12:36) And be ye yourselves like unto men looking for their lord, when he shall return (Greek: analuo, “depart”) from the marriage feast (seven days); that, when he cometh and knocketh, they may straightway open unto him. Analuo is not translated “return” anywhere else but is correctly translated “depart” in places like Philippians 1:23 where Paul speaks of departing this life. The encyclopedia is clear that the groom, his bride, and friends, “depart” from a marriage feast of seven days and are escorted by the virgins to the groom's home. (Mat.25:1) Then shall the kingdom of heaven be likened unto ten virgins, who took their lamps, and went forth to meet the bridegroom. A common false teaching is that the virgins here are the bride who leaves before the seven-year tribulation. That is not only contrary to the Hebrew custom I cited above from the encyclopedia, but other experts on this say the same. I quote the famous The Life and Times of Jesus the Messiah by Alfred Edersheim, Book III, Chapter IV. My comments are in parentheses. On the evening of the actual marriage (after the seven-day marriage feast) the bride was led from her paternal home (on earth) to that of her husband (in heaven) ….covered with the bridal veil, her long hair flowing, surrounded by her companions (bride's maids or virgins), and led by the friends of the bridegroom…some carried torches or lamps on poles (ten lamps)…. Here it is clear that the Bride and virgins are two separate entities, just as in all cultures. After the seven-year marriage feast, the virgins will accompany the Bride to the Groom's home. In Book V, Chapter VII, Edersheim explains the parable of the Ten Virgins with their lamps thus: According to Jewish authorities, it was the custom in the East to carry in a bridal procession about ten such lamps. … Ten was the number required to be present at any office or ceremony (to witness the kethubah or marriage document)…. He also says here: The ordinary Jewish marriage-procession where the bridegroom, accompanied by his groomsmen and friends, went to the bride's house, and thence conducted the bride, with her attendant maidens and friends, into his own or his parents' home.

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Note to listeners:  We're currently on hiatus until Spring 2025, but we're replaying some of our favorite episodes each week until we return. And this week, we are releasing a new sponsored episode featuring our partners at Collette. In this sponsored episode of Humans of Travel, host Ken Shapiro, Vice President and Editorial Director of TravelAge West, TravelPulse and TravelPulse Canada, interviews Jaclyn Leibl-Cote, CEO of tour operator Collette. Leibl-Cote, who is only the fourth CEO and first woman to hold the position in the company’s 107-year history, shares insights on what it’s like to lead an iconic travel company. Listeners will get an inside look at Leibl-Cote’s inspiring career journey, from growing up in a travel-focused family to her current leadership role. She shares personal anecdotes, such as a recent family trip to Africa and what it’s like being a “sports mom,” along with a few reflections on her favorite travel destinations and moments. The conversation also dives into Collette’s evolution as a leader in group touring, the company’s focus on the modern, culturally curious traveler and how it has become a talent incubator within the travel industry. Leibl-Cote provides valuable insights on upcoming travel trends, tips for travel advisors and what makes group travel special. This episode is sponsored by Collette. RESOURCES MENTIONED IN THIS EPISODE Collette From TravelAge West: A Look Into Collette's 100 Years as a Successful Tour Operator (2018) ABOUT YOUR HOST Emma Weissmann is the Executive Editor of TravelAge West, a print magazine and website for travel advisors based in the Western U.S. She is also the co-host of Trade Secrets, a podcast created with sister publication Travel Weekly. TravelAge West also produces national trade publications Explorer and Family Getaways, as well as events including the Future Leaders in Travel Retreat, Global Travel Marketplace West, the WAVE Awards gala and the Napa Valley Leadership Forum. ABOUT THE SHOW TravelAge West’s award-winning podcast, “Humans of Travel,” features conversations with exceptional people who have compelling stories to tell. Listeners will hear from the travel industry’s notable authorities, high-profile executives, travel advisors and rising stars as they share the highs and lows that make them human.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Escorted by God: Always Loved & Never Alone It's Christmas time and it should be a joyful time, but for some, it comes with some tenderness and hurt, but God wants to escort you through every moment and keep you fully aware of his love! He is Immanuel, God with us! Pastor Jennifer Main

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Today's Scripture passages are Ezekiel 45:13 - Ezekiel 47 | Acts 22:22 - Acts 23.Read by Ekemini Uwan.Get in The Word with Truth's Table is a production of InterVarsity Press. For 75 years, IVP has published and created thoughtful Christian books for the university, church, and the world. Our Bible reading plan is adapted from Bible Study Together, and the Bible version is the New English Translation, used by permission.SPECIAL OFFER | As a listener of this podcast, use the code IVPOD25 for 25% off any IVP resource mentioned in this episode at ivpress.com.Additional Credits:Song production: Seaux ChillSong lyrics written by: Seaux Chill, Ekemini Uwan, and Christina EdmondsonPodcast art: Kate LillardPhotography: Shelly EveBible consultant: JM SmithSound engineering: Podastery StudiosCreative producers: Ekemini Uwan and Christina EdmondsonAssistant producer: Christine Pelliccio MeloExecutive producer: Helen LeeDisclaimer: The comments, views, and opinions expressed in this podcast are solely those of the host and/or the guests featured on the podcast and do not necessarily reflect the views or positions of InterVarsity Press or InterVarsity Christian Fellowship.

In today's episode of the Karma Stories Podcast, Rob shares five jaw-dropping stories from the r/F***YouKaren subreddit. The episode kicks off with a McDonald's lunch turned chaotic when an entitled 'Karen' demands a table and escalates to a police intervention! Next, we dive into another McDonald's showdown where a child's innocent behavior prompted a hostile response from rude elderly customers. The drama continues with an unruly Karen disrupting a horseback ride, army logistics personnel standing their ground against pushy demands, and a rural mail carrier encountering a particularly intense male Karen. Tune in for these wild tales and more!Submit your own stories to KarmaStoriesPod@gmail.com.Karma Stories is available on all major Podcasting Platforms and on YouTube under the @KarmaStoriesPodcast handle. We cover stories from popular Reddit Subreddits like Entitled Parents, Tales From Tech Support, Pro Revenge and Malicious Compliance. You can find new uploads here every single day of the week!Rob's 3D Printing Site: https://Dangly3D.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/karma-stories--5098578/support.

A convict who became Canada's youngest designated dangerous offender after sexually assaulting a three-month-old baby is seeking temporary escorted leave from prison to attend Indigenous cultural ceremonies in Vancouver. Tara Desousa, now 43 has appealed to the Federal Court. Desousa was 15 years of age when she sexually assaulted an infant she was babysitting in B.C. Desousa who underwent gender-affirming surgery while serving an indefinite sentence also admitted to drowning a three-year-old boy when she was 11 years old which the judge in the sexual assault case said was below the age of criminal responsibility. Desousa has applied to attend the Anderson Lodge "healing centre for women." Guest: Scott Newark. Former Alberta crown attorney, executive director of the Canadian Police Association and has represented families of victims of murder. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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The cherry date and the next phase of Ken's love life. By  PrairieDad1. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “So, I'm going to be the first man to make love to you. Wow. I'm honoured.” he says. Come here baby. Daddy needs a hug. Angela steps into Kens open arms. They embrace. Bodies molded together. A tear runs down Ken's cheek. “I'm so happy right now. This is going to be a super special summer and extra special occasion. You sure do know how to turn a guy on, baby.” They laugh. “Yep, I can tell,” she says, laughing, feeling Kens erection pushing into her tummy. “Me too daddy. It'll be super special. I can hardly wait. I'm wet just thinking about it.”“Are you nervous babykins? I'll try not to hurt you,” he says. “Daddy, I just sucked your cock into my mouth. My first time ever doing that. So, no, you won't hurt me.” “I'm so proud of you baby.” Ken turns and holds Angela in his arms, embracing her tightly into his body. They continue their climb to the top, arriving at the pickup on the ridge. “Daddy's hungry again,” he says, with a big smile. “Can daddy have dessert, please?” “You can eat me anytime daddy.” Angela lowers the tailgate and jumps up into the box. “Dessert is served,” she says, laughing. “Come and get it.” And Ken does. Just like that the damp Daisy Mae's are discarded and Ken is looking at a bald pussy, drops of moisture beading up on the pussy lips. Lowering his face, he sucks the folds of skin into his mouth. Sitting up her arms supporting her with knees bent, legs spread wide, ass on the tailgate edge, she smiles and watches her lover, her adopted daddy. Driving Angela wild. Trying to hold her legs steady, and failing. Her body trembling, she cries out, "Argh, Fuck!” And cums. Her liquid arousal filling Kens mouth and covering his face, he licks and swallows. A happy man. Over the top happy. His young lover orgasming. And he doing what he likes best, Eating Pussy. Grabbing their blanket, he wraps and covers Angela before carrying her shaking body to the front door of the pickup. An hour later they arrive home and park in the driveway. All seems quiet. No one is around. Ken carries his lover into the house and straight to the shower in the washroom. Their early to mid morning adventure finished. What transpired that morning ignited a fuse within them both. During the following week Angela was constantly visiting Ken. Neither of them wanting to spend a moment separated. Kens fixation with ‘eating pussy' and Angela's discovery of how much she enjoy 'giving head' was a match made in heaven. So much so they ate and sucked their way to new heights of sexual fulfillment. Finally, the weekend was upon them. Laying in each others arms in the afterglow of making love, oral love, their faces covered with one another's CUM. Ken smiles “I do believe we should have a proper date this weekend. An in the city, fancy restaurant, 5 star hotel, a daddy and daughter romantic date. What sayeth you m'lady?” “I sayeth 'oh goody kind Sir'. Daddy gonna pop my cherry,” she asks, giggling. “We're gonna fuck like rabbits, over and over and over,” he says, laughing. “Fuck my brains out daddy. I want your big sausage inside me,” she says, a huge face covering smile. “But for now, I'll just suck you again” leaning over and taking Ken's cock into her willing mouth. “Oh no you don't. Me too,'” Ken says as he adjusts their bodies, laying on the bed with Angela positioned on top of him, her head over his cock, her pussy over his mouth. Both diving in, the sounds of slurping, sucking and licking filling the bedroom. Kens hands on Angela's butt, fingers pushing on her cheeks exposing and opening her small puckered asshole. Tongue licking and teasing the forbidden hole. Angela's tongue expertly licking the long thick veiny and hairy shaft. Opening her mouth and sliding her lips over his mushroomed cockhead. Swallowing him inch by inch into her mouth and throat. Her eyes watering, his girth stretching her mouth wide open. Using his tongue like a poker Ken pushes thru her puckered opening. A gasp, her body shakes. Moving her back and forth, her ass riding on his tongue. Bobbing her head up and down sucking on Kens thick girth, damp brunette hair hanging down over her face. Ken guides his tongue from asshole to pussy licking along the folds of skin. Angela shivers. Tasting her sweet nectar, flicking his tongue in and out of the wet pussy, her body shivers as an Orgasm builds within her. Her continued sucking is also building an orgasm within Ken. A loud gasp, an “Argh”, and Angela's sex is released in orgasm. Ken licks and laps up the river of sex, tasting his lover. Ken moans loudly, hips shaking, his cock erupting, again, with gobs of cum filling Angela's throat. She releases her toy and cum spurts over her cheeks, chin and breasts. She collapses on Kens body, Her mouth sore from so much exercising. They lay in the afterglow of sex, damp bodies relaxing, breathing slowing. Wrapping his arms around Angela, holding her tightly, fingers caressing her back, waist and bum, he falls asleep. Angela, her face resting on Kens flaccid cock, blinks her eyes closing them and drifting off to sleep. During the next week the sexcapades continued uninterrupted. Never tiring of one another. Their tongues and lips working magic with each other's body. The sounds of sucking and slurping filling Kens house. The yelps, gasps and screaming orgasms rocking their bodies. Whether shaking, shivering or tremoring, their bodies always reaching fulfillment. Cum and sex filling their mouths, covering their cheeks and licked up readily with their tongues. Never receiving enough, always wanting more, their ultimate goal: sexual bliss. In the end, two bodies collapsing in an entangled of arms and legs in exhaustion. As the week closes, Angela and Ken decide Date Night in the city is in order. Wanting their relationship to progress to the next level of Erotica, which for them, will be sexual intercourse. For Ken, it's the taking of Angela's cherry and she losing her virginity. And, in Angela's mind, the act fulfills a long-held fantasy, the fulfillment of her dream in becoming a woman living in the love and nurture of an older man, her reward for loving him. And maybe, just maybe, becoming a mommy. Angela smiles to herself. Friday arrives. Ken has already made all the arrangements for their weekend of romance. Their special date. Not wanting to overlook a thing and making sure everything is in order he goes over very detail. Angela, her life about to change forever through one act, her deflowering, giving up her virginity to a man. In her mind, no small act. She desires for this weekend to be as special as the event warrants. And wanting to present herself to Ken as the chaste and pure woman she is. She chooses a White Matte Strapless Dress, a sleek curve hugging tube dress with an hourglass cut. The colour of purity wrapped in a “fuck me” dress. Looking at herself in the full length mirror, even she is impressed with what she sees. She wonders whether they will even make it out of the driveway, never mind eating dinner before arriving at the hotel. She smiles. Wanting to create the perfect impression for Ken she believes she has succeeded. Leaving her bedroom and heading down the stairs, she hears the doorbell ring. “I'll get it” she yells out to her mom who is sipping wine on the living room couch. On seeing her, mom gasps, “goin on a hot date?” “You could say that,” Angela smiles. “I'll be gone until tomorrow.” As Angela makes her way to the door, her mom is thinking, 'our neighbour, Ken must be quite the guy to cause such a radical difference in my daughter. I'm so Fin jealous.' Angela swings the door open. Ken stands on the doorstep a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand, dressed in a black silk shirt and dress slacks. A long whistle sounds, surprise written in his eyes as he holds the bouquet out for Angela to take. “You are an extraordinary vision of purity and beauty Me'Lady.” Angela curtsies. “Thank you kind Sir.” Pointing to the floor, “I have a small shoulder bag,” which Ken picks up and then holds an arm out to guide her to the car. Opening the door and allowing Angela to slide into her seat, Ken watches closely. He walks around the car to the drivers door and gets in himself. Looking over at Angela, mouth open and speechless, he whistles again. Leaning back into her seat, legs crossed, thick nippled perky breasts outlined in elegant whiteness, long legs and muscular thighs on display, she holds the bouquet of yellow roses in her lap. A larger than life huge smile graces her face. Purring softly in a seductive voice, she says, “Take me to our honeymoon suite oh gracious King.” “Certainly Princess.” To say Ken is beyond aroused it an understatement for the ages. At this point he is questioning whether he'll make it to the hotel, never mind eating dinner. An evening of foreplay is in the cards. Forty five minutes later they are parked at the small Italian Restaurant. A romantic dinner awaits them. Ken Escorts his Princess across the parking lot, arm wrapped around her waist, hand on her butt, fingers caressing her matte covered flesh and a giant erection in his trousers. Escorted to their window view table toward the back of the dimly lit dining room, Ken seats his angel, before seating himself. They Sit beside one another facing the window and the view of the harbour, their backs to the rest of the dining room. Angela's hand rests on Kens cock. Kens hand rests between Angela's crossed legs, trapped. The foreplay continues. “Tell me what you are going to do to me tonight darling,” she says, her hand massaging his hardness. “If you don't stop turning me on even more than you have already, not much,” he says. Angela stops her massaging, a pout forming on her face. “I'm going to fuck you so hard and for so long you will be laying in a CUM lake,” Ken whispers. This brings a smile back to Angela's face. “Promise,” she says. “Before I do that, I'm going to eat your pussy and lick your ass,” Ken smiles. “My appetizer.” “Either I am peeing myself or you have me so wet. oh fuck,” Angela moans, “I'm cumming,” she says, leaning back in the chair, uncrossing her legs and spreading them. She shivers. Ken feels the moisture on his hand, lifts his fingers to his mouth and tastes them. “Yep, you came. Have a taste.” Their waiter arrives with a bottle of wine, takes their food order and departs. “That was intense, what just happened to me. I like our foreplay. I'm so fuckin ripe.” she wispers. “Oh baby, you ain't seen nothin yet,” Ken says, pouring the wine. “Ripe for the pickin.” "You got that right baby,” she says, leaning her head on his shoulder, “I can hardly wait.” “Know what? I want a baby, your baby,” glancing up up at him, “Is that okay daddy?” “You know it is. I'll give you all the babies you want babykins.” “Now, that makes me horny,” she giggles, “super horny.” “You sure you really wanna eat Italian,” she asks. “Nope,” reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and dropping a couple big bills on the table. Ken Slides off his chair, stands and then helps Angela from her chair. They walk out of the restaurant passing their waiter, “Moneys on the table,” Ken smiles. Once outside, Ken sweeps Angela up into his arms and carries her to the car and seating her. They buckle into their seats. They roar off. Angela tittering and giggling the entire time. Five minutes later they are registering at the hotel. Angela, dressed in her white micro dress attracts the attention of several men, stands close to Ken not wanting anyone to notice the Orgasm stains on her legs, thighs and dress. At the same time this causes her to feel naughty and horny. Whispering in his ear, “I love you daddy,” running her tongue over his ear lobe. Distracting Ken from what he is doing, he turns to her and smiles, runs a hand over her ass cheeks and growls, “Grrrrrr, another ten minutes babykins and I'll, ” his voice trails off as he pinches her bum. Laughing. Finally finished registering, she struts over to the elevator walking ahead of him her ass invitingly wiggling for his pleasure. A porter follows carrying her shoulder bag. In the elevator, the building foreplay of the evening and their horniness threatens to explode. Angela slips into Kens arms, their bodies molded together, lips locked into a long wet passionate kiss. The porter tries averting his yes. Ken's hands again caressing ass cheeks. A favourite activity of his. Angela's hands fondling the lump of arousal in his slacks. Their lust builds. The elevator stops. They follow the porter down the hall. He opens the door to their room and places the bag inside. Ken hands him a bill, lifts his lover bride in his arms and carries her over the threshold. Angela squeals with laughter, the door closing with a loud click. Ken gently lays her on the bed. “Give me five minutes daddy. I'm going to freshen up,” she says, sliding off the bed and grabbing her bag, she heads into the bathroom. At this point, Ken is uncertain what to do beside wait for her. Should he undress down to his boxers? He just isn't sure, so he does nothing. Hopping up and sitting on the bed in his silk shirt and slacks he waits. Five minutes grows into ten minutes. He waits, the anticipation building. Muttering to himself, how long does it take to freshen up?' Finally the bathroom door opens. There she stands. Kens mouth drops open. And again, for the umpteen time since he first met and saw Angela, she has again transformed herself. From running with her hair tied up in a ponytail to her auburn hair flowing over her shoulders; from wearing bum hugging shorts to wearing a denim mini skirt; or wearing skin tight jeans. The upgrades are phenomenal. How do you outdo the dress she wore tonight? Well, Ken is looking at it. You outdo a white strapless matte micro dress with a white sheer jersey gown that has a Deep V-neck front, a Revealing back, is Sideless with Adjustable neck, back, and front ties in Matte Lycra trim and is Sheer Jersey. And black high heels in which Angela struts over to the bed, with her token angelic smile. No words are exchanged. No words are necessary. Just the escape of air and heavy breathing. As his virginal bride daughter struts around the room showcasing her body for daddies attention moving oh so seductively turning, twisting and bending. Strutting her stuff as if on a runway throwing in a dance move or two. Her performance over, she walks over to the bed climbs up and leans over Ken. Slapping his hand away as he reaches for her, she unbuttons the black silk shirt, unbuckles the slacks and pulls down the zipper. All the while, smiling. Her gown falling loose over Kens tingling body. “I love you daddy. Make me a woman daddy. Make me a mommy. Fill me up too overflowing with your potent seed, your thick gooey sperm. Cum like a river for your babykin daughter, your virginal bride. Please daddy!” Ken, burning with desire for his virgin lover, rises upright on the bed, tossing his shirt off and to the side, wiggling out of his slacks, they fall to the floor. Shoes, socks kicked off. Reaching out for the object of his affection and pulling Angela into his body, Embracing, kissing, two bodies becoming one burning with lust, Ken flips Angela over onto her back on the silk sheets. Standing now beside the huge bed and looking down at his angel, he smiles, a huge grin, fingers snapping at the waistband of his boxers, he pushes them down and off his legs. His rigid member pops free, liberated and swinging back and forth. A loud “gasp,” two giant balls dangling and swaying. She smiles and reaches for him. He takes a step forward, climbs onto the bed, kneels between Angela's legs. Her body a picture of perfection highlighted and seductively clothed in the sheer white gown. Bending her knees, opening her legs wide, loosening the front ties and adjusting her gown to reveal and a bald pussy. She smiles and giggles, “Make Love to me daddy.” A smile, a nod and Ken guides his thick, harder than rock Cock toward her love nest. “Make me a woman, daddy. And a baby too,” she says, giggling. Pushing his girth into her warm damp velvety cunt, stretching and opening her up, he feels resistance. “Ready baby,?” he asks. A nod, fingers grasping the bunched bed sheets. He pulls back slightly and then thrusts forward, the cock head piercing her hymen, and he commences fucking. The thick cock fully buried in her love nest. A loud yelp,“ followed with a gasp. The burning desire. The burning lust. Now giving way to a proper fucking, the act of making love. Ken humps and thrusts. Stretching and burying his cock inside Angela. Faster and aggressively, his ball sac slapping against her ass. Moans, gasps, deep breathing, air exhaled. "Slap, slap, slap.” 'Ooh's, ahh's. Angela shivers. Her body trembles. An orgasm builds. A screeching yelp. Kens cock burying itself entirely within her as he thrusts, his cockhead slamming against her uterus. She cums. Orgasm. Her body shakes. Beads of perspiration on her forehead and arms. Ken senses something different. His cock twitches. His ball sac releases. His sperm, seed, cum begins flowing. His cock erupts. The seed explodes into his lover. Filling her womb with potent baby making seed, ropes of cum, gobs of sperm. He continues thrusting, slowly now, until he senses he's empty. Pulling his cock free from Angela's honey pot, it dangles semi erect and flaccid. He falls onto the bed and pulls her tight against him. They spoon and cuddle in the afterglow of making love. The balance of their weekend was spent much the same way. Making love, cuddling, showering, making love again. Housekeeping was called several times to change out the bedding, replacing their damp, stained sheet for fresh clean ones. The prediction of them laying in a 'river of CUM' had come true. By Monday morning they were sore and limping to the car for the drive home. They were fully and sexually satiated having indulged almost nonstop in making Love to one another. Before Leaving they gave their porter and the housekeeping staff a handsome tip for their service. The drive back was quiet, the two lovers a different couple now. They had consummated their union. They were now definitely committed to one another now. So they thought. Angela had made Ken feel alive again, bring hope back into his life. Ken had taken a naïve, out going young woman and fulfilled her older man fantasy. By giving her the love, attention and care she sought after, they had fallen in Love. A week later summer was over, school beckoned and Angela left for another semester of education. Only the memories remained. Precious memories. They both hated “Good Byes” so on the morning of her departure, Ken was hidden away in his house. Angela was tearfully trying to see as she drove. Hearing her car pull away, he shed a tear and, sipped another cup of coffee. Both wondering in their thoughts, 'is there a future for them?' A Deliberate Encounter Sitting in her spacious kitchen Melanie is at odds with herself, stewing and feeling sorry for herself. During the summer she watched the transformation in her daughter Angela, going from a naïve shy young girl to an outgoing teasing lil slut. Of course, those are her words. Words of jealously. But ever since she met the next door neighbour Ken, her daughter had blossomed into a sexually active and sexually content lil vixen. This troubled Melanie to no end. Not because Angela didn't deserve a man, but simply because Melanie wanted a piece of the action. She wanted a man to love. A man like the man she once loved when she met her hubby, before he became such an asshole. She wanted the wild sex, the experimenting, the multi orgasms, she wanted it all. And when Ken became available, her own daughter beat her to the prize and won his heart. Ever since her husband John moved her to this little jerk water small town Melanie had been discontented. Then he just ups and takes off on his business trips leaving her home and alone, lonely and horny. At least, In the city she was able to cruise the bars and discretely find accommodating studs for a night of fun. Not so here in small town Canada. There was only one bar and the opportunity for a discrete encounter was slim to nil. What made matters even worse, in Mel's mind, her daughter had been home only one day from Uni and met Ken. The rest, as they say, is history. Her daughter had enjoyed a summer of sex. This made Melanie more than jealous. She is downright envious. A smirk on her face. “I'll teach him,” she laughs. “What a real woman is capable of.” The 34 year old mother looks down over her body. Standing before a mirror, she admires her assets. Large D cupped rounded breasts, a narrow waist with long shapely legs. She gives her head a shake, her shoulder length natural blonde hair waving and shimmering. Turning around and looking back over her shoulder the very best asset, in her mind, is the rounded ass, her bubble butt. “Oh gawd I miss having you happy,” she says, speaking to her bum. With all these thoughts confronting her she makes a decision. A visit to Ken is in order. Time to take control of my life and get what I want and just to make sure I do, I'll give him something he is already familiar with. She laughs, the devilish laugh of a woman who is convinced she wins the prize. Heading to her bedroom, disrobing along the way, she steps into her walk-in clothes closet. Looking through her dresses she finds exactly what she is looking for, the White Strapless Matte 'Fuck Me' dress. Muttering 'we'll see who wears this curve hugging tube dress better,' giggling. 'Daughter or mommy? D cup breasts or perky boobs, nice, rounded ass or bubble butt ass? Humm, watcha think Ken?' laughing. Sitting in his kitchen, coffee cup in hand, Ken looks wistfully through the large window overlooking his backyard garden. His thoughts focused on Angela and the wonderfully erotic summer they enjoyed in each other's company. A tingle causing his body to shiver. A female voice calls out, “Howdy neighbour” interrupting his contemplation. A familiar style voice similar to ones he's heard before. “Uh, Neighbour answering,” He yells back. “Come on in,” he says, and muttering to himself, 'right on time.' A tallish woman, mid 30's pokes her nose around the corner. "Hi. I'm Melanie, Angela's mommy.” she says. Waiting for a response, she smiles, looking somewhat awkward while Ken scopes her out. His eyes moving up and down, observing, liking what he sees. “My goodness, like mommy like daughter. I thought Angela was one beautiful woman; but you, mommy; are absolutely gorgeous.” Ken says as he pores on the praise, flattering Melanie to an extent that causes her face to turn beet red. “That dress is made for you and only you!” he says, followed by a long whistle. “Have I embarrassed you?” he asks, standing to face her. “I hope so,” he says, laughing. “The one thing Angela brought to my attention, never failing to mention actually, was how lonely and neglected you are Melanie. Possibly I can help you out with that predicament.” “I; um, was hoping you might.,” she paused, caught by surprise with Kens aggressive nature. She smiles, not missing a beat though, looking so deliciously appetizing in the White Straplesss Tube Dress highlighting her large, rounded breasts. She turns around for him, “You like?” she says, giggling. “No Melanie, I love,” he says, laughing, “and I've been expecting you. May I call you Mel?” “Expecting me, really?” “Uh huh. Big city girl dumped in a small town by a workaholic hubby who knocked you up while you were a young teenager. Not able to do anything discretely like you could before. Lonely, ignored and horny. You, my dear, are Ravishingly gorgeous. And you've been suffering all summer while your daughter got it on with the neighbour. How am I doing so far?” Ken reaches out his arms placing his large hands-on Melanie's hips and leans in to kiss her. Mel responds with a kiss of her own. The long passionate kiss heightens Ken's lust, pulling Melanie closer, hands caressing her ass cheeks. He feins  a 'growl.' Sucking her tongue into his mouth, tongues flirting and teasing; then a 'moan.' Ken sweeps her off her feet and carries her to the living room sofa, laying her down. Standing beside her prone body, eyes eating her up, lust burning in his body. Mel reaches up and plays with his belt buckle, “Wha d'ya got for Melanie?” she implores, big blue eyes smiling up to him. Ken can hardly wait until she gets her answer, which pops out immediately. The large bulbus thick cock springs free from confinement and stands at attention. Ken shoves his jeans down and kicks them away, his lengthy cock waving in the air. Mel quickly goes to work, cupping his manhood in both hands. Ken, meanwhile takes inventory, ogling the luscious woman laying prone before him. Large, rounded breasts dressed seductively in her 'Fuck Me' dress. Long shapely legs. A less than short micro dress covering, barely covering, her gorgeous ass globes. Not able to control his lust any longer, “We'll play later darling. Now, I'm going to fuck your brains out.” he declared. Not asking! Telling! Mel's head shakes yes, “I've wanted this for so long.” she says, Smiling. Ken quickly moves her to the plush carpeted floor. Kneeling between her outstretched legs, holding and guiding his cock to Mel's womanhood. The large cockhead teasing her pubes as he strokes it up and down her damp bushy pussy lips. Mel, with a look of expectation, smiles. Ken smiling, pushes his thick member into her. A long hard thrust and he's in. Mel gasps. Her pussy stretching to accommodate him. White dress bunched around her waist, Ken begins hammering away, piston fucking her. Mel meets his thrusts with her own. Head rolling back and forth. Beads of perspiration on her forehead. Gasping, Moaning, Humping her ass up and down. Ken hammers her fast and furious. Their pent-up lust driving them. Ecstasy building. Orgasms. Melanie cums first, “Argh!” Ken's balls tighten, his cock jerks and erupts. Exploding with a rope of cum. A river of cum. The two satisfied lovers collapsing in a heap on the carpet. Their insatiable lust temporarily satisfied. “Nuth'in like a mommy to help a guy forget her daughter.” Ken laughs. “Here's hoping my hubby plans on lots more business trips,” Mel laughs. “I actually hope he makes himself scarce.” “Oops, speaking of which, I think I hear his car now. Must be home for lunch.” She giggles, “Not as good a lunch as I'm going to have,” her fingers dancing on Ken's cock. Ken smiles, “I wanna go check him out,” he says, standing up, “Come darlin.” Taking Mel's hand, he leads her back into the kitchen to the side window, facing Ken's driveway, right next to John's. With her standing in front of him they look over the driveway and watch as John exits his car. Ken places his hands on Mel's hips pressing his flaccid cock into her bum. “Wonder what he'd say if he knew I just Fucked his wife;” he says, laughing and cupping her ample breasts. “I'm going to own this body, babykins. What do you think of that?” “I love it. You can have me anytime big guy; even now,” she says, giggling. “Ready to go again, are we,” he says, pushing Mel's head to the window, she arcs her back, “Doggy fuck?” she giggles in agreement. She places her hands on the window ledge for leverage. Flaring her bubble butt ass, a juicy muffed pussy peaks up at him; his fingers teasing the folds of skin. Ken slides the white dress over her luscious ass cheeks, his hands caressing. “Gawd, I love your ass, my ass,” he says, laughing, his hands guiding his cock. Running it over her butt cheeks and butt crack, watching it grow in size. He slides it down to her pussy and presses into her. “One man's loss is another man's gain,” he says, shoving his cock into Johns wife's vagina. Mel and Ken fuck. John walks back out to his car. To be continued. by PrairieDad1 for Literotica

The cherry date and the next phase of Ken's love life. By  PrairieDad1. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “So, I'm going to be the first man to make love to you. Wow. I'm honoured.” he says. Come here baby. Daddy needs a hug. Angela steps into Kens open arms. They embrace. Bodies molded together. A tear runs down Ken's cheek. “I'm so happy right now. This is going to be a super special summer and extra special occasion. You sure do know how to turn a guy on, baby.” They laugh. “Yep, I can tell,” she says, laughing, feeling Kens erection pushing into her tummy. “Me too daddy. It'll be super special. I can hardly wait. I'm wet just thinking about it.”“Are you nervous babykins? I'll try not to hurt you,” he says. “Daddy, I just sucked your cock into my mouth. My first time ever doing that. So, no, you won't hurt me.” “I'm so proud of you baby.” Ken turns and holds Angela in his arms, embracing her tightly into his body. They continue their climb to the top, arriving at the pickup on the ridge. “Daddy's hungry again,” he says, with a big smile. “Can daddy have dessert, please?” “You can eat me anytime daddy.” Angela lowers the tailgate and jumps up into the box. “Dessert is served,” she says, laughing. “Come and get it.” And Ken does. Just like that the damp Daisy Mae's are discarded and Ken is looking at a bald pussy, drops of moisture beading up on the pussy lips. Lowering his face, he sucks the folds of skin into his mouth. Sitting up her arms supporting her with knees bent, legs spread wide, ass on the tailgate edge, she smiles and watches her lover, her adopted daddy. Driving Angela wild. Trying to hold her legs steady, and failing. Her body trembling, she cries out, "Argh, Fuck!” And cums. Her liquid arousal filling Kens mouth and covering his face, he licks and swallows. A happy man. Over the top happy. His young lover orgasming. And he doing what he likes best, Eating Pussy. Grabbing their blanket, he wraps and covers Angela before carrying her shaking body to the front door of the pickup. An hour later they arrive home and park in the driveway. All seems quiet. No one is around. Ken carries his lover into the house and straight to the shower in the washroom. Their early to mid morning adventure finished. What transpired that morning ignited a fuse within them both. During the following week Angela was constantly visiting Ken. Neither of them wanting to spend a moment separated. Kens fixation with ‘eating pussy' and Angela's discovery of how much she enjoy 'giving head' was a match made in heaven. So much so they ate and sucked their way to new heights of sexual fulfillment. Finally, the weekend was upon them. Laying in each others arms in the afterglow of making love, oral love, their faces covered with one another's CUM. Ken smiles “I do believe we should have a proper date this weekend. An in the city, fancy restaurant, 5 star hotel, a daddy and daughter romantic date. What sayeth you m'lady?” “I sayeth 'oh goody kind Sir'. Daddy gonna pop my cherry,” she asks, giggling. “We're gonna fuck like rabbits, over and over and over,” he says, laughing. “Fuck my brains out daddy. I want your big sausage inside me,” she says, a huge face covering smile. “But for now, I'll just suck you again” leaning over and taking Ken's cock into her willing mouth. “Oh no you don't. Me too,'” Ken says as he adjusts their bodies, laying on the bed with Angela positioned on top of him, her head over his cock, her pussy over his mouth. Both diving in, the sounds of slurping, sucking and licking filling the bedroom. Kens hands on Angela's butt, fingers pushing on her cheeks exposing and opening her small puckered asshole. Tongue licking and teasing the forbidden hole. Angela's tongue expertly licking the long thick veiny and hairy shaft. Opening her mouth and sliding her lips over his mushroomed cockhead. Swallowing him inch by inch into her mouth and throat. Her eyes watering, his girth stretching her mouth wide open. Using his tongue like a poker Ken pushes thru her puckered opening. A gasp, her body shakes. Moving her back and forth, her ass riding on his tongue. Bobbing her head up and down sucking on Kens thick girth, damp brunette hair hanging down over her face. Ken guides his tongue from asshole to pussy licking along the folds of skin. Angela shivers. Tasting her sweet nectar, flicking his tongue in and out of the wet pussy, her body shivers as an Orgasm builds within her. Her continued sucking is also building an orgasm within Ken. A loud gasp, an “Argh”, and Angela's sex is released in orgasm. Ken licks and laps up the river of sex, tasting his lover. Ken moans loudly, hips shaking, his cock erupting, again, with gobs of cum filling Angela's throat. She releases her toy and cum spurts over her cheeks, chin and breasts. She collapses on Kens body, Her mouth sore from so much exercising. They lay in the afterglow of sex, damp bodies relaxing, breathing slowing. Wrapping his arms around Angela, holding her tightly, fingers caressing her back, waist and bum, he falls asleep. Angela, her face resting on Kens flaccid cock, blinks her eyes closing them and drifting off to sleep. During the next week the sexcapades continued uninterrupted. Never tiring of one another. Their tongues and lips working magic with each other's body. The sounds of sucking and slurping filling Kens house. The yelps, gasps and screaming orgasms rocking their bodies. Whether shaking, shivering or tremoring, their bodies always reaching fulfillment. Cum and sex filling their mouths, covering their cheeks and licked up readily with their tongues. Never receiving enough, always wanting more, their ultimate goal: sexual bliss. In the end, two bodies collapsing in an entangled of arms and legs in exhaustion. As the week closes, Angela and Ken decide Date Night in the city is in order. Wanting their relationship to progress to the next level of Erotica, which for them, will be sexual intercourse. For Ken, it's the taking of Angela's cherry and she losing her virginity. And, in Angela's mind, the act fulfills a long-held fantasy, the fulfillment of her dream in becoming a woman living in the love and nurture of an older man, her reward for loving him. And maybe, just maybe, becoming a mommy. Angela smiles to herself. Friday arrives. Ken has already made all the arrangements for their weekend of romance. Their special date. Not wanting to overlook a thing and making sure everything is in order he goes over very detail. Angela, her life about to change forever through one act, her deflowering, giving up her virginity to a man. In her mind, no small act. She desires for this weekend to be as special as the event warrants. And wanting to present herself to Ken as the chaste and pure woman she is. She chooses a White Matte Strapless Dress, a sleek curve hugging tube dress with an hourglass cut. The colour of purity wrapped in a “fuck me” dress. Looking at herself in the full length mirror, even she is impressed with what she sees. She wonders whether they will even make it out of the driveway, never mind eating dinner before arriving at the hotel. She smiles. Wanting to create the perfect impression for Ken she believes she has succeeded. Leaving her bedroom and heading down the stairs, she hears the doorbell ring. “I'll get it” she yells out to her mom who is sipping wine on the living room couch. On seeing her, mom gasps, “goin on a hot date?” “You could say that,” Angela smiles. “I'll be gone until tomorrow.” As Angela makes her way to the door, her mom is thinking, 'our neighbour, Ken must be quite the guy to cause such a radical difference in my daughter. I'm so Fin jealous.' Angela swings the door open. Ken stands on the doorstep a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand, dressed in a black silk shirt and dress slacks. A long whistle sounds, surprise written in his eyes as he holds the bouquet out for Angela to take. “You are an extraordinary vision of purity and beauty Me'Lady.” Angela curtsies. “Thank you kind Sir.” Pointing to the floor, “I have a small shoulder bag,” which Ken picks up and then holds an arm out to guide her to the car. Opening the door and allowing Angela to slide into her seat, Ken watches closely. He walks around the car to the drivers door and gets in himself. Looking over at Angela, mouth open and speechless, he whistles again. Leaning back into her seat, legs crossed, thick nippled perky breasts outlined in elegant whiteness, long legs and muscular thighs on display, she holds the bouquet of yellow roses in her lap. A larger than life huge smile graces her face. Purring softly in a seductive voice, she says, “Take me to our honeymoon suite oh gracious King.” “Certainly Princess.” To say Ken is beyond aroused it an understatement for the ages. At this point he is questioning whether he'll make it to the hotel, never mind eating dinner. An evening of foreplay is in the cards. Forty five minutes later they are parked at the small Italian Restaurant. A romantic dinner awaits them. Ken Escorts his Princess across the parking lot, arm wrapped around her waist, hand on her butt, fingers caressing her matte covered flesh and a giant erection in his trousers. Escorted to their window view table toward the back of the dimly lit dining room, Ken seats his angel, before seating himself. They Sit beside one another facing the window and the view of the harbour, their backs to the rest of the dining room. Angela's hand rests on Kens cock. Kens hand rests between Angela's crossed legs, trapped. The foreplay continues. “Tell me what you are going to do to me tonight darling,” she says, her hand massaging his hardness. “If you don't stop turning me on even more than you have already, not much,” he says. Angela stops her massaging, a pout forming on her face. “I'm going to fuck you so hard and for so long you will be laying in a CUM lake,” Ken whispers. This brings a smile back to Angela's face. “Promise,” she says. “Before I do that, I'm going to eat your pussy and lick your ass,” Ken smiles. “My appetizer.” “Either I am peeing myself or you have me so wet. oh fuck,” Angela moans, “I'm cumming,” she says, leaning back in the chair, uncrossing her legs and spreading them. She shivers. Ken feels the moisture on his hand, lifts his fingers to his mouth and tastes them. “Yep, you came. Have a taste.” Their waiter arrives with a bottle of wine, takes their food order and departs. “That was intense, what just happened to me. I like our foreplay. I'm so fuckin ripe.” she wispers. “Oh baby, you ain't seen nothin yet,” Ken says, pouring the wine. “Ripe for the pickin.” "You got that right baby,” she says, leaning her head on his shoulder, “I can hardly wait.” “Know what? I want a baby, your baby,” glancing up up at him, “Is that okay daddy?” “You know it is. I'll give you all the babies you want babykins.” “Now, that makes me horny,” she giggles, “super horny.” “You sure you really wanna eat Italian,” she asks. “Nope,” reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and dropping a couple big bills on the table. Ken Slides off his chair, stands and then helps Angela from her chair. They walk out of the restaurant passing their waiter, “Moneys on the table,” Ken smiles. Once outside, Ken sweeps Angela up into his arms and carries her to the car and seating her. They buckle into their seats. They roar off. Angela tittering and giggling the entire time. Five minutes later they are registering at the hotel. Angela, dressed in her white micro dress attracts the attention of several men, stands close to Ken not wanting anyone to notice the Orgasm stains on her legs, thighs and dress. At the same time this causes her to feel naughty and horny. Whispering in his ear, “I love you daddy,” running her tongue over his ear lobe. Distracting Ken from what he is doing, he turns to her and smiles, runs a hand over her ass cheeks and growls, “Grrrrrr, another ten minutes babykins and I'll, ” his voice trails off as he pinches her bum. Laughing. Finally finished registering, she struts over to the elevator walking ahead of him her ass invitingly wiggling for his pleasure. A porter follows carrying her shoulder bag. In the elevator, the building foreplay of the evening and their horniness threatens to explode. Angela slips into Kens arms, their bodies molded together, lips locked into a long wet passionate kiss. The porter tries averting his yes. Ken's hands again caressing ass cheeks. A favourite activity of his. Angela's hands fondling the lump of arousal in his slacks. Their lust builds. The elevator stops. They follow the porter down the hall. He opens the door to their room and places the bag inside. Ken hands him a bill, lifts his lover bride in his arms and carries her over the threshold. Angela squeals with laughter, the door closing with a loud click. Ken gently lays her on the bed. “Give me five minutes daddy. I'm going to freshen up,” she says, sliding off the bed and grabbing her bag, she heads into the bathroom. At this point, Ken is uncertain what to do beside wait for her. Should he undress down to his boxers? He just isn't sure, so he does nothing. Hopping up and sitting on the bed in his silk shirt and slacks he waits. Five minutes grows into ten minutes. He waits, the anticipation building. Muttering to himself, how long does it take to freshen up?' Finally the bathroom door opens. There she stands. Kens mouth drops open. And again, for the umpteen time since he first met and saw Angela, she has again transformed herself. From running with her hair tied up in a ponytail to her auburn hair flowing over her shoulders; from wearing bum hugging shorts to wearing a denim mini skirt; or wearing skin tight jeans. The upgrades are phenomenal. How do you outdo the dress she wore tonight? Well, Ken is looking at it. You outdo a white strapless matte micro dress with a white sheer jersey gown that has a Deep V-neck front, a Revealing back, is Sideless with Adjustable neck, back, and front ties in Matte Lycra trim and is Sheer Jersey. And black high heels in which Angela struts over to the bed, with her token angelic smile. No words are exchanged. No words are necessary. Just the escape of air and heavy breathing. As his virginal bride daughter struts around the room showcasing her body for daddies attention moving oh so seductively turning, twisting and bending. Strutting her stuff as if on a runway throwing in a dance move or two. Her performance over, she walks over to the bed climbs up and leans over Ken. Slapping his hand away as he reaches for her, she unbuttons the black silk shirt, unbuckles the slacks and pulls down the zipper. All the while, smiling. Her gown falling loose over Kens tingling body. “I love you daddy. Make me a woman daddy. Make me a mommy. Fill me up too overflowing with your potent seed, your thick gooey sperm. Cum like a river for your babykin daughter, your virginal bride. Please daddy!” Ken, burning with desire for his virgin lover, rises upright on the bed, tossing his shirt off and to the side, wiggling out of his slacks, they fall to the floor. Shoes, socks kicked off. Reaching out for the object of his affection and pulling Angela into his body, Embracing, kissing, two bodies becoming one burning with lust, Ken flips Angela over onto her back on the silk sheets. Standing now beside the huge bed and looking down at his angel, he smiles, a huge grin, fingers snapping at the waistband of his boxers, he pushes them down and off his legs. His rigid member pops free, liberated and swinging back and forth. A loud “gasp,” two giant balls dangling and swaying. She smiles and reaches for him. He takes a step forward, climbs onto the bed, kneels between Angela's legs. Her body a picture of perfection highlighted and seductively clothed in the sheer white gown. Bending her knees, opening her legs wide, loosening the front ties and adjusting her gown to reveal and a bald pussy. She smiles and giggles, “Make Love to me daddy.” A smile, a nod and Ken guides his thick, harder than rock Cock toward her love nest. “Make me a woman, daddy. And a baby too,” she says, giggling. Pushing his girth into her warm damp velvety cunt, stretching and opening her up, he feels resistance. “Ready baby,?” he asks. A nod, fingers grasping the bunched bed sheets. He pulls back slightly and then thrusts forward, the cock head piercing her hymen, and he commences fucking. The thick cock fully buried in her love nest. A loud yelp,“ followed with a gasp. The burning desire. The burning lust. Now giving way to a proper fucking, the act of making love. Ken humps and thrusts. Stretching and burying his cock inside Angela. Faster and aggressively, his ball sac slapping against her ass. Moans, gasps, deep breathing, air exhaled. "Slap, slap, slap.” 'Ooh's, ahh's. Angela shivers. Her body trembles. An orgasm builds. A screeching yelp. Kens cock burying itself entirely within her as he thrusts, his cockhead slamming against her uterus. She cums. Orgasm. Her body shakes. Beads of perspiration on her forehead and arms. Ken senses something different. His cock twitches. His ball sac releases. His sperm, seed, cum begins flowing. His cock erupts. The seed explodes into his lover. Filling her womb with potent baby making seed, ropes of cum, gobs of sperm. He continues thrusting, slowly now, until he senses he's empty. Pulling his cock free from Angela's honey pot, it dangles semi erect and flaccid. He falls onto the bed and pulls her tight against him. They spoon and cuddle in the afterglow of making love. The balance of their weekend was spent much the same way. Making love, cuddling, showering, making love again. Housekeeping was called several times to change out the bedding, replacing their damp, stained sheet for fresh clean ones. The prediction of them laying in a 'river of CUM' had come true. By Monday morning they were sore and limping to the car for the drive home. They were fully and sexually satiated having indulged almost nonstop in making Love to one another. Before Leaving they gave their porter and the housekeeping staff a handsome tip for their service. The drive back was quiet, the two lovers a different couple now. They had consummated their union. They were now definitely committed to one another now. So they thought. Angela had made Ken feel alive again, bring hope back into his life. Ken had taken a naïve, out going young woman and fulfilled her older man fantasy. By giving her the love, attention and care she sought after, they had fallen in Love. A week later summer was over, school beckoned and Angela left for another semester of education. Only the memories remained. Precious memories. They both hated “Good Byes” so on the morning of her departure, Ken was hidden away in his house. Angela was tearfully trying to see as she drove. Hearing her car pull away, he shed a tear and, sipped another cup of coffee. Both wondering in their thoughts, 'is there a future for them?' A Deliberate Encounter Sitting in her spacious kitchen Melanie is at odds with herself, stewing and feeling sorry for herself. During the summer she watched the transformation in her daughter Angela, going from a naïve shy young girl to an outgoing teasing lil slut. Of course, those are her words. Words of jealously. But ever since she met the next door neighbour Ken, her daughter had blossomed into a sexually active and sexually content lil vixen. This troubled Melanie to no end. Not because Angela didn't deserve a man, but simply because Melanie wanted a piece of the action. She wanted a man to love. A man like the man she once loved when she met her hubby, before he became such an asshole. She wanted the wild sex, the experimenting, the multi orgasms, she wanted it all. And when Ken became available, her own daughter beat her to the prize and won his heart. Ever since her husband John moved her to this little jerk water small town Melanie had been discontented. Then he just ups and takes off on his business trips leaving her home and alone, lonely and horny. At least, In the city she was able to cruise the bars and discretely find accommodating studs for a night of fun. Not so here in small town Canada. There was only one bar and the opportunity for a discrete encounter was slim to nil. What made matters even worse, in Mel's mind, her daughter had been home only one day from Uni and met Ken. The rest, as they say, is history. Her daughter had enjoyed a summer of sex. This made Melanie more than jealous. She is downright envious. A smirk on her face. “I'll teach him,” she laughs. “What a real woman is capable of.” The 34 year old mother looks down over her body. Standing before a mirror, she admires her assets. Large D cupped rounded breasts, a narrow waist with long shapely legs. She gives her head a shake, her shoulder length natural blonde hair waving and shimmering. Turning around and looking back over her shoulder the very best asset, in her mind, is the rounded ass, her bubble butt. “Oh gawd I miss having you happy,” she says, speaking to her bum. With all these thoughts confronting her she makes a decision. A visit to Ken is in order. Time to take control of my life and get what I want and just to make sure I do, I'll give him something he is already familiar with. She laughs, the devilish laugh of a woman who is convinced she wins the prize. Heading to her bedroom, disrobing along the way, she steps into her walk-in clothes closet. Looking through her dresses she finds exactly what she is looking for, the White Strapless Matte 'Fuck Me' dress. Muttering 'we'll see who wears this curve hugging tube dress better,' giggling. 'Daughter or mommy? D cup breasts or perky boobs, nice, rounded ass or bubble butt ass? Humm, watcha think Ken?' laughing. Sitting in his kitchen, coffee cup in hand, Ken looks wistfully through the large window overlooking his backyard garden. His thoughts focused on Angela and the wonderfully erotic summer they enjoyed in each other's company. A tingle causing his body to shiver. A female voice calls out, “Howdy neighbour” interrupting his contemplation. A familiar style voice similar to ones he's heard before. “Uh, Neighbour answering,” He yells back. “Come on in,” he says, and muttering to himself, 'right on time.' A tallish woman, mid 30's pokes her nose around the corner. "Hi. I'm Melanie, Angela's mommy.” she says. Waiting for a response, she smiles, looking somewhat awkward while Ken scopes her out. His eyes moving up and down, observing, liking what he sees. “My goodness, like mommy like daughter. I thought Angela was one beautiful woman; but you, mommy; are absolutely gorgeous.” Ken says as he pores on the praise, flattering Melanie to an extent that causes her face to turn beet red. “That dress is made for you and only you!” he says, followed by a long whistle. “Have I embarrassed you?” he asks, standing to face her. “I hope so,” he says, laughing. “The one thing Angela brought to my attention, never failing to mention actually, was how lonely and neglected you are Melanie. Possibly I can help you out with that predicament.” “I; um, was hoping you might.,” she paused, caught by surprise with Kens aggressive nature. She smiles, not missing a beat though, looking so deliciously appetizing in the White Straplesss Tube Dress highlighting her large, rounded breasts. She turns around for him, “You like?” she says, giggling. “No Melanie, I love,” he says, laughing, “and I've been expecting you. May I call you Mel?” “Expecting me, really?” “Uh huh. Big city girl dumped in a small town by a workaholic hubby who knocked you up while you were a young teenager. Not able to do anything discretely like you could before. Lonely, ignored and horny. You, my dear, are Ravishingly gorgeous. And you've been suffering all summer while your daughter got it on with the neighbour. How am I doing so far?” Ken reaches out his arms placing his large hands-on Melanie's hips and leans in to kiss her. Mel responds with a kiss of her own. The long passionate kiss heightens Ken's lust, pulling Melanie closer, hands caressing her ass cheeks. He feins  a 'growl.' Sucking her tongue into his mouth, tongues flirting and teasing; then a 'moan.' Ken sweeps her off her feet and carries her to the living room sofa, laying her down. Standing beside her prone body, eyes eating her up, lust burning in his body. Mel reaches up and plays with his belt buckle, “Wha d'ya got for Melanie?” she implores, big blue eyes smiling up to him. Ken can hardly wait until she gets her answer, which pops out immediately. The large bulbus thick cock springs free from confinement and stands at attention. Ken shoves his jeans down and kicks them away, his lengthy cock waving in the air. Mel quickly goes to work, cupping his manhood in both hands. Ken, meanwhile takes inventory, ogling the luscious woman laying prone before him. Large, rounded breasts dressed seductively in her 'Fuck Me' dress. Long shapely legs. A less than short micro dress covering, barely covering, her gorgeous ass globes. Not able to control his lust any longer, “We'll play later darling. Now, I'm going to fuck your brains out.” he declared. Not asking! Telling! Mel's head shakes yes, “I've wanted this for so long.” she says, Smiling. Ken quickly moves her to the plush carpeted floor. Kneeling between her outstretched legs, holding and guiding his cock to Mel's womanhood. The large cockhead teasing her pubes as he strokes it up and down her damp bushy pussy lips. Mel, with a look of expectation, smiles. Ken smiling, pushes his thick member into her. A long hard thrust and he's in. Mel gasps. Her pussy stretching to accommodate him. White dress bunched around her waist, Ken begins hammering away, piston fucking her. Mel meets his thrusts with her own. Head rolling back and forth. Beads of perspiration on her forehead. Gasping, Moaning, Humping her ass up and down. Ken hammers her fast and furious. Their pent-up lust driving them. Ecstasy building. Orgasms. Melanie cums first, “Argh!” Ken's balls tighten, his cock jerks and erupts. Exploding with a rope of cum. A river of cum. The two satisfied lovers collapsing in a heap on the carpet. Their insatiable lust temporarily satisfied. “Nuth'in like a mommy to help a guy forget her daughter.” Ken laughs. “Here's hoping my hubby plans on lots more business trips,” Mel laughs. “I actually hope he makes himself scarce.” “Oops, speaking of which, I think I hear his car now. Must be home for lunch.” She giggles, “Not as good a lunch as I'm going to have,” her fingers dancing on Ken's cock. Ken smiles, “I wanna go check him out,” he says, standing up, “Come darlin.” Taking Mel's hand, he leads her back into the kitchen to the side window, facing Ken's driveway, right next to John's. With her standing in front of him they look over the driveway and watch as John exits his car. Ken places his hands on Mel's hips pressing his flaccid cock into her bum. “Wonder what he'd say if he knew I just Fucked his wife;” he says, laughing and cupping her ample breasts. “I'm going to own this body, babykins. What do you think of that?” “I love it. You can have me anytime big guy; even now,” she says, giggling. “Ready to go again, are we,” he says, pushing Mel's head to the window, she arcs her back, “Doggy fuck?” she giggles in agreement. She places her hands on the window ledge for leverage. Flaring her bubble butt ass, a juicy muffed pussy peaks up at him; his fingers teasing the folds of skin. Ken slides the white dress over her luscious ass cheeks, his hands caressing. “Gawd, I love your ass, my ass,” he says, laughing, his hands guiding his cock. Running it over her butt cheeks and butt crack, watching it grow in size. He slides it down to her pussy and presses into her. “One man's loss is another man's gain,” he says, shoving his cock into Johns wife's vagina. Mel and Ken fuck. John walks back out to his car. To be continued. by PrairieDad1 for Literotica

This weeks episode, Sophia sits down with Tori Jensen RN RD. Tori was a nurse at Kaiser Permanente in San Diego, CA who was ESCORTED out of Kaiser by security after being fired for not getting the C*vid V*ccination. Jensen submitted her religious exemption yet Kaiser denied hers while accepting others. Tune in to hear:- Tori's story/The video she took being escorted out- Why she felt the need to stand up for her 1st Amendment right- Hormone Balance and how she is now helping women learn how to regulate their hormones for weight loss! To Learn more from Tori follow her on Insta: @thetorijensen

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Throne of Glass follows Celaena Sardothien, an infamous assassin who is serving a life sentence in the salt mines of Endovier. Her life takes a dramatic turn when Crown Prince Dorian Havilliard offers her a chance at freedom. The King of Adarlan is hosting a deadly competition to find a champion, and Celaena's skills make her a prime candidate. Escorted by Captain of the Guard, Chaol Westfall, Celaena arrives at the glass castle to compete against other skilled fighters. Despite the brutal challenges, she proves herself as a formidable contender, while navigating political intrigue and forming unexpected alliances. As the competition progresses, Celaena discovers a dark force lurking in the castle that's causing a series of mysterious deaths, and she unravels a conspiracy tied to ancient magic and dark secrets. Amidst the competition and the unfolding dangers, she finds herself torn between her duty to the crown and her desire for freedom. As the contest draws to a close. Celaena must confront her past and make a life-altering decision that will shape her destiny and the fate of the Kingdom.This book is a blend of fantasy, action, and political intrigue. How did these different elements complement each other? How did the competition to become the King's Champion affect the dynamics between the characters? Join us as we discuss these questions and more in this episode of our spoiler-filled podcast.Great music huh?! The music for the intro and outro are segments from a song titled "Busy City" by TrackTribe, which was accessed through the YouTube audio library.Coming up next: Funny Story by Emily HenryInterested in starting your own podcast? Sign up with Buzzsprout using our referral code and we'll both get a $20 amazon gift card! https://www.buzzsprout.com/?referrer_id=1894341

Not all passengers onboard aircraft are off on a vacation, or business. Sometimes, people don't want to get on board that plane at all, and will go to extreme measures to make sure they don't reach their destination. In today's episode, we hear the true story about those passengers who are being deported. And this particular passenger was a prisoner... From the eyes of cabin crew, as they witness the criminal board with escorts in handcuffs, we see what lengths someone will go to to avoid deportation.Music credits for  Deported and DesperatePrice of Freedom - Music by Zakhar Valaha from PixabayAcoustic Motivation - Music by Yrii Semchyshyn from PixabaySound Effects from PixabayTo subscribe to the monthly newsletter and keep up to date with news, visit www.theredeyepod.com. Ot find us on Facebook, YouTube, TikTok & Instagram @theredeyepod, for behind the scenes stories and those funny short stories that only take a minute or less!For more of Ally Murphy's work as a British voice over artist, visit www.allymurphy.co.uk

Morse code transcription: vvv vvv AI photos show people with secondary breast cancer their lost future Success or failure Canadas drug decriminalisation test faces scrutiny Donald Trump posts video of truck showing hog tied Joe Biden Man arrested as hostage situation in Dutch nightclub ends Jeffrey Donaldson From the White House to Antrim police station Boat Race 2024 Cambridge comfortably beat Oxford in both mens and womens races Mexico Funeral held for girl whose death sparked mob violence in Taxco Passport rules Escorted through the airport like a criminal Peru President Dina Boluartes home raided in search for Rolex watches Lizzo says she quits after lies against her

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Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Jeffrey Donaldson From the White House to Antrim police station Passport rules Escorted through the airport like a criminal Boat Race 2024 Cambridge comfortably beat Oxford in both mens and womens races Peru President Dina Boluartes home raided in search for Rolex watches Man arrested as hostage situation in Dutch nightclub ends AI photos show people with secondary breast cancer their lost future Success or failure Canadas drug decriminalisation test faces scrutiny Mexico Funeral held for girl whose death sparked mob violence in Taxco Donald Trump posts video of truck showing hog tied Joe Biden Lizzo says she quits after lies against her

Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Passport rules Escorted through the airport like a criminal Pouria Zeraati Iran International TV host stabbed outside London home Man holds several people hostage inside Dutch cafe AI photos show people with secondary breast cancer their lost future Success or failure Canadas drug decriminalisation test faces scrutiny Haiti Gang leader Jimmy Barbecue Ch rizier demands peace talks role Mexico Funeral held for girl whose death sparked mob violence in Taxco Somalias football pitch that doubles as an execution ground Israel Gaza BBC goes onboard plane dropping US aid into war zone Lizzo says she quits after lies against her

Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Passport rules Escorted through the airport like a criminal Haiti Gang leader Jimmy Barbecue Ch rizier demands peace talks role Success or failure Canadas drug decriminalisation test faces scrutiny AI photos show people with secondary breast cancer their lost future Lizzo says she quits after lies against her Man holds several people hostage inside Dutch cafe Somalias football pitch that doubles as an execution ground Israel Gaza BBC goes onboard plane dropping US aid into war zone Mexico Funeral held for girl whose death sparked mob violence in Taxco Pouria Zeraati Iran International TV host stabbed outside London home

Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Passport rules Escorted through the airport like a criminal Donald Trump posts video of truck showing hog tied Joe Biden AI photos show people with secondary breast cancer their lost future Success or failure Canadas drug decriminalisation test faces scrutiny Boat Race 2024 Cambridge comfortably beat Oxford in both mens and womens races Mexico Funeral held for girl whose death sparked mob violence in Taxco Man arrested as hostage situation in Dutch nightclub ends Lizzo says she quits after lies against her Jeffrey Donaldson From the White House to Antrim police station Peru President Dina Boluartes home raided in search for Rolex watches

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Kwento-Kwento is back with season five! In this premiere episode, the gang-gang is back reflecting on season four, some teasers about our season five guests, exciting news from Tessa, unboxing the Quarantine, Actually DVD, Angela's beef with Santa, scams, and Tessa talks about that time she escorted her Lola and Lolo to the Philippines.  Official Website: http://www.kwento-kwento.com/ Follow us on IG! @kwentokwentopod --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/kwentokwento/message

The Just for Laughs Comedy Festival in Montreal has been canceled due to the parent company's financial restructuring under bankruptcy protection, resulting in lay-offs and the cancellation of scheduled shows with hopes to return in 2025.Comedian Nick Swardson was escorted off stage for bizarre behavior during a Colorado set, leading to audience refunds.Further highlights include Trevor Noah and Idris Elba trading impressions, Andrew Schulz's controversial joke, Mike Birbiglia's upcoming documentary, Jamie Foxx's recovery and return to comedy, Just for Laughs Festival CancellationNick Swardson's Bizarre Stage BehaviorImpressions with Trevor Noah and Idris ElbaAndrew Schutz's Meek Mill JokesMike Birbiglia's Documentary and Jamie Foxx's ComebackHannah Gadsby's Netflix Special A NY Times headlne about Shane Gillis seems unfair to meBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/daily-comedy-news-the-daily-show-about-comedians-and-comedy--4522158/support.

Escorted by Drydus and Kelly, the group tries to sneak into the underwater capital of Thasselia. Does the stealthy approach work? Doubtful, I mean we all know who we are dealing with. But one suprise lies in store this episode. A familiar face! Who I hear you beckon? Find out this week on the AOD campaign!Parental Note: Please be sure our content is appropriate for your family. We would rate it as PG-13 for content.About:Sword Art Online: AOD is an actual play podcast that follows the story of the "Antithesis of Darkness" guild on their journey to simply survive being trapped inside of an MMORPG world. This ain't your mommas' Sword Art Online. Now put on your nerve gear and prepare to shout "link start!"Want to talk more about the show or discuss your favorite episodes with the cast? Join us in our discord server or follow us on social media!Contact Us:Email: info@missingrollplayerfound.comFollow Us:Website: https://missingrollplayerfound.com/Linktree: https://linktr.ee/rollfoundSupport Us: Please consider contributing to the production of the podcast.Patreon: https://patreon.com/missingrollplayerfoundDice Envy (affiliate): https://diceenvy.com/?rfsn=2188188.53cb38Battlebards (affiliate): https://battlebards.com/#/register/mrpfpodMusic Attribution: Artlist - (Ty Simon - Inspector Ratchet, Jakub Pietras - Solving the Mystery, Following the Suspect; The Imperial Ark - Francesco D'Andrea; Adventure Awaits - Gerald Clark Audio)Link: https://artlist.io/Michael Ghelfi Studios (Mage Prison - Calm, Vault of Untold Treasures)Link: https://www.patreon.com/MichaelGhelfiMonument Studios (Contemplation Loop, Corruption B, Detective Synths, Emberheart Castle, The Hero, Magic Harp, )Other Music and Sounds by Syrinscape Link: https://syrinscape.com/?att_missing_roll_player_found Because Epic Games Need Epic Sounds If you need music in your games check out our friends over at BattleBards. They provide the most premium audio library with over 3,400+ tracks including Musical Scores, Sound Effects, Soundscapes, and more! Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/missing-roll-player-found2852/donations

Today's Scripture passages are Ezekiel 45:13 - Ezekiel 47 | Acts 22:22 - Acts 23.Read by Ekemini Uwan.Get in The Word with Truth's Table is a production of InterVarsity Press. For 75 years, IVP has published and created thoughtful Christian books for the university, church, and the world. Our Bible reading plan is adapted from Bible Study Together, and the Bible version is the New English Translation, used by permission.SPECIAL OFFER | Effective Jan. 1st, 2024, all promo codes/opportunities mentioned in this episode are expired. Please use the code IVPOD25 at ivpress.com for 25% off your order.Additional Credits:Song production: Seaux ChillSong lyrics written by: Seaux Chill, Ekemini Uwan, and Christina EdmondsonPodcast art: Kate IrwinPhotography: Shelly EveBible consultant: JM SmithSound engineering: Podastery StudiosCreative producers: Ekemini Uwan and Christina EdmondsonAssistant producer: Paloma LeeExecutive producer: Helen Lee

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In today's episode, Andy & DJ discuss the FBI agent who opened the investigation into Trump escorted from headquarters, the federal reserve set to launch a new instant payment service, and Elon Musk issuing a warning about the rapid shift to green energy.