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Presented by TwinSpires Damon Thayer discusses the latest developments on Florida racing, decoupling & more, King's Plate winning jockey Pietro Moran talks about riding his Canadian classic winner in Saturday's G3 Commonwealth Turf at Churchill Downs, Kevin Kerstein looks ahead to Churchill's feast of Thanksgiving week stakes & TwinSpires handicapper Nick Tammaro shares his thoughts on his favorite wagers and betting strategies. Plus, James Scully gives you three races to watch in this week's 'TwinSpires Triple Play', Kurt Becker takes you on a weekly Stroll Through Racing History presented by Keeneland, and Dale Romans & Tim Wilkin tackle the sports hottest topics on 'I Ask, They Answer' presented by the University of Louisville Equine Industry Program in the College of Business. 

„Ovo je priča o borbi jednog pojedinca za bolje društvo, o borbi jednog čoveka koji ne pristaje da žrtva koju je njegova porodica podnela bude zataškana i zaboravljena. Ne želim da ovo bude priča samo o institucijama i pojedincima. Želim da svi mi preispitamo sopstvenu ulogu prema vama, kao nekome ko je izgubio sina“, najavila je na početku razgovora psihološkinja Ana Mirković, koja će naredne četiri epizode biti domaćin Radar Foruma. U prvoj epizodi ugostila je Milovana Milivojevića, oca koji je 2017. izgubio sina Milomira u eksploziji u fabrici “Milan Blagojević-Namenska” u Lučanima. Priča o Milovanu Milivojeviću je za tih osam godina postala priča o ceni koju pojedinac plaća kada odbije da pristane na pravila sredine u kojoj se tuga godinama kupovala radnim mestima za preživele. U Lučanima, gde jedan krug moćnika decenijama određuje ko u toj varošici ima pravo na empatiju, Milovan je uradio ono što se u takvoj sredini ne radi: tražio je istinu - ko je odgovoran za smrt njegovog sina. Sistem je radio “savršeno” – podmazan strahom, novcem, bezuslovnom lojalnošću i praksom da se tragedije arhiviraju ćutanjem… sve dok se nije slomio o kičmu jednog običnog radnika, jednog hrabrog oca.

Welcome to episode 286 of Growers Daily! We cover: evaluating a new garden plot, finding that startup capital, and it's feedback friday.  We are a Non-Profit! 

On the 2nd hour of our Fundraising “KXFM Takeover Challenge show, we welcome Conscious Leadership scholar, Thomas Eddington. Tom is an author, Executive Coach, Business Advisor, and film Producer, as well as the Vice President of the State of the World Forum. He is passionate about bringing more compassion and conscious leadership into the world and shares with us the vision and inspiration for the State of the World Forum Virtual Summit event where leaders, creators, scientists and dreamers from all over the world are uniting Human, Nature, Artificial and Cosmic Intelligences to reimagine what's possible for our planet and ourselves. Indigenous leaders, spiritual visionaries, AI pioneers, and cosmic intelligence researchers will bring essential perspectives on humanity's most consequential challenges.You can host or join a State of the World Watch Party — a local gathering where people come together to watch, reflect, and share their presence with the world in real time. Selected watch parties across the planet will have the ability to interact live while streaming — amplifying the human field of the Forum itself December 14-17, 2025.Learn more at:https://www.stateoftheworld.forum

Today is Friday, November 21. Here are the latest headlines from the Fargo, North Dakota area. InForum Minute is produced by Forum Communications and brought to you by reporters from The Forum of Fargo-Moorhead and WDAY TV. For more news from throughout the day, visit InForum.com.

WDAY First News anchors Scott Engen and Lydia Blume break down your regional news and weather for Friday, November 21. InForum Minute is produced by Forum Communications and brought to you by reporters from The Forum of Fargo-Moorhead and WDAY TV. Visit https://www.inforum.com/subscribe to subscribe.

Christian Riou in conversation with David Eastaugh  https://www.facebook.com/claytowntroupe The Claytown Troupe were formed in 1984 in Bristol by lead singer Christian Riou, who claimed in an NME interview that a local clairvoyant advised him to form a band called "the Clayton Troop" who would have success internationally and spend time in America. During 2025, the current Claytown Troupe lineup supported: The Godfathers at the Garage, London. Spear of destiny at the 100 club London, Cardiff and Brighton. Gene Loves Jezebel in Oxford, Birmingham and The Lexington, London. Darkfest, an alternative rock festival in Wolverhampton with Balaam and the Angel. They have been announced as the support for Fields of the Nephilim in October 2025, at Manchester, Glasgow (with Balaam) and the Forum, London.   

Send us a textJoin hosts Alex Sarlin and Ben Kornell as they unpack the breakthroughs and backlash following the Google DeepMind AI for Learning Forum in London—and what it means for the future of edtech.✨ Episode Highlights:[00:03:30] Google DeepMind's AI for Learning Forum sets a new global tone for learning innovation[00:06:58] Google's “Learn Your Way” tool personalizes entire textbooks with AI[00:08:12] AI video tools like Google Flow redefine classroom content creation[00:13:40] Why this could be the moment for teachers to become AI media creators[00:18:36] Risks of AI-generated video: deepfakes, disinformation, and youth impact[00:22:19] Duolingo stock crashes over 40% amid investor fears of big tech competition[00:23:52] Screen time backlash accelerates: parents turn to screen-free edtech[00:26:14] Why physical math books and comic-style curricula are surging in demand[00:27:35] A wave of screen-free edtech: from LeapFrog alumni to audio-first toolsPlus, special guests:[00:28:51] Michelle Culver, Founder of The Rithm Project, and Erin Mote, CEO of InnovateEDU, on the psychological risks of AI companions, building trust in AI tools, and designing for pro-social relationships[00:51:48] Ben Caulfield, CEO of Eedi, shares groundbreaking findings from their Google DeepMind study: AI tutors now match—and sometimes outperform—humans in math instruction, and how Eedi powers the future of scalable, safe AI tutoring.

In questo episodio di Educare con calma torno su un tema che tocca molte famiglie: scegliere se e come presentare la figura di Babbo Natale.Condivido riflessioni ed esperienze dal Forum de La Tela per mostrare che, se scegliamo di dire la verità, non togliamo «automaticamente» la magia del Natale, ma possiamo trasformarla secondo quello che sentiamo autentico e importante per la nostra famiglia.La scelta su come presentare la figura di Babbo Natale è infatti unica e personale per ognunǝ di noi, e qualunque decisione è valida, se la famiglia la sente davvero coerente con sé stessa.Spesso, però, fare questo passo sembra difficile: nessuno ci ha insegnato come parlarne (moltǝ di noi hanno scoperto da solǝ la verità su Babbo Natale). Per questo vi offro le condivisioni della comunità, uno strumento prezioso se per chi sente di voler percorrere questa strada.:: Nell'episodio menziono⁠⁠Il Forum della Comunità⁠⁠Trovi i contenuti relazionati a questo episodio nella pagina del podcast su latela.com/podcast: cerca il numero o scrivi il titolo nella lente di ricerca.:: Come appoggiare il podcastIo non faccio pubblicità e non accetto sponsor: fa parte della mia etica dal giorno in cui ho creato La Tela. Se ti piace il mio podcast, aiutami così:Invia i tuoi episodi preferiti ad amici e familiari;Lascia una recensione sulla piattaforma dove lo ascolti;Supporta La Tela, facendo o regalando il ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠percorso per Educare a Lungo termine⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, comprando il mio libro «⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cosa sarò da grande⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠», regalando ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠una carta regalo⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ da utilizzare sullo shop de La Tela.In ogni caso, grazie di

Send us a textThe 2026 Ford F-150 pricing is out and compared to 2025 most of the prices are either slightly lower, modestly higher or they see a big drop in price like King Ranch and Platinum trims. Link to Giveaway: https://www.dreamgiveaway.com/tickets/harley?promo-PUTT3XVisit https://screenprotech.com/ and use discount code Pickup20Join our Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/pickuptrucktalkCheck out our Forum: https://forum.pickuptrucktalk.com/Support the show

In der neuen Folge des SHOCK2 Podcast plaudert Michael mit Florian über Kirby Air Riders, das frisch für die Nintendo Switch 2 erschienen ist. Gemeinsam sprechen die beiden über die Wurzeln des GameCube-Klassikers, die Neuerungen der Neuauflage, spaßige Multiplayer-Chaos-Momente und warum Kirbys neuester Ausflug perfekt in eure Switch-2-Sammlung passen könnte. Wir wünschen euch viel Spaß beim Hören und freuen uns auch dieses Mal besonders auf euren Input, Ideen & Feedback im Forum. Review bei SHOCK2: https://mag.shock2.info/review-kirby-air-riders/

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In der neuen Folge des SHOCK2 Podcast plaudert Michael mit Florian über Kirby Air Riders, das frisch für die Nintendo Switch 2 erschienen ist. Gemeinsam sprechen die beiden über die Wurzeln des GameCube-Klassikers, die Neuerungen der Neuauflage, spaßige Multiplayer-Chaos-Momente und warum Kirbys neuester Ausflug perfekt in eure Switch-2-Sammlung passen könnte. Wir wünschen euch viel Spaß beim Hören und freuen uns auch dieses Mal besonders auf euren Input, Ideen & Feedback im Forum. Review bei SHOCK2: https://mag.shock2.info/review-kirby-air-riders/

Putusan Mahkamah Konstitusi melarang polisi menduduki jabatan sipil. Dalam putusannya, MK menegaskan, semua anggota Polri hanya dapat menduduki jabatan di luar kepolisian setelah mengundurkan diri atau pensiun.Apa pengaruh putusan MK ini terhadap institusi Polri ke depan?

Assabiqoon Islamic Forum ครั้งที่ 4THE NASEEHAH PROJECT : ศรัทธา สิทธิ และความรับผิดชอบหัวข้อ "3 การค้นพบทางวิทยาศาสตร์ที่ยืนยันการมีอยู่ขอวผู้สร้าง"โดย Arif Dawahหัวข้อ "บทบาทของเยาวชนมุสลิม: สิทธิ เสียง และภารกิจการเปลี่ยนแปลง"โดย Freez Thetruthวันเสาร์ที่ 25 ตุลาคม 2568ชั้น 2 อาคารมหิตลาธิเบศร จุฬาจุฬาลงกรณ์มหาวิทยาลัยเวลา: 08.00-19.30 น.#จัดโดยชมรมมุสลิม จุฬาลงกรณ์มหาวิทยาลัย (Muslim Chula)สำนักพิมพ์อัซซาบิกูน - พิสูจน์อิสลามเชิงประจักษ์มูลนิธิเพื่อนมุสลิมสถาบันอิบนุบาซเพื่ออิสลามศึกษา - Ibn Baz Institute

Pour l'occasion nous recevons le groupe Iceland qui viendra nous présenter son dernier Ep ” Legacy “, et également en interview Fabien le boss de Long Live The Loud Asso qui nous parlera du Normandy Metal fest extrême édition, ainsi que Ellie Promotion. Et attention nous vous faisons gagner des places pour les concerts des Ramoneurs de Menhirs + Guest à Louviers, Silmarils + TRT au Forum, Gérard Baste band and the slip squad ainsi que Ludwig von 88 + Assoiffés toujours au Forum de Vauréal . *PS : L'abus d'alcool est dangereux pour la santé, à consommer avec modération.*

Dziś w programie podsumujemy najważniejsze wydarzenia tygodnia; skomentujemy też atak na polskiego ambasadora w Rosji; następnie sprawdzimy jakie nastroje panują przed meczem piłkarskiej reprezentacji Polski, która zagra z Albanią w półfinale baraży o awans na mistrzostwa świata; na koniec gość programu opowie o swoich wrażeniach ze Światowego Forum Mediów Polonijnych, które odbyło się w Warszawie i Pułtusku. Zapraszamy!

Vom Mond wissen wir mehr als vom Meer, obgleich dreiviertel der Erdoberfläche "blau" sind, wir auf einem "blauen Planeten" leben. Die Vermessung der Ozeane beginnt spät, Mitte des 19. Jahrhunderts. Anlässlich der Ausstellung "Expedition Weltmeere" in der Bonner Bundeskunsthalle und der UN-Klimakonferenz "taucht" dieses Forum tief ein. Es geht "mit dem Fahrstuhl in die Tiefe", zu transparenten Tintenfischen und Schiffswracks, zu realen Bildern und historischen Fantasien von der Tiefsee. Von WDR 3.

Welcome to episode 285 of Growers Daily! We cover: if vermicompost tea can help protect from frosts, Tool maintenance, and tilling compost 20 inches into the soil? We are a Non-Profit! 

See what happens when women founders build together. RSVP and join us for the Dear FoundHer Forum Virtual Open House + Networking Session on December 9th Growth takes on a new shape when a social media manager realizes her own brand no longer reflects the business she wants to run and chooses to rebuild it with the clarity of a small business owner who is ready to move forward with intention.Shane Shaps sits down with Lindsay Pinchuk to reflect on the turning points that reshaped her work as both a social media manager and a small business owner. She talks about the moment she noticed her brand no longer felt like hers and how rebuilding it helped her reconnect with her voice and her values. She also shares how her role evolved from handling every task herself to offering strategy and coaching in a way that supports clients without stretching her thin. Their conversation explores the reality of building a small team, the relief that comes with delegation, and the steady sense of direction that grows when you surround yourself with a community that understands the challenges of running a business.Episode Breakdown:00:00 Introduction to Shane Shaps and Big Voice Social03:09 The Turning Point That Sparked a Rebrand06:48 How Big Voice Social Evolved Its Services08:47 Building a Flexible Team as a Small Business Owner12:01 Marketing Strategies That Actually Supported Growth14:54 Launching a Podcast as a Brand-Building Tool21:06 Shane's Advice for Small Business OwnersConnect with Shane Shaps:Follow Shane on InstagramLinks:Subscribe to The FoundHer FilesFollow Dear FoundHer on InstagramPodcast production and show notes provided by HiveCast.fm Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Alright dealers, we just got back from the Buy Here Pay Here Dealer Forum in Nashville, TN—and let me tell you, the ideas we picked up will more than pay for the trip. Here's what we cover:-The "Best Ideas" session—strategies dealers are using RIGHT NOW to win-Man-on-the-street interviews with dealers who are in the trenches just like you-How AI is changing the game for BHPH dealers (and what's actually working)-A few laughs along the way because this business is hard enough without taking ourselves too seriouslyThe Bottom Line: Events like the BHPH Dealer Forum aren't just about learning—they're about connecting with other dealers who get it. The ideas shared in Nashville are worth their weight in gold, and we're bringing them straight to your screen. Whether you were there or not, this recap will give you strategies you can implement today.UPCOMING EVENT:

In this episode, we sit down with Dan Hoffman—founder, CEO, and president of Circl.es—to unpack the surprising truth behind real leadership growth: it happens in small circles, not big rooms. Dan traces his path from building M5 Networks and navigating a tough public-company chapter, to a life-changing sabbatical in Barcelona that reframed how he thinks about success.He introduces a simple but powerful idea: small, curated peer forums help people live and lead better. We explore why five to ten diverse peers, structured conversations, professional facilitation, and a hybrid cadence anchored by in-person retreats consistently outperform traditional corporate learning. Dan breaks down how Circle Space uses data, design, and psychological safety to scale authentic connection—echoing research like Google's Project Aristotle on trust, equal airtime, and vulnerability.Beyond the frameworks, Dan opens up about how forums shaped his own choices, taught him to listen more than speak, and strengthened him as a leader, partner, and human. If you've ever wondered whether a peer forum could help you grow—or what it feels like to sit in a truly safe circle—this conversation might be your invitation.If you enjoy the episode, follow the show, share it with someone who leads teams, and leave a quick review to help bring more leaders into circles where growth becomes a habit.Please visit www.internationalfacilitatorsorganization.com to learn more about Mo Fathelbab and International Facilitators Organization (IFO), a leading provider of facilitators and related group facilitation services, providing training, certification, marketing services, education, and community for peer group facilitators at all stages of their career.

WDAY First News anchors Scott Engen and Lydia Blume break down your regional news and weather for Thursday, November 20. InForum Minute is produced by Forum Communications and brought to you by reporters from The Forum of Fargo-Moorhead and WDAY TV. Visit https://www.inforum.com/subscribe to subscribe.

Today is Thursday, November 20. Here are the latest headlines from the Fargo, North Dakota area. InForum Minute is produced by Forum Communications and brought to you by reporters from The Forum of Fargo-Moorhead and WDAY TV. For more news from throughout the day, visit InForum.com.

Vertical video drama has exploded in the past year – but is it a passing craze or the next big shift in storytelling? Recorded live at the TellyCast Digital Content Forum, this session brings together Spirit Studios' Matt Campion, TheSoul Group's Victor Potrel and writer-director-producer Katharina Gellein Viken to unpack the boom in micro drama. Moderated by Deadline's Stewart Clarke, the panel digs into what audiences are actually watching, how shows are being funded and distributed, the role of AI in production, the emergence of new platforms, and why the economics are creating a brand-new content category. A sharp, forward-looking conversation on how vertical drama is being made, monetised and scaled.Sign up for The Drop newsletter Support the showSubscribe to the TellyCast YouTube channel for exclusive TV industry videosFollow us on LinkedInConnect with Justin on LinkedINTellyCast videos on YouTubeTellyCast websiteTellyCast instaTellyCast TwitterTellyCast TikTok

POTUS speaks at the U.S.–Saudi Investment Forum and delivers some hilarious lines the mainstream media wouldn't dare air — so Pags plays his favorites. Then, Scott Bessent urges Americans to “save” their future $2k tariff check, and Pags explains why that isn't exactly realistic. Pags also breaks down the fight over whether Texas can use its newly approved congressional maps. Finally, former Congressman and former Judge Ted Poe joins the show for a can't-miss legal deep dive: Can you legally shoot down drug boats? Why do some people oppose ICE agents doing their jobs? Can the Senate really restore the filibuster to its original form? And how did Democrats manage to spin the CR/shutdown as a GOP failure when it was their doing? Poe exposes the game, plus insight on immigration, entitlements, and how the system really works. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In der neuen Folge des SHOCK2 Podcast plaudern Michael und Christoph ausführlich über Forestrike, den frischen Taktik-Action-Mix, der gerade bei Devolver Digital für Nintendo Switch und PC erschienen ist. Die beiden sprechen über Gameplay, Stil, Stärken und Schwächen – und natürlich darüber, ob sich der Titel für euch im prall gefüllten Spieleherbst wirklich auszahlt. Wir wünschen euch viel Spaß beim Hören und freuen uns auch dieses Mal besonders auf euren Input, Ideen & Feedback im Forum. Review bei SHOCK2: https://mag.shock2.info/review-forestrike/

The Time Riders: Part 12 Teaching Nanu about the modern world. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Some minutes passed before Becky pressed her forehead to Nanu's, holding her by the cheeks. "I'm so sorry, Nanu; I thought I'd lost you. I'm sorry; I'll teach you how to be careful. I promise." "I'm sorry, Mistress, I didn't mean to be thoughtless and frighten you," Nanu sniffled, her eyes bleary. As much as the fright by the wheeled monster, she was disconcerted by how upset her Mistress was. Rebe-kah was genuinely terrified that she'd nearly lost Nanu. It made her love her Mistress even more. "Let's go back inside," Becky suggested, pulling Nanu to her feet. "I promise, we'll try again later." She looked both ways before taking them across the road, holding Nanu close, even possessively. Becky was taking no chances. "Mistress?" "Yes, my love?" As they reached the curb back in front of Becky's house, Nanu held up the hem of her long shirt, heedless of the fact that she was flashing her cunt to a random woman walking by as she showed Becky something. "I'm sorry, the monster, it frightened me. I; I pissed myself and ruined the sack." Becky's response was somewhere between a laugh, a choke, and a sob and she caressed Nanu's shoulder as they continued walking. "Don't worry, I'll find you another." "Can it have a flaming cock on it again?" Nanu asked. "I think I rather like that." Becky smiled. "I'll buy you some more flaming cock shirts, my love. I promise." The door shut behind them, and it was time to relax. It had been quite the eventful day and it was barely noon. After a nap. "Do you have friends, Mistress?" Nanu asked as she lay on her back on the bed, gazing up at Becky. She ground and pumped her hips, slithering her cunt against her lover's, while Becky looked down at her, churning and undulating. Becky was fondling one of her ample tits, while the other was caressing one of Nanu's. In turn, Nanu was groping Becky, while her free hand had reached down and was holding her nether lips wide, exposing her throbbing clit to be brushed by Becky's. They'd already cum a few times, but were simply enjoying the sensations now. "Of course, silly," Becky giggled, loving how wet and sticky their pussies felt together. "You just haven't met any of them yet. The only person you know aside from me is Mark." "If we meet your friends, what will you tell them about me?" One of the things that Becky appreciated about Nanu was that she could fuck and still hold a conversation if she felt the need. Business didn't interfere with pleasure. "I admit, I haven't given it too much thought yet, but I would probably tell them that you're a student from another country who I have staying with me, and you don't speak English." Nanu arched her hips and side, pressing hard against Becky's cunt. "Mistress, what; what is the name of the place we are in? Where in the empire of the Romans is it?" Becky had to stop fucking because she broke down laughing. She leaned down and pressed her body to Nanu's hugging her tight while she jiggled uncontrollably. Nanu held her Mistress, but she was frowning, wondering what was so funny. She stopped frowning when Becky kissed her lovingly. "Oh, Nanu," the blonde woman said, smiling into her companion's eyes. "I have so much to explain to you still;” She sat up and then pulled Nanu into her lap. Nanu's legs wrapped around her Mistress' waist and she just looked contentedly into Becky's blue eyes. She knew she was in for an explanation she wouldn't completely understand, but as long as she was naked like this with Becky, she didn't mind, either. There wasn't much Nanu couldn't endure, as long as she kept getting fucked on a regular basis. And Becky seemed to like fucking as much as she did. It was a wonderful match, as far as Nanu was concerned. "Baby," Becky cooed, pushing a stray damp hair away from Nanu's lovely face. "Where we are now, we are very, very far from the boundaries of the Roman Empire. The place I live, it is a nation called 'Canada'." "Kaaa-na-daaa;” she said quietly. She liked the sound of it. "Is Kaaa-na-daaa a large place?" Becky tried to remember her ancient history, not to mention what she knew about her own geography. "Well," she said finally, having figured it out. "Canada is larger than the entire Roman empire at its height. Canada is the second largest nation in the world." Nanu's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. "Impossible!" she almost hissed in disbelief. "How have you fought off the Roman devils? Is Kaaa-na-daaa mighty?" Becky drew in a breath. This is where it got difficult. "Nanu, I know you can read, and you can count, but; do big numbers mean anything to you?" Nanu shrugged. "I could count higher than any of the other slaves in the Flavian household, and even a few of my masters and mistresses. Sometimes I was too smart and they beat me for it. I think I count well." "I'm asking because;” Becky continued, seeming hesitant. "The Roman Empire, it fell around one-thousand five-hundred years ago." Nanu said nothing, trying to understand what she had just been told. The Empire, gone? Life without Rome? Becky blushed. "It; and the time you were from, Nanu, that was just under three hundred years before Rome fell. My time, where we live now, is about eighteen-hundred years after your own." A long silence followed. Nanu shook her head. When she looked at Becky, her hazel eyes were full of worry. "Mistress, are; are you lying to me?" Becky shook her head slowly. "No, Nanu. I promised you I wouldn't lie to you." "But I don't understand what you mean," the Egyptian girl almost pleaded. "These numbers you are saying, they; I don't understand them!" She took Becky's hands in hers, her expression somewhere between afraid and desperate. "Please help me understand, Mistress.." Becky thought about what she could possibly do to help her beloved Nanu understand. She considered, her eyes closed for some seconds. When she opened them, she nodded. "Come downstairs with me and I will try," she said. Nanu clambered out of her lap and the two girls rose. Taking Nanu's hand, Becky led her downstairs to the living room. She made Nanu sit on the floor while she walked over to a corner. In said corner, behind a decorative screen, she kept a large, bluish water container, like one would find supplying the water cooler in an office. With a grunt, she began rolling it out from its storage space and toward Nanu. The former slave-girl watched curiously while Becky now turned it over with some effort, spilling out what looked to Nanu like tiny brown coins. Endless numbers of them, chinking and tinkling into a pile on the rug. "There," Becky breathed, wiping her brow. She'd already been sweaty from sex with Nanu, and the effort of rolling and tipping her change barrel had her feeling warm. She now lay down on her stomach on the carpet opposite Nanu, with the piles of tiny brown coins between them. "Nanu, these are called 'pennies', and they are a type of coin we use in my time. They are made of aeramen (copper), like some coins you know." Nanu nodded slowly. Becky held up a penny. "We're going to pretend each of these is a year. We're going to count them. And when we get to a certain point, that is how long ago the Roman Empire fell. But think of them as years, Nanu." Nanu drew a deep breath, sat with her legs crossed, and began counting, picking up the pennies and placing them into a new pile she started. "One; two; three;” Fifteen minutes later. Nanu had stopped pushing the pennies, but was still counting aloud while Becky moved the coins. "Six hundred fifty-one; six hundred fifty-two;” Becky could tell her beloved friend was getting very upset, but she kept going, because she needed Nanu to understand. The minutes dragged by, but Nanu kept counting. "Nine hundred eighty-five;” she said in a quavering voice. "Nine hundred eighty-six; nine hundred; No!" Nanu shoved the ever-growing pile of pennies away, scattering the coins, and Becky reared back in surprise. The Egyptian girl was scrambling backward on her ass, her eyes wide in fear and disbelief. She bumped into the couch before she yelped and leapt to her feet, dashing out of the room. "You're Lying!" "Nanu!" Becky called, getting hastily to her feet as the smaller girl opened the front door and burst onto the street. She was still naked, and Becky could hear her sobbing. "Shit shit shit shit;” Becky said under her breath as she pulled a long jacket out of the closet and then dashed out the door, looking around. "Nanu?" she called frantically. "Nanu!" But the girl was nowhere in sight. She looked up and down the street, seeing no bewildered pedestrians. Thank God it was Sunday, but how long could it possibly be before a tiny naked woman was noticed running around the neighborhood sobbing to herself and unable to speak English? She'd be picked up by the police, be terrified, and they would have absolutely no way of identifying her. Heaven only knows what would happen then. Poor Nanu! Becky took a chance and began heading in the direction she heard a dog barking from. She kept calling Nanu's name, having no clue where she could have gone. How on earth had no one seen her yet? Becky cursed herself. There were so many things she hadn't anticipated. How could she? She and Mark had brought Nanu forward in time to make her life better, to free her from the chains of slavery. It seemed like such a good thing to do. It had to be. After all, hadn't time let them do it? She wasn't even exactly certain what had set Nanu off, but she had an inkling. Yet another thing Becky hadn't known she needed to think through. Why would she know that? She'd never brought anyone forward in time before. How many people had? One ten millionth of this time's people? Maybe? She didn't know! This was almost as new to her as it was to Nanu. But Becky was making her own choices and knew she didn't need to be afraid. Nanu was completely surrounded by a universe she knew nothing about. Even the air had to smell completely different to her! She stopped just outside of a parkette and looked around. "Nanu!" she called loudly. She heard a gasp and then muffled sobbing, along with the rustling of foliage. She turned and saw the shrubs that marked the boundaries of the parkette moving awkwardly. She moved toward the disturbance, hoping her search was over. She stopped in front of the shrubs and spoke gently. "Nanu?" "En!" the girl hissed in panic. "Annoi!" Becky had no idea what Nanu had just said, since it wasn't Latin, but she could guess. She stopped coming forward and simply knelt down in the cold grass, determined to give Nanu the time she needed. She could see the girl now, stuffed bodily into the thicket, her hazel eyes brittle with fright. Poor Nanu had to be in agony, wedged in with all those branches and sticks poking and scratching her. How had she done it to begin with? "I'm here, Nanu," she said softly, letting Nanu see her smile, but she stayed still. "I'm sorry you got frightened. Will you please tell me what happened? I am trying so hard to understand, but I am not perfect at this, as you can see." Nanu was sobbing quietly, trying to not be heard. But after some moments, she seemed to be trying to rein in her crying so that she could speak. It took some time, words only coming out as choked gasps. Becky stayed still. She would wait however long was necessary. For Nanu, no length of time was too much. She owed it to the lovely, frightened young woman. And Nanu finally spoke. "They're gone, Mistress," she said in little more than a whisper. "They're all gone." Becky thought about what Nanu was saying and it sent a chill through her. "Nanu, do you mean your family?" "They're dead," she managed to say in a rasping whimper. "They're all dead; my mother, my father; my brothers and sisters; my Ki; her little baby daughter, Nanu; they are dust; dust;” Becky couldn't help it, she began crying too. She bent her head and her chest shuddered as she tried not to vocalize, and tears streamed down her face. This was a horrifying thought when she examined it from Nanu's point of view. Everything Nanu knew to be real was gone. And not even recently. The pennies had forced Nanu to see things in a way she was never meant to. Her family, they weren't newly dead, remembered by anyone. They weren't even decaying in graves. They were dust, nothing more than the endless sands of the land Nanu had grown up in. They'd become a sort of nothingness. "Nanu," Becky whispered, tears stinging her eyes and cold on her cheeks. "I'm so sorry. I; wish I knew what to say." "What can you say?" the girl murmured. "You are not a god, you cannot bring them to life for me. All I can ever do is go and see them, as they once were, alive and remembering me. But I will always be thinking that I live many ages of the moon after they are nothingness. I will never be rid of that realization, Mistress." "You're right, of course," Becky admitted, nodding. "It's different for you. Lots of my family members are dead, but I never met them, I never knew them. You lived with them all." "Please be honest with me, Mistress," Nanu said quietly. "How much more counting was there to do? How much bigger was the pile of coins going to get?" Becky blushed, feeling stupid for thinking it had been a good idea. The road to Hell was paved with good intentions. "It was going to be twice that size, Nanu. We; we got halfway through the counting." She closed her eyes while Nanu wept quietly again. Someone walked by, staring at her in confusion as she knelt in front of the shrubs in a long jacket, but just kept walking. Maybe it was a weird meditation thing. Nanu finally stopped crying but went silent. Becky did the only thing she could, and remained silent, waiting to see what happened next. Some minutes passed before Nanu finally spoke. "There are twigs and leaves stuck in my cunt." Despite herself, Becky began to snicker, squeezing her knees as she tried to stop. "Mistress," Nanu protested, but she was also trying to keep from giggling. "It's not funny, it hurts. Why did you let me do this?" "I'm sorry, baby," the blonde woman said finally, wiping a tear from her eye and smiling. "I'll try harder to keep you from doing crazy things. I promise." "I am naked, Mistress," Nanu pointed out. "Did you bring me something to wear?" "No, honey, I forgot, because I was so worried about you," admitted Becky. "Why are you stuffed into a shrub, anyway?" There was a pause before Nanu answered. "The dog scared me when it barked at me. Dogs scare me. The Romans use dogs for guards and for war. Why does Ka-na-da have war dogs?" "They aren't war dogs, my love," Becky said, wondering what to do next. "People keep dogs as pets. I used to have a dog when I was a little girl. I miss him very much." Nanu considered. "What was his name?" Becky was almost reluctant to say, since it now sounded silly. "His name was Frankincense. I; I just called him Frank for short." There was another pause. "What does that name even mean?" Becky shrugged. "He's named after a substance I think the Romans called olibanum." "You named your dog after that shit my Flavian masters kept burning in their rooms?" Nanu queried, clearly not impressed. "Hey, I like that smell, thank you," Becky replied. "And you be nice about my little Frankie, or you can keep the leaves and twigs in your cunt, young lady." "Sorry," Nanu snickered. "I'm sure your dog with the stupid name was very nice, Mistress." "Okay, are you ready to come home now?" asked the blonde, pondering their situation. "I can't leave you here like this, so; I guess I'll just hide you inside my coat and hope for the best. I mean, it's only seven blocks back to the house." There was a pause for some moment before Nanu answered. "Okay. I'm; I'm sorry, Mistress. I; I got scared." "I don't blame you, my love," Becky said gently. "Nobody can understand what you're feeling. Nobody, anywhere, can understand. Even Mark and I can't truly." She leaned forward and spoke quietly. "But I promise you, Nanu. We love you. And we want you to be happy. We wanted to free you from slavery and show you the wonders that Mark and I experience. But; we are not very good at planning, because even we don't know what to expect. But please believe me when I say that we want your happiness." "I know, Mistress. And I am sorry I said you were lying and ran away. I just felt terrified. Nothing made sense. It; still doesn't. All I can do is place my faith in you now." Becky nodded solemnly. Nanu was right. Becky couldn't even take her home, because Mark was the one with the time machine, and they wouldn't see him for the next three months. All this trauma had happened on Day One. Not a smooth start. She sighed. Maybe the chroniques dealer she'd found hidden away downtown could find someone to take Nanu back to her own time if she really wanted to return? She'd talk with Nanu about it in due course. She owed Nanu an out if she wanted one. "Okay," she said finally. "I'm going to move to the bush and open my coat, Nanu. Then you; uh; you get inside, I guess, and hug me with your arms and legs. Then I'll try to close my coat and get us home, okay?" The bush rustled as Nanu nodded, and then she moved forward, grunting and swearing as she unstuck herself from her deciduous prison. She almost tumbled into Becky, who was also nude underneath the long garment. She prayed that it would somehow fit around them both. As Nanu snuggled into her, Becky knelt up straight, presenting her waist. She fought to keep herself balanced as Nanu wrapped her arms and legs around her torso, her face squashed between Becky's ample tits. Great; Becky thought as she pushed to her feet and began struggling to close the coat around herself and the Nanu-shaped bundle now hanging onto her. She wheezed almost comically. If I manage to close the damn coat, I'm gonna smother Nanu between my tits. She'll suffocate before I get her the seven blocks home. How on earth did she get this far to begin with? Naked? Becky turned slowly and began to waddle out of the parkette. She pivoted ponderously onto the street and began the slow, awkward trek home. She could hear Nanu snuffling and trying to breathe inside the stretch-tight coat. As she waddled, Becky pulled the top of the coat open slightly, hoping to give Nanu some air. She looked down, seeing Nanu looking back up at her out of the darkness. "Thank you, Mistress;” the girl whispered. Becky could begin to imagine how she looked at the moment; she probably looked like she was trying to give birth to a horse. Or was smuggling a primate beneath her coat. Close enough, really. The occasional person walked by, giving her a curious glance, but then continuing on. This neighborhood wasn't known for being terribly nosy, as long as you weren't too dark of skin. Becky hadn't quite figured out how to solve that problem yet. "Eep! Nanu!" she hissed, shivering as Nanu's mouth found one of her nipples and began sucking on it. She heard Nanu hum contentedly, clearly willing to occupy herself this way while Becky got them home. "What're you doing, you brat?" Nanu ignored her, and Becky realized she'd been speaking English, so Nanu was free to not notice anything she said and had a perfectly viable excuse for doing so. Becky bit her lip as Nanu's wicked tongue swirled around her nipple before she began sucking again. Worse, one of the little brat's hands found her cunt and began stoking it. Whether she wanted to or not, Becky started getting wet and she tried waddling faster. Becky was going to kill Nanu when they got home. She was going to fuck her to death! Another block down. Becky could feel her face was flushed, and she was sweating now, and not only from the effort of carrying Nanu around her middle beneath the damned coat. She bit her lip and groaned as her eyes almost rolled up into her head. Dammit, one of Nanu's fingers found her way inside Becky's cunt! She tried closing her legs as she walked, to force the little tramp's finger out, but she quickly realized she would lose her balance and fall over if she kept this up. Sighing in frustration, she kept her legs open while she walked, doing her best to walk faster. "What're you smuggling under your coat, Fischer?" guffawed a neighbor as he walked by. "An orangutan?" "Uh; just groceries I have to protect!" Becky replied hastily, wrapping her arms under Nanu's ass as if holding the aforementioned imaginary groceries. She heard Nanu sigh and wiggle her cheeks on the hands. She kept sucking on Becky's tits and fingering her cunt. Becky's knees were trembling, and she was fairly certain she was dripping, leaving a path of sticky droplets on the sidewalk her behind her. Her whole body was tingling, even as she struggled to walk. "Uh!" Becky gasped loudly as Nanu bit and tugged on the nipple, the delicious sting lancing along the blonde's nervous system. "You little brat," she hissed, pulling the top of the coat open and scowling down into it. "When we get home, I am spanking your ass right off, young lady!" "If you make it that far, Mistress," Nanu replied, smirking up at her evilly. "If you make it home before you cum, I will eat a whole package of that bay-kon as punishment." Becky waddled faster, panting now as she fought for control. Nanu had two fingers in her now, making scooping motions along her upper wall. "Uh, that's cheating, you little slut!" "It is taking us so long to get home, Mistress," Nanu teased, slithering her tongue around a nipple. "How far are we walking? The length of your Ka-na-da?" Staggering quickly, almost wheezing like she was about to give birth, Becky moved on relentlessly. She almost couldn't see anything as pleasure kept flooding through her, promising orgasm was just around the corner. But Becky knew she didn't have strength to climax and keep moving. If she came, she would be collapsing to her knees and cumming on the sidewalk. If she was lucky, she'd remain kneeling. Sweat was streaming from her body. She was amazed Nanu was still able to hold on at all. C'mon; c'mon. She moaned as Nanu got a third slender finger inside her Mistress, and some woman chose that exact moment to go jogging by, giving Becky a confused look. Becky ignored her and just soldiered on as best she could. She could feel her arousal trickling down her inner thighs. How ridiculous must she have looked, barefoot, waddling around in a long jacket, smuggling an octopus while grunting and moaning like she was in a porn movie? She had barely turned up onto the little walkway leading up to her house before she tore the coat open and burst into a run, stampeding up the stairs while Nanu squeaked in alarm. She flung the door open and staggered inside, panting like she'd just run a marathon and sweating like she'd been fucked by twenty men in a row. Nanu was goggling up at her Mistress in shock (and maybe a little panic). Becky's blue eyes flashed and she grabbed the slave-girl and shoved her down her sweat-slicked body. Nanu's knees hit the wooden floor and she barely had time to register what had happened before Becky grabbed her head and jammed it against her steaming cunt. Nanu grunted and almost choked as Becky ground her hips with a dreadful eagerness, desperate to cum. Nanu slid her tongue inside and lashed her Mistress' cunt frantically. One of Becky's hands scrabbled for and finally grabbed onto the front door, managing to swing it closed so that they couldn't be seen from outside anymore. Leaning back against the wall, she bucked her hips furiously against Nanu's face, both her hands now gripping the Egyptian girl's black hair. She hissed and panted, her entire body shaking. Becky clamped her hands over her mouth and shrieked, juddering as the orgasm rocked her. She was barely cognizant of Nanu below her, trying not to drown as Becky's cunt flooded over. Becky pumped and ground greedily, reality spinning around her. She felt herself slumping down the wall to the floor, her hand on the back of Nanu's head, making sure the girl didn't try to escape. Becky felt like her eyes had switched sockets. Thank God this hadn't happened on the street or she would have been arrested, no question. At last, she opened her eyes and Nanu was kneeling in front of her, waiting patiently with her hands in her lap. Her face and much of her upper chest were glistening with Becky's cum. Not surprisingly, she didn't seem to mind. She stayed quiet until Becky seemed more focused before she finally spoke. "I guess I'm going to have the shits for a few days after the bay-kon, aren't I, Mistress? I lost the wager." Becky wearily reached up and caressed her beloved Nanu's hair. "I'm not letting you eat all my bacon, you silly slut. I love bacon. I'll figure some other way to punish you for losing the wager, like tonguing my ass or something." Nanu nodded. "I think I will enjoy losing wagers to you, Mistress." Becky laughed tiredly. They weren't even through their first day yet and she was exhausted. How many millions more things did she have to teach Nanu before this would was safe for her? And she only had three months to do it! Who would've thought that introducing someone to the future would prove so troublesome? "So you do want to see how the television works?" Becky asked, holding up the remote. Nanu looked at her curiously. They were both naked again, and in all likelihood intended to stay that way, unless they had to leave the house. Becky imagined that Nanu's ass probably still hurt somewhat, and anything she could do to relieve the discomfort was likely in order. Not wearing clothes seemed like a good start. "Mistress, I don't even know what it does, never mind how it works," the Egyptian girl pointed out, sitting on the floor, cross-legged. She gestured at the small black device her mistress held. "Wassa?" "This controls the television for me," Becky said, sitting down next to her charge and showing Nanu all the tiny buttons on the device. Granted, Nanu didn't know what buttons were, so she merely frowned at the remote in mild confusion. "I use it to watch things on the television. It allows me to select what I watch." She pointed the remote at the television and pushed the Power button. The High Definition unit, which was actually longer than Nanu was tall, winked on, and noise blared from it as images came on the screen. Nanu squealed at the sound and scrambled behind Becky, hiding and clutching her mistress' flanks. Becky giggled and lowered the volume. "You can come out now, hero," Becky said, smirking. "I lowered the volume." Nanu peeked out from behind her mistress, looking at the screen warily. She stared for some seconds, unable to understand what she was seeing. Some yellow-haired woman, ridiculously overclothed, was looking at Nanu and babbling in what she could only assume was En-gush. She had a serious look on her face as she spoke into what looked like a black cock. It was windy, apparently, because her hair was blowing around. Nanu slowly crawled toward the TV, her eyes narrowing. Becky watched in amusement, still sitting some distance away. Nanu had a great ass, and she could stare at it endlessly. The younger woman moved close to the screen, staring in bewilderment. Becky had lowered the volume sufficiently so that the news reporter wasn't yelling in Nanu's face. Nanu stared, then moved to the side of the television, looking around and behind it, sitting on its smoked glass countertop. She crawled around to the other side and looked behind again. Finally, she turned and looked at Becky in confusion. "Mistress?" she asked uncertainly. "Why do you keep the woman in the tiny box? How?" Becky had half-expected the question, of course, but it was still funny to hear. Once she was done snickering (Nanu waited patiently, looking only slightly annoyed), Becky replied. "She is not trapped inside the television, darling. It is a device that can show me other people. You have paintings in Rome and back in Egypt, right?" Nanu nodded. "And of course, a painting is just an illustration of someone," Becky explained. She'd had a little bit of time to put thought into this. "They're not actually in the painting, trapped." "So;” Nanu ventured, thinking about it. "The woman inside the box is a painting? Why can it move and talk to me?" "It's not a painting, it's a representation of her," Becky replied, knowing this would get awkward. "A television allows me to see things that are happening elsewhere." Nanu's eyes widened in shock. "The woman you see on the television is here in the city somewhere. I can see other people as well;” She changed the channel, and the television now displayed a Tom and Jerry cartoon. Unfortunately, a split second after the cartoon came up, Tom screamed loudly, having stabbed himself in the ass with a needle on the end of a pool cue. Nanu yelped in fright and threw herself into Becky's arms, shaking. Becky wheezed as she tumbled onto her back, holding onto her young ward. Nanu was trembling, her face stuffed between Becky's boobs. "Mistress, the box frightens me," the girl whispered. "It is too loud." "We can change how loud it is, Nanu," Becky said gently, pushing herself up into a sitting position and hugging Nanu, who was still wrapped around her, refusing to let go. "My world is probably rather loud compared to the one you know, my love. And the noises will be things you're not used to. But I promise you that you will adapt. Just like you did to life in Rome, and just like you will to bacon." Nanu nodded and then turned her head to look back at the TV. "Is; is that supposed to be a mouse and a cat?" Becky nodded. "Someone drew them to look comical and make people laugh." "The mouse is trying to kill the cat," Nanu pointed out. "He struck the cat on the head with the stick so that the cat screamed and swallowed that rolling ball. The mouse is evil. Are cats not sacred in your time, Mistress?" "Cats think they are, but many people just keep them as pets," Becky laughed. "Turn around and let me show you more. And I promise you, Nanu, nobody is caught inside the box. I don't quite know how to explain yet, but I will when I can. The television is meant to entertain." She changed the channel again and Nanu watched intently as Rocky Balboa and Ivan Drago slugging it out on the screen. "You have gladiators in your society, Mistress?" she breathed, watching the bulging muscles flex as the two men pummeled one another. "We pay some athletes to fight, but we do not have death sports, like you remember," Becky replied, shrugging as she hugged Nanu, who was still sitting in her lap. "I mean, maybe some countries like the Veniti (Russians) do, but they're rather barbaric. We have Olympics, like you remember, just a lot more events. But this is just a story being told, this isn't real." "It looks very real," Nanu said, still glued to the screen. "I can hear them hitting each other." "Did you ever see a drama or play, Nanu?" Becky asked, which got a nodding head from the smaller girl. "Well, just like in those plays or dramas, the actors can pretend to strike one another. In my time, we might just be better at making it look real." "How do you tell fake fights and real fights apart?" Nanu asked. Becky could feel the other girl squirming in her lap. Nanu was getting turned on watching muscular men beat one another up. "Circumiastentia, (context)," Becky replied. "The television will tell you if you are watching something that actually happened, or whether it is a drama." Nanu tilted her head. "Can you show me a real fight?" Becky considered and then switched to a sports channel. Quickly enough, she came across an MMA fight between two women. Nanu gaped as she watched the women grapple and beat the shit out of one another. "Oh, Nunes! She Just Hurt Cyborg!" crowed the announcer. Not that the Egyptian girl understood what he was saying. "And; they never use weapons?" Nanu asked in a quiet but somehow hopeful voice. "No, you bloodthirsty little thing," Becky giggled, hugging her tight and wiggling her boobs into Nanu's back. "If you see weapons, it is probably a drama and not real." "These women are not very attractive, and punching each other just makes it worse," Nanu said, wrinkling her nose. "I would not fuck them. Are they fighting over a man?" Becky wasn't about to try to explain that Amanda Nunes was married to another woman who was also an MMA fighter. She just let her continue to watch while blood and teeth flew everywhere. "What else, does the magic box show us?" Becky thought of how to explain. She thought about anything Nanu might have been familiar with. "Do you; remember how announcements were placed in the Forum in Rome for people to read?" Nanu nodded. "The acta diurna. They told us about things that were happening. I was one of three Flavian slaves who could read them. It made the others jealous. But mostly we just found out about things from hearsay, people telling other people things." "Well, there are people who are paid to report nuntium (news)," Becky said. "That way, you can know what's going on, not just here in the city, but almost anywhere in the world." Nanu leaned back into Becky and looked up at her. "What IS the name of this city you live in, Mistress?" "Toronto," Becky said. This drew a frown from Nanu. Becky picked up Nanu's hand and gently pressed her lips against her palm. "To-ron-to." Nanu shook her head. "Maybe if you said it against my lips, Mistress." Becky giggled and shook her head. "You little slut;” She leaned down and her lips barely touched Nanu's. "Tor-ron-to." Fifteen minutes of almost kissing passed before Nanu could say Toronto. Becky wasn't at all surprised. It occurred to her that maybe one way to ease Nanu into her new environs and life was to find ways in which it was similar to her old one. "I know you don't speak English yet, darling, but I might be able to help you learn a little more quickly. Can you spell your name?" "Nanu nodded. "I can speak Latin and read some, Mistress, but; I only know how to write a few words. One of them is my name." "Come," Becky said, getting Nanu out of her lap and getting to her feet. Nanu followed suit. "Let's go to the kitchen;” She brought Nanu by the hand into the kitchen and stopped in front of the fridge. She had a small whiteboard stuck to it, and some colored markers alongside. She popped the top of the black marker and then drew a large dot on the board, demonstrating for Nanu how it worked. She then handed the marker to Nanu. The Egyptian girl looked at it curiously and then sniffed the tip. "Don't lick it, Nanu," Becky said gently but firmly. Nanu grimaced and stuck her tongue back in her mouth, sighing and turning toward the whiteboard. It was a glossy white color she'd almost never seen before. She gripped the marker awkwardly, in her fist, and pressed the tip against the white surface, obeying Becky's instructions to not press so hard. She slowly drew out her name on the surface. NANV "Good," Becky said as the slave-girl wiped her forehead. "Now, watch me spell your name in English;” NANU Nanu looked shocked. "Mistress, they are almost exactly the same," she breathed. "Why are they so similar?" Becky smiled. "My language borrows many, many things from Latin, including the alphabet. Many words have Latin origins as well." She wrote the name of Rome in Latin and English for Nanu, followed by the words for Egypt. ROMA ROME AEGYPTUS EGYPT. Nanu got quiet for a moment. "Mistress, I; I know my family is gone now but; what does my home look like?" "Do you mean Egypt?" Becky asked. Nanu nodded. "Well, it is still largely desert, except along the river, but there are many large cities like my own there now. The city that is the capital of the Egyptian nation is one of the largest in the world." Nanu almost looked excited. "My people are numerous and mighty?" Becky paused a second too long in answering and Nanu's expression changed to one of concern. "Mistress? Tell me the truth." Becky led her over to two small chairs and held her hand while they sat down. Becky drew a deep breath. "It is hard to explain, Nanu. Your nation is populated, like I said, but; I don't think the people there are Egyptians the way you understand them." Nanu almost went pale. "We have been destroyed?" "No, not as such," Becky fumbled, trying to explain. "But; for centuries after your time, there were waves of people who moved through the lands. Do you know who the Arabs are?" Nanu thought about that. "They are nomads from the great desert, aren't they?" Becky nodded. "After the Roman Empire fell, the next great empire was one ruled by the Arab tribes. Egypt fell to them. Modern scholars believe that the Arabs are the blood of Egypt now, and much of northern Africa. They had children with your people, and then with those children in time, and soon; your blood, true Egyptian blood, was no more. Not as you would think of it." The Egyptian girl was silent for some time, staring at nothing. Or Becky's boobs. It was a fair bet with Nanu. "My people are gone;” she murmured, looking at the floor. "We are no more;” Becky nodded sadly. "There are many civilizations in the world that has happened to, Nanu. Egypt, your Egypt, just happens to be one of them. If the scholars are right about that, then you are the only person in my world of your bloodline, your people." Nanu finally looked up at Becky and nodded. "Then I must fuck and have children so that the people of the Black Land may rise again. I will be the new queen of a new, mighty people of Keme." Becky smiled warmly. Nothing ever seemed to daunt Nanu for long. "Nanu, my love, somehow I do not doubt that about you. Let's eat, shall we?" This time around, Becky chose the foods carefully, mostly relying on fresh fruits and vegetables. She did her best to buy organic products, free of pesticides and preservatives, so hopefully this meal would not wreak havoc on Nanu's digestive tract. Nanu watched patiently as her mistress prepared the food, cutting into a loaf of what seemed to be bread, and smelled wonderful. Becky had baked it not long before she and Mark had gone to retrieve Nanu, so it was still quite fresh. She brought everything to the table and sat Nanu down before sitting herself. "Apples, pears, blackberries, celery, scallions, cherry tomatoes, bread I made myself, with butter and my own peanut butter," Becky said, pointing to everything in turn. "I think you'll like it." Nanu made a wry face when she looked at the peanut butter. "What is that, Mistress? I would be rude if I said what it looked like." Becky snickered, remembering that the Romans had no damn idea what a peanut was. "It is a paste made of a ground up nut. You have eaten almonds?" The Egyptian girl nodded, still looking at the brown goop suspiciously. "This is like almonds, but I have ground them up and made a paste out of them. Try a bit on your spoon." Nanu trusted her mistress enough to dip her spoon in the goop that looked like warm shit, and licked it with her tongue apprehensively. She smacked her lips as she tasted the peanut butter, her eyes darting back and forth. Then she blinked and dunked her spoon into the condiment, scooping up a huge glob and shoving it in her mouth eagerly. "Leave some for me, you brat!" Becky laughed. "You spread it on your bread, although you can also put it on some of your fruits and vegetables, like the apples or celery. Let me show you." She demonstrated spreading the peanut butter on her piece of bread, and Nanu followed suit. Nanu devoured the bread covered in peanut butter quickly, then began experimenting with putting the substance on the other foods on her plate. Some were a miss, but she seemed delighted with the peanut butter on the apples and celery, as her mistress had suggested. "Mistress, I cannot wait to lick this off of you;” the Egyptian girl breathed. "This is as good as licking honey off a cunt." "All in due course, my dear," Becky assured her. "For now, just eat." "How will I eat, Mistress?" Nanu asked as she shoveled apple and peanut butter down her gullet. "You said that you must work, you are to be gone for long parts of some days. How will I feed myself if I cannot work the food makers?" "I will start teaching you," the blonde said, smiling. "But until then, I will make food for you and leave it in the cold box and you can eat it when you get hungry. It might be cold food, but you will like it, I promise. And maybe I can show you how to prepare some things that don't require the heat makers." "I would like to learn, Mistress," Nanu said, pausing eating long enough to indicate she was serious. "I want to thrive in my new world, and to do that, I must be able to feed myself. You said you teach young minds?" Becky nodded. "Young men and women, from the ages of thirteen to eighteen. I teach them sciences." "Why are girls taught, Mistress?" Nanu asked. "If they just need to be able to read before they marry and have children, why would they learn anything else? Especially a science?" Becky almost laughed. "In this day and age, Nanu, education is the right of everyone, man or woman, girl or boy. Women, as it turns out, are every bit as capable as men when it comes to academia. That's why I'm a teacher, after all." "I just thought you were smarter than everyone else and exceptional," Nanu grunted, going back to her food. "You are certainly smarter than M-ark." "You'll get no argument from me, darling," giggled the older girl, drinking some milk. "Mark is currently failing my science class." "Do you beat him?" queried Nanu. "In my time, negligent boys are held down and whipped with a leather strap if they are failing in their studies." "No, we don't beat our students, tempting as that sounds," Becky said, picturing herself beating Mark's ass for yet another D grade in her class. "But when I work, which is generally five days a week, I leave in the morning and am back in the mid-afternoon. Between eight and nine hours." "That is a long time for me to be alone, Mistress, but I will manage," Nanu sighed. "If you show me how to do things and keep myself amused, I will be fine. Maybe I can teach myself about your world." "I absolutely believe that about you, Nanu, you are a very smart young woman," Becky said, nodding and smiling. "You may have just been a dancing slave in your old life, but I'll bet you could be anything you want here in my world, if you are diligent and work hard." Nanu's eyes widened. "You mean I could become a mighty and feared queen who conquers her enemies? I will work so very hard, Mistress!" "Let's just make sure you can conquer to the TV remote first," Becky laughed as she began to clear off the table, leaving the peanut butter for Nanu. It had been a long time since she'd had it licked off her tits or her cunt, after all. They spent a good deal of the afternoon in the bathtub, where Nanu was resting back against her mistress, humming in contentment as she luxuriated in the hot, scented water. Becky was fond of adding oils to her bath, making her skin smooth, and she loved how it made her smell, even after a vigorous workout at her Krav-Maga class. "Hmm, this feels so nice, Mistress," the Egyptian girl murmured, snuggling back against Becky, her eyes closed. "Even warmer than the baths of Trajan, and much warmer than my master kept his." "I like it," Becky said agreeably, scooping up water in her hands and pouring it down over Nanu's tits and down her torso. She caressed the smooth, tan skin gently, making Nanu sigh in pleasure. They'd fucked again before the bath, making each other cum at least twice. Nanu had indeed licked peanut butter off Becky's cunt, and out of it. The brat in her came out and she managed to smear it all over Becky's front before the blonde could stop her, resulting in Nanu having to lick it all off, apparently. A terrible dilemma for them both. Once they'd showered, Becky drew a bath, and this was where they found themselves now, relaxing and winding down the day. "And you can't take me with you to your work?" Nanu asked, her head nuzzled back between the twin pillows of Becky's tits. "It's not a good idea right now, my love," the teacher answered, stroking her lover. "It's hard to explain, but Mark is there, and he can't see you right now." "I thought you said we couldn't see Mark for three whole months?" Nanu asked, making a wry face. "But you see him at your school every day?" Becky considered how to explain. "You now understand that Mark and I travel through time, right?" Nanu nodded. "I don't understand at all how you do it, but I have seen it for myself, so yes." "Well; imagine if I took you to see your family, but before you were even born. Like, if your parents were so young that they haven't even met yet. You might know who they are, but they would have no idea who you were, because you weren't born yet." Nanu squeezed her eyes shut, thinking very hard, but it was a losing battle. "Keep going, Mistress." "The Mark you would see in my school doesn't know about time travel yet, or you. He isn't my lover yet. He won't be until three months from now. The Mark you know and love is from three months ahead of us, darling. So; you meeting the Mark who exists at the same time we do is a bad idea." Nanu shook her head. "I don't understand how meeting this Mark could be bad when meeting the Mark of tomorrow isn't. But I guess I must just take your word for it; again." "Probably for the best, Nanu," Becky giggled. "Don't worry, I don't like it either." "Three months without cock, Mistress," the younger girl almost groused. "How do you survive it?" "Nanu, just because we can't see Mark doesn't mean we can't have sex with men," Becky pointed out. "Mark doesn't own us, we can fuck whomever we please, just as he can." "Just not your students," Nanu grunted. "Who else is there?" Becky shrugged. "There's quite a few teachers, but that's awkward to me. I don't want to fuck my co-workers." "There must be lots of people in this world to fuck, Mistress," Nanu insisted. "And yes, I love you, and your cunt, but three months without cock is long time for me. I could have it nightly if I wanted when I was a slave." Becky reflected on that conundrum. Before she'd begun time travelling with Mark, she'd actually been experiencing quite a drought when it came to getting laid. It had been more than a year since she'd gotten any, and that pent-up tension had a tendency to come out during her Krav-Maga lessons. She couldn't help but think that maybe, in a world so very many times larger than Nanu's, she'd made her own life difficult by being overly fussy. After all, she'd hardly shown any restraint at all once she'd gotten into the time stream, had she? In Renaissance France, she'd fucked the innkeeper's two daughters quite readily. She rarely been with a woman since her days at university. And at the Flavian villa in Nanu's Rome, she'd fucked several men and women at once, because she could. It was an orgy, after all. What the Hell was so hard about getting laid in her own time? "Nanu, I promise you, we will fuck men before we meet Mark again," she assured her charge. "Maybe I don't know who yet, but I'll make it happen." Nanu nodded drowsily, the warmth of the water in the tub getting to her. "Hmm, glad to hear it, Mistress. I do love a stiff cock in my cunt." "So do I, my love," Becky sighed, finding her own mind wandering because of the water and the sensation of Nanu's soft body against hers. She had to admit, she normally wasn't this relaxed, even after her yoga and meditation. Sometimes, there was just no substitute for getting lots of sex. "I don't want you to worry about me going to work and leaving you tomorrow. I will make sure you are fed and have things to do. We'll make all your food tonight so that it's ready for tomorrow." "Where can we get some cock, Mistress?" Nanu asked, seemingly becoming fixated. Not that Becky blamed her. The blonde closed her eyes and pondered that for a few moments. Where was she guaranteed to get Nanu and herself laid without big risk? Of course! Talk about surefire! She smiled down at her companion and hugged her close. "Nanu, I have an idea, and it will certainly result in cock for you. All the cock you want and very likely the biggest. But you'll need to bear with me first, okay? I have to teach you some things." Nanu looked back at her and nodded eagerly. "Yes, Mistress. I will learn so well if it means I get some cock!" I can't tell if she's more food-motivated or sex-motivated, Becky thought with a smirk. "Okay, then. It'll likely be later this week, so you need to be patient. But there's much to do before then." Becky reached out of the tub and picked up her cellphone, which Nanu looked at curiously. Becky pressed some small dots on the surface, which had a very lifelike picture of her Mistress on it. Becky could see Nanu's confusion and remembered that the girl had no idea what the Hell a button was. Where in ancient Rome would she have seen a button? She keyed in a number and then hit the speaker button, allowing Nanu to hear what was happening. She made a shush gesture with her finger, indicating that Nanu was to be quiet. The Egyptian girl nodded and watched intently. Nanu frowned as she heard a weird buzzing sound that was uncomfortable in her ears. Then it stopped and was replaced by a lyrical, wondrous voice. "Hello?" "Heya, Lady Prof," Becky said cheerfully. "It's Becky." What sounded like a gasp of delight emanated from the little box Becky held, and then the wonderful voice again. "Rebecca Nightingale Fischer! How are you, my dearest and most talented student?" "I'm good, thanks," Becky replied, feeling a delicious tingle at the sound of that voice. "If you and Lord High Eve

The history of Doping in women's gymnastics staring East Germany, part two of Patrick Kiens and Daymon Jones' interview, USA Gymnastics' new CEO hire, the return of the American Cup, 2027 college signings and a LA 2028 comeback wish list mini-commission. youtube link CHAPTERS pre-automatic ad insert 00:00 – Steroids Disguised as Candy (Cold Open) 01:35 – HEADLINES: New USAG CEO Kyle Albrecht 04:41 – American Cup Returns as Mixed-Team Event 07:07 – College Signings: 2027 Class Breakdown 12:11 – United States of Romania: Romanian Stars Announce NCAA Plans 14:14 – More 2027 Signees: UCLA, Oklahoma, Utah, LSU, Georgia, Cal 16:52 – Elite Paths, Injuries & Why Some Elites Skip NCAA Signing 17:26 – DOPING DEEP DIVE (Part 1): East Germany's System Exposed 20:21 – How the GDR Program Worked: State-Run, Double-Blind, Children Targeted 22:31 – "Candy Steroids" & Personality-Based Doping Assignments 23:36 – What Drugs They Used & Why They Worked in Gymnastics 24:36 – Growth-Plate Closure, Neuro Drugs & Long-Term Damage 26:04 – Cadaver-Gland HGH & CJD Risk 27:41 – Reactions in 1989–1990 When the Stasi Files Were Opened 29:06 – IOC Refuses to Strip GDR Medals 29:47 – Missy Marlow Responds: "Where Did All the East Germans Go?" 30:34 – Should Medals Be Corrected or Re-Awarded? 34:13 – Abuse vs. Doping: Who Should Be Punished? 35:36 – Why These Lessons Still Matter for Today's Gymnastics 36:15 – ROMANIA UPDATE: Responses to Patrick & Daymon Interview 37:19 – Maria Holbură Speaks: "I Had to Stand Like a Soldier" 38:24 – NEW Abuse Video of Sabrina Voinea Surfaces 39:00 – Why Romanian Athletes Are Going to the Press 39:54 – INTERVIEW: Patrick & Daymon Part 2 Intro 40:06 – Jakarta Worlds: Overall Impressions 40:26 – Judging Shoutout: Silvia Brescia Nails It 41:47 – Artistry Judging Finally Taken Seriously 42:37 – Floor Choreography Evolving: "You're a Director Now" 43:18 – Consistency Across Subdivisions & Post-Olympic Judging Trends 44:18 – Should US Team Selection Use International Judges? 45:20 – Category Bias: Why Outside Eyes Matter 46:23 – Storyworth Ad Read (Spencer's Mom's Skirt Story) 49:54 – Huel Ad Read (Daily Greens + Peach Flavor Stan Club) 51:55 – Should Trials Use the Same Equipment Brand as Worlds? 53:22 – Equipment Access Inequities: US vs Europe 54:17 – Training Camps & Jet Lag Protocols 55:57 – "Survival of the Fittest": US System vs Small-Nation Systems 56:09 – Should Worlds Allow Traveling Alternates? 57:04 – Why Alternates Need the Experience 57:35 – Daily Logistics in Jakarta: Hotel, Volunteers, Food, Illness 59:07 – Only One Training Time per Day: The Reality 01:00:51 – FIG Cost-Cutting & Why Fewer Trainings Exist Now 01:02:04 – FIG Understaffing Concerns 01:03:12 – White Landing Mats: Visibility & Safety Issues 01:03:52 – Coaches' Round Table: No Questions Allowed?! 01:04:12 – Fujitsu 3D Judging System: Still Vaporware? 01:06:02 – What the Athletes Learned from Jakarta 01:07:31 – Dulcinea's Experience: Making Finals & Next Steps 01:08:32 – Upgrades, Code Exploration & Smart Routine Building 01:10:20 – Why E-Score Matters as Much as D-Score 01:11:03 – Routine Construction in the U.S.: A Long-Standing Problem 01:12:18 – Why International Judges Should Be Involved in Routine Design 01:14:12 – Long-Term Vision for Building a Program 01:14:46 – MINI COMMISSION INTRO: Comeback Wishlist for LA28 01:15:05 – Christy's Brief: "Who Should Come Back for 2028?" 01:15:25 – Spencer Prepares Emotionally 01:16:22 – Jessica's #1 Pick: Casey Jo Magee on Beam 01:17:56 – Spencer's #1 Pick: McKayla Maroney (All-Around Queen) 01:18:25 – Also Spencer: Brenna Dowell Comeback Campaign 01:19:10 – Jessica's #2 Pick: Vanessa Atler 01:20:04 – Spencer's 2009–2016 Alt Universe Superteam 01:21:00 – Pre-Paris Retirees: Who Should Return Now? 01:21:28 – JJ Marshall + Bailey Key + More Forgotten Talents 01:22:00 – The Gabby Douglas Rule ("No Today Show Comebacks") 01:23:04 – Why Gymnasts Need Real Meets Before Announcing 01:24:00 – College Head Coach Comeback Team?! (Casey Jo, Wieber, Preece, Tabitha) 01:25:10 – Cecile as Beam Queen? Citizenship Questions 01:26:07 – Tabitha Yim as the Secret Weapon 01:26:50 – Shawn Johnson? Nastia? Maybe Not. 01:27:03 – Chelsea/Alicia Self-Selecting Themselves for Paris (Chaos Edition) 01:28:32 – Join Club Gym Nerd / Fantasy Notes 01:29:11 – GYMTERNET NEWS: NCAA Schedule + ABC/ESPN Slate 01:30:03 – All-Japan Results + Aurora Tribute Routine by Kenzo 01:31:18 – FEEDBACK: Obi Cam Praise + Cocopuff the Pomeranian 01:32:38 – YouTube Subscriptions & Comment Rules 01:33:35 – Junior Worlds Preview: "It's in a Ballroom!" HEADLINES: USA Gymnastics has hired Kyle Albrecht, a former Major League Soccer executive, to lead the organization. What do we think about this decision? The American Cup is BACK as an international meet and is now a mixed-team event. When and where will the competition be held? We have college signings for 2027! Who is going where? But what does it even mean to "sign" with a school? All the big elites are going to Florida No Hezly for LSU? The United States of Romania starring Ella Oprea (Clemson), Amalia Ghigoarta (MSU), and Lilia Cosman (MSU) DOPING IN WOMEN'S GYMNASTICS: If you thought doping wasn't a problem in gymnastics, Uncle Tim busted out the archives to let you know otherwise Blue Pills and Broken Spines: How East Germany Destroyed Its Young Gymnasts The Vault Champion Who Vanished after Doping   INTERVIEW: PATRICK KIENS AND DAYMON JONES PART TWO VOINEA ABUSE ALLEGATION UPDATE: Video and more allegations against Camilla Voinea  What were the reactions from the Romanian media about last week's part one interview with Patrick and Daymon? Maria Holbură released a statement speaking out about the abuse within the Romanian system What do Patrick and Daymon think about selection procedures for the American system? What were Jakarta World Championships like in comparison to previous World Championships? How did they feel about competition safety and the equipment? Is the Fujitsu AI judging system actually happening? Reactions from the  presentation What do judges want to see in terms of artistry on beam and floor? A shout out to Sylvia Brestyan for her analysis on judging accuracy How American gymnasts can reconstruct their routines for code-smart routines What are some positive examples of athlete adaptation? MINI COMMISSION: COMEBACK WISH LIST FOR THE LA 2028 GAMES This mini commission is from our Fantasy Winner, Christy: With the next summer Olympics in LA, it's the perfect time for someone to mount a comeback! Love a good comeback, and who wouldn't want to compete at your home country's Olympics!?! Is there anyone you realistically believe is training for a comeback, and who would you like to see come out of the woodwork and make a run for 2028? GYMTERNET NEWS: NCAA schedules are starting to roll in! Starts: Jan. 10 - ABC - Sprouts (Oklahoma, UCLA, Utah, LSU) Jan 10 - ESPN2 - Sprouts (Michigan State, California, Kentucky, Michigan) Ends: Apr. 18 - Championship Preview Show is back, followed by NCAA Championship All Japan Championships results VT: Miyata Shoko (13.999 average) UB: Nakashima Karin (14.066) BB: Kishi Rina (14.500) FX: Kishi Rina (14.166) AA: Kishi Rina (55.999) UP NEXT: Behind The Scenes: Live Q&A podcast Friday this week only at noon Pacific/8 GMT RELATED: World Championships Headquarters Videos, Interviews, Podcasts, Fantasy, Guides from Jakarta World Championships Jakarta Worlds Debrief: The Romanian Drama Explained With Coaches Daymon Jones & Patrick Kiens Trouble in Romania The History of Romanian Gymnastics (Commissioned) 80's Fight! The great Soviet Romanian Rivalry (Commissioned) The Fluff Cast: Deva isn't a castle?! Behind The Scenes: Back from Jakarta Eythora Thorsdottir and Coach Patrick Kiens  Behind the Scenes - all episodes SUPPORT THE SHOW: Join Club Gym Nerd: https://gymcastic.com/club/ Headstand Game: https://gymcastic.com/headstand-plugin/ Forum: https://gymcastic.com/community/ Merch: https://gymcastic.com/shop/ Thank you to our Sponsors: Storyworth Memoirs! Right now, save $10 or more during their Holiday sale when you go to STORYWORTH.com/GymCastic  Huel Daily Greens Ready to Drink – Get 15% off your purchase for New Customers with our exclusive code GYMCASTIC at https://huel.com/GYMCASTIC. Use our code and fill out the post checkout survey to help support the show! NEWSLETTERS Sign up for all three GymCastic newsletters  RESOURCES Spencer's essential website The Balance Beam Situation  GIFs of the Week and Meet schedule with links. Gymnastics History and Code of Points Archive from Uncle Tim The Balance: My Years Coaching Simone Biles by Aimee Boorman with Fact Checker. 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Ryan is joined by Jim Garrison, co-founder of the State of the World Forum, for a thought-provoking conversation about the future of humanity and our relationship with the four key intelligences: human intelligence, artificial intelligence, nature intelligence, and cosmic intelligence. Jim shares insights from his pivotal role working alongside Mikhail Gorbachev to lead the State of the World Forum from 1999 to 2000, and outlines his exciting plans to relaunch the forum virtually and in-person in December 2025. The forum will gather visionary leaders and thinkers to tackle urgent global issues, working toward a utopian future that embraces collaboration across human and non-human intelligences. For 30% off your tickets to the 2025 State of The World Forum, use code Bledsoe95. Access tickets here: https://www.stateoftheworld.forum/tickets

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Send us a textIn this episode of Joey Pinz Discipline Conversations, Jordan Rackie, CEO of KeyFactor, opens up about leading a 600-person cybersecurity company while staying grounded as a dad, musician

Welcome to episode 284 of Growers Daily! We cover: Dan Brisebois, host of The Seed Farmer Podcast and author of The Seed Farmer joins us to talk saving bean seeds, pepper seed saving, and creating your own hybrid seed. We are a Non-Profit! 

  Dr. Rick Lytle is the President and CEO of the CEO Forum, a ministry organization that mentors and disciples Christian CEOs and senior executives leading companies with $100M+ in revenue. With a background in academia and a Ph.D. in marketing, Rick spent years as a professor and business school dean before stepping into his role at the CEO Forum. His mission? To support leaders in building lives and legacies marked by character, competence, and calling—both at work and at home.  In this episode of The Wow Factor, Brad sits down with Dr. Rick at the home studio in Irvine, California for an in-depth conversation about how faith intersects with leadership at the highest levels of business. Rick shares his personal journey from growing up in the Detroit suburbs to launching a nationally accredited business program at Abilene Christian University, where he served as dean. He opens up about the founding of the CEO Forum, his research on what shapes great leaders, and how he's equipping the next generation through programs like Entrust and the Leadership Summit. With warmth and candor, Dr. Rick unpacks what it means to live and lead with "higher intent"—and why the marketplace might just be the front line of spiritual renewal.  "Don't be cheap with God—because He's never been cheap with you." - Dr. Rick Lytle  "We've raised this generation to be exactly who they are. If we want something different, we've got to step up." - Dr. Rick Lytle  "You can't move with God and stay where you are."  - Dr. Rick Lytle  This Week on The Wow Factor:  How Rick's early career at Volkswagen led to a pivot into academia   What it took to transform ACU's business school into an accredited, nationally ranked program   Raising $35 million and recruiting top faculty in the face of skepticism   The vision behind CEO Forum and its mission to disciple Christian CEOs   How spiritual leadership looks different in the marketplace   What Rick's research reveals about the upbringing and values of top Christian leaders   The importance of family, faith, and hard work in shaping leadership   A deep dive into CEO Forum's flagship training programs: Spiritual Leadership Institute and Entrust   Preparing the next generation of leaders to steward influence and wealth with integrity   How retired CEOs are mentoring young executives through Encore   Why Rick believes revival isn't just for churches—it's happening in the marketplace  Rick Lytle's Word of Wisdom:  Live with higher intent. Ask not just what you want to do, but what God wants to do through you.  About CEO Forum:  CEO Forum is a membership community built to serve the distinct needs of Christ-following CEOs and senior executives leading major enterprises. Through trusted peer-based communities, personal pastoral care, and intentional spiritual formation, CEO Forum helps leaders live the way of Jesus in every sphere of life. Learn more at theceoforum.org or contact Mark Meador, VP of Member Advancement, at mark@theceoforum.org to explore membership or refer a leader.  CEO Forum also serves emerging leaders through the ENTRUST Summit, a next-generation mentoring gathering on February 26–27, 2026. WOW Factor podcast listeners are invited to nominate or register qualified participants.  Connect with CEO Forum:   CEO Forum  Dr. Rick Lytle's LinkedIn  Connect with The Wow Factor:   WOW Factor Website   Brad Formsma on LinkedIn   Brad Formsma on Instagram   Brad Formsma on Facebook   Brad Formsma on X    

Feeling stuck in your career and unable to break through? What if the key to unlocking your potential and achieving real growth lies in a simple shift in mindset and systems, not just working harder?   In this episode of the Registered Investment Advisor Podcast, Seth Greene interviews Jim Effner, founder of the P2P Group, a coaching and training firm dedicated to helping financial advisors turn their potential into real performance. With over 30 years of experience in the financial industry, Jim shares the mindset and systems that have enabled him to build high-performing teams and achieve lasting success. Whether you're a seasoned professional or just starting out, Jim's insights will help you reach your full potential and elevate your business.   Key Takeaways: → Why the biggest mistake advisors can make is winging it. → How successful business run on systems not improvisation. → Why empowering beliefs are crucial to overcoming self-doubt and achieving success. → How growth requires embracing risk and moving forward even when it's uncomfortable. → Why the solo advisor model is dying and how a team-based approach provides scale, service, and succession.   Jim Effner is founder and President of P2P Group, a company specializing in sales training for financial services professionals. His mission is to help bridge the gap between financial advisors' potential and their performance. Prior to forming the P2P Group, Jim was Managing Partner of one of the largest Northwestern Mutual offices in the country. He built the Effner Financial Group to nearly 150 full-time and college advisors, insuring over 65,000 policyholders with a face amount of nearly $27 billion. A Million Dollar Round Table qualifier every year he worked in the business, Jim is now a lifetime member of MDRT. He was a three-time Recognition Dinner/Forum qualifier, which represents the top 5% of all Northwestern Mutual advisors. In fact, he was the youngest person to make Forum the first two times he qualified. As a new advisor, he led his region in 1990, 1991 and 1992, placing runner-up in the Bronze and Silver awards, and 3rd in the Gold. Jim has overcome numerous life challenges, including losing his hearing just 30 days after taking his Managing Partner contract. He brings his commitment to excellence, his passion, energy and conviction – along with his perspective of 30+ years in the industry – to every aspect of his business.   Connect With Jim:   Website: https://jimeffner.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jimeffnerp2p LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jimeffner/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Today is Wednesday, November 19. Here are the latest headlines from the Fargo, North Dakota area. InForum Minute is produced by Forum Communications and brought to you by reporters from The Forum of Fargo-Moorhead and WDAY TV. For more news from throughout the day, visit InForum.com.

WDAY First News anchors Lisa Budeau, Scott Engen and Lydia Blume break down your regional news and weather for Wednesday, November 19. InForum Minute is produced by Forum Communications and brought to you by reporters from The Forum of Fargo-Moorhead and WDAY TV. Visit https://www.inforum.com/subscribe to subscribe.

Rector's Forum from 11/16/2025 at Church of Our Saviour in Jacksonville, FL.

Bulletin d´informations. Est-ce que les Slovaques seraient les plus mal logés d´Europe? Une étude recemment sortie le dit et c´est l´occasion de revenir sur le fleuron de l´architecture des années 70 sous l´ere comminuste: le panelak. De nouvelles informations concernant la tentative d´assassinat du Premier ministre viennent d´etre révélées et elles concernent ses gardes du corps.

'n Nuwe verslag deur AfriForum beweer diskriminerende staatsbeleide en toenemende intimidasie teen minderhede het hierdie jaar in Suid-Afrika vererger. Die burgerregte-organisasie beweer Afrikaners en ander minderhede het uitsluiting, eiendomsaanvalle en dreigemente in die gesig gestaar, terwyl kritici van die regering geteiken word. Ernst van Zyl van AfriForum sê hulle sal die verslag met G20-ambassades en by die Verenigde Nasies se Forum oor Minderheidskwessies deel:

1134. This week, we look at the poetic power of personification (the language quirk that gives human traits to nonhuman things) and why style guides advise against using it for AI. Then, we look at the different names for common sayings, defining a proverb and breaking down the four main types: maxim, adage, dictum, and truism.The personification segment was written by Karen Lunde, a longtime writer and editor turned web designer and marketing mentor. Solo service business owners come to her for websites where beautiful design meets authentic words that actually build connections. Find her at chanterellemarketingstudio.com.The proverbs segment was written by Jim Norrena, MFA, who has been writing, editing, and leading grammar and proofreading workshops for more than thirty-five years. He founded TypoSuction.com, an independent editorial service, and is a member of Bay Area Editors' Forum. He also serves on the board of Professional Publishers Network. You can find him at LinkedIn.

Primary & Secondary ModCastWe talk about previous trends and where they are bringing us with the AR15.This was recorded Nov 9, 2025 and YouTube killed it midstream.Host: Matt LandfairPanel:Brass FactsAsh HessHopEpisode sponsors:Lucky Gunner - https://www.luckygunner.com/Phlster - https://www.phlsterholsters.com/​Walther Arms - https://www.waltherarms.com/Our Patreon can be found here:https://www.patreon.com/PrimaryandSecondaryPrimary & Secondary:YouTube: https://youtube.com/c/PrimarySecondaryNetworkWebsite: https://primaryandsecondary.com/Facebook: https://facebook.com/primaryandsecondary/Forum: https://primaryandsecondary.com/forumComplete Audio Podcasts: https://spreaker.com/show/primary-secondary-podcastBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/primary-secondary-podcast--2585240/support.

Welcome to episode 283 of Growers Daily! We cover: how compost mulch acts differently in different regions, a potentially new way to nonprofit, and getting good brassica heads in hotter climates.  We are a Non-Profit! 

See what happens when women founders build together. RSVP and join us for the Dear FoundHer Forum Virtual Open House + Networking Session on December 9th.Brynn Putnam talks through what it really feels like to build a company, sell it to lululemon, and start again with a completely new idea. Joining Lindsay Pinchuk in this episode, she reflects on the investor dynamics that shaped her path, including a moment when she walked away from a term sheet because the relationship didn't feel right, and she explains why the partners you choose influence every decision that follows. Brynn also shares how simple observations inside her gym sparked the idea for MIRROR and why true innovation comes from understanding your customer more than from technical expertise. Her shift toward building Board highlights a deeper desire for connection and family, and the conversation leaves you asking a few grounding questions: Who do you trust to build with? What signals are you ignoring? How can your own life stage point you toward the work you're meant to do next?Episode Breakdown:00:00 Building a Community for Women Entrepreneurs02:50 Brynn Putnam's Journey: From Ballerina to Tech Founder05:47 The Sale of MIRROR: Insights from a Successful Acquisition09:04 Raising Venture Capital: Challenges and Experiences11:48 Lessons Learned: The Importance of Partnering with the Right Investors14:57 The Launch of Bored: A New Era of Family Gaming17:59 Marketing Strategies for a New Product20:58 The Story Behind Bored: Reimagining Family Game Night24:05 Building Relationships with Investors27:06 Key Takeaways for Aspiring Female FoundersConnect with Board and Brynn:Follow Board on InstagramLinks:Be the first to know about our Forum opportunity this holiday season!Subscribe to The FoundHer FilesFollow Dear FoundHer on InstagramJoin us on Tour with Sunny + Jenn!FoundHer Faves: Parallel Travel BagMerit Eye ShadowTree of Life CenterDagne Dover Roma Packing CubesSamantha Fine DigitalPodcast production and show notes provided by HiveCast.fm Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.